Chapter 510 – Stalemate

Chapter 510 – Stalemate

Chla!

The space shattered as Feng Baiyu's saber slashed down with increasing ferocity, his aura intensifying with each strike.

The Divine Nascent realm blood demon roared furiously, unleashing a terrifying aura and launching a full-scale assault. The demon unleashed terrifying martial skills. A blood-colored halberd appeared in the sky, emanating a terrifying light, and rushed toward Feng Baiyu.

Feng Baiyu remained calm like a mountain and slashed multiple times, unleashing several streaks of saber qi.

Those terrifying saber qi instantly shattered the halberd with unrivaled might.

Bang!

Another strike followed, sending the Divine Nascent realm blood demon's skinny figure hurtling through the air, crashing through a section of the storm of desolation.

Seeing his ally thrown off balance by Feng Baiyu's onslaught, the expression of the Divine Nascent realm blood demon battling Yun Tu darkened momentarily, creating an opening in his defense.

Seizing the opportunity, Yun Tu unleashed a devastating palm strike as his cultivation surged. The sound of tendons snapping and bones breaking rang out, and the other demon also followed in the footsteps of his ally.

“Damn it!”

“Curses!”

The two Divine Nascent realm blood demons steadied themselves, spewing blood from their mouths. They looked to be in a sorry state as they stared viciously at Feng Baiyu and Yun Tu.

Although the two were injured, it wasn’t anything life-threatening, and their foundations were still unharmed.

The two had planned on dragging things out until the battle below ended. They would rely on their numerical advantage to kill all their disciples and elders, which would be the same as wiping out the Spring Autumn Sect.

Killing Feng Baiyu and Yun Tu was never part of their plan.

After all, the life force of those in the Divine Nascent realm was very powerful, and both sides were equally matched. Killing them would be a tall task.

If Feng Baiyu and Yun Tu were the only ones left alive, they would be like commanders without an army. The Spring Autumn Sect would only exist in name, and they would have achieved their objective.

Chen Fan materialized a gigantic golden seal in his hand and slammed it forward, destroying Young Master Xue Jia’s terrifying bloody light.

“Hmph, a big talker, aren’t you? Whatever, I have played with you enough; time to end this. I shall end your life and bring your legend to an end!” Young Master Xue Jia roared furiously, his voice shaking the universe. With unparalleled momentum, he raised his ax high, which emitted a bloody light. A towering sea of blood covered the sky, looking very terrifying.

It was like an invincible aura.

The aura suppressed Chen Fan, and the flow of his true primeval became a little rough. He remained calm and resolute. With a furious roar, he activated his divine art.

The Heaven Seizing Furnace operated at full capacity, refining blood demon cores into pure essence, making Chen Fan’s aura surge violently.

“Break!” He stabbed his spear out violently, shaking the lands and mountains. The heavens collapsed, and large areas of air were vaporized.

Boom!

Chen Fan destroyed Young Master Xue Jia’s attack with one spear, an utterly shocking display of power. Young Master Xue Jia had unleashed his full strength, hoping to overwhelm him quickly and crush him under a relentless onslaught. Yet, he shattered the demon’s attack in an instant.

“How is this possible? How could your strength increase so much?” Young Master Xue Jia roared furiously, his tone filled with shock.

He realized that Chen Fan’s strength had skyrocketed.

Chen Fan was no match for him; suddenly, he received a huge boost in strength as if he had ignited his life force, fighting him as an equal.

“Hmph, my methods aren’t something a demon like you could ever imagine. Go to hell!” Chen Fan smiled coldly, not relenting. Wielding his spear, he stepped across the space, heading for Young Master Xue Jia. Thrusting his arm forward, he stabbed out violently with earth-shattering strength.

Chen Fan was at the late stage of the eighth level, but his accumulation was very deep. Had he wanted, he could have advanced to the ninth level before the war broke out.

Now that a huge battle had erupted, and the Spring Autumn Sect was in a critical situation, someone needed to step forward and break this balance. He had no choice but to refine blood demon cores madly while fighting.

His cultivation had advanced again, reaching the peak of his current level.

At his level, the slightest progress in cultivation would bring about a drastic improvement in his combat strength. With his cultivation improving significantly, the huge gap in strength between him and Young Master Xue Jia closed.

A sacred light erupted from Chen Fan. His flesh and blood produced the hissing sounds of dragon-elephants. From a distance, he resembled a war deity, standing resolute between heaven and earth—an unmatched presence exuding calmness and determination.