School Beauty's Personal Crazy Young Master Chapter 1828 - 1914: Dragon Emperor Reborn 10

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Previously on School Beauty's Personal Crazy Young Master...
The patriarchs of the Bing and Mo families, now at the peak of the half-step supreme realm, join the battle to assist Chen Nan. They reveal that their recent advancements were partly due to Chen Nan's past actions in the Ancient God Demon Battlefield, which led to their enlightenment and further cultivation. The two patriarchs then launch a fierce combined assault against the Sky Walking Supreme, with the Bing patriarch using divine generals and the Mo patriarch deploying mechanical beasts that transform into the Four Great Holy Beasts.

"Fine, fine, fine, you’re forcing me!"

Sky Walking Supreme sneered coldly and roared, "Heaven and Earth combined, Yin Yang Five Elements, Heavenly Dao, heed my command, and slay all!"

As he chanted, a multitude of Blood Arrows erupted from his wings. Upon closer examination, these Blood Arrows were all transformed from the very feathers on his wings, each possessing an attack power no weaker than a Supreme Sacred Weapon.

"Old Lv, quickly dodge..."

Mo Di cried out, hastily retreating. The feathers on the Heavenly People Clan’s Supreme had long been completely refined by his willpower, making them incredibly difficult to evade.

The ancestral master of the Soldiers’ clan roared furiously, "Old Black, do not concern yourself with me. Even if I fall today, I shall do so without regret."

With their Half-step Supreme strength, challenging a Supreme was an unfathomable feat across countless ages, yet here they were, having truly accomplished it, forcing the Supreme expert to unleash his most potent attack.

"Thud thud..."

The ancestral masters of the Soldiers and Mo clans were each struck by several Blood Feathers, resulting in multiple bloody wounds appearing on their bodies. Their auras weakened, and they almost plummeted from the Void.

"Such potent Blood Qi, these feathers on the Birdman’s body have surely absorbed countless blood; Sky Walking has been concealing his strength. Forging Supreme Sacred Weapons is a pretense, while refining the feathers on his wings with the life essence of countless beings is his true art." The ancestor of the Mo clan instantly perceived something was amiss.

Their spirits were being absorbed by those Blood Feathers, causing their strength to significantly diminish at this moment. The four Mechanical Holy Beasts connected to their Divine Souls also weakened instantly. Seizing this opening, Sky Walking Supreme brought down a Great Seal, suppressing all four Mechanical Holy Beasts.

"Cough..."

The ancestors of the Mo and Soldiers clans could not evade their fate, spitting blood as Sky Walking Supreme bypassed the divine generals and Holy Beasts, soaring towards the two of them.

"Mo Di, Lv Shang, you two reckless fools, daring to oppose me, I shall now send you to the Netherworld."

As he spoke, Sky Walking Supreme unleashed a Divine Skill, intending to finish off the Mo clan’s ancestor and the Soldiers clan’s ancestor.

"Bah!"

Facing their impending demise, the ancestors of the Mo and Soldiers clans remained fearless, spitting blood foam directly at Sky Walking Supreme’s face.

"Even as we die, we shall cover your face with our blood."

The ancestors of the Mo and Soldiers clans let out hearty laughter, as if the terrifying Divine Skill was not aimed at them.

"On the brink of death, yet still you show no remorse. I shall first obliterate your bodies, then capture your Divine Souls, so you may experience the torment of your souls being Raked by Heavenly Wind and Earth Fire."

Sky Walking Supreme recalled all those years, lying in wait within the Death Star Domain, the most intense moments of Heavenly Wind and Earth Fire, where even a Supreme Body would endure immense agony.

Finally, to be able to, as a victorious conqueror, reflect upon those most wretched days within the Death Star Domain.

The arduous times are the nameless badges of honor in the eyes of the successful.

"Die!"

Sky Walking Supreme’s Supreme Power intensified, his featherless wings beating. The Divine Skill in his hand was mere inches from the two ancestral masters.

"Buzz!"

Suddenly, a colossal hand materialized in the Void, intercepting Sky Walking Supreme’s Divine Skill attack.

This massive hand not only blocked the deadly blow aimed at the two ancestral masters but also relentlessly counterattacked towards Sky Walking Supreme.

"Sky Walking, you enjoyed striking me earlier; now it is my turn."

