Extreme Spirit Chaos Technique

Of course, no one could answer Qing Lei, because this was not a true battle between Emperors at all...

"Brother!"

The Zhou Family’s Second Brother and the Third Son Zhou cried out in alarm. They each drew their weapons and charged at Mu Chen in a rage. The Second Brother reached Mu Chen first, his eyes wide with fury. With a swing of the cyan long-saber in his hand, a massive blade projection formed from Primordial Power came crashing down from the sky with a BOOM.

Mu Chen sensed the fluctuation of Primordial Power and turned to look, his pitch-black eyes devoid of emotion. He slowly raised his Dragon Arm, covered in Dragon Scales, to block above his head. Streaks of black lightning danced and flickered across his arm. From the looks of it, Mu Chen was completely ignoring the Second Brother’s attack.

Seeing Mu Chen’s reaction, the Second Brother’s face darkened. He sneered, "You’re courting death. I’ll show you the meaning of the word! Hah!"

With the Second Brother’s shout, the massive, fifty-meter-long blade projection suddenly surged, growing to over seventy meters! Before everyone’s terrified eyes, the giant blade projection slammed down onto Mu Chen’s arm, producing a metallic clang that shook the Azure Sky. After the sound faded, a huge shockwave of Primordial Power swept out with Mu Chen at its center. In the blink of an eye, it shattered the towering black pillar of fire, scattering it into small clusters of flames all over the Barrier.

Mu Chen’s body plummeted toward the ground from the force of the strike, crashing into the earth with a BOOM and kicking up a cloud of dust. The Third Son Zhou had now arrived beside his second brother, wielding a Dragon-Slaying Staff.

"Heh, not as tough as I thought. Let’s see how you like being on the receiving end!"

With that, the Third Son Zhou flexed his arms, channeling his potent Emperor Realm Primordial Power directly into his Dragon-Slaying Staff. He shot into the air, locking onto the rising Mu Chen and smashing the staff down with terrifying force.

"Chaotic Demon Staff Technique!"

The Third Son Zhou flicked his wrist, bringing the staff down hard on Mu Chen’s back. As if he didn’t even notice, Mu Chen was sent flying high into the air by the blow.

"Heh heh, this kid is just a paper tiger. He got hit by the very first strike of the Chaotic Demon Staff Technique." The Third Son Zhou finally relaxed. In his eyes, Mu Chen was just an Outsider who was all bark and no bite.

As Mu Chen ascended after being struck, he suddenly felt an incredibly strong Adhesive Force pulling him from below. Looking down from his perspective, he saw a powerful, vortex-like cyclone forming around the Third Son Zhou. The man’s arms were positioned to the left of his body, staff swung to the side, in what looked like a preparatory stance for a powerful swing.

"Chaotic Demon Staff Technique, Return-to-Go Staff!"

An ethereal shout rang out. With a SWISH, Mu Chen’s body was yanked back down by the immense Adhesive Force. A smirk appeared on the Third Son Zhou’s lips as he unleashed his long-charged Dragon-Slaying Staff with a BOOM, once again sending the returning Mu Chen flying. The momentum of the swing brought the Third Son Zhou back into that same preparatory stance, only this time on his right side.

Sure enough, it was the Return-to-Go Staff again. Mu Chen’s flying body was yanked back once more.

"BOOM!!"

Again and again, Mu Chen’s body was tossed back and forth in the air like a rubber ball. Taking advantage of this time, the Third Son Zhou flew to the edge of the giant crater. The flames had long since been extinguished. Just as he was about to step in to search for the Eldest of the Zhou Family, a burly figure wreathed in Primordial Power floated up from the crater. Nine dazzling purple Martial Rings displayed his identity.

"Brother, are you okay?"

The Eldest of the Zhou Family’s black robes had been completely burned away. He had changed into a set of fitted blue clothes. His standard, square-jawed face was filled with rage. Hearing the Third Son Zhou’s voice, he said grimly, "What could happen to me? It’ll be a few more years before a brat like him can seriously injure me. But if we let him grow for a few more years, we old-timers might be completely out of luck."

As he spoke, the Eldest of the Zhou Family’s brow furrowed. He heard the sounds of battle from above. Looking up, he saw the Third Son Zhou once again use the Chaotic Demon Staff Technique to send Mu Chen flying. But this time, the moment Mu Chen was thrown, a wicked arc appeared on his lips. The Eldest of the Zhou Family roared, "Third Brother, look out!!"

The Third Son Zhou was having a great time and paid no attention to his eldest brother’s warning. He wanted to use the same trick over and over until he had completely killed Mu Chen with the Chaotic Demon Staff Technique.

But what Mu Chen had lost in his transformation was his reason, not his Combat Techniques. On the contrary, with only his Combat Instinct remaining, his skills were even sharper than before. With a sinister laugh, just as he was being yanked back, Mu Chen suddenly shot out his black Dragon Claw. He clenched his fist in the air, and a massive Dragon Claw materialized from Primordial Power, seizing the Third Son Zhou, who was still frozen in his attack posture.

"Gyehehehe!"

