dognovel Chapter 773: Lan Qiao
Chapter 773: Lan Qiao
The old woman's desire to pass on the tradition is indeed reasonable.
Chen Futu sneered, "If you can't beat them, you resort to appeasement. If you really wanted to talk, you wouldn't have attacked me together just now. You clearly wanted to kill me."
“Your Majesty, you are mistaken. We lost our composure in our haste. As you can see, we are old and frail. If we cannot break through, our days are numbered,” the old woman continued.
Chen Futu did not answer, but instead mocked Blood Fiend Ancestor, "Old ghost, you were so eager to step into the Great Emperor realm before, because you wanted to seize the Martial God's inheritance and comprehend the realm of gods in one fell swoop. In the end, your wishful thinking failed. You are really a clown."
How dare you insult this old man!
The Blood Fiend Ancestor was so angry that his liver hurt.
He did find an opportunity to temporarily break through to the Great Emperor level, hoping to seize the divine weapon and obtain the inheritance in one fell swoop. However, the divine weapon's defense was so strong that he broke through for nothing and gained no benefit at all.
"I'm not going to waste words with you. If you want the inheritance, then come at me all at once."
Chen Futu beckoned with his finger, and a group of emperors looked at each other. Except for the Heavenly Gate Ancestor, all the others stepped forward.
With the opportunity so close, no one was willing to give it up.
So what if they are supreme emperors? The six emperors joining forces might still be able to put up a fight!
The scene of six emperors surrounding him was extremely shocking. An ordinary emperor would have been scared off long ago, but Chen Futu would not care about such a threat.
"Let's attack together and seize the divine weapon and its legacy!"
The six emperors collectively pressed forward.
Chen Futu smiled slightly, and the Heavenly Sword in his palm suddenly split into thousands of forms, like a dense river of swords surging outwards.
"Imperial Law, All Swords Return to Their Origin."
The overwhelming power of the sixth move of the Great Heavenly Sword Technique was displayed without reservation by the Sword Supreme Emperor.
An endless river of swords swept through, and the emperors in its path were all bleeding profusely, completely unable to stop it.
That wasn't all. Chen Futu unleashed another attack, "Emperor's Seal Technique, Overturning Mountains and Filling Seas."
With his current combat power, Chen Futu no longer needs to rely on the Imperial Seal to unleash the Emperor's Seal Technique; six dragon seals, each the size of a small mountain, are now suppressing him.
The emperors, their eyes blazing with fury, frantically tried to defend themselves against the attack.
Of the six, Iron-Headed Monk and Blood Fiend Ancestor failed to block the Dragon Seal and were suppressed into the wasteland. Their blood and qi spread out, causing the onlookers to tremble with fear.
"Too, too strong!"
"One against six, instantly killing two Great Emperors, while the other four barely managed to hold them off. Is this the power of the ultimate path?"
Lan Qiao'er and the others were stunned by the scene.
I've never heard of an Extreme Dao Emperor as powerful as this. An ordinary Extreme Dao Emperor can at most deal with three ordinary Emperors, but Chen Futu is different. He beat up six Emperors all by himself.
"It's not over yet, Nine Revolutions Divine Dragon Jade, Dragon Soul."
Chen Futu's blood energy is the blood of the ancestral dragon, surpassing the divine grade. Its suppressive effect on ordinary bloodlines is very obvious. Surprisingly, the dragon soul affected the Empress of Biyue Palace and the old king, but the old woman and the middle-aged emperor beside her were not affected much.
Chen Futu was slightly taken aback. "The bloodline of the Haiyuan clan is of a very high grade, probably divine grade, otherwise they would not be able to withstand the dual influence of the dragon soul on their bloodline and will."
"Your Majesty, this is going too far!"
The old woman and the middle-aged emperor shattered the dragon seal, and then joined forces to unleash a phantom of a Kunpeng, a forbidden divine-grade killing technique. Lan Qiao'er had previously demonstrated considerable power with it, but now, with the two emperors working together, its killing power was unimaginable.