Cang Yue, whose original form was that of a Demon God, possessed a body that was the ultimate weapon. Even within the Supreme Realm, wielding Supreme Sacred Weapons was unnecessary to exhibit an equally formidable attack power.

Similarly, his body’s defensive capabilities were astounding. While facing a one-against-three battle was challenging for him, a one-on-one confrontation saw Cang Yue, inspired by Chen Nan’s War Intent, surpass his previous strength despite his injuries.

Merely a breath earlier, Heavenly Yan Supreme had been sent flying tens of thousands of miles, spewing blood, his entire skeleton fractured, severely wounded.

"Cang Yue, how is this possible? Why is your attack so terrifying?" Sky Walking Supreme muttered, being continuously forced back by Cang Yue’s palm strikes.

"My Demon God lineage, whether Demon Clan or Divine Beast, cultivates Bloodline Power. Over the years, while you forged Holy Weapons, I discovered several fallen bodies of my kind and refined their Bloodline. It has now evolved beyond recognition; your strength is somewhat lacking."

Observing the severely wounded Heavenly Yan and the Sky Walking experts being repeatedly repelled by his own efforts, a smirk played on Cang Yue's lips. The day's greatest surprise had been Chen Nan; without his intervention alongside two Half-step Supreme powerhouses, the outcome of the battle remained uncertain.

"Heavenly Vulture, do you still refuse to yield?" Cang Yue gestured expansively into the void, his hand moving as if guiding the way for an immortal.

At that very moment, Heavenly Vulture Supreme found himself locked in combat with Chen Nan, who, despite spitting blood and being forced into a continuous retreat, was holding his ground.

However, of the original seven Half-step Supremes, four had already met their demise at Chen Nan's hands, meaning more than half of the enemy's formidable force had been eliminated.

Given this turn of events, predicting the ultimate victor was a truly difficult task.

Chen Nan felt his entire being on the verge of collapse, as though his Chaos Sacred Body was threatening to split from his Divine Soul. The continuous exertion of Chaotic Power against Heavenly Vulture Supreme, coupled with the use of Two Realms Without Gap to dispatch four Half-step Supremes, had pushed him to the absolute limit of his endurance.

"I can still endure, I still can!"

Though Chen Nan appeared as a battered figure covered in blood, his War Intent blazed like an inferno. He carried himself like a descending War God, and even as he was repeatedly driven back, each of his offensive maneuvers made Heavenly Vulture Supreme's body tremble.

"Chen Nan, undergo destruction and then establish anew. We have all traversed this path; you too will eventually face it. No one can aid you. Only by withstanding Heavenly Vulture's onslaught can your cultivation advance significantly," a telepathic message from the ancestors of the Mo and Soldiers clans entered Chen Nan's mind.

They had all endured similar agonizing trials, though in different circumstances, none likely any less dire than Chen Nan's current predicament.

On the Ancient God Demon Battlefield, they had nearly perished by Chen Nan's hand, and later faced near-annihilation from the Outer Heaven Demon. During those darkest hours, not even a sliver of hope was visible.

Su Qingqing and the other four women observed Chen Nan, each yearning to rush to his side but holding back, understanding that such life-or-death struggles were not only inevitable then but would continue to be in the future. All these challenges had to be confronted.

If Chen Nan could survive this day, his prospects of seeing tomorrow would undoubtedly brighten.

From a distance, Black Feathered Chicken was still engaged in a fierce battle with the white-clad Half-step Supreme. However, this particular Half-step Supreme had been reduced to a bloody mess, his attire in tatters, hair disheveled, and his body bearing countless wounds.

Black Feathered Chicken had shed a vast number of its feathers, yet it continuously regenerated them, with each new feather proving even more resilient than the last. Its Devil Core acted as fertile ground, causing Black Feathered Chicken's strength to rapidly ascend to the Mid-stage Demon God Realm within a short span.

Despite its Mid-stage Demon God Realm cultivation, the Half-step Supreme was subjected to unbearable torment from the relentless claws and pecks of Black Feathered Chicken, letting out continuous, agonizing screams that echoed through the void.

"Chen Nan, did you witness that? When Grandpa Chicken goes berserk, even I fear myself! You too can be as magnificent and dashing as Grandpa Chicken. Though we may not lead the Chicken World, the prosperity of the Human Clan rests entirely upon your shoulders!"

Black Feathered Chicken struck the Half-step Supreme with its claws, causing the latter to wail in pain, as the bird arrogantly declared its words to Chen Nan.