Rebirth of the Supreme Immortal Emperor

Chapter 1726: Chapter 1723: Do You Have Any Last Words?

Seeing Li Chen abandon his sword, Zhao Meng was infinitely pleased with himself.

He thought that with the Heavenly Sky Bell protecting his body, he was already standing in an invincible position.

Li Chen was scared of him, so he would act like this.

However, in the very next instant, Li Chen’s fist edge, as if cast from Gold, blasted over ferociously.

"Boom rumble!"

The violent fist edge, using the simplest and most brutal method, smashed hard into the Heavenly Sky Bell.

Although this Heavenly Sky Bell was still completely intact, Zhao Meng inside it was shaken until his head spun, stars danced before his eyes, and he even vomited blood nonstop.

With Li Chen’s current cultivation, if he wanted to shatter the Heavenly Sky Bell and kill Zhao Meng inside, it was basically a matter of minutes.

However, he felt this Heavenly Sky Bell was a pretty good defensive treasure, its quality no less than the Jiuzhou Divine Tripod, so he got the idea of seizing it.

Since he planned to take it and keep it for himself.

Then naturally there was no reason to damage it!

"Thud thud thud!"

Zhao Meng staggered back hundreds of steps, smashing a towering ancient tree cleanly in half at the waist before he barely managed to steady his stance.

But at this moment, Zhao Meng had long since lost his earlier smugness.

What replaced it was utter wretchedness!

Zhao Meng’s eyes were bloodshot, like a crazed beast, as he howled hysterically:

"I have the Heavenly Sky Bell, you can’t hurt me. You’d better obediently admit defeat!"

Facing Zhao Meng’s shrill clamor, Li Chen did not respond, only answered with a cold chuckle.

"Hehe!"

After a burst of laughter as cold as the Death God’s, Li Chen clenched his five fingers again, golden light once more condensing on his fist edge.

Vaguely, one could even see lightning coiling between his fingers.

"Boom!"

Another punch blasted out!

The Heavenly Sky Bell remained intact, but Zhao Meng inside was shaken into vomiting blood yet again.

His companions, seeing that something was off, were all a bit dumbfounded.

Just as they were dazing out, Zhao Meng roared at them hysterically.

"What are you all standing there for, get up here! Kill him, kill him!"

Faced with Zhao Meng’s frenzied shouting, his companions exchanged a look, then all successively summoned their own weapons and Magical Treasures, like the Eight Immortals crossing the sea, and launched their attacks at Li Chen in unison.

At this, Li Chen neither dodged nor evaded, instead using his mind to control the Seven-star Dragon Abyss floating above his head.

"Swoosh!"

"Swoosh!"

"Swoosh!"

...

The Seven-star Dragon Abyss instantly transformed into ten thousand strands of Sword Intent, like a raging summer storm, sweeping over these Zhao Family Disciples.

"Puchi!"

"Puchi!"

"Puchi!"

...

These Zhao Family Disciples had cultivation no more than the Divinity Transformation Realm, with few having stepped into Mahayana.

Thus, even if Li Chen only used one percent of his strength, it was more than enough to slaughter them all.

After just a single exchange, all these Zhao Family Disciples were torn to pieces by that unparalleled condensed Sword Intent, turning into a sky full of blood mist, drifting away with the wind.

"Hiss!"

Seeing this unbelievable scene, the purple-robed woman and the pink-robed woman couldn’t help but suck in cold breaths again and again.

They had never imagined that this Loose Cultivator before them would possess such terrifying strength.

Even having seen it with their own eyes, they still felt it was hard to believe.

Even Zhao Meng, with his well-developed limbs and simple mind, had now realized the Death God was drawing near.

He no longer had his former arrogance and pride, replaced instead by fear and unease.

"I, I, I am a Direct Lineage Disciple of the Zhao Family. My elder brother is Zhao Wuyou, the number one young man in the Heavenly Domain. My father is Zhao Wudi, who dominates the winds and clouds. If you dare kill me, they will never let you go!"

Facing Zhao Meng’s blustering, Li Chen still only gave a cold laugh.

A cold laugh full of disdain!

"Is that your last words?"

Hearing this, Zhao Meng was choked speechless.

He had already made his identity clear, and had also brought up his monstrously talented elder brother and his storm-commanding father.

But never in his wildest dreams had he expected that this Loose Cultivator before him would treat it all as nothing.

"If you have no other last words, then I’ll send you on your way!"

As Li Chen finished speaking, he clenched his five fingers, his fist edge surging forward with thunderous momentum, blasting toward Zhao Meng.

"Ah, no—"

Zhao Meng’s shrill scream, like a pig being slaughtered, was still echoing in the air when the muffled thunder of impact resounded one after another.

In the next instant, his entire body was shaken on the spot until his internal organs were shattered, blood streaming from all seven orifices as he died.

Moreover, he died with his eyes bulging wide, filled with an expression of utter disbelief.

Obviously, he died with his eyes open!

After crushing Zhao Meng to death, Li Chen casually gave a tug and took the Heavenly Sky Bell into his hand.

"What a domineering method!"

Only after a long while did the purple-clothed girl let out a disbelieving cry.

The pink-clothed girl, however, clasped her hands over her heart like a love-struck fool and said excitedly, "Wow, he’s so handsome!"

Li Chen walked up to the two of them and asked offhandedly, "Are you two alright?"

