975: 716 Mystic Sect’s Trump Card_2 975: 716 Mystic Sect’s Trump Card_2 In the Prehistoric World, Pangu reigned supre, an indisputable truth.
His power was naturally invincible; there might be those who could match him, but none could surpass him.
Even with the strong Emperor’s Qi of the Human King, Jiang Chen, wielding Pangu’s power, could shatter it.
If it had been before, even if Jiang Chen could manipulate Pangu’s power, he would not have been able to do so as effortlessly as he could today, commanding it as if it were his own limb.
But ever since the Taoist Mirror devoured the Innate All-Encompassing Pearl, Jiang Chen’s understanding of Pangu’s power skyrocketed, and he could now move it at will.
The Innate All-Encompassing Pearl was not just a simple fragnt of the Chaos Pearl; it was also a spirit treasure born together with the Twelve Ancestral Witches, containing their Tao.
Thus, after the Taoist Mirror devoured it, it not only replenished the Chaos Origin but also completed the inheritance of Pangu.
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“Seal!”
Jiang Chen had no intention of explaining to Huang Jiao the Great Immortal, simply urging Pangu’s power to transform into an eternal Great Ancient divine mountain and pressing down on him with a thunderous crash.
Divine Ability, Mount Buzhou Seal!
Ever since he saw the miniature Mount Buzhou at the end of the Ruined Land, Jiang Chen’s understanding of this divine ability deepened, and when he cast it, it truly seed to possess the power to suppress the past, present, and future.
“Mount Buzhou Seal!”
“Many in the Chaos World know this divine ability, but there are few who can refine it to the level you have.
If it were not for the limitations of your cultivation level, if you exerted this divine ability, maybe I would really be suppressed by you,” said Huang Jiao the Great Immortal.
“It’s a pity, what’s fake is fake; even if Fate gives you stronger powers, those are not your powers, and you cannot change your nature.”
Huang Jiao the Great Immortal’s voice echoed in the void.
It was a voice of the mind, the voice of the Tao, issuing from a divine thought.
It seed like he was being sentintal, but in truth, it contained a terrifying intent to kill.
Each character was like a Divine Sword ford innately, piercing straight towards Jiang Chen’s forehead, aiming to annihilate his True Spirit.
Word by word sharp as a blade, this was the case.
In a clash between masters, every single move was a lethal attack, even a seemingly light word contained extrely terrifying divine abilities.
In Jiang Chen’s Sea of Consciousness, vast palaces erged, ancient Heaven Court, countless divine palaces floating in the void, making his Sea of Consciousness appear like the Heavenly Realm.
As Huang Jiao the Great Immortal’s voice approached, after being weakened by the layers of Heaven Court, by the ti it reached the vicinity of Jiang Chen’s True Spirit, it had lost much of its power and was easily neutralized.
“Hmph, being defeated by soone relying on external powers only proves your incompetence,” retorted Jiang Chen.
It had to be admitted, Huang Jiao the Great Immortal made a valid point, the strength that was forcibly elevated through external forces indeed was not as reliable as strength earned through one’s own painstaking cultivation.
But what of it?
Jiang Chen was confident that even by borrowing external forces, he could still overwhelm his opponent.
Boom!
The Mount Buzhou pressed down, the Xuanyuan Cauldron shone brightly, connecting the power of heaven, earth, and mankind, as if rebuilding order, successfully dissolving the mount.
If Jiang Chen’s strength had co from his own cultivation, then with his Quasi-Saint Great Perfection cultivation, even if Huang Jiao the Great Immortal had the protection of the Xuanyuan Cauldron, he would still have difficulty bearing it and would be suppressed.
Unfortunately, Jiang Chen’s true cultivation level was rely at the second realm of Taoist Master, still a great distance from Quasi-Saint Great Perfection.
Therefore, this attack failed to achieve success and was easily blocked by Huang Jiao the Great Immortal.
“Using our clan’s treasures against us, the Mystic Sect really has co a long way!” Huang Jiao exclaid sarcastically.
Jiang Chen too was familiar with the art of sound killing, promptly utilizing the Confucian Heart-Probing Technique to retort to Huang Jiao the Great Immortal, aiming to shake his Taoist heart.
However, Huang Jiao was unmoved as the Xuanyuan Cauldron vibrated, sealing off everything and blocking all invading forces from reaching his body.
“Gaining possession of the Human King’s legendary treasures is a testant to the abilities of my Mystic Sect,” Huang Jiao the Great Immortal countered without wavering.
Jiang Chen’s expression turned sowhat unsightly.
It was not because of the other’s words but because he had secretly used a divine ability passed down by the Xuanyuan Human King while speaking, trying to retrieve the Cauldron.
However, the Cauldron remained unmoved, as if it had not heard his command.
