Chapter 2291: Chapter 2295: Farewell, Little Snake
"Elder Sun!?"
Recognizing the person, Jiang Chen’s expression lit up with joy, shouting out.
"Mr. Jiang, those three were led away by Black Yuan, the head of Black Wind Fortress, and are currently entangled with him!"
Sun Peng quickly explained the whereabouts of the Tong Hai trio, glancing around quickly.
"Yin Yang Divine Sword!"
At that moment, a loud shout echoed, and a dazzling gigantic sword of black and white appeared above Zhang Sanfeng’s head, carrying a fierce sword force, violently slashing towards Lin Wenbo in front of him.
The gigantic sword was entwined with a mysterious halo, the Supreme Dao Rhythm, and at this moment, the overwhelming force contained within the sword was no less than the Great Dao Attack being executed by Sang Zhengye, who was fighting two others nearby!
Jiang Chen swiftly turned his head to look, Zhang Sanfeng’s sword was more than enough to confirm his suspicions!
"How is this possible!?"
Feeling the violent energy contained within the gigantic sword, Lin Wenbo’s heart trembled fiercely, exclaiming with a look of horror in his eyes.
Buzz!
Shivering, Lin Wenbo’s body erupted with billowing black mist, gathering above his head to form a black shield.
Crack!
The black-and-white gigantic sword struck the shield, and in an instant, shattered it, slicing Lin Wenbo from head to toe into two halves.
"What?"
"Impossible!"
Detecting the disappearance of Lin Wenbo’s aura, Wu Qian and the others turned their heads to see, utterly shocked!
"Haha, a Unity Realm early stage with the Supreme Dao Rhythm equaling a late-stage powerhouse, Zhang Sanfeng, kill these bastards!"
Sang Zhenye’s expression brightened with joy, laughed loudly, and rushed forward, entangling Wu Qian and another.
At this moment, only these two could stop Zhang Sanfeng, and as long as they were held off, Zhang Sanfeng would surely be able to slaughter the others!
Swish!
Meanwhile, Jiang Chen’s figure flashed towards the place where Lin Wenbo was killed, startling Sang Zhenye, Zhang Sanfeng, and Sun Peng.
"Jiang Chen, don’t run around!"
Sang Zhenye shouted loudly, and Sun Peng quickly moved to follow Jiang Chen, alert and watching Tang Lin, who steadied his posture.
Jiang Chen ignored Sang Zhenye’s shout, solemnly closed his eyes, and his internal Primordial Spirit Power surged violently, and his potent Divine Sense suddenly erupted.
Sang Zhenye and the others were all stunned, curiously looking at Jiang Chen, but knowing he wasn’t one to mess around, they didn’t interfere further.
Zhang Sanfeng’s figure flashed to Jiang Chen’s side, standing along with Sun Peng on either side to protect Jiang Chen.
Tang Lin and the others watched Jiang Chen with puzzled looks on their faces, not knowing what he was up to, Wu Qian and his companion continued trembling in combat with Sang Zhenye, but their attention was on Jiang Chen, while Tang Lin observed from afar, not participating in any other battles.
Jiang Chen’s solemn expression caught the attention of not only Sang Zhenye and those around him, but they, too, took it seriously.
"Found it!"
Jiang Chen’s eyes snapped open, and with a flash, he leaped to within ten meters of Tang Lin, followed by his stern shout: "If you don’t want to become a puppet, you’d better behave!"
Swish swish!
Zhang Sanfeng and his companion were startled and rushed forward, hitting Tang Lin hard with their palms.
Tang Lin’s eyes flashed a trace of struggle; if he acted now, he could certainly kill Jiang Chen before Zhang Sanfeng and his companion arrived. However, for some reason, Jiang Chen’s stern shout echoed in his mind, and gritting his teeth, he retreated a hundred meters back, not attacking Jiang Chen and avoiding Zhang Sanfeng and his companion’s assault.
Buzz!
Jiang Chen suddenly exuded an Ancient Aura, and a white flashing Spiritual Power shot from his hand, quickly striking a spot in the void.
Bang!
A sound of air explosion erupted, and a black mist emitted from the void.
"What’s that!?"
"What is this?"
Zhang Sanfeng and Sun Peng were shocked, while Tang Lin’s pupils suddenly contracted.
"Damn it! Who?"
A piercing voice came from the void, and an extremely illusory dark snake appeared.
Swoosh!
A sound pierced the air, Jiang Chen’s palm, imbued with flashing Spiritual Power, grabbed the dark snake, and the Five-Colored Great Dao Power emanated, secretly containing the Spatial Dao Power, completely shutting the snake in his hand.
The dark snake struggled violently, hissing loudly, but could not make any sound as Jiang Chen completely isolated it.
After completing all this, Jiang Chen shouted loudly: "Stop the fighting! You’ve been controlled internally; if not neutralized, you’ll become puppets of this Nether Kui Snake!"
Everyone was taken aback, glancing at Jiang Chen mid-battle, wary of his trickery.
However, when the people of Shenmu Prefecture saw the dark snake in Jiang Chen’s hand, their expressions changed abruptly, and they withdrew from combat.
Swish swish swish!
The Shenmu Prefecture people gathered together, their expressions complicated as they stared at the dark snake in Jiang Chen’s hand.
The Heavenly Sword Sect members also grouped together, led by Chen Jingxuan, moving behind Jiang Chen, with Lin Yuyan following.
"What are the casualties?"
Jiang Chen softly asked Chen Jingxuan, glancing at the Heavenly Sword Sect members behind him, and his heart tightened.
The answer didn’t need to come from Chen Jingxuan; he could already see.
At this moment, there were only over thirty Heavenly Sword Sect members remaining, including the Virtual Refinement Realm elders, and all were covered in blood.
Qiu Ying and her master, Peng Zhengwei, were also among them, which was the only thing that comforted Jiang Chen, as he considered Qiu Ying a friend.
Chen Jingxuan opened his mouth but said nothing, looking up at Chen Zhenhua, who was desperately fighting Qin Chaolan, with a trace of sorrow in his eyes.
"You are you, and he is he!"
Jiang Chen understood what was on Chen Jingxuan’s mind, patting him on the shoulder.
At this moment, there were only two battlefields above Heavenly Sword Mountain, one with Qin Chaolan and Chen Zhenhua, the other with Sang Zhenye and Wu Qian’s duo.
Chen Zhenhua felt a slight relief when he heard Jiang Chen’s shout, thinking he could finally shake off Qin Chaolan, but unexpectedly, Qin Chaolan didn’t pay attention to Jiang Chen’s shout, continuing her frenzied attack on Chen Zhenhua.
Crazy woman!
Chen Zhenhua cursed inwardly, having no choice but to fully defend himself, not having a moment to speak.
"Sang Zhenye, didn’t you hear? Jiang Chen said stop!"
Wu Qian shouted, panic in his eyes.
The two had elevated to the late Unity Realm through devouring methods but lacked the comprehension of a late-stage Unity Realm. They had the realm but not the corresponding strength.
Wu Qian fared slightly better as he only ascended from mid-Unity Realm; on the other hand, Fan Zhongming ascended from early Unity Realm, with his strength and realm severely mismatched.
In the hands of an old late-stage Unity Realm powerhouse like Sang Zhenye, they were defeated step by step, both wounded, and Fan Zhongming’s arm hung powerlessly, his face pale as paper!
Sang Zhenye ignored Wu Qian, continuing to press them, but he glanced at Jiang Chen.