A strange laugh escaped Mu Chen’s lips. A flash of killing intent glinted in his eyes. The Primordial Power in his body instantly swirled around his arm. Thunder and a Flame Vortex mingled as if synchronized. Rampant Thunder and scorching flames appeared simultaneously on the massive, materialized Dragon Claw.

CRACKLE! A dense barrage of lightning quickly spread over the Third Son Zhou’s body, enveloping him in an instant.

"AAAAAHHH!!"

Pain! Excruciating pain! The Third Son Zhou was caught in the recovery frames of his attack and had no defenses prepared. Mu Chen had struck him at that precise moment, not even giving him a chance to activate his Elemental Armor. He took the full force of the blow with his physical body.

"Heh heh, die!"

An indifferent voice came from Mu Chen’s mouth. He fiercely clenched his Scale Armor-covered hand. CLANG! With that gesture, the very space within the Barrier trembled. A powerful fluctuation of Primordial Power emanated from the materialized Thunder Flame Hand Claw—the prelude to an explosion!

"You beast! How dare you!"

The Eldest of the Zhou Family and the Second Brother stared with eyes wide with fury. As Martial Emperors, how could they not understand the Third Son’s current predicament? He had no Primordial Power protecting him. Judging from the attack Mu Chen was unleashing, even they would undoubtedly die if they tried to withstand it with only their physical bodies! Scene after scene of the four brothers together flashed through the Eldest’s mind, and a bloody light filled his pupils.

"Secret Technique—Blood Shadow Frenzy Kill!"

The only way to resolve this crisis was to kill Mu Chen quickly, causing his attack to dispel on its own. Therefore, the Eldest of the Zhou Family unleashed his full power in that instant. As a Ninth-Ring Martial Emperor, he performed his strongest Secret Technique. A monstrous wave of Primordial Power erupted from his body, and the sky within the Barrier suddenly turned blood-red. The Eldest of the Zhou Family clenched his fists, the Fist Stabs on them gleaming with an endless bloody light. As he charged forward, his figure split from one into two, two into four, and four into eight. In moments, the entire Barrier was filled with his clones.

Qin Garden watched this terrifying Secret Skill in astonishment and muttered, "This is bad. These clones... they’re all real!"

*GULP...*

Qing Lei swallowed hard. ’They’re all real... Hundreds of Martial Emperors attacking Mu Chen at once. No matter how powerful he is, his chances of survival are next to none!’

"Dean, what do we do? Brother Mu Chen...!"

Ye Shuangshuang and Little Tiger were completely panicked. Hundreds of Ninth-Ring Martial Emperors—the very thought was terrifying. No matter how much Mu Chen had shocked them in the past, they couldn’t believe he could escape this situation unscathed.

Qin Garden was caught in a dilemma. If she went to save Mu Chen, her chances of success were less than ten percent, and these children would be left in danger without her protection. But if she didn’t, and Mu Chen died, how would she ever explain it to Di Cang?

But just then, a single sentence from Mu Bingling stunned everyone. She had said, "He’ll be fine."

Sure enough, at that very moment, Mu Chen’s playful expression suddenly turned serious. To the astonishment of the Eldest and Second Zhou brothers, he relaxed his clenched fist. The Primordial Power Dragon Claw holding the Third Son Zhou vanished into thin air. The Third Son’s body slowly fell, grievously wounded after being ravaged by black Thunder and fire for so long. Even as a Sixth-Ring Martial Emperor, he was now covered in injuries.

Seeing the Third Son Zhou’s somewhat charred body, the fury in the Eldest of the Zhou Family’s eyes did not diminish in the slightest. He had obtained this Secret Technique from a Dark Attribute Martial Artist after leading his troops to annihilate a country. With this Combat Skill, even the strongest National Guardian Elder would suffer a considerable loss when fighting him. The reason was simple: upon activating the Secret Technique, all of his Primordial Power would be instantly divided into one hundred parts and given to all the clones. Even with his level as a Ninth-Ring Martial Emperor, with his power split a hundred ways, each portion still wielded might surpassing that of a First-Ring Martial Emperor.

In other words, the moment he used the Secret Technique, he possessed the power of a hundred Martial Emperor Strong Persons. For such a heaven-defying Secret Technique to be in the possession of a mere Dark Attribute Martial Artist in the Martial Spirit Realm was a reckless waste of a priceless treasure! That was why after obtaining this Secret Technique, he had not handed it over to the nation, but had kept it for himself.

"Hmph! Against my one hundred Martial Emperor clones, you don’t have a shred of hope for survival!"

The moment the Eldest of the Zhou Family’s voice fell, with a single thought, his hundred Martial Emperor clones rushed toward Mu Chen, looking as if they would tear him to shreds. But just as the clones were about to reach Mu Chen, a black, snake-like shadow shot out from his wrist with a SWISH. In an instant, it pierced through the ten foremost clones and coiled tightly around Mu Chen, protecting him.

When the black shadow dissipated, a pitch-black metal Locking Chain appeared before everyone. At the tip of the chain, two black Immortal Rings radiated an ultimate darkness. A Spiral Blade, shimmering with a diffused light, was locked firmly onto the Eldest of the Zhou Family’s true body, looking as if it could pierce through him at any moment.