Dashing Student Chapter 1353 1353: The Dharmic Body Captures the Dragon

Wu Hong was knocked out of the sky and plunged into the ocean. Though his life was spared, he suffered grievous injuries.

However, hearing Chen Nan confirm that their feud was concluded made the pain of his wounds seem trivial.

The Jade Pendant had already been utilized twice, and its surface was covered in a web of fractures. One final activation would surely shatter it entirely. Yi Mingzi’s complexion drained of all color.

"Why? Why is someone willing to sacrifice their life for you?"

He was gradually being consumed by a jealousy so intense it stripped away his sanity, while the Jade Pendant erupted with an even more blinding radiance.

"Go to hell! Let's see who can save you now!"

His venomous roar echoed as the remaining energy within the Jade Pendant was unleashed in a singular, devastating wave, surging forward as if to annihilate everything in its path.

Quite apart from Chen Nan, a mere Golden Core Realm cultivator, even one at the Nascent Soul Realm would be left critically wounded by such an assault.

It was clear that Master Canglan held his disciple, Yi Mingzi, in high regard. The three distinct powers housed within that single pendant were more than enough for Yi Mingzi to wreak havoc with total impunity.

As Chen Nan prepared to brace himself against the incoming catastrophe, two beams of iridescent light—one ink-black and one blinding white—flashed past him, converging to form a Yin Yang Tai Chi manifestation directly in front of him.

Bang!

The two forces collided with earth-shaking violence, carving a massive canyon into the sea surface that refused to collapse; even the heavens seemed to suffer a jagged fracture.

The sheer impact of that clash was truly world-shaking!

A fierce gale whipped Chen Nan’s robes, while the two figures who had arrived to intercept the blast turned around, both coughing up fresh blood.

It was evident that by joining forces, they had managed to negate the strike, though doing so had left them wounded.

Chen Nan recognized them as the two elders, Black and White Impermanence, who served under Tu Susu. A wave of relief washed over him as he saw Tu Susu descending from the clouds, flying straight into his arms.

"Why are you here?" he asked, surprised and delighted.

Knowing that her status as the Demon Sect Saintess made her a target for criticism, he had only asked Wu Hong to aid in his scheme.

Tu Susu beamed at him with a charming smile: "I was worried about you. It appears my concerns were warranted."

"In truth, I could have handled this trouble without your help." Chen Nan felt a warmth spread through his chest; the sensation of being cherished was not easily forgotten.

"That simply will not do. I refuse to let my man be harmed by some insignificant villain; it would truly break my heart."

Tu Susu cast a glance at Yi Mingzi in the distance; the mere weight of her gaze made the man break out in a cold sweat, his instincts screaming that this breathtakingly beautiful woman was dangerously lethal.

"Is he the one who has repeatedly plotted against you?"

Chen Nan patted her back, smiling softly: "Rest easy, I have this under control."

"Very well, but be swift about it," Tu Susu conceded obediently.

Chen Nan felt a surge of emotion. Upon their first meeting, he had pegged her for a wanton witch, capable of swaying even the most devout monk with her lethal Charm Power.

Following their tribulations within the Ancient Realm Secret Realm, Tu Susu had given her heart to him, abandoning her wicked persona to reveal her true self.

Now, standing before him, she acted like a doting wife concerned for her husband, and being the object of such affection grants any man an immense sense of pride.

After pacifying Tu Susu with a few soft words, Chen Nan drifted back toward Yi Mingzi, beckoning him with a single finger.

"Come, let us finish this quickly; I have other matters to attend to."

Yi Mingzi’s ultimate trump card was gone, the Jade Pendant reduced to mere shards. A profound sense of despair took root in his heart, as he finally realized his doom was inevitable.

Now there remained only the choice between a pathetic end and a defiant one.

"Jue Mingzi, even in the afterlife, I will never bow to you. In my next incarnation, I will crush you beneath my heel!"

He wailed to the heavens, his hair disheveled like a maniac's, yet his eyes burned with icy malice. He quickly wove a Sealing Technique, summoning a solitary, triangular banner into his grip.

It resembled an Array Flag, yet it was the only one present.

"Winds, obey!"

As the banner swept through the air, ferocious gusts erupted, laden with countless Wind Blades that pelted against Chen Nan with a metallic clanging sound.

"Thunder, descend!"

At his shout, the sky plunged into darkness, and a massive bolt of lightning crashed down like molten mercury, shrouding Chen Nan in a blinding cage of electricity.

Chen Nan chuckled: "Thunder? Control over lightning is the very least of my worries."

As his intent flared, the Hongmeng Origin Thunder surged within him, manifesting as a luminous white fluid that completely absorbed the incoming blast.

Seeing his lightning strike fail, Yi Mingzi refused to falter; he produced a fist-sized pearl, its surface rippling like disturbed water.

"Dragon King, reveal yourself!"

A deafening roar of water echoed as a colossal vortex emerged on the horizon, within which a Water Dragon composed of ocean currents materialized.

The Dragon Ball soared through the air and embedded itself into the creature's brow, bringing the Water Dragon to life with a pulse of genuine Dragon Might!

One must remember that Dragons, Phoenixes, and other ancient Divine Beasts had long since vanished from the Nine Provinces. Witnessing a Water Dragon before him left Chen Nan thoroughly amazed.

He understood that this was the work of the Dragon Ball. Acting as the vessel for the essence of a True Dragon, it could grant the bearer the heritage of the Dragon Clan, potentially allowing them to ascend to the status of a True Dragon.

Yet, as no living trace of such creatures remained in the Nine Provinces, this orb could not be a genuine artifact, though it clearly retained a fragment of that ancient power.

"That old dog Canglan truly favored you, bestowing such precious treasures upon you," Chen Nan remarked.

The Water Dragon bellowed, its massive, thirty-zhang body coiling through the air before lunging its razor-sharp maw toward Chen Nan.

"Then today, I shall hunt a dragon!"

Facing the massive construct, Chen Nan swelled with pride, instantly invoking the 'Fatian Xiangdi' technique to grow into a towering giant.

In the void behind him, the shadows of three primordial Demon sovereigns hovered, their immense power making the very fabric of space ripple and distort.

Chen Nan reached out with a massive hand, seizing the dragon by its horns, yet even so, he was forced back several paces by the sheer force of its charge.

"Perish!"

He balled his fist, compressing all his cultivation into a single point and raining heavy blows upon the dragon's skull, each hit spraying geysers of water skyward.

The Dragon Ball embedded in the beast’s forehead started to crack, and a singular, crimson drop of blood leaked from within.

"So that is the truth of it—you merely stole a drop of Dragon Blood and dared to flatter yourself with a 'Dragon Ball'?"

Chen Nan let out a thunderous shout, channeling the might of the three Demon sovereigns into his strikes, his fingers digging into the orb as he forced it free.

"Roar!"

The Water Dragon let out one final, mournful cry before dissolving entirely into the sea.