School Beauty's Personal Crazy Young Master Chapter 1792 - 1878: Beating a Supreme Until He Wants to Cry

Chen Nan was acutely aware of the formidable power wielded by the blood-colored insect. His reasoned speculation suggested that this tiny entity had arrived in the Four Extremes World concurrently with the Outer Heaven Meteor, descending as an object from beyond the stars.

In the past, within Yun Mengze, it had infiltrated his Sea of Consciousness as if it were an empty, unclaimed territory.

Even though his strength was considerably limited at that time, the sheer terror emanating from the insect was a memory Chen Nan retained with striking clarity. Had it not been for the critical juncture where the blood-colored insect and the Abyss Divine Tree achieved a specific equilibrium, he might have succumbed to becoming its mere puppet, even if he had managed to survive the initial encounter.

Chen Nan witnessed the blood-colored insect slowly descending from the delicate, verdant branches of the Abyss Divine Tree. Such a sight paralyzed him with fear, daring him not to even exhale. In that immediate moment, he even failed to activate the Sword Array situated beyond his Sea of Consciousness.

The Divine Sense belonging to the Demon Clan Supreme remained oblivious to the blood-colored insect's presence. Upon observing Chen Nan's abrupt cessation of hostilities, the Supreme was instantly filled with elation, mistakenly believing Chen Nan was succumbing to the lingering effects of the injury sustained from the Little Heavenly Demon.

His intention was to seize this opportune moment, to shatter Chen Nan's Sea of Consciousness completely, reduce him to an imbecile, and abscond with his peerless Chaos Sacred Body.

Overwhelmed with joy, the Demon Clan Supreme jubilantly unleashed his assault upon Chen Nan’s Sea of Consciousness.

Chen Nan’s Sea of Consciousness endured the onslaught, causing him to collapse onto the ground engulfed in agony. Yet, he offered no resistance, for the blood-colored insect had already been roused. In comparison, the Divine Sense Attack launched by the Demon Clan Supreme was well within the limits of what he could endure; it was the blood-colored insect that posed the truly terrifying threat.

Chen Nan's lack of counterattack served only to further inflame the Demon Clan Supreme's eagerness. He desired to press his advantage; securing a victory by vanquishing Chen Nan would decisively conclude the conflict for the day.

Abruptly, the Demon Clan Supreme detected an anomaly. Casting his gaze around, he couldn't suppress a mocking laugh: "Chen Nan, you truly are a source of amusement. It's not enough for you to associate with both Demons and the Heavenly Demon amongst your own kind; you also harbor a tiny silkworm within your Sea of Consciousness, hahaha, how utterly adorable..."

Upon perceiving the blood-colored insect, the Demon Clan Supreme’s Divine Sense materialized, extending itself towards the creature, intent on capturing it for a more thorough examination.

The instant his grasp closed around the blood-colored insect, he froze rigid, his eyes wide with astonishment and disbelief. He desperately attempted to swivel his head to confront Chen Nan’s Divine Soul, but... he found himself utterly incapable of moving his own neck.

Immobile as a statue fashioned from clay, the Demon Clan Supreme’s Divine Sense-transformed avatar remained fixed, while the blood-colored insect, opening its maw, began to steadily consume the outstretched appendage.

Much like a silkworm diligently feeding on mulberry leaves, the blood-colored insect voraciously devoured the Demon Clan Supreme’s Divine Sense.

Simultaneously, in the vast Void external to Chen Nan's physical form, the Demon Clan Supreme's primary body was poised to unleash divine skills to annihilate the gravely wounded Four Fierce Eight Hammers. Without warning, his expression contorted, and profuse beads of sweat began to trickle down his brow.

"What... what is that?" he stammered, utterly bewildered.

Standing adrift in the Void, he appeared profoundly shaken, as if confronted by a spectral apparition. Even as the Black Feathered Chicken pecked at him, he offered no defensive response.

After what felt like an eternity, precisely twelve breaths later, Chen Nan, who had collapsed in the Void, finally managed to rise. Concurrently, the Demon Clan Supreme, located some distance away, was already heavily battered and bleeding. More alarming than his physical wounds, however, was the vacant, dazed expression in his eyes, indicative of having endured an experience of unparalleled terror.

