Dashing Student Chapter 1328: The Spirit Armor Unleashed

"What?!"

Shouts of disbelief erupted from Yang Xing and Yan Huan as they stared at the unharmed Chen Nan, their minds churning with intense astonishment.

In particular, Chen Nan's words filled them with even greater fear.

What exactly does setting up a stage imply? What is the meaning behind luring them out?

Was it possible that the entire thing was a ruse?

"Right from the start, I suspected a betrayer in your midst, but detecting the traitor through normal methods was utterly hopeless without you exposing yourselves on purpose."

While Chen Nan continued speaking, he simultaneously controlled the array. The gathered liquid inside the formation had mended the fissure in the array plate, leaving only the task of positioning the array over it.

Beneath his command, over twenty array flags orbited him and steadily contracted.

"That's why I devised this scheme, seizing the chance to mend the array plate."

Deng Yunhe leaped to his feet excitedly, since they no longer needed to pour in mana: "I never imagined you'd be so stupid, but you actually leaped right into the trap."

Daoist Cui shook his head softly: "To a traitor, this chance was truly a golden opportunity. They could totally wreck the array plate and eliminate Jue Mingzi, the Life-taking Yama, so it's understandable they'd find it hard to hold back."

"Such a tactic could only come from Jue Mingzi," Zheng Yunzhou remarked with deep feeling.

Mending the array plate held supreme priority, and solely Chen Nan, armed with his expertise and boldness, would risk unveiling the traitor amid the repair process.

Should he have slipped up, the inevitable result would have been Demon Cultivators shattering the City Defense Array and invading the city.

"Damn you! You really think victory is yours already? I refuse to accept that you possess the power to battle us!"

Fury blazed in Yang Xing as radiance flickered across his palm. With a sweeping motion ahead, three talismans materialized, and based on the mana pulses radiating from them, they were clearly Seventh Grade Talismans.

What's more, these stood as premium specimens of Seventh Grade, potent enough to handle a Golden Core Realm cultivator at Great Perfection.

"Do you believe we're invisible?"

Ning Yu swiftly positioned herself before Chen Nan, adopting a devoted and guarding posture.

Deng Yunhe along with the rest surged ahead too, forming a barrier to guard Chen Nan at their rear.

"You surely poured out everything earlier; what's left of your strength now?"

Yan Huan smirked coldly, extended her fingers, and thrust them outward, summoning the flying sword back to thrust toward Ning Yu and her companions. Yang Xing likewise unleashed a talisman, his gaze burning with lethal resolve.

"Hold on!"

Zheng Yunzhou wielded his massive sword as a barrier before himself, while Daoist Cui called forth his tortoiseshell to safeguard the group.

The flying sword and talisman struck together, the talisman bursting ferociously, unleashing a blast of freezing chill that propelled myriad ice spikes from the frosty mist, which demolished the tortoiseshell's illusion.

The leftover ice spikes hammered at the heavy sword relentlessly like a surging wave, driving Zheng Yunzhou backward with overwhelming might, and even encasing the heavy sword in its icy essence.

Ning Yu and Deng Yunhe invoked their spiritual artifacts to counter the approaching flying sword.

Yan Huan spoke truly; they had truly depleted their full might moments ago, leaving their mana exhausted and powerless against Yan Huan and Yang Xing, who had preserved their reserves.

In a single confrontation, the quartet was forced back.

"Hah, try blocking this one!"

Yan Huan bellowed savagely, pouring her entire mana into the flying sword, which unleashed a horrifying sword aura stretching more than ten feet, laced with piercing frost as it hurtled forward!

"Die!"

The flying sword lunged viciously at Chen Nan, yet an astonishing event unfolded.

A maximum assault from a Fifth-level Golden Core Realm cultivator failed to breach Chen Nan's safeguards, inflicting zero injury whatsoever. A closer inspection revealed a tiny separation between the sword aura and Chen Nan, seemingly obstructed by an unseen force.

Moments later, patterns resembling scales emerged on Chen Nan's skin, followed by the formation of scale armor. Within the empty space at his back, the specter of a Jiao Long dragon materialized, howling skyward!

Jiao Long Armor!

Ever since Gongshu Wu crafted the Jiao Long Armor, Chen Nan seldom employed it, given his sturdy body sufficed alone. Its sole prior activation came during the final assault on the Demon Sect's territory.

Without that spiritual armor back then, he wouldn't have endured as he did, though the Jiao Long Armor suffered heavy harm; luckily, the Sixth-grade Spirit Armor featured self-restoration capabilities.

Over this extended time, the Jiao Long Armor had fully recovered its initial condition, able to withstand strikes from early Nascent Soul Realm cultivators, rendering assaults from Yang Xing and Yan Huan pointless against him.

"Sixth-grade Spirit Armor?"

Yang Xing cried out in horror, clenching his jaws before flinging the last two elite Seventh Grade Spiritual Talismans at Chen Nan like twin meteors, then pivoted to escape, crashing through the apex of the lofty tower with a thunderous boom.

Shielded by the Sixth-grade Spirit Armor, no matter how they strained, breaching the barrier was impossible. Their scheme had collapsed completely!

Yan Huan likewise abandoned any further strikes on Chen Nan, her focus shifting to survival as she bolted away with Yang Xing.

As the pair vanished into the horizon, Deng Yunhe and his allies yearned to give chase, but their prior efforts had sapped them dry, preventing any prolonged pursuit.

"I'll handle it."

Without glancing back, even amid the prior assault, Chen Nan hadn't paused. Now, the array had compacted to palm size.

The over twenty array flags spun softly, and although merely a Seventh Grade Array, it marked the utmost their rushed flags could support.

With a casual toss, the tiny array settled onto the array plate without disruption, merely overlaying the mended fissure.

Thus, prior to total destruction of the array plate, that fissure posed no further threat.

Upon completing these steps, Chen Nan rose, vaulting upward with power that splintered the floor below.

Lightning unfurled from his shoulders, forming wings, and in a bolt of thunder, he vanished instantly, swiftly overtaking the escaping Yang Xing and Yan Huan.

"Where do you think you’re going? Ten Thousand Treasures City is already covered by the City Defense Array; you can’t escape."

As the lightning faded, Chen Nan materialized ahead of them, a faintly scornful glint in his gaze.

"Jue Mingzi, don’t push us too far. Even if you have the Spirit Armor for protection, it won’t be easy to kill us. Let us go, and we promise to leave Ten Thousand Treasures Island directly."

Yang Xing attempted to bargain with Chen Nan, though doubt gnawed at him. After all, Chen Nan had once overpowered Golden Core Realm Great Perfection Xiao Lie, to say nothing of them.

"Dream on. Even now, you think you can negotiate with me? Or was I too lenient on you before, making you delusional?" Chen Nan’s voice slowly grew frigid.

Yan Huan clenched her teeth: "Fight to the end!"

The moment she spoke, her flying sword lunged once more, its sword aura keen enough to slice through the void, relentless. Yet it halted suddenly just before Chen Nan.