Chaotic Sword God Chapter 856: God Descends Again

Chapter 856: God Descends Again
The light in Nubis’s eyes flickered violently. He quickly flashed past Bi Yifei and the great elder of the Yiyuan sect, while his face bore a sternness he had never shown before. He growled, “Two Saint Kings. Kiddo Jian Chen, we’re screwed this time. We can’t flee.”
Jian Chen’s complexion also became extremely ugly. The Dragon Slaying Sword appeared in his hand immediately and his presence underwent an overwhelming change. He radiated with a soaring presence as if he was a drawn sword, already ready for a fight to the death.
Even though he clearly knew he was not the opponent for two Saint Kings, Jian Chen did not stand down.
Bi Yifei looked at Jian Chen with a sneer and said with disdain, “Jian Chen, with your mere strength as a Saint Ruler, you still want to fight with us? You overestimate yourself.”
“Jian Chen, I am a great elder of the Yiyuan sect, Ling Yuanzi. I do not want to harm you. All I hope for is that you can hand over the Winged Tiger God. As soon as I receive it, I will leave immediately and not cause you any trouble,” Ling Yuanzi spoke up too, hoping to convince Jian Chen to hand over the Winged Tiger God.
Currently, Jian Chen was extremely special. Even Ling Yuanzi himself did not want to offend Jian Chen unless he had too. Even when ignoring the fact that he was a member of the protector Changyang clan, he also had a connection with the Pure Heart Pavilion and most importantly, his sister was actually the holy maiden of the Arctic Ice God Hall. They were a force that the Yiyuan sect was extremely fearful of.
The Ice God Hall had existed for an extremely long time. Even in the age where the four supreme champions who had surpassed Saint Emperor appeared, no one knew just how long the Ice God Hall had existed. It was an extremely powerful force that even made the clans fearful in the ancient times; even though they had never interfered with the matters of the continent, their presence still functioned as an extremely great deterrent.
“It’ll be impossible if you want me to hand over the Winged Tiger God,” Jian Chen said coldly. He did not leave any grounds for negotiations.
Ling Yuanzi’s face darkened. “I’ve already given you a chance. If you still want to be so stubborn, I can only offend you.” Ling Yuanzi cut to the chase and immediately moved against Jian Chen. The Winged Tiger God was extremely important, connecting directly with the fate of the Tian Yuan Continent. He could not spare this even if he had to offend the Arctic Ice God Hall.
Ling Yuanzi grabbed at the air. With Ling Yuanzi’s powerful control over space as a Saint King, Jian Chen’s surroundings froze immediately and turned into something like extremely tough ice. It even began to produce crunching sounds.
Jian Chen and Nubis were both affected, immediately trapped there and immobilized.
Ling Yuanzi was very confident in his own strength. He did not believe that two mere Saint Rulers could break free from his imprisonment of space, even if one of them was a Ninth Heavenly Layer Saint Ruler.
“The Winged Tiger God is not on you—you must have found a spatial artifact that can store living organisms. The Winged Tiger God must be hiding in there. If that’s the case, allow me to look through your Space Ring,” Ling Yuanzi said
At this very moment, an aura of destruction exploded from Jian Chen. Surging Chaotic Force caused the space around him to tremble; he had actually broken free from Ling Yuanzi’s frozen space.
“How is this possible!? You’ve broken through my locked space with your strength- what- what is this power?” Ling Yuanzi became astounded and stared at the Chaotic Force that surrounded Jian Chen’s body in shock. He could feel weirdness and power from the Chaotic Force. It was a great force he had never seen before.
Jian Chen did not give Ling Yuanzi any time to react. The Dragon Slaying Sword shone brightly with a hazy light, stabbing toward Ling Yuanzi with lightning speed. The sword carried a devastating aura that quickly cut along the short distance.
“You dare to confine me, the great Nubis? So what if you’re a Saint King? Allow me to witness the strength of a human Saint King today.” Nubis also recovered his ability to move. He immediately cried out, throwing a fist that radiated with a blinding, golden light toward Ling Yuanzi.
Ling Yuanzi was still a Saint King after all. He may have found it extremely unexpected for two weaker people to break free of his frozen space but he did not become panic-stricken. With a wave of his hand, vast Saint Force surged from his body and instantly formed a wide shield before him.
As Jian Chen’s sword and Nubis’s fist collided with this shield a great rumble was immediately produced. Violent ripples of energy and terrifying winds swept through the surroundings, wreaking havoc, causing space to distort and the seas to surge.
Although Jian Chen’s Chaotic Force was very special, it was still not very pure in the end. It was only equivalent to a Seventh Heavenly Layer Saint Ruler. When both of their attacks struck Ling Yuanzi’s shield, it did not even budge, solidly receiving the attacks that were nearly their full power.
“Bloody hell, the disparity between Saint Ruler and Saint King is just too great. I can only handle First Heavenly Layer Saint Kings at most with my strength as a Ninth Heavenly Layer Saint Ruler. That old man’s beyond the First Heavenly Layer. I can’t do anything to him.” Nubis sent a mental message to Jian Chen, while the two of them were sent flying backward from the energy ripples.
