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Chaos Heaven-Dominating Technique

Chapter 435 - 433: Making a Move
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Chapter 435: Chapter 433: Making a Move

Shen Haoran moved with incredible speed. The Martial Artists from the Qi Refining Sect couldn’t even see his shadow—they only felt a gust of scorching wind rush past. The Black Iron Death Warriors in front of them, who had been about to attack, froze in mid-air. A gentle breeze blew by, followed by a few muffled thuds. Before the four Martial Artists’ shocked eyes, the five Black Iron Death Warriors exploded, dissolving into countless motes of light that faded into the air.

"D-Dead?" The four disciples from the Qi Refining Sect stared, dumbfounded, at the now-empty patch of forest, still struggling to process what had happened. The five Black Iron Death Warriors that had given them so much trouble, almost costing them their lives, had been instantly killed without even catching a glimpse of Shen Haoran’s shadow? ’Is this guy a monster?’

Shen Haoran, however, paid no mind to the disciples’ shock. He casually collected the five Black Iron Death Warrior Medals, then his figure flickered once more as he shot toward the Silver Death Warrior. The aura of this Silver Death Warrior was far stronger than that of the Black Iron ones. ’The Energy contained within its medal must be even purer and more powerful!’

At this thought, a hint of anticipation flickered in Shen Haoran’s eyes. He flicked his right wrist, and a jet-black Flaming Longsword materialized in his hand, which he immediately thrust toward the Silver Death Warrior.

The Silver Death Warrior had been about to attack Xu Hao, but it seemed to sense the threat Shen Haoran posed. It immediately raised its saber to block. Shen Haoran’s Flaming Longsword struck the blade, and the terrifying force sent the Silver Death Warrior flying.

"Not bad!" Shen Haoran chuckled upon seeing the Silver Death Warrior block his attack. ’As expected of a Silver Level Death Warrior. Its strength is on a whole different level. A Black Iron Death Warrior would have been killed by that last strike, but this one was merely knocked back without even a scratch.’

"But I only used ten percent of my strength just now. Let’s see if you can block this!" Shen Haoran’s lips curled into a cold smile as he gazed at the Silver Death Warrior. The next moment, he vanished. This time, his speed was even more terrifying than before.

"ROAR..."

As if provoked by Shen Haoran, the Silver Level Death Warrior roared and charged, swinging its Ghost Head Saber down at him. A dense aura of death emanated from it, causing the surrounding plants to wither.

"Die!" Shen Haoran bellowed at the menacing Silver Death Warrior. He brought his Flaming Longsword down in a furious chop. A massive wave of Flaming Sword Qi instantly met the Ghost Head Saber. The saber was sliced apart as if it were tofu. The remaining Flaming Sword Qi continued unabated, cleaving down from the top of the Silver Death Warrior’s head and splitting it in two.

BANG...

With a muffled bang, the two halves of the Silver Death Warrior exploded, dissolving into motes of light that vanished before Shen Haoran. The Silver Death Warrior’s Death Warrior Medal fell into his hand. An incredibly dense stream of Energy surged into his body, leaving him feeling refreshed. This Energy was far, far greater than that contained in the Black Iron Death Warrior Medals.

While Shen Haoran was savoring the Energy from the Silver Tier Death Warrior’s medal, Xu Hao and the other disciples from the Qi Refining Sect were shocked speechless. The Death Warriors that had left them helpless couldn’t even last a single move against Shen Haoran—not even the higher-level Silver Death Warrior. ’This guy’s strength is terrifying.’

"Xu Hao, was it? I’ve solved your problem. Now, hand over those Death Warrior Medals." Shen Haoran’s voice rang in their ears before Xu Hao and the others could even recover from their shock.

Hearing Shen Haoran’s words, Xu Hao and the others snapped back to reality. Their expressions turned awkward, and Xu Hao said reluctantly, "Brother Shen, look, you already got the Death Warrior Medals from these ones. You don’t need to take ours, do you?"

"Right, right! Brother Shen, you’ve already reaped the rewards. We thank you for saving our lives, so let’s just call that your payment!"

"Brother Shen, one shouldn’t be too greedy. It’s best to quit while you’re ahead!" a Qi Refining Sect disciple said with a forced smile, hearing that Shen Haoran wanted to take all of their medals. They had risked life and limb over the past two days and endured countless hardships to get these Death Warrior Medals. Besides, they were crucial tokens needed to enter the Saint Emperor Sect; how could they be willing to hand them over?

Hearing the Qi Refining Sect disciples’ excuses, the smile on Shen Haoran’s face slowly vanished. A cold glint flashed in his eyes as he stared at Xu Hao and said icily, "What? Are you going back on your word?"

Feeling the chill emanating from Shen Haoran, the corner of Xu Hao’s mouth twitched. He knew Shen Haoran was angry. ’But to just hand over the Death Warrior Medals like this... I can’t accept it!’

"Fine. Since you’re going back on your word, don’t blame me for being forceful," Shen Haoran barked. Seeing Xu Hao’s expression, he knew they wouldn’t hand over the Death Warrior Medals easily.

"What do you think you’re doing?" Xu Hao and the others asked, their faces growing tense as they felt Shen Haoran’s aura swell.

"What am I doing? Taking them myself, of course!" Shen Haoran snorted. He flicked the Flaming Longsword in his hand, sending it shooting toward Xu Hao’s group.

The jet-black Flaming Longsword shot past Xu Hao’s ear like a bolt of lightning. It pierced through the towering ancient tree behind them and embedded itself deep in the ground, the terrifying force of the impact blasting a deep crater in the earth. A faint cloud of dust drifted up on the wind.

GULP... The disciples from the Qi Refining Sect couldn’t help but swallow hard at the sight. ’With that kind of Attack Power, if it had hit one of us, it would have gone right through.’

"I’ll give you one last chance. Are you handing them over or not?" Shen Haoran said, his imposing aura pressing down on them. At the same time, dozens of Flaming Longswords condensed from Fire Spirit Black Obsidian materialized behind him. Their sharp tips were aimed directly at Xu Hao and his group, looking as if they would launch at any second.

Staring at the dozens of Flaming Longswords behind Shen Haoran, Xu Hao and the others involuntarily took a few steps back, their clothes instantly drenched in cold sweat. They could feel a lethal threat emanating from those blades.

Xu Hao’s expression was especially complicated. ’Not long ago, I was calling this Shen Haoran a good-for-nothing, a piece of trash. And now, this same "trash" can kill me with a flick of his wrist.’ The irony was not lost on him.

"We won’t give you our Death Warrior Medals," Xu Hao said in a low voice, looking at Shen Haoran. "But we have an important piece of intelligence that you might be interested in. I’ll trade you this information in exchange for letting us keep our medals. How about it?"

"What information?"

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