Within Chen Nan’s Sea of Consciousness, the blood-colored insect slowly retraced its path, returning to rest upon the tender, emerald branches of the Abyss Divine Tree.

Observing this peaceful resolution, Chen Nan finally released a deep, shuddering sigh of relief; his entire back was slick with perspiration. His most profound dread had been averted, for had it materialized, not even ten Chen Nans could have escaped utter annihilation.

Chen Nan then began to advance towards the Demon Clan Supreme.

As he drew near the Supreme Expert, the latter's eyes flared with an intense, primal fear, and he stammered, murmuring, "You... do not approach me, fiend, you are a veritable demon!"

He recoiled swiftly, his demeanor utterly consumed by a profound dread of Chen Nan.

"Merely losing a portion of one's Divine Sense shouldn't reduce you to such a pathetic state, should it?" Chen Nan mused internally, subtly gesturing to the Little Heavenly Demon and the others.

Chen Nan required them to encircle the Demon Clan Supreme, thereby creating a crucial window of opportunity for himself.

At that precise moment, the Haotian Tower erupted with a cascade of resplendent beams, enveloping the fleeing Demon Clan Supreme in their radiant embrace.

His already diminished speed suffered a drastic further reduction.

The Little Heavenly Demon, the Black Feathered Chicken, the Four Fierce Eight Hammers, and the Black Forest Demon King all converged upon the Demon Clan Supreme without a moment's hesitation.

The Supreme's defenses had already been compromised by the Little Heavenly Demon's assault, and now, each incoming attack demanded his immediate defensive attention. Failure to do so would only exacerbate his injuries, leaving him ultimately ensnared by these seemingly insignificant adversaries and expiring from sheer exhaustion.

The sheer persistence of ants, not their might, made them formidable, relentlessly pursuing their goals.

"Chen Nan, what precisely resides within your Sea of Consciousness? My Divine Sense was utterly repelled. Such a power ought not to exist within the Four Extremes World; it's utterly inconceivable!"

The Demon Clan Supreme was in a state of utter panic. He realized that even if he managed to escape this day, his Dao Heart would bear an eternal scar, consumed by boundless fear. He finally grasped why that Ancient God Avatar had faltered when mentioning Chen Nan; that entity was already privy to these profound secrets!

"Nothing is inconceivable. Simply remember this: today, Grandpa will claim your head!"

A cold smile played on Chen Nan's lips as he instantly unleashed the Star Technique. The Thirty-Six Death Points within him coalesced into a formidable network, his physical prowess escalating at an astonishing rate.

"Divine Fire Avatar!"

With his physical strength honed to its absolute zenith, Chen Nan deployed it without the slightest hesitation.

In a blinding flash, the Six Great Divine Fire Avatars surged towards the Demon Clan Supreme with a momentum akin to thunder. Among them were the incredibly potent Slaughter Demon Lord Avatar and Chen Nan’s own Divine Fire Avatar. The moment they impacted, the Demon Clan Supreme let out a piercing shriek of agony.

His defenses crumbled, and his Supreme Power was rapidly depleted by nearly half.

Compounded by the earlier annihilation of his avatar by Little Heavenly Demon and the current forcible consumption of his Divine Sense by the blood-colored insect, his strength plummeted. He was now less than half of his peak potential, utterly incapable of resisting the Slaughter Demon Lord Divine Fire Avatar, a force comparable to a seasoned Supreme Expert.

"Argh..."

The Demon Clan Supreme's anguished cry reverberated across the vast expanse of the Void for thousands of miles.

Chen Nan directed the Six Great Avatars, Little Heavenly Demon, and the others in a relentless assault, completely seizing the initiative. Yet, even he was astonished; despite the prolonged and ferocious onslaught, not a single bone of the Demon Clan Supreme had been fractured. Supreme power, truly a force to be reckoned with!

The dynamics within the Panlong Star Domain were undergoing drastic shifts. If any misstep were made now, allowing him to escape, it would be akin to releasing a tiger back into the mountains, a dire consequence.

A sudden thought occurred to Chen Nan. He recalled the Blood Gourd, a gift bestowed upon him by the young master upon their departure from Demon God Mountain. This artifact was an Innate Spiritual Treasure, its power rivaling that of the yet-unrecovered Haotian Tower.

If not utilized now, when would be the opportune moment?