Chapter 162: Battlefield! Display of Power!
Chen Xuan had no intention of revealing the full extent of his strength just yet.
Although it was said that every Soul Formation expert had disappeared, and he was inclined to believe that information, it didn’t mean he could afford to lower his guard.
The demonic faction had existed for just as long as the righteous alliance.
Over countless years, they had produced innumerable terrifying experts.
Whether through ancient talismans, hidden formations, battle formations, forbidden treasures, or some other unknown trump card, there was every possibility that they still possessed means capable of threatening even him.
Caution was never a mistake.
Even so, faced with two Blood Gods possessing the strength of Middle Stage Nascent Soul cultivators, he had no choice but to reveal part of his abilities.
As he stood between them, his eyes narrowed.
The next moment, a powerful aura burst from his body.
With a wave of both hands, countless runes streamed into the sky before rapidly converging.
In the blink of an eye, black and white intertwined.
A gigantic Yin-Yang Symbol emerged, rotating slowly like an enormous heavenly curtain.
At Chen Xuan’s command, it descended toward one of the Blood Gods.
Its speed was astonishing.
Meanwhile, one of the greatest weaknesses of battle formations was precisely their lack of flexibility.
After all, they required hundreds of cultivators to coordinate every movement perfectly. Even if the delay amounted to only a fraction of a second, it was still a flaw.
Combining these two factors, the Yin-Yang Curtain enveloped the Blood God before it could react.
Within moments, the towering giant disappeared completely into the endless sea of black and white.
The eyes of the Jade Pure Sect disciples lit up.
Hope blossomed within their hearts.
Was Peak Master Chen about to perform yet another miracle?
Unfortunately, their excitement lasted only an instant.
Rip!
A tearing sound echoed throughout the battlefield.
Several colossal crimson claws burst out from within the Yin-Yang Curtain before violently ripping it apart.
The black-and-white world shattered.
The Blood God emerged once more, seemingly unharmed.
Many disciples sighed in disappointment.
Indeed. The opponent possessed the power of a Nascent Soul cultivator.
How could it possibly be defeated so easily?
Yet before anyone had time to dwell on that thought, Chen Xuan had already moved.
This time, he used no techniques whatsoever.
His figure blurred. The next instant, he appeared directly above the Blood God’s head.
The spectators watched in confusion.
An absurd idea emerged in their minds. Some believed he had made a fatal mistake. Others wondered whether he was seeking death.
Only a handful of cultivators caught sight of his posture.
An absurd thought surfaced in their minds.
The next instant, that unbelievable guess became reality.
Chen Xuan clenched his hand into a fist.
Then, like an ordinary mortal martial artist rather than a cultivator, he punched downward.
Everyone stared in disbelief.
Cultivators certainly possessed powerful physiques. However, compared to Spiritual Energy, the physical body was almost always secondary.
A cultivator fighting merely using their physical body against a cultivator using spells would perish rather quickly.
Using one’s fists against a Nascent Soul battle formation... Wasn’t that akin to courting death?
Yet the result completely overturned everyone’s understanding.
The instant Chen Xuan’s fist landed upon the Blood God, no violent collision occurred.
Instead, the body of the Blood God, as if made up of harmless blood, immediately parted.
Chen Xuan’s arm pierced deep into its enormous body and reached straight toward its core.
Then...
Boom!
The Blood God exploded!
Its colossal body disintegrated inch by inch before transforming into a rain of crimson mist that poured across the battlefield.
The consequences were immediate.
The hundreds of cultivators maintaining the formation all suffered a terrifying backlash.
Most of them coughed out mouthfuls of blood and collapsed to the ground, while the weakest among them died instantly as their meridians shattered beyond repair.
Chen Xuan showed no intention of showing mercy.
Before any of them could recover, he struck again.
Spiritual Energy condensed into an enormous flaming palm. It descended from the sky like divine punishment.
Boom!
Agonized screams echoed briefly across the battlefield. But the next moment, they faded away.
When the flames dispersed, nothing remained.
The hundreds of demonic cultivators—including numerous Core Formation experts—had been reduced to scattered ashes.
Before anyone could recover from the shock, Chen Xuan had already vanished once again.
This time, his target was the second Blood God.
Peak Master Yuan, who had been struggling desperately moments earlier, suddenly found the pressure on him disappear.
He looked up just in time to witness Chen Xuan charging directly toward the Blood God.
Just like before, Chen Xuan used no dazzling techniques. Only his own two fists.
Each strike contained overwhelming physical force, enough to distort the surrounding air.
Even Peak Master Yuan found himself staring blankly.
’What terrifying body refinement...’
Naturally, this was exactly the image Chen Xuan wished to create.
Compared to revealing his cultivation, displaying extraordinary physical strength was far less likely to attract unwanted attention.
At worst, others would assume he had inherited and practiced a body-refining inheritance.
That was far preferable to exposing his true combat power.
Although the second Blood God was significantly more cautious after witnessing its companion’s destruction, the outcome ultimately remained unchanged.
Only a few more punches later, its body also exploded into countless fragments.
The cultivators maintaining the formation suffered the same backlash as the first group.
Before they could recover, another flaming palm descended.
Moments later, they too vanished from the battlefield.
From beginning to end, only a short time had passed.
Yet the situation across the battlefield had already undergone a complete reversal following Chen Xuan’s arrival.
Although Chen Xuan didn’t take action personally afterwards, the death of a large number of enemies had boosted the momentum of the Jade Pure Sect disciples.
Coupled with the fact that they had originally held the advantage in individual strength, as well as Su Ying joining the battle from the shadows and eliminating several Core Formation cultivators attempting to organize a retreat, the outcome quickly became inevitable.
Before long, the sounds of battle gradually faded.
Only the heavy breathing of the righteous cultivators remained.
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