Chapter 276.2: Deal with the Consequences Later! - Part 2

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The figure of the divine officer began to blur and became indistinct.

Chen Chao stepped on a piece of the cliff, leaping onto the sea of clouds. A saber light that stretched for thousands of feet suddenly appeared in front of Chen Chao, and then it fell violently. The sea of clouds instantly parted, the thick clouds torn apart as if they were piece after piece of tattered cloth.

The celestial gate standing deep in the sea of clouds instantly shattered.

The white tiger did not do anything from start to end, and dissipated just like that.

The figure of the middle-aged daoist reappeared in Chen Chao's sight.

This great daoist sage from the Infatuation Daoist Temple looked at Chen Chao and said, "Although it's borrowed cultivation, it can compare to an ordinary Nepenthe martial artist."

As he spoke, he flicked his fingers slightly, and the shredded sea of clouds began to fluctuate violently.

The technique he had previously used was the Infatuation Daoist Temple's magic spell that was not passed down, which had extremely high requirements for cultivators. Ordinary cultivators could not possibly learn such secret arts. Only individuals who were as talented as him could discover the true meaning in those obscure incantations. It was not that the middle-aged daoist was conceited, even within the Infatuation Daoist Temple, even across the entire Dao society, it was impossible for there to be a second person who was more familiar with this secret art than him.

However, he had only displayed this secret method once since he started cultivating. What made it even more unbearable was that casting it this time, he still failed to achieve the desired result.

The middle-aged daoist said indifferently, "The divine officer, talisman officer, white tiger, and immortal attendants, are all part of a grand array. Under this grand array, I'm afraid there are not many cultivators who can break through."

Chen Chao remained silent. Right when the middle-aged daoist was saying this, the old qi within his body dissipated, and the conversion of qi completed. He took a step forward, striding through the sea of clouds, causing the entire world to tremble with the movement of this martial artist.

Seeing this scene, the middle-aged daoist remained unperturbed. He swept his sleeves, and strong winds gushed out from between the folds, dispersing the sea of clouds.

Chen Chao was bare-chested in the first place. At this moment, he merely had his hair flutter as the strong winds blew past.

The middle-aged daoist shook his head, and his fingertip suddenly turned as black as ink.

With a gentle point, the entire world began to change quietly.

Previously, when the girl made her move, the golden sand spilled from the pot, turning the entire valley into a dazzling golden hue. Now, as the middle-aged daoist swiped his finger, the entire world was cast into the shade.

This was one of Daoism's secret art, Dimming of Heaven and Earth.

Chen Chao paid no attention to the changing scenery around him; he merely took a step forward, only to find that his movements had become somewhat sluggish.

The mysteries of this magic spell were truly bizarre.

Furrowing his brows, Chen Chao hesitated no more. The qi within his body surged, and then he took a step out. The entire world which was like an ink painting, suddenly trembled violently, as if it was about to shatter at any moment.

A clear whistle emitted from the middle-aged daoist's mouth.

Countless sound waves rippled in the ink painting landscape like layers of waves in a mountain and water painting.

Chen Chao raised his head.

Martial artists could not cultivate magic spells, so there were no so-called magic spells to cast. Even encountering these things, they could only break through with force.

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A dazzling saber light appeared in the ink landscape. In just an instant, a crack appeared in the midst of it, followed closely by the figure of the young martial artist.

Ink seemed to be dripping from the broken saber in his hand.

The middle-aged daoist drifted backward.

As he retreated, a landscape of black and white completely faded, and the world returned to normal once again.

Chen Chao pursued closely, like a comet, drawing a long snow-white line between heaven and earth.

But facing this martial artist at the moment, he stood no chance at all.

Although he did not want to admit it at this moment, it was a fact that he had been suppressed by him all this while.

"What exactly is there below the cliff?!"

The middle-aged daoist's emotions fluctuated. As a prominent figure, he naturally had keen observational skills. Chen Chao's current state must be supported by something at the bottom.

Chen Chao sneered, "Your mother is down there!"

He swung the broken saber in his hand, chopping down heavily on the middle-aged daoist's shoulder.

Blood instantly bloomed there, like an extremely vivid flower in full bloom.

The daoist robe had long been damaged when resisting the oppression of heaven and earth earlier, and at this moment, compared to before, it had no defensive capability at all.

The middle-aged daoist's expression turned ugly.

In such close proximity to Chen Chao, he could fully feel the pressure that Chen Chao was exerting on him. That pressure did not come from Chen Chao himself, but from the aura within his body.

It was that aura that directly raised Chen Chao's realm to its current level, but that aura was not an ordinary one.

The middle-aged daoist sensed a power that made his heart palpitate.

What exactly was it?

He felt a little dazed.

In that moment of absentmindedness, Chen Chao's second strike fell, and the boundless saber light bloomed here, heading towards the middle-aged daoist's head.

If this strike could land on the middle-aged daoist's neck, he would undoubtedly die here.

Without a doubt.

But in the next moment, the middle-aged daoist's neck began to be covered in creeping vines, and his entire body turned into a piece of wood.

Chen Chao's saber cut through it with one slash.

The cut wood fell into the valley.

Chen Chao raised his head.

The middle-aged daoist was already nowhere to be seen.

"Not everything goes as you wish."

A voice suddenly rang in Chen Chao's ears!

A boundless aura instantly collided with Chen Chao's back.

The boundless qi surged, intending to destroy Chen Chao's body.

The middle-aged daoist's complexion turned pale, his eyes narrowed slightly. After all, he was an old daoist who had cultivated for many years and mastered countless daoist secret techniques. The current move was one of his techniques.

Unfortunately, Chen Chao also suddenly turned around. In front of the mighty qi, he thrust his blade into the middle-aged daoist's heart.

The middle-aged daoist was somewhat stunned, then dazed.

He could not figure out how Chen Chao still had the strength to deliver a strike at this moment.

Chen Chao pulled out the broken saber in his hand and thrust it in again, repeating this process bib0stio.

"To hell with your Infatuation Daoist Temple! If you want to kill Your Father, Your Father will kill you today! As for the rest, why should Your Father think so much!"