A colossal phantom of a Kunpeng leaped out from beneath the wasteland, completely engulfing the area and subtly locking down the space, leaving Chen Futu with nowhere to go.
"I will never back down. The Great Path of Power, the Ancestral Dragon Fist!"
Chen Futu was finally able to unleash this move. He hadn't had enough of fighting the Styx Ancestor last time, so this time he used the Extreme Dao Domain to drive the Great Dao of Power. The surging Ancestral Dragon Blood Qi condensed and compressed into a mottled and desolate dark yellow fist, which was then thrown towards the Kunpeng phantom.
Boom!
The collision of the two created a devastating shockwave that suddenly engulfed the space within a radius of more than ten kilometers, forming an extremely exaggerated, pitch-black void.
The phantom of the Kunpeng was shattered, and the old woman and the middle-aged emperor were sent flying backward, their bodies and faces covered with dense wounds.
"No!"
Lan Qiao'er and Lan Minghao screamed in alarm, filled with fear and unease.
The Emperor's blood was spilled across the abyss, so thick it could not be dissolved.
Chen Futu's punch possessed unfathomable power; it was a special power rule, an aura that did not belong to this world.
They were of course unaware that Chen Futu's Great Dao of Power originated from a wisp of incense essence from Lady Pingxin.
This is after being diluted countless times; if it were the complete Great Dao of Power, the entire spacetime would be shattered by a single punch.
"Unforgivable! The shameless sea creatures cannot be insulted!"
The old woman's shock and anger reached their peak; she refused to give up and was determined to fight to the death.
Such madness sent chills down the spines of the emperors present. The ultimate sublimation represented living in the face of death; if she didn't kill Chen Futu and reclaim the inheritance, she would die.
Seeing this, the middle-aged emperor of the Sea Abyss also wanted to step in, but was stopped by the old woman. The Southern Sea Abyss could not be without an emperor in charge. She could die, because her days were numbered anyway.
"It's not like..."
Iron-Headed Monk, dragging his wounded body, dared not fight any longer.
The Empress of Biyue Palace also chose to withdraw, fearing that the Great Battle of the Extreme Paths was about to begin, and she did not want to be implicated.
Blood Fiend Ancestor did not enter the arena because he had entered the realm of the Great Emperor, which increased his lifespan. He did not want to really fight to the death, especially since he was facing Chen Futu.
"A desperate battle? Interesting."
Chen Futu stood calmly with his arms crossed, waiting for the old woman to complete her ultimate ascension.
To everyone's astonishment, the old woman was covered in blue flames and began to look younger at a visible speed. Her once withered skin became moist and shiny, and her white hair became smooth and lustrous.
In just a few breaths, the old woman, who was on the verge of death, transformed into a stunning beauty, like another Blue Emperor, sexy and aloof, completely unrecognizable from her previous appearance as a withered tree.
At this moment, her aura was much stronger than Lan Xinyu's. After all, she was a Great Emperor who had been elevated by the Wuwang Sea Clan. With a profound foundation, she had already entered the realm of the ultimate path. It was the aura of endless water, vast and far-reaching.
Chen Futu remained calm as he sized up the woman. "Your Majesty, state your name."
"Lan Qiao".
"As you wish, fellow Daoist, please."
Chen Futu did not use the Dragon Sparrow, because the material of the Dragon Sparrow had reached the level of a divine weapon. Using the Dragon Sparrow to fight would be unfair. He faced Lan Qiao head-on with only his fists.
Lan Qiao did not retreat a single step; her beautiful face was particularly resolute, causing the massive, seemingly unseen, surging tide to press forward.
"kill!"
This battle between the extremes was quite shocking. The waves formed a waterspout that shuttled through the spatial barrier. The battle between Chen Futu and Lan Qiao was not limited to the sky, but also to the spatial turbulence.
The two formed the ocean world and the world of the ancestral dragon's blood respectively, and fought and clashed with each other.
Lan Qiao wielded the gentle yet fierce nature of water to an unparalleled degree, making even Chen Futu, with his current combat strength, feel troubled.