Nine Realms Sword Emperor
Chapter 245 - 246: Saint’s Self-Destruction (3rd Update) (Please Bookmark, Tip, and Recommend)

Chapter 245: Chapter 246: Saint’s Self-Destruction (3rd Update) (Please Bookmark, Tip, and Recommend)

"This divine beast," spoke Sheng Wu with no intention of challenging you. "I am merely pursuing this boy to this location. Please grant me the face to hand him over to me. I will leave immediately and not bother you any further."

Chu Heng, looking at the ancient dragon turtle, spoke calmly.

"Should the divine beast be willing, I am prepared to offer a hundred Demon Cores at the Wind realm to you."

Competing with such a divine beast, Chu Heng knew, was utterly impossible.

Despite the ancient dragon turtle having only recently advanced to the realm of Divine Power, the disparity in strength between them was immense.

The gap in their bloodlines was blatantly evident in a duel of the same realm, a fact that prompted him to propose such terms.

To beastly deities, Demon Cores could enhance their powers. A thousand Wind realm cores was indeed a significant offer, and under other circumstances, another divine beast might have accepted.

However, this ancient dragon turtle was Chu Fengmian’s servant, and under no condition would he forsake Chu Fengmian.

"Give you face? Just because you’re a little fellow? Even the founder of your Wusheng Academy, before this old one, is but a little fellow. What face do you have!" the ancient dragon turtle proclaimed arrogantly.

He had followed the Emperor of Fertility through countless battles. To him, all Martial Artists in the Wusheng realm were insignificant, even having witnessed the establishment of Wusheng Academy himself. Hearing Chu Heng’s words now naturally incited a derisive sneer.

"Ancient dragon turtle, do not waste words with this fellow. Slay him, I shall use his saintly essence blood to study the realm of Divine Power!" Chu Fengmian coldly addressed the dragon turtle beside him.

Chu Heng had pursued him for so long, and now it was time for him to pay the price.

"What? Ancient dragon turtle? You are the one who followed the Emperor of Fertility into battle?" Upon hearing Chu Fengmian’s words, Chu Heng suddenly realized the identity of the ancient dragon turtle.

In the Wusheng realm, he was the most ancient and powerful mystical creature, having once fought alongside the Emperor of Fertility.

Having just heard such a haughty tone directly answered Chu Heng’s questions.

The ancient dragon turtle was a legendary figure in numerous annals throughout the Wusheng realm, and hearing this name instilled a hint of fear in him.

Having heard of the ancient dragon turtle’s mighty exploits even as a child,

But Chu Heng quickly collected himself—no matter how ancient or powerful the legends painted the ancient dragon turtle, he had only just stepped into the realm of Divine Power; he too was a saint, and there was nothing to fear.

"Ancient dragon turtle if you insist on protecting this boy today, then I will slay him right before you!"

"Even you cannot save him!"

Chu Heng bellowed, as the Spiritual Power within him erupted violently, unleashing a ferocious attack. A fist so destructive, it seemed to rend the heavens and earth, aimed fiercely at Chu Fengmian.

"A little fellow, really think you can turn the tide?"

The ancient dragon turtle scoffed coldly. With a sweep of his hand, a giant wave of ten thousand meters surged up from the ocean. Within the towering wave, dragons formed from seawater roared and charged towards Chu Heng.

In these waters, the ancient dragon turtle was at his most formidable, able to command the ocean to fight for him.

"Thunderous booming!"

That destructive punch, under the fury of the waves, was disintegrated in an instant, and the power of the waves also smashed entirely onto the body of Saint Chu Heng.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The War God golden body behind Saint Chu Heng cracked and shattered completely in an instant, the backlash force made Saint Chu Heng spit out a large mouthful of fresh blood again.

Saint Chu Heng’s strength was already less than that of the ancient dragon tortoise, and he had previously been caught off guard by Chu Fengmian, sustaining some injuries, and now he was naturally far from being a match for the ancient dragon tortoise.

"Furious Sea Waves! Annihilate!"

Seizing the opportunity, the ancient dragon tortoise didn’t idle either, launching another attack right beneath Saint Chu Heng’s feet within the boundless ocean, a huge whirlpool suddenly appeared.

This whirlpool, with a surge of power crazily gushing upward, brought an endless amount of seawater, turning into a massive sea tornado, which swept up Saint Chu Heng in an instant, rendering him immobile.

"Damn it! Damn it! If I weren’t injured, if we were on land, you couldn’t possibly have trapped me!"

Saint Chu Heng roared madly; he was already injured, and fighting the ancient dragon tortoise in the ocean was what had led to such a miserable defeat.

He roared crazily, but it was now meaningless; within this sea tornado, he was completely unable to escape.

"Your saintly essence blood, the understanding of Space Law—Chu will take them all!"

Watching Saint Chu Heng trapped in the sea tornado unable to struggle, Sword Intent suddenly condensed on Chu Fengmian’s body, turning into a sky-swallowing giant serpent and swooping into the sea tornado, devouring Saint Chu Heng’s essence blood.

The more saintly essence blood devoured, the faster Chu Fengmian’s breakthrough into the realm of Divine Power would be, making it easier for him to comprehend the laws within; now that Saint Chu Heng was trapped, he certainly wouldn’t let him go.

"Damn it! Damn it! Damn it! How dare you devour my essence blood!"

Feeling his essence blood being continuously devoured, Saint Chu Heng went completely insane.

"Even if I die today, I will kill both of you! Destroy! Let everything be destroyed!"

Saint Chu Heng roared madly, and the Spiritual Power in his body began to crazily escalate.

An aura of destruction had already filled Chu Heng’s body, everything inside him was burning.

Essence blood, laws, domains, everything within Saint Chu Heng’s power was burning wildly.

"Not good, Young Master, this guy is going to self-destruct! Run!"

The ancient dragon tortoise saw this and his face changed drastically.

Destroying his body would cause an explosion powerful enough to kill even the ancient dragon tortoise.

This was truly a last resort; destroying his body meant even his soul would be obliterated—Saint Chu Heng was now prepared to sacrifice everything, aiming to kill Chu Fengmian even if it meant his own death, to relieve the hatred in his heart.

"Run!"

Chu Fengmian made a decisive call, no longer caring about absorbing the saintly essence blood; for if he died, it would truly be over.

Two beams of light fled rapidly towards the distance, but the power inside Saint Chu Heng’s body had already reached its limit.

"Die! Die together!"

"Boom!"

At this moment, it was as if everything in heaven and earth had been destroyed.

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