Chapter 594: That All You Got, Chu Wangsun?

When a Son of Heaven was angry, millions died, and the blood ran for hundreds of kilometers.

When a sage was angry, the sky cowered, and the demons went into hiding to avoid their wrath.

Chu Wangsun was neither a Son of Heaven nor a sage, but he was born with a Saint’s Heart. That was why he conducted himself like a sage, respected the deeds of a sage, and nurtured the Qi of Greatness in his chest.

It was also why the wind scattered, the clouds crumbled, and the silhouette of a sage appeared in the sky when he was angry. Carrying a book in his hand, it looked both solemn and untouchable.

Chu Wangsun himself was surrounded by a cyclone of righteous qi. It ran like an endless river and shone like the morning sun itself.

At a distance, it was as if the sun itself had crashed against the ground. Blinding white light filled the world in an instant, and nothing could be seen except pure white. The only proof that the world hadn’t disappeared outright was the rumbling earth beneath one’s feet, and even then, everything except the earth was dissolving into ash or outright nothingness.

The evils were annihilated; the demons were fading away. At the center of the light was Chu Wangsun, and he was the morning sun that just crashed upon the world.

The person opposite him was, of course, the foolish evil and demon who dared to challenge the light.

The terrible outburst of righteous qi stripped away the attacker’s flesh and blood like the sun melted away ice and snow, but much, much faster. Their arm turned into skeleton in an instant, and even the white bones grew ashen and withered in no time at all.

But despite the fact that their arm had turned into charcoal, the attacker still did not let go of Chu Wangsun. In fact, the strength of their pull had not diminished in the slightest, leaving the scholar no choice but to fall into their embrace.

When Chu Wangsun was just three inches away from his opponent, the attacker suddenly pulled their right leg out of the ground and thrust his knee upward. Lift, bend, knee. The three actions were performed so smoothly they might as well be one.

There was nothing unusual or complicated about a knee strike, and yet Chu Wangsun’s heart fluttered against his will. The lift was as swift as a sudden hurricane, the bend was like a dragon getting ready to burst out of the abyss, and the knee was the dragon shooting through the air and piercing the nine heavens themselves.

Chu Wangsun dared not underestimate the attack. He immediately let go of the attacker’s right hand and brought his palm down on the rising knee.

The dragon sought to rise above the nine heavens?

Did they ask if the nine heavens agree?

The palm and the knee parted as soon as they made contact. Before the sound of impact could even begin, Chu Wangsun’s left hand was thrown up with enough force to shatter wind and clouds, whereas the attacker’s right leg fell to the ground even faster than when they raised it.

BOOM

As soon as the attacker’s right foot touched the soil, the ground within sixty meters of the duo abruptly shattered into pieces and collapsed.

The thunder was loud, and the lightning was no less fierce. At first glance, it seemed like the result of the clash was a stalemate. However, Chu Wangsun was frowning, and the attacker had broken into a grin.

The clash looked like it had ended in a stalemate, but in reality, it was Chu Wangsun who suffered a minor loss. It was because the knee strike had successfully thrown his left arm upward despite himself. His right arm was still caught by his opponent, and his left arm was currently suspended above his head.

This meant that he was completely open right now.

Chu Wangsun thought that this was exactly what his attacker was aiming for, and he was right. As soon as his guard was blown apart, the man’s right fist immediately withdrew an inch like a viper getting ready to pounce on its prey. It was just an inch, but it was enough for the fist to refresh its energies and accumulate its strength.

Then, the dragon soared.

A cyclone of righteous qi attempted to block the rising dragon’s path, but it kept climbing like a koi climbing a waterfall. Neither wind nor wave could stop its ascent. It crushed them all.

The righteous qi cleaved his fist in half as a result.

Chu Wangsun’s response toward the dragon that was soaring straight for his face was to open his mouth and blow out a puff of bright, shiny air.

The puff of air wasn’t as vast or sharp as the righteous qi surrounding Chu Wangsun, but it was as clear as the moon and as bright as the stars. It was neutral, warm, and soothing.

