Daily Intelligence System: Don't Kill Me, Honey! Chapter 1693 - 391: Cold-Hearted Du Zundao, Han Miaozhen Captured Alive (4)

Liu Caidie inquired, "So, what transpired?"

"Du Zundao opted to proceed to the Liu Residence; he did not come to our aid!"

"What!"

A wave of disbelief washed over Liu Caidie as she sprang to her feet. Meanwhile, Du Xiong, despite anticipating this outcome, could only offer a wry, trembling smile. His father had, as ever, remained consistent!

...

At this very juncture, within the Liu Residence, Chen Jiusi observed Han Miaozhen pouring all her might into unleashing the Phoenix Fire Feather, pinning her final hopes on Du Zundao.

Chen Jie perceived clearly that Du Zundao was a man driven by an insatiable lust for power. Consequently, Chen Jie could no longer afford to remain passive; he had to swiftly defeat Han Miaozhen.

Precisely then, Mei Tu voiced her concern, "Such a significant disturbance must have alerted Du Zundao. What is our next move?"

Chen Long proposed, "Perhaps we've reached an impasse. Why don't we venture inside and liberate the Master? With the Master present, Du Zundao poses no threat to us!"

Mei Tu concurred, "Indeed, why don't we free the Master? That should resolve all our predicaments."

Chen Jie countered, "It’s not that straightforward. The formidable iron chains binding the Master on the mountain cannot be easily broken. The key lies with Han Miaozhen; failing that, I would have already rescued the individual during your diversion."

Mei Tu and Chen Long exchanged astonished glances, questioning Chen Jie, "How did you acquire such crucial intel?"

Chen Jie remained silent, a thought echoing in his mind: Must I reveal the existence of my intelligence system?

With this in mind, Chen Jie abruptly shifted his gaze toward the direction of the Ruins. A fleeting shadow streaked rapidly in their direction, immediately igniting his vigilance—it was Du Zundao.

Ah yes, Du Zundao, who never hesitated to sacrifice his own son for the sake of power.

As expected, no surprise whatsoever.

Reflecting on this, Chen Jie's attention returned to Han Miaozhen suspended in mid-air. Han Miaozhen, too, had spotted Du Zundao's rushing figure, a frigid smile gracing her lips as she declared, "Chen Jiusi, I have emerged victorious!"

Chen Jie's brow furrowed. "It's premature to declare victory. Transplanting Technique!"

As Chen Jie uttered the incantation, the Yin Yang Diagram in the sky abruptly inverted. In the ensuing moment, a deluge of fire feathers cascaded from the diagram, precisely the same ones Han Miaozhen had unleashed moments before.

Pa pa pa pa...

The relentless downpour of fire feathers commenced. Han Miaozhen stared, dumbfounded, as the fiery projectiles hurtled towards her. She retaliated by releasing her own volley of fire feathers to counter the descending barrage.

Bang bang bang...

The air thrummed with the violent cacophony of explosions. With each detonation, Han Miaozhen's complexion grew paler, her strength depleted by the expenditure of the Tai Sui Pills.

Seizing the moment, Chen Jie surged upwards with ferocious intent, launching an assault towards Han Miaozhen.

Witnessing his advance, Han Miaozhen hastily thrust a palm forward to parry Chen Jie's strike. However, it felt akin to striking soft cotton—Heaven and Earth Transposition at play once more.

A subtle, cold smirk touched Chen Jie's lips. "King Han, your time has come for collection."

With his declaration, Chen Jie struck again. Han Miaozhen once more swung a palm to defend, yet found herself ensnared by Heaven and Earth Transposition yet again.

Han Miaozhen grew increasingly agitated. Chen Jie pressed his pursuit, unleashing another palm strike in the subsequent moment. Han Miaozhen, acting carelessly, responded with a palm of her own.

The instant their palms met, an unsettling realization dawned upon her. An immense, overwhelming force erupted from Chen Jie's palm.

"Seventeen Dragon Capturing Palms!"

Han Miaozhen cried out in alarm, but it was too late. She was sent hurtling backward, directly impacted by Chen Jie's formidable palm strike.

[Kanglong Youhui]

Roar roar roar...

The dragon's roar reverberated as Han Miaozhen spat a mouthful of blood.