Daily Intelligence System: Don't Kill Me, Honey! Chapter 1688 - 390: Chen Jie: Han Dharma King, Stop Struggling—The More You Struggle, the More Excited I Get!

Mei Tu shrieked in fury as Han Miaozhen's sword flashed towards her without restraint, exclaiming, "You venomous woman, envious of my beauty, you just love to hack at me!"

With that outburst, she vaulted into the air, unleashing several Shadow Devouring Needles at Han Miaozhen. Han Miaozhen merely waved a hand, sending a burst of flame that detonated, scattering the needles.

In that instant, Chen Long closed in, his blade a swift arc toward Han Miaozhen's throat.

Han Miaozhen sidestepped the deadly strike, and in the blink of an eye, three Flame Bows and Arrows materialized in her grasp, firing directly at Chen Long, who raised his sword to meet the barrage.

Meanwhile, Chen Jie approached, launching a palm strike at Han Miaozhen. Observing Chen Jie's move, Han Miaozhen met it with her own palm, only to feel like she'd struck cotton; Chen Jie had clearly diverted her power with his Qiankun Great Method.

Having executed that redirection, Chen Jie followed up with another palm strike aimed at Han Miaozhen, who countered once more.

Expecting the familiar redirection from the Qiankun Great Method, she was taken aback when Chen Jie's palm sent her flying. Simultaneously, a fearsome dragon's roar split the air.

"Seventeen Dragon Capturing Palms!"

Han Miaozhen's expression darkened considerably, her normally icy composure now laced with murderous intent. The single word that flickered across her brow was clear: 'You brat, fighting dirty!'

It was true; since mastering the Qiankun Great Method, Chen Jie's combat repertoire had expanded dramatically. The synergy of the Qiankun Great Method and the Seventeen Dragon Capturing Palms, with its intricate illusions and yin-yang balance, was a force few could withstand.

Now, Chen Jie employed one hand for the Seventeen Dragon Capturing Palms and the other for the Qiankun Great Method, one radiating fierce yang, the other embodying harmonious yin and yang. This combination conjured endless illusions, inflicting excruciating torment upon Han Miaozhen.

She recognized the futility of her struggle against Chen Jiusi; the seamless integration of the Qiankun Great Method and Seventeen Dragon Capturing Palms presented an insurmountable challenge.

What's more, Chen Jie, utterly devoid of martial honor, having already seized the advantage, brazenly called upon Chen Long and Mei Tu – those two conniving spies – for backup.

Those two really were something else; Chen Long, typically as elusive as a greased eel, was now relentlessly pursuing her with his sword, betraying none of his customary guile.

And Mei Tu, that wretched vixen, seizing her chance, harried Han Miaozhen relentlessly, plunging her into a mire of suffering and despair.

Facing a three-on-one onslaught truly made Han Miaozhen want to weep. She desperately wondered, where was Du Zundao? Was he blind? Couldn't he see his ally was on the verge of being pummeled into oblivion?

Han Miaozhen's eyes welled up with tears.

Pushed to her absolute limit, Han Miaozhen bellowed in rage and unleashed her ultimate defensive maneuver once more - the Seven Phoenix Divine Fire Pillar.

Her hands formed intricate seals, igniting the Phoenix True Fire within her essence. In the ensuing moment, a colossal cloud of flame bloomed in the heavens, while the very ground vibrated with thunderous booms...

Seven immense Divine Fire Pillars ascended skyward.

Witnessing this spectacle, Chen Jie's eyes narrowed, and he immediately invoked the Qiankun Great Method.

"Heaven and Earth Transposition!"

With a surge of power, Chen Jie unleashed the technique. Soon, a yin-yang diagram materialized overhead. Moments later, the diagram fractured, releasing a torrent of yin-yang energy that engulfed the fiery sky-cloud, pressing down with the weight of Mount Taishan.

Han Miaozhen's brow furrowed, acutely aware of the formidable power of this Heaven and Earth Transposition. She roared, "Stand firm!"

Instantly, the seven Divine Fire Pillars on the ground surged upwards, towering like celestial columns, propping up the threatened heavens and challenging the descent of the Heaven and Earth Transposition.

Chen Jie's gaze sharpened. He pressed down with his palm, then grasped, effortlessly uprooting the seven heavenly pillars.

The flames were directly transposed elsewhere by the Qiankun Great Method, exposing Han Miaozhen beneath.

"Flowing Cloud Sword, Wind and Thunder Move!"

"Shadow Devouring Soul Stealing!"

Mei Tu cried out in fury, launching her attack in concert with Chen Long, whose Sword Qi transformed into a scimitar-shaped blade of light, hurtling towards Han Miaozhen.

Han Miaozhen frowned at the pincer attack, summoning her Flame Longsword to parry. However, after a few defensive moves, she felt her Gang Qi rapidly depleting. The reason was simple: deploying the Seven Phoenix Divine Fire Pillar, a large-scale martial art, twice had severely drained her Phoenix True Fire.

With no other choice, she unsealed her Hundred Treasure Bag, retrieved several Fourth-level Tai Sui Pills, and consumed them. In this dire, life-or-death situation, hoarding the Tai Sui Pills was out of the question; otherwise, her life would be forfeit, rendering all previous efforts futile.

Once the Tai Sui Pills were ingested, Han Miaozhen's Flame Power surged anew.

Witnessing Han Miaozhen's renewed surge of Flame Power, Chen Jie and his companions felt a prickle of unease; this opponent was proving exceedingly difficult to subdue.

Chen Long launched another assault, and Mei Tu struck from the flank once more; the pair attacked Han Miaozhen in concert, while Chen Jie maintained a watchful presence on the periphery, poised to deliver a decisive blow at any opportune moment.

Han Miaozhen's brow furrowed, but then a soft laugh escaped her lips, "Hehehe... Chen Jiusi, do you truly believe you have me cornered?"

Chen Jie's expression tightened slightly as he regarded her, inquiring, "Matters have reached this point, and you still perceive a purpose in resisting? Why not yield? Perhaps we might grant you leniency and spare your life."

Han Miaozhen retorted, "Heh, Chen Jiusi, spare me the pretense; I am well aware of your true apprehension."

"Apprehension?"

Chen Jie narrowed his eyes, and Mei Tu scoffed, "Poison Woman, are you jesting with us? We hold the clear advantage now; what reason would we have to fear you?"

"Heh, an advantage, you say? What good is it? It's evident Chen Jiusi alone could defeat me, yet he insists on orchestrating a combined assault. To what end?"