“This Ling Yuanzi’s strength is too great. We can’t harm it at all even when we work together. Leave quickly. We need to reach the Sea race as fast as we can. Foreign Saint Kings won’t be able to enter their protective barrier,” Jian Chen replied to Nubis.
“I’ll take you as I flee. That way, my speed will be much greater.” Nubis did not hesitate at all. Without becoming wrapped up in the battle, he pulled Jian Chen as he used Spatial Force to flee into the distance. He traversed several dozen kilometers in the blink of an eye.
“Want to flee? Do you really think it’ll be that easy?” Bi Yifei sneered. He fused with the surrounding space and immediately disappeared with a step. When he reappeared, he had already covered several dozen kilometers, appearing before Jian Chen and Nubis. He blocked their path.
“If I let the two of you escape under my watch, what dignity would I still have left as a Saint King? Stay put.” A cold light flickered in Bi Yifei’s eyes. With a direct push of his palm, vast World Force condensed turbulently and formed an invisible, enraged dragon that rushed at the two of them.
The pair felt like they were struck viciously in the chest by a great mace. Even with their powerful bodies, they were unable to resist it. A mouthful of blood immediately spurted from Nubis’s mouth. He paled, already heavily injured.
Meanwhile, Jian Chen was slightly better off due to the protection of his golden silkmail. However, it was still painful for him. His organs were shaken up violently and blood surged about.
Both of them were sent flying far away. They only regained their stability after traveling over ten kilometers.
“Jian Chen, we can’t escape. What do we do?” Nubis’s complexion was downcast.
Jian Chen said nothing while a light flickered about in his eyes. After a short moment, he gritted his teeth and cried out, “Saint Kings really are powerful. Even when Nubis and I work together, we struggle to resist a single strike from you but you are not invincible. Today, I, Jian Chen, will use my strength as a Seventh Heavenly Layer Saint Ruler to heavily injure you two great Saint Kings or even directly slaughter the two of you.”
“Hahaha, Jian Chen, you’re a conceited, arrogant guy. I want to see how you can heavily injure two great Saint Kings with your strength as a Seventh Heavenly Layer Saint Ruler.” Bi Jian seemed to have heard the most hilarious joke in the world. He could not help but chuckle aloud, while his gaze toward Jian Chen was filled with disdain.
A smile of disdain also curled up on Ling Yuanzi’s face. “Jian Chen, since you’re so confident, then allow me to witness just what trump card you have to boast like this. Just what ability or technique do you have to threaten a Fifth Heavenly Layer Saint King?”
Bi Yifei also smiled in disdain; his gaze toward Jian Chen was as if he was looking at a joke. Even if a Seventh Heavenly Layer Saint Ruler cast a Saint Tier Battle Skill, all they could do was threaten Saint Kings of the First or Second Heavenly Layer. Both he and Ling Yuanzi were in the Fifth Heavenly Layer; they could look down on Seventh Heavenly Layer Saint Rulers completely. There were as weak as ants in their eyes.
Determination appeared in Jian Chen’s eyes. Without saying a word, he had already returned the Dragon Slaying Sword to his Space Ring. His two hands formed a seal before him and a strand of Radiant Saint Force origin energy immediately dispersed from his sea of consciousness. It formed an invisible energy that pervaded the surroundings as if they had fused.
Jian Chen slowly closed his eyes as he maintained the weird seal with his hands. He raised his head up high, directing the center of his eyebrows at the sky.
Suddenly, the light in the surroundings became brighter. The blue sky was enveloped by a layer of clouds with unknown origins; the clouds were snow-white and radiated with a dim light. It dyed the world snow-white—even the blue sea was dyed completely.
“I offer five hundred years of my life to cast the forbidden arte… God’s… Descent…” Jian Chen murmured with his eyes closed. He immediately felt the vitality in his body leak away quickly, combining with the arte that was charging up.
Even Jian Chen found it a little hard to endure losing five hundred years of vitality in one go. He immediately felt like he was out of power and extremely weak.
The arte that was charging in the sky began to take shape quickly after Jian Chen infused five hundred years of his life into it. The white clouds that enveloped the surrounding space glowed brightly, radiating with a blinding light. It completely outshone the sun and caused the entire world to be enveloped in a snow-white dye.
At that very moment, that white light seemed to be the only thing in the world.
“Crap, he’s casting the forbidden arte of Radiant Saint Masters, God’s Descent. God dammit, how did I forget that Jian Chen was a Radiant Saint Master too?” Ling Yuanzi paled in fright. He had finally become serious.
“This Jian Chen is actually a Class 7 Radiant Saint Master. The rumors say that Class 7 Radiant Saint Masters casting the God’s Descent is enough to threaten Sant Kings and he’s even used five hundred years of his life. This God’s Descent will definitely be terrifyingly powerful. We can’t let him cast it successfully. Interrupt it right now.” Bi Yifei’s previous calmness and confidence had also disappeared. His tone became rather hurried and he simultaneously attacked Jian Chen together with Ling Yuanzi. They hoped to interrupt the arte in its charging-up phase.