The puff of air clashed against the rising dragon, and it looked like the outcome was obvious. The air was weak, and the dragon was strong. The dragon should have blown away the air like a tree crashing on top of an ant.

In reality, it was the dragon who lost. Not only that, it was cleaved in half without any resistance.

“I have a puff of air that slays rising dragons. Hence, its name is Dragon Slayer.”

The “rising dragon” wasn’t actually a dragon, of course. The “Dragon Slayer” wasn’t actually meant to slay a true dragon either. The “dragon” in its name was an allusion to a person’s arm.

Half of the attacker’s arm was gone just like that. It started from the palm and ended at the shoulder. It was a horrific sight.

It also looked like Chu Wangsun had won the war.

Then, the attacker did something Chu Wangsun wasn’t expecting at all. They leaned forward and abruptly headbutted him.

Chu Wangsun had never been put in a position where such a crude and bruttish method could work against him. So, he took the headbutt head—or more accurately,

nose

on.

Chu Wangsun wasn’t a body-tempering warrior either. Although his body was definitely stronger than your average Half-Step Grandmaster, it was still incomparable to a body-tempering warrior of the same cultivation level. Not only that, his opponent had aimed at his nose and eyes; both the weakest spots on his face. Naturally, his nose was shattered like glass, tears and snot streamed down his face, and stars flew circles around his head.

Before he could react, the alarm bells in his head rang louder and faster than ever before. He saw the man spitting out a jet of purple flames from his mouth.

As soon as the purple flame appeared, the surrounding space warped and smelled like ash. The dazzling light was dyed purple in an instant.

Purple intent filled the air, and scorching heat burned the sky.

The flame looked puny, but it was more potent than even the righteous qi surrounding Chu Wangsun.

The Purple Sun Trueflame?!

The thought flashed through Chu Wangsun’s head as he attempted to spit out his brilliant puff of air once more.

He just slayed a dragon earlier. He did not mind piercing a purple sun as a bonus.

Unfortunately, he was too late. They were mere inches away from one another after all. His “Dragon Slayer” had just reached his lips when the Purple Sun Trueflame closed the distance completely, not to mention that his right hand was still caught in a death grip. There was nowhere he could run, nowhere he could hide.

The Purple Sun Trueflame enveloped his head completely.

The powerful flame burned through Chu Wangsun’s flesh and blood in just the blink of an eye. At that monster, he looked like a monster masquerading as a human.

The purple flames failed to burn through Chu Wangsun’s eyes, however. It shone as brilliant, cold, and heartless as the moon itself.

The next moment, a sun appeared in Chu Wangsun’s left eye, and the moon in his right. The sun was rising, and the moon was falling.

The sun and moon had traded places for eons before, never to appear at the same time for too long, and it would continue for eons more. The world wept at the eternal, never-changing cycle.

The next moment, the sun and moon seemingly crossed through the eternal river of time and space and appeared in the attacker’s mind.

The technique was a Magia, a mental offensive-type Magia to be exact. Its name was “Eternal Sorrow”, and it was meant to allude to the eternal cycle of sun and moon. It could wither one’s mind as if eons had passed in an instant and wipe out their Yin God’s consciousness.

He wanted to know who the mastermind was, but now, he just wanted his foe to die.

Why? The answer was simple. He had never looked this bad in his life, nor so angry. That was why he didn’t hold back any longer. He was going to wipe out his foe’s mind and consciousness directly.

However, a sudden grunt escaped Chu Wangsun’s lips, and the sun and moon in his eyes abruptly shattered into pieces. Blood streamed down the corner of his eyes as he staggered away from his foe.

His foe looked just as bad. Actually, no, they looked worse. Blood was streaming down from every orifice, and they stumbled backward like they were drunk. Their eyes were blank and unfocused, and they looked like they might collapse on the ground and die at any moment.

They didn’t though. After backing a dozen or so steps from Chu Wangsun, they caught themselves and stared straight at Chu Wangsun.

Just when Chu Wangsun thought his opponent would resume the assault, their mouth slowly spread into a wide, toothy grin.

“Hahaha... That all you got, Chu Wangsun?”

Chu Wangsun could only watch in astonishment as the attacker abruptly dashed toward the distance.