Immortality Starts With Investment Chapter 699: Immortal-Slaying Gourd!

With numerous gazes fixed upon him, Ye Chen's immense hand engulfed the Holy Prince, who was reduced to a mere one-meter-sixty frame. The monkey's heads had yet to regenerate. A terrifying destructive power swirled within his palm, poised to utterly obliterate the Holy Prince.

The Holy Prince's monstrous physique, a result of the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Art, resisted easy demise. Any other king-level cultivator would have found it a challenge to seize this moment and finish him in his compromised state. However, Ye Chen was no ordinary cultivator. His grip intensified, and despite the Holy Prince's frantic struggles, his flesh was annihilated, inch by agonizing inch.

High above, a formidable expert from the Victorious Fighting Ape clan unleashed their fury. Because each side held half of the array discs, neither could activate the formation independently. The immense power hammered against the barrier, causing the blue light to ripple violently. The ape expert roared threats, demanding Ye Chen cease his assault.

Ye Chen paid no heed, continuing his relentless grinding of the Holy Prince into nothingness. The array shuddered but held firm. After all, the Victorious Fighting Apes had spared no expense on its construction, specifically to prevent interference from Heavenly Evolution experts during their prince's inaugural battle. Even a Great Saint would require half a day to breach it, and a Ninth Heaven Quasi-Immortal would still need dozens of breaths.

At that critical juncture, a cosmic cauldron, vast enough to encompass the heavens, materialized above the Heavenly Evolution contingent. It descended with crushing force upon the ape expert.

Realizing the Holy Prince was beyond saving, the ape unleashed a roar of powerless rage. He retaliated with a punch against the cauldron. The two Great Saints clashed, their forms rapidly vanishing into the profound depths of the starry void, an evident release of his frustrated helplessness.

Great Saints resided in the Seventh Heaven, representing the absolute apex of existence within the cultivation world. They possessed the might to pluck stars and adorn themselves with moons, to shatter worlds with a mere gesture. When two such beings engaged in combat, their mere auras were cataclysmic. Divine radiance flooded the void, blinding and supreme. Even the residual shockwaves from their titanic struggle threatened to bring about the collapse of the entire realm.

Every spectator's gaze was involuntarily drawn skyward. Even Ye Chen couldn't resist a glance upwards. It was at this precise moment that Prince Lu Ya, who had been patiently awaiting this very opportunity, made his move. Swift as a phantom, he infiltrated the grand array.

The formation's restriction only applied to those above the Third Heaven, allowing him passage without impediment. Attacks originating from the outside could not penetrate the barrier. To ensure a swift, fatal blow and deny Ye Chen any chance to react, Lu Ya had already produced a crimson gourd. Golden divine runes, arcane and unsettling, adorned its surface, and the gourd's mouth gaped open.

Lu Ya uttered an incantation under his breath. The instant he breached the formation, a blinding white light, akin to lightning, erupted from the crimson gourd. It was a flying blade, yet of an exceptionally peculiar nature. An indistinct, illusory face with five features was visible upon it, and a pair of wings sprouted from its back. The moment it materialized, its phantom eyes unleashed two beams of even sharper white light. These beams, like physical arrows transcending space itself, struck Ye Chen instantaneously.

Ye Chen's body became rigid.

A flicker of triumph crossed Lu Ya's features. The Immortal-Slaying Gourd possessed the ability to completely seal an enemy's primordial spirit and Qi, rendering them incapable of movement or resistance.

Perceiving his success, Lu Ya wasted no further time and shouted, "Treasure, turn around!"

At his command, the peculiar flying blade, bearing its spectral visage, spun with increasing velocity. It whipped the air into a frenzy of eerie shrieks, accelerating until it transformed into a blurred streak of white. Wielding boundless killing intent, it hurtled towards Ye Chen's neck.

The space through which the blade passed cracked like brittle glass, fissures spreading in every direction. Its power was beyond comprehension, and only now did the assembled spectators grasp that Prince Lu Ya had entered the fray. Astonishment rippled through the crowds, and when they witnessed the unleashment of the Immortal-Slaying Gourd, their eyes widened further.

The timing was impeccable!

Luo Bingling's expression shifted dramatically. The vertical pupil on her forehead began to fracture open. Her slender waist twisted, and her captivating form surged towards the aerial battlefield, pure killing intent blazing. She was determined to prevent Ye Chen's demise!

The Little Peacock King, who had been in a state of indecision, gritted his teeth upon witnessing Lu Ya's commitment. He then stepped onto his tri-colored divine light, streaking towards the battlefield. If Lu Ya engaged and he remained passive, he alone would face humiliation. Thus, he had no choice but to join the conflict.

However, Lu Ya appeared to have already achieved victory—the Immortal-Slaying Gourd was unleashed. The Little Peacock King was intimately familiar with its terrifying capabilities. Once it locked onto a target, both spirit and Qi were sealed; evasion and blocking were impossible—only the physical body could withstand its assault.

While Ye Chen's physique was indeed robust, faced with an ultimate Extreme Dao Weapon like the Immortal-Slaying Gourd, it was akin to a mantis attempting to halt a charging chariot. Perhaps he wouldn't even need to exert himself…

With such musings occupying his mind, the Little Peacock King entered the one-way sky battlefield.

This sudden turn of events left the vast assembly of onlookers in shock. Prince Lu Ya had actually intervened, and what's more, he had successfully deployed the Immortal-Slaying Gourd!

A wave of elation swept through the cultivators of the myriad races, while the human cultivators turned ashen. The dreaded notoriety of the Immortal-Slaying Gourd was universally acknowledged. As a supreme Extreme Dao Weapon, its capabilities were terrifyingly absolute, capable of utterly sealing an opponent's primordial spirit and Qi.

This meant no divine abilities, no techniques, and no possibility of escape. The weapon itself was equally formidable; a severed head meant an end to even the most resilient life force. Without a head, survival was impossible. Despite Lu Ya's cultivation possibly being insufficient to wield its full power, a surprise attack rendered it lethally effective.

The onlookers couldn't help but admire how perfectly Lu Ya had timed his intervention.

Yao Yuekong's eyes narrowed.

A flicker crossed Yao Yuezhi's pretty eyes. In that very moment, her resolve was set. Her graceful, willow-like form launched from the immortal skiff without a second's delay, streaking towards the battlefield.

Yao Yuekong's eyes widened in disbelief. He knew his sister too well to believe she was flying in to assist Prince Lu Ya against Ye Chen. Could it be… she genuinely believed Ye Chen possessed the ability to withstand Prince Lu Ya's ambush?

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