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Chapter 272: Are You Teaching Me How to Do Things?
🕑 Added 2024-10-24 07:13:26 +0000 UTC"Kill!"
With a wave of his grand sleeve, the Holy Temple elder high above in the sky signaled. Instantly, the twelve Eight-Realm Martial Emperors simultaneously attacked Qin Chuan.
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
There were no flashy techniques—at this level of power, even the simplest moves were terrifying divine abilities.
Some unleashed massive, sky-covering hands, others launched brilliant beams of light. Some stirred tides of energy, while others summoned powerful artifacts.
"Break it all!"
Qin Zi gripped the Sun-Swallowing Sword tightly in both hands, seemingly gathering the righteous energy of the world, and slashed forward with fury.
"Slash!"
The dazzling sword light, as if a Milky Way cascading from the heavens, cleaved through the incoming divine abilities, slicing them in two!
"Boom, boom, boom, boom!"
Explosions resounded, accompanied by blinding light that illuminated the heavens and earth for thousands of miles around, as if everything was engulfed in flames.
In the next moment, those twelve Martial Emperors leaped through the air like fleas, darting toward Qin Chuan from every direction.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!
Their speed was astonishing. Just as Qin Chuan completed his slash, before he could even retract his sword, they had already closed in from both sides, launching their most devastating attacks.
"Heaven-Splitting Finger!"
"Twin Sky Fists!"
"Ten Directions Annihilation!"
These were all elite Martial Emperors, each move they made carried the power of destruction, tearing apart the surrounding space instantly!
"Indestructible Vajra Body!"
Qin Chuan roared, and a golden, glass-like light surged from his body, forming a golden shield that enveloped him and Qin Zi.
"Boom, boom, boom!"
One destructive attack after another collided with the golden shield, causing terrifying shockwaves and an endless burst of light.
The forests and mountains within a thousand-mile radius were flattened, and the ground was torn up as if by a tsunami!
However, the golden shield around Qin Chuan stood firm, withstanding the relentless attacks.
At this moment, Qin Chuan raised his right hand high, gathering the energy from all directions. In his palm, a radiant, nine-colored lotus bloomed, exquisitely beautiful.
"This is the real 'Ten Directions Annihilation'!"
Qin Chuan coldly declared. His right hand clenched, and the lotus compressed into his palm, then shot out between his fingers in countless brilliant strands of light, each one stunningly beautiful yet terrifying.
"Primordial Qi Shield!"
"Immortal Golden Body!"
"Undying Physique!"
The Martial Emperors sensed the impending danger and immediately activated their defensive techniques, encasing themselves in golden protective barriers like giant eggs.
But the beams of light were unstoppable, piercing through their defenses like paper, penetrating their bodies.
"Splurt, splurt, splurt!"
Countless streams of blood sprayed from the bodies of the Martial Emperors, as if pierced by countless needles.
"What terrifying destructive power!"
"Unstoppable, retreat!"
The Martial Emperors’ expressions changed drastically. They quickly regained composure and used their agile movements to weave through the gaps between the beams of light.
At this moment, the sky was filled with countless strands of radiant light.
But the Martial Emperors danced through the air like phantoms, skillfully evading every beam and quickly counterattacking, their momentum fierce and unyielding!
"Flying Dragon in the Sky!"
Qin Chuan tossed the Sun-Swallowing Sword into the air, then with both hands, he traced the form of a true dragon in the air. With a mighty push, the dragon expanded rapidly, spiraling outward like ripples, crashing toward the twelve Martial Emperors.
"Not good!"
"We can’t dodge it!"
The Martial Emperors, already threading the gaps between the beams of light, had no room left to maneuver. As the massive dragon projection surged toward them, they had no choice but to take it head-on.
"Boom, boom, boom!"
A series of deafening crashes echoed as their protective energy barriers shattered. Even their clothes exploded, revealing bodies now crisscrossed with bloody cracks.
But instead of retreating, they seemed to grow more savage, like wild beasts spurred by their injuries, continuing their charge toward Qin Chuan!
"Die!"
"Infinite Tribulation Finger!"
"Desolate Heaven Fist!"
They gathered their powers once again. However, Qin Chuan was already a step ahead. As the dragon projection struck them, he had already caught the Sun-Swallowing Sword descending from above and swept it horizontally!
"Buzz!"
A radiant arc of golden sword light expanded outward, at once slow and impossibly fast, enveloping the twelve Martial Emperors.
"Argh!!"
"Splurt, splurt, splurt!"
The sword light swept through them like a tidal wave, sending all twelve Martial Emperors flying backward in all directions.
For a moment, the world fell silent.
"Did we win?"
Qin Zi took a deep breath and asked softly.
"No."
Qin Chuan's voice was unusually stern.
Though he was hailed as invincible among those of the same realm, those who had reached the Eight-Realm Martial Emperor stage were all legendary figures.
They say two fists can’t fight four hands, and here he was facing twenty-four hands—a challenge that multiplied in difficulty geometrically!
"Buzz, buzz, buzz!"
Sure enough, the next moment, radiant lights flared up from all directions, like suns rising into the sky.
A total of twelve!
The twelve Martial Emperors summoned the power of the world, as if igniting their very essence, their auras reaching their peak.
"Three Flowers Above the Head!"
Qin Chuan roared, and three lotus flowers appeared above his head, his strength surging threefold.
He raised both hands, gathering the martial fortune of the heavens and earth. Immediately, golden radiance streamed toward him from every direction.
"Buzz!"
"Kill!"
In the next moment, the twelve suns collided with a force faster than thought itself!
Qin Zi barely had time to register what was happening when the collision occurred above his head. Looking up, he saw a massive golden sun clashing with twelve slightly smaller suns, creating a deafening roar.
"Boom, boom, boom!"
This was a pure collision of energy—no fancy techniques, just a clash of raw power.
The twelve smaller suns slammed into the larger one one after the other, spraying brilliant golden sparks and fragments everywhere!
"Splurt, splurt, splurt!"
In the end, the twelve suns exploded one after another, and twelve weakened figures fell from the sky like meteors.
By what seemed like coincidence, after the twelve Martial Emperors fell heavily, the largest sun in the sky also disintegrated, and a figure plummeted to the ground.
It was Qin Chuan.
He was now covered in blood, on the verge of death, floating down like a bloodstained leaf falling from the sky.
"Father!!"
Qin Zi’s eyes turned red, tears streaming down his face as he launched himself skyward, arms outstretched, trying to catch his father.
But in the next instant—
An overwhelming force descended upon him, like a massive mountain crushing him, sending him crashing into the ground!
"Boom!"
The earth trembled violently as if about to split apart, but that immense force solidified the ground, making it incredibly firm.
Qin Zi was pinned to the ground like a turtle, his limbs spread out, unable to move.
He struggled to raise his head and saw his father suspended in the air, enclosed in a transparent energy sphere, weak and frail.
And in front of that sphere stood a vague, elderly figure—the Holy Temple elder who had yet to make a move!
"Let go of my father!"
Qin Zi roared hoarsely, like a wild beast trapped in a cage, his eyes bloodshot.
The Holy Temple elder slowly lowered his gaze, looking at Qin Zi indifferently. His voice was cold as he said, "Are you teaching me how to do things?"
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