Chapter 392: It’s Time To End This.

The moment the words left his mouth, Xu Fei’s earthen-yellow Primordial Power wings burst open. A fierce flap kicked up a hurricane as his heavy Silver Giant Sword, shrouded in terrifying fluctuations of Primordial Power, slashed at the Ghostly Elder’s waist.

The elder’s expression remained grave as he faced Xu Fei. Although his Martial Artist Realm was one realm higher, Xu Fei was an attribute martial artist, meaning their Primordial Power was of nearly equal intensity. Furthermore, after their recent clash, the elder could tell that Xu Fei had rich combat experience and was much younger.

Moreover, there was another disadvantage he couldn’t ignore: he had suffered heavy injuries not long ago while being pursued by his enemies and had only recovered about eighty percent of his strength. Therefore, Xu Fei could absolutely pose a massive threat to him.

Glancing at Mu Chen again, the elder said coldly, "I’m tied up over here. You’re an Eighth-Ring Martial Sect! Are you seriously afraid of a mere Five-Ring Martial Spirit?!"

With that, the elder’s figure swiftly drifted away, barely dodging Xu Fei’s slash. Combat between Martial Emperors was generally not fought up close, but rather through continuous long-range attacks using Elemental Power Materialization.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

In just a few moments, the fierce clash of their Primordial Power echoed from the horizon. Ripples of energy shook the clouds in the sky, scattering them. But no matter how intense the battle in the heavens became, Mu Chen, standing below, kept his gaze locked firmly on the one who posed the greatest threat to him—War Wolf.

Wan Xian’Er sat in the carriage, watching everything unfold outside. As a Ninth-Ring Martial Sect, she certainly wasn’t afraid of these members of a Mercenary Corps. But when it came to combat experience and skill, she was sorely lacking. So when she saw the power Mu Chen had unleashed in that instant, she was stunned by his thin yet towering figure. It was a contradiