Chapter 167: Sealed Body! Self-Destruction!
The thing that rapidly approached Chen Xuan was neither a weapon nor a spell. Instead, it was merely a streak of light.
Colorless and transparent, its speed was incredibly fast as it rapidly descended toward him.
Chen Xuan reacted instinctively.
His hands moved, and Yin-Yang patterns emerged, rapidly intertwining into a giant wall of defense.
However, as though he sensed that this alone would not be enough, his mind moved once more.
This time, he activated his second—but equally powerful—Great Dao Origin.
Great Star Dao Origin!
As soon as it appeared, another layer of defense formed.
A vast starry sky emerged behind him, spreading out like a magnificent veil and shielding him from the incoming attack.
These two defenses combined were more than enough to block the attacks of even the strongest Nascent Soul cultivators. Even Soul Formation experts would have difficulty breaking through them.
Yet when the transparent streak of light approached, a shocking scene unfolded.
It passed straight through the several layers of defenses.
The Yin-Yang patterns and the starry sky seemed to exist in a completely different dimension from it. No matter how powerful they were, they were unable to interfere with its advance.
The streak of light continued forward and landed directly on Chen Xuan.
However, it did not bring him any harm as one would expect. More precisely, it caused no injuries.
Yet the effects of the streak of light immediately became obvious.
At a speed visible to the naked eye, Chen Xuan felt his own physical strength rapidly decrease.
His meridians were sealed, the boiling blood flowing through his body gradually cooled, and the terrifying toughness of his flesh weakened at an astonishing speed.
His physical body was rapidly falling in realm.
From possessing the strength to fight against Nascent Soul cultivators purely through his physical body, Chen Xuan’s strength quickly fell to the Core Formation realm.
Then below that.
Within moments, he was no different from an ordinary cultivator.
It was not that he had truly lost his cultivation.
Rather, the power he had obtained through body refinement—or more specifically, his mastery of the Dragon-Phoenix Body—had completely disappeared.
As Chen Xuan raised his head and looked at the source of this strange change- a young man with an ethereal aura surrounded by several experts- he immediately had a guess.
Sure enough, only a second later, a loud shout confirmed his suspicions.
"Chen Xuan! Do you think that we came unprepared?! We have long known about your body-refining cultivation! We summoned the Seal-Bearing Master specifically to deal with you!"
One of the cultivators shouted.
As Chen Xuan turned his gaze toward him, he discovered that it was the same person who had spoken earlier.
A trace of strangeness flashed within his eyes. However, he did not waste any time thinking about it.
The attacks of the remaining demonic cultivators were already approaching.
Taking advantage of his momentary distraction, they immediately launched their killing moves.
Facing attacks from all directions, Chen Xuan’s expression became more solemn.
Without his physical strength, he had to be far more cautious.
Otherwise, even a minor injury could become fatal under the current circumstances.
Even so, the increase in danger did not make Chen Xuan dissatisfied. If anything, it made him even more excited.
Although his physical strength had disappeared, he could feel the blood rushing through his veins.
A feeling he had not experienced for a long time emerged once more.
It seemed that Su Ying was not the only one who required the tempering of life-and-death battles.
Although Chen Xuan had struggled a lot throughout his life, his cautious nature meant that he rarely placed himself in truly dangerous situations.
Until now, the number of times his life had actually been threatened could be counted on one hand.
And this battle...
It could definitely be considered among the top three of those.
Despite this, Chen Xuan remained strangely calm. His mind was clearer than ever.
Facing the countless attacks approaching from every direction, he no longer concealed his true cultivation.
Reaching out, he calmly pointed forward.
Inside his Dantian, his Nascent Soul mirrored his movements and pointed toward the heavens.
Immediately, a dark vortex appeared in front of him.
It began rotating at an astonishing speed, releasing a terrifying force of attraction. Everything around it began to distort.
Spells. Weapons. Even the surrounding Spiritual Energy was instantly devoured, leaving the enemies helpless.
Yet the enemies’ attacks did not stop there.
Only a portion of the incoming blows had disappeared.
In three of the four directions, countless attacks were still rushing toward him.
Seeing this, Chen Xuan waved his hand.
A plain-looking saber appeared in his palm. Even as he poured his power into it, the saber showed no visible changes.
However, the attack it unleashed was extraordinary.
With a single slash, all the incoming attacks were broken apart, as though their very essence had been severed.
Meanwhile, a giant wheel appeared in another direction.
Yin-Yang Annihilation.
This spell, composed of thousands of its derivatives, displayed its true power once more.
Even compared to the Common Saber and the Kunpeng Art, it did not fall behind in the slightest. The countless attacks were ground into pieces, as though erased from existence.
More than seventy percent of the attacks had disappeared. Only around one-quarter remained.
Chen Xuan had several methods to deal with the remaining attacks.
However, he chose the most violent one.
With a wave of his hand, several Spirit Weapons appeared around him.
Then, before anyone could react, Chen Xuan gritted his teeth and...
Boom!
The Spirit Weapons self-destructed.
The Spiritual Energy erupted violently.
Fragments of Spirit Weapons shot out in every direction like countless sharp blades, sweeping across the battlefield.
Individually, these fragments were far from enough to threaten a Nascent Soul cultivator.
However, the number of Spirit Weapons Chen Xuan had self-destructed far exceeded everyone’s expectations.
Again and again, the resounding explosions continued without end, each one stronger than the previous one.
The entire battlefield was soon engulfed by violent shockwaves and countless fragments of shattered Spirit Weapons, making it impossible to clearly see what was happening within.
When the dust finally settled only a few seconds later, Chen Xuan’s figure had completely disappeared.
However, none of the demonic cultivators showed any happiness.
They understood very well that their opponent was not dead. He had only used the chaos created to conceal himself.
Just as they were about to use their own methods to investigate their surroundings, a yell suddenly echoed.
"Fellow Daoist Undying, be careful!" A man attempted to warn the man from the Undead King Sect.
However, it was already too late.
Chen Xuan had already appeared beside him. And with him, there was also another figure.
One that the corpse-refining cultivator knew very well.
"Roar!"
A ghastly, hoarse roar came from the zombie’s mouth as it swung its claws and tore the man’s body apart.
"...a Soul Formation zombie?"
The man’s shocked voice lingered in the air.
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