Chapter 602 Wang Jian Dominates Three Protagonists In Battle

Chapter 602 Wang Jian Dominates Three Protagonists In Battle

A storm of confusion brewed within the hearts of Chu Yang, Chen Feng, and Lin Fei as they fled the Star Cloud Sect. Ba Rong'er's cold betrayal, the sudden power grab, and the forced confrontation with their fellow disciples left them bewildered.

"Why?" Lin Fei growled, frustration etched upon his face. "Why would Ba Rong'er turn against her own father, against the sect?"Follow the latest novels at novelhall.com

Chu Yang, normally a beacon of optimism, wore a grim expression. "And why capture us? We haven't wronged her in any way!"

Chen Feng, the strategist, shook his head, his face creased in thought. "This doesn't make sense. There has to be more to it."

Their musings were abruptly interrupted as a colossal war battleship materialized before them, filling the sky with its imposing presence. The insignia of the Heavenly Jade Pavilion glinted menacingly on its side.

From the open hatch emerged Wang Jian, his signature smirk plastered across his face. Arrogance oozed from him, a stark contrast to the urgency of their situation.

"Well, well, well," Wang Jian drawled, his voice dripping with amusement. "Look who it is. The three stooges who thought they could conquer the Astral Jade City. Seems your little adventure cut short, wouldn't you say?"

A collective gasp escaped the trio's lips. The sudden appearance of the Astral Jade City's leader, miles away from his city, was a sinister development they hadn't anticipated.

Before they could voice their questions, Wang Jian's tone turned icy. "You three have caused me quite a bit of trouble," he spat. "And trouble deserves... well, rest."

And before they could react further, Wang Jian unleashed his aura. The sheer power of it, far surpassing anything they had ever encountered, materialized around him like a tangible force. It felt like a celestial mountain had been placed upon their chests, crushing the very breath from their lungs.

Chu Yang, never one to back down from a challenge, roared in defiance. He unleashed the full power of the Celestial Harmony Technique, drawing upon his divine energy and fusing it with multiple elemental energies. A swirling vortex of light and power materialized around him, a testament to his peak Divine Tribulation Realm cultivation.

"Thunderclap of the Azure Dragon!" he roared, channeling the fury of the lightning element into a beam of crackling energy.

"Inferno of the Vermillion Bird!" he bellowed next, unleashing a scorching wave of fire that rivaled the sun's fury.

One by one, Chu Yang unleashed attacks that combined the power of his divine and spiritual energy, each one a testament to his mastery of the Celestial Harmony Technique.

Inside the Diamond Shell of the White Tiger, Chen Feng watched in horror. Their strongest attacks, thrown at Wang Jian with all their combined might, were effortlessly neutralized. Despair gnawed at him, but he refused to give up. "We can't give in!" he yelled at Chu Yang, channeling his remaining spiritual essence.

"I have an idea," Chu Yang responded, a determined glint in his eyes. "It's a risky one, but it's our only shot." He explained his plan in a flurry of whispered words. Chen Feng, his brow furrowed in concentration, nodded silently.

Taking a deep breath, Chu Yang deactivated the Diamond Shell. He then unleashed a series of seemingly random attacks – a bolt of pure divine energy, a hailstorm of ice shards, a flurry of wind blades.

These seemingly uncoordinated attacks served as a distraction. As Wang Jian effortlessly deflected them with his dark aura, Chen Feng seized the opportunity. With a burst of concentrated spiritual energy, he unleashed his ultimate technique – "Soul Severing Symphony."

This technique, a masterpiece of Chen Feng's creation, was a complex sonic attack that targeted the opponent's soul directly. It was a desperate gamble, as it could potentially backfire spectacularly on the user.

A melodious but unsettling music filled the void, an ethereal symphony that resonated within the very fabric of existence. Wang Jian, caught off guard by this unexpected attack, stumbled back slightly, a flicker of surprise crossing his face.

However, just as the Soul Severing Symphony began to penetrate his defenses, a chilling grin spread across Wang Jian's face. He raised his hand, and another dark technique materialized – the "Song of Oblivion."

This technique countered the Soul Severing Symphony, its corrupting melody weaving through the air, distorting and nullifying the ethereal music. Chen Feng, the user of the Soul Severing Symphony, coughed up a mouthful of blood, the backlash of his own technique amplified by Wang Jian's dark counter.

The dome protecting Chu Yang and Chen Feng flickered and shattered as Wang Jian directed his full power towards it. Chu Yang felt a searing pain as his defense crumbled, and he was flung backward, crashing into the shattered remains of the dome.

Lin Fei, seeing the condition of his two comrades faltered momentarily. But then, a primal roar erupted from Lin Fei's throat, echoing through the desolate emptiness of space.

The force of his yell momentarily disrupted the chilling melody of Wang Jian's "Song of Oblivion." His body, already transformed and radiating immense power from the Ancient Star Destroying Body Technique, began to undergo a further, forbidden transformation.

Runes that resembled constellations, shimmering with an ethereal silver light, etched themselves across Lin Fei's skin. His eyes, previously glowing fiery red, now burned with an otherworldly white light, cold and devoid of emotion.

A surge of unimaginable power coursed through Lin Fei's veins, threatening to tear him apart from within. This was the power of his Sacred Ancient Body, an inheritance passed down through generations, a power that only in desperate times and by sacrificing one's life force could be used.

From his back, two enormous, ethereal wings materialized, each resembling a celestial phoenix. These wings, however, were not composed of feathers, but of swirling orbs, each one containing a small galaxy in it, each radiating the faint light of a million stars.