This situation made Jiang Chen realize that the Xuanyuan Cauldrons were likely thoroughly refined by the Mystic Sect and had already separated from the Human Race, even from the control of their original owner.
This discovery made Jiang Chen’s mood very sour, as it indicated that the Xuanyuan Cauldrons were now completely at the disposal of the other side.
Retrieving them would not be a simple matter.
Whoosh…
HIs face darkened, Jiang Chen’s body suddenly moved forward, exerting the full extent of Pangu’s divine strength in a punch aid at the Xuanyuan Cauldrons.
Boom!
Sacred power erupted from Jiang Chen’s hands, shaking the Xuanyuan Cauldrons intensely.
They nearly were blasted away, almost breaking free from Huang Jiao’s side.
At the sa ti, waves of powerful backlash struck him.
Although Jiang Chen was not injured, they caused the Emperor’s Qi within his Sea of Consciousness to tremble continuously, even creating a tiny crack.
“Haha, Jiang Chen, did you really think our Mystic Sect’s sches could be imagined by you?
Did you think that our use of the supre Human Race treasure was rely to reincarnate as a born Human King?”
“You’re wrong, that is one of the goals, but more so, it’s to guard against you!”
“How does it feel, to be backlashed by the Emperor’s supre treasure?”
Huang Jiao burst out laughing, taunting Jiang Chen, seemingly noticing the anomaly in the Emperor’s Qi.
Knowing that Jiang Chen would beco a stumbling block, how could the experts of Mystic Sect be unprepared?
After he beca the Human King, Mystic Sect imdiately brought out the Xuanyuan Cauldrons, planning to use this treasure against him.
However, after Jiang Chen was suddenly injured, the Mystics Sect experts thought they wouldn’t need the treasure anymore and prepared to use it as a vessel, aiding a mber of the Mystic Sect to reincarnate as a born Human King.
What they had not anticipated was that Jiang Chen’s injury was feigned, and by a fluke, the Xuanyuan Cauldrons still beca a weapon against him.
Jiang Chen is the Human King, but this magic treasure is an Emperor’s supre relic.
By attacking it, he was challenging a higher power, and thus would imdiately suffer backlash.
The stronger the attack, the greater the backlash received.
The Emperor’s Qi cracking is a sign of suffering such backlash.
If Jiang Chen were to break the Xuanyuan Cauldrons with brute force, the resulting rebound would be enough to shatter his Human King’s Dao Fruit.
This is the price of bearing a Dao Fruit.
There are levels to the Dao Fruits, and within the sa series, higher-level Dao Fruits can greatly suppress those of a lower level.
No matter how powerful a duke’s influence can be, openly challenging an emperor’s majesty would result in being stripped of everything.
Although the relationship between the Emperor and the Human King is not exactly like that of an emperor and a duke, it is quite similar.
The Emperor’s authority overwhelmingly dominates the Human King!
“Haha, Jiang Chen, try punching it one more ti and see whether it’s the Xuanyuan Cauldrons or your Human King’s Dao Fruit that shatters first!”
Huang Jiao’s tone was sowhat arrogant.
With the Xuanyuan Cauldrons in his possession, he had an innate unbeatable position, naturally unafraid of Jiang Chen.
“The Mystic Sect is still the Mystic Sect, as difficult to deal with as I had imagined,” Jiang Chen comnted with an air of relief.
Indeed, he was relieved.
Honestly, his journey thus far had been too smooth, not at all like the Mystic Sect’s usual thods.
Jiang Chen considered his own strategies exceptional, yet they shouldn’t have completely overwheld the Mystic Sect.
The ease with which he had arrived before Huang Jiao gave Jiang Chen a sense of unreality, making him suspect that all the previous encounters had been a deliberate ruse by the Mystic Sect to lure him into a trap.
Otherwise, he couldn’t explain what had happened before; the Mystic Sect shouldn’t be this weak.
Even with the warnings from Empress Nuwa, and despite the constraints of the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors and many powerful Human Race fighters, they shouldn’t be this weak.
Now, with Huang Jiao speaking up, Jiang Chen understood the Mystic Sect’s true trump card—using the Emperor’s supre treasure to break his Human King’s Dao Fruit.
This was the Mystic Sect he knew; not making a move until it’s a killer blow.
The stronger the Mystic Sect appeared, the more Jiang Chen realized its strength, as that ant all their thods were put forth openly.
If the Mystic Sect seed weak, then Jiang Chen would instead feel fear, because all their thods would be lurking in the shadows.
The unknown is truly the most terrifying thing.
“I wonder which senior of the Mystic Sect ca up with this brutal tactic?
It’s really ruthless,” Jiang Chen said with a shake of his head, his tone full of helplessness.
The opponent’s plan was indeed vicious, forcing one into a dilemma—neither fighting nor retreating were good options.
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