Hearing Li Chen’s question, the purple-clothed girl and the pink-clothed girl finally came back to their senses, hurriedly shaking their heads and saying they were fine.

Then the purple-clothed girl introduced herself again, "My name is Yans Ziyi, this is my junior sister Liuu Kewei. We’re both from Qianxue Hall. We haven’t yet asked Fellow Taoist for your name, so we can repay you in the future!"

Li Chen waved his hand and said, "My name is Nameless. It was just a flick of the wrist, no need for repayment."

"By the way, why are you two here?"

Liuu Kewei and Yans Ziyi exchanged a look, both appearing a bit surprised.

"What, you don’t know?"

Li Chen was taken aback and asked very seriously in return, "Know what?"

Seeing that Li Chen really seemed to know nothing, Liuu Kewei patiently explained, "This desolate island is an ancient battlefield where the Human Clan, Beast Spirit Clan, Dragon Clan, and Ghost Clan once slaughtered each other."

"Later, because of the slaughter, this place suffered devastating blows and sank to the bottom of the sea. But over these years, for some reason the seawater receded, and this ancient battlefield revealed itself again..."

Hearing Liuu Kewei’s explanation, Li Chen finally came to a sudden realization.

So all these cultivators had come to this ancient battlefield to try their luck and seek opportunities.

After all, many Great Powers had fallen on this battlefield.

Among these Great Powers, some of their Magical Treasures, and even their inheritances, would be preserved, waiting for a destined person to open them.

All of a sudden, as if thinking of something, Li Chen asked, "Right, is it only Human Clan Cultivators coming here? What about the Beast Spirit Clan and the Dragon Clan?"

Yans Ziyi picked up the thread and said, "They should have already come long before this. They probably won’t come again."

Li Chen nodded thoughtfully.

If he wasn’t mistaken, Little Dragon should be a descendant of the Dragon Clan’s Clan Leader, the Five-clawed Golden Dragon, and the Golden Python.

It’s just, where exactly did that Five-clawed Golden Dragon go?

Has it already fallen, or did it go somewhere else?

If it hasn’t fallen yet, then why hasn’t it returned here?

Li Chen felt that even he could find this place by chance and coincidence.

The Five-clawed Golden Dragon, which was originally born and raised here, would definitely be able to return as well!

Seeing Li Chen looking deep in thought, Liuu Kewei cautiously said, "This place is extremely dangerous. We can travel together. What do you think?"

Hearing Liuu Kewei’s words, Li Chen waved his hand and said, "No need. I’m used to walking alone. I don’t like traveling with others."

After saying that, he ignored the two women and prepared to get up and leave.

Seeing that Li Chen was about to leave, Yans Ziyi and Liuu Kewei both froze for a moment.

They exchanged glances and saw the astonishment on each other’s faces.

One had to know, in this Heavenly Domain, the two of them were among the top great beauties.

The number of men willing to bow at their feet was countless, and many of them were top-tier Heavenly Prides and elites.

Yet they never expected that a Loose Cultivator like Li Chen would treat them with such arrogance. This really left them a bit stunned.

Just as Li Chen’s figure was about to completely disappear from their sight, Liuu Kewei suddenly called out.

"You just killed Zhao Meng. The Zhao Family definitely won’t let this go. You must be extra careful!"

After quite a while, Li Chen’s somewhat indifferent voice finally drifted back with the wind.

"Alright, I know."

In truth, Li Chen didn’t care about this so‑called Zhao Family at all.

If the Zhao Family really had no eyes and dared to come looking for trouble, he wouldn’t mind directly wiping out the entire Zhao Family.

"You silly girl, he’s already far gone. Stop staring!"

Seeing Liuu Kewei on tiptoe, her big, watery eyes staring in the direction Li Chen had left, Yans Ziyi spoke up.

Only when Liuu Kewei strained her eyes and still couldn’t see Li Chen’s figure did she slowly put her heels back down, her delicate, jade‑carved little face full of disappointment.

Seeing this, Yans Ziyi wore a mischievous smile and teased, "Junior Sister Kewei, you’re not falling for that guy, are you?"

Hearing Yans Ziyi’s teasing, Liuu Kewei’s pretty face instantly flushed scarlet, like a thief caught red‑handed, her heart pounding wildly like a little deer crashing around.

"No way, Senior Sister, what nonsense are you talking about!"

Looking at Liuu Kewei’s cheeks, Yans Ziyi said playfully, "If I’m talking nonsense, then why are you blushing?"

Hearing Yans Ziyi’s words, Liuu Kewei instinctively covered her cheeks.

Yans Ziyi laughed and said, "Your face is this red, and you still say you don’t like him?"

Liuu Kewei’s pretty face was flushed crimson. "Senior Sister, I..."

Just then, a few figures quickly rushed over.

Seeing who it was, Yans Ziyi pulled Liuu Kewei forward to bow.

"Greetings, Senior Sister, greetings, Holy Daughter!"

The one whom Yans Ziyi and Liuu Kewei called Senior Sister was Qianxue Hall’s Chief Heavenly Pride, Li Mengjiao.

As for that Holy Daughter—if Li Chen were here, he would definitely recognize her at a glance.

It was an old acquaintance, Snow Princess!

Seeing the traces of battle at the scene and the pungent smell of blood, Li Mengjiao stepped forward to ask,

"Kewei, Ziyi, what happened?"