Fei Qi

Chapter 482 The Oil Runs Dry

"She's right, that former apostle was incredibly strong. If he uses you as leverage after you get out, Duan Chen will be restricted in his actions."

Qin Youran shook her head.

"Duan Chen and Niya will be fine."

"How do you know?"

"I can see it."

Qin Nanyuan's face lit up. "Sister Youran, has your ability activated?"

Qin Youran nodded. "I saw a pink star. That star can save Duan Chen and Niya. They will be alright."

These words were like a shot of reassurance. The group no longer stirred and waited in silence.

Peach Blossom Pool.

Chu Yue sat by the pool, quietly watching the fight between Duan Chen and Zhao Nan in the water.

"Tsk... that trash is really troublesome."

"Looking at that kid again?"

The old woman walked past her, giving her a glare.

"Oh, Grandma... just let me go out."

"That place is too dirty. You're not allowed."

The old woman's tone was unmistakable. Chu Yue pouted in frustration.

Damn it, if she were there, how could she allow that trash to touch Duan Chen? She would have swatted him dead with one palm!

It was just a shame that with the mountains so high and the emperor so far away, all she could do now was provide energy support. The rest depended on Duan Chen himself.

Seeing this, the old woman sighed helplessly.

"You must understand, no matter who you meet in this life, or what identity you gain, the one who always comes first is the Saintess of Peach Blossom Pool."

"You must understand your mission."

Chu Yue didn't complain. Instead, she nodded seriously.

"Grandma, I understand. I won't leave. Not even he can stop me from fulfilling my mission."

The old woman smiled and nodded at her words.

"Very well, I can reluctantly agree to your relationship with that boy."

Chu Yue chuckled.

...

"Bang!"

Another clash. Zhao Nan's energy seemed inexhaustible. Duan Chen, relying on Chu Yue, could barely contend with him. As for Niya, his internal energy was dwindling. Each exchange only provided a small amount of assistance to Duan Chen.

"Niya, take a break!"

"Can you handle it alone?"

"No problem!"

Duan Chen didn't want to continue this drawn-out battle. He had to end it quickly!

"Your spiritual energy shouldn't be this abundant!"

Zhao Nan vaguely felt something was amiss. He was using the barrier's energy, and even so, he was starting to struggle. In contrast, Duan Chen, apart from being a bit breathless, looked radiant, as if he had barely expended any spiritual energy.

In reality, every trump card Duan Chen used consumed a vast amount of spiritual energy!

Chu Yue's energy was practically boundless!

He took a deep breath and closed his eyes.

Not good, he's going to use that move!

The Death Sight had given Zhao Nan significant psychological trauma. From the beginning of the fight, he had been wary of this move. As Duan Chen closed his eyes, Zhao Nan didn't hesitate and charged forward, attempting to interrupt him.

"Petrifying Eye!"

"Wh—?"

Zhao Nan hadn't expected Duan Chen to use this move first.

He widened his eyes, feeling his movements gradually slow. Stone began to creep up his limbs.

"No—!"

Zhao Nan gritted his teeth until they ached. He stared intensely, channeling his energy desperately.

"Crack!"

Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, he heard Duan Chen say again.

"Death Sight!"

"Eye of Clairvoyance!"

Three eyes opened in unison!

Zhao Nan's eyes were filled with utter shock!

Tears of blood streamed from Duan Chen's eyes. The searing pain in his internal organs almost made him collapse. Even when facing Apostle No. 07 last time, he hadn't felt such pain.

Duan Chen forced himself to maintain consciousness.

In his vision, a lotus imprint bloomed!

"Hum!"

Duan Chen was slightly surprised. This time, when using Death Sight, he didn't feel that sense of overlooking all beings or the urge to destroy everything. All he saw were the few lines on Zhao Nan's body.

This was the influence of Chu Yue's power. She knew that if Duan Chen used Death Sight too frequently, negative thoughts would arise. She directly curbed the power of Death Sight and removed that negative influence.

"Damn it—!"

"It's over!"

Duan Chen's voice was icy cold.

"Sequence 016: [Fey Law!]"

Whoosh!

A golden light streaked across and struck Zhao Nan near his tailbone.

"Splurt—"

Zhao Nan suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood and fell stiffly to the ground.

He wasn't dead yet. Duan Chen noticed he was still clinging to life.

"I'll do it."

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Duan Chen remembered Chu Yue's instructions. He transformed the Thousand Illusions Pandora into a long saber and severed Zhao Nan's arms.

Niya, Galot: ???

What was the point of that action?

Duan Chen reverently placed Zhao Nan's arms in front of him. In his mind, Chu Yue conveyed an emotion called "satisfaction."

Duan Chen grinned foolishly.

Niya plunged his hand into Zhao Nan's heart. This guy was no longer human; he had become a blood-drinker, so destroying his heart was the best way to kill him.

"It's over."

The two looked at each other and smiled, lying on the ground, gasping for breath.

Even setting aside spiritual energy, Duan Chen's stamina was nearing its limit.

After a brief rest, Duan Chen walked outside the castle and saw the barrier on the verge of collapse. He took out the Thousand Illusions Pandora and shattered the barrier with a shot.

"Bang!"

"Duan Chen!"

"Why are you here?"

Duan Chen walked towards them unsteadily, covered in blood, looking concerning.

Wu Suowei quickly stepped forward to support him.

Duan Chen glared at him.

"Why are you so attentive to me? Do you want money again?"

He sighed.

"How would I dare ask you for money now?"

It's over. With Duan Chen so badly injured this time, he wondered how Miss Chu would mock him. But then again, it wasn't entirely his fault, and his divine power truly couldn't be used.

Chu Yue didn't blame him. She was objective.

"Duan Chen, you're too impulsive!"

Du Qingyi was clearly angered, her tone not very pleasant.

Duan Chen smiled wryly. He just didn't want to drag so many people into danger. At least this time, he felt he had done the right thing. Both Zhao Nan and the Seven Great Apostles were too formidable.

"Mom?"

Niya looked at Jia Yunlian, who was holding him, and tilted his head in confusion.

"Are you tired of being so lovey-dovey? I'm still here!"

"Niya will eventually return to the embrace of the Evil God!"

"You woman, and Duan Chen, don't even think about corrupting him!"

"Galot, don't argue with Mom."

Galot found it hard to believe. Niya, was actually disciplining him?

In fact, he hadn't noticed that Niya had already reprimanded him many times along the way.

Niya pushed Jia Yunlian away, revealing a faint smile.

"Mom, I'm fine."