Chapter 455: A Prison of Space and Flame
"Wan’er, you’re up." Jiang Chen’s thought surged out. Shangguan Ning’s soul slipped back, making room for Nangong Wan to take the lead.
Against someone like Chao Xin—a true Void Tribulation realm powerhouse with terrifying skill—it was the safer move.
"Consider it done." Nangong Wan’s soul flared as she wove the profound patterns of the Space Dao. "Crimson Feathers Void Killing Prison!"
Space itself shuddered. For hundreds of thousands of miles, the world turned a blazing crimson.
The air twisted into strange shapes, vast scarlet feathers spreading like velvet wings. Countless crimson plumes filled the heavens, heavy yet drifting slowly as they fell.
"What is this!? The complete Dao of Space? Impossible! How could someone in the Nirvana Cleansing realm grasp it all?" Chao Xin’s skeletal head nearly split apart from the shock.
Everyone knew only a handful in the Void Tribulation realm had ever mastered the full Dao of Space. Most barely touched fragments of it.
His own command of space was shallow at best. To be confronted with its complete form left him reeling.
In Chao Xin’s eyes, Jiang Chen now looked like a Peak-stage Void Tribulation realm powerhouse—maybe even stronger—someone who must have fallen in realm for reasons he couldn’t imagine.
At that moment, Nangong Wan’s secret art reached its peak. "Die!"
The vast stretch of crimson feathers warped and twisted across hundreds of thousands of miles. With a single thought, she sent them all crashing down on Chao Xin.
The scarlet blades swept in like an army of heavenly sabers, relentless and merciless.
"No—! Fellow Daoist, wait! I admit my mistake, please—spare me!" Terror gripped Chao Xin’s plea, his words tumbling out in desperation.
Chao Xin truly regretted crossing Jiang Chen. Shock and bitterness gnawed at him—this disaster felt worse than even the great war ten million years ago.
But it was far too late for regret.
"Hmph. Now you want to talk?" Jiang Chen met his terrified gaze, a cold sneer flashing in his eyes.
The storm of crimson feathers crashed down on Chao Xin’s skeletal frame.
Each impact tore open dreadful spatial ripples that froze the breath in one’s chest and gnawed at the soul.
Black, lightning-like cracks split across the crimson tide, spreading for hundreds of thousands of miles until the world itself looked on the verge of ending.
"AAAGH! Then I’ll fight you to the end! Obsidian Self-Destruction Art!" Chao Xin roared, knowing there was no escape—only death.
He refused to die quietly. Enduring the searing pain, he forced his Obsidian Undying Body to resist the storm of crimson feathers and unleashed his final technique.
Cracks split across his dark skeleton, every bone carved with deep fissures. From within, strange gray-blue energy burst out, twisting into a devouring flame that wrapped around him.
His figure burned like a living torch, flaring with the power of an Early-stage Void Tribulation realm cultivator.
"Then let’s die together! To drag down one who has mastered the complete Dao of Space—what regrets could I have!?" His roar shook the heavens.
His right arm warped into a long blade. Pushing through the rain of crimson feathers, he hurled himself at Jiang Chen in a reckless charge.
This guy can still draw out even more power!
Jiang Chen’s eyes narrowed, and he instantly unleashed his dragon-human hybrid form.A thunderous boom shook the battlefield as Chao Xin, his skeletal frame on the verge of collapse, lunged forward. His bladed arm cleaved down in a savage arc.
The strike unleashed shockwaves that tore through hundreds of thousands of miles, leaving only dust and vapor in their path.
At the center, Jiang Chen stood his ground in his towering hybrid form.
In his hands, the Silver Immortal Sword and the Luminous Heavenly Fury Blade crossed together, meeting Chao Xin’s blade-arm head on.
But the weapon Chao Xin had forged from his Obsidian Undying Body carried unnatural force.
The Luminous Heavenly Fury Blade, only an upper-grade Nirvana Peering-level immortal tool, shattered on the spot.
The Silver Immortal Sword held, but barely—cracks crawled across its surface, and the faint spirit within let out a mournful cry.
"Hahaha!" Chao Xin let out a ghastly laugh as Jiang Chen’s blade shattered. Pouring the last of his strength into a vicious thrust, he howled, "Die with me, you worm!"
Glazed Passage Space Travel! Nine-Pointed Radiant Star Ring!
Space power surged through Jiang Chen, his body taking on a glass-like sheen as his speed exploded. With the Nine-Pointed Radiant Star Ring amplifying him, he moved faster than even an Early-stage Void Tribulation realm cultivator could hope to follow.
His figure blurred, vanishing from Chao Xin’s strike in less than a heartbeat.
"What—!?" Chao Xin’s blade cut only empty air. His lunge threw him off balance, nearly sending him crashing into the ground.
By the time he steadied himself, Jiang Chen was already hundreds of thousands of miles away.
"To run? The height of cowardice!" Chao Xin roared, his fury shaking his skeletal frame until it nearly came apart.
Regaining his balance, he hurled himself after Jiang Chen, murderous intent locked on target.
But just as he closed in, Jiang Chen stopped and spun, arms spread wide.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Scarlet flames erupted in a storm, blotting out the heavens. It was the Burning World Raging Flames unleashed at full power.
Inside the inferno, faint glowing lines took shape, weaving together into a cage around Chao Xin.
The Deadly Void Prison—complete at last.
A thunderous crash rang out as Chao Xin slammed into the invisible wall and was hurled back with brutal force.
Bind! Jiang Chen’s will snapped, and thin threads of spatial energy wrapped themselves around Chao Xin.
Break! Open! Chao Xin fought back at once, forcing his own grasp of space against the Deadly Void Prison. But his skill was shallow—nowhere near enough to tear free.
Jiang Chen struck before he could try again. Burning World Raging Flames—let’s see you endure this.
Scarlet fire raged into the prison, filling every corner until it swallowed Chao Xin whole.
"AAAGH!" His scream tore through the inferno.
Even then, he refused to submit. Around his charred frame, shimmering lights flickered into being—phantoms of the many Daos he had once grasped, straining to shield him.
Chao Xin had always believed Jiang Chen to be a fallen Void Tribulation powerhouse, someone whose grasp of the Great Dao far outstripped his own. Because of that, he’d never dared pit Dao against Dao—it would have been pointless.
But desperation left him no choice.
Dozens of Great Dao forces wrapped around his skeletal frame, weaving together into a shield.
For a moment, their combined strength managed to hold back the raging flames of the Burning World Red Lotus.
So, you can block it after all. A cold smile tugged at Jiang Chen’s lips, not the least bit concerned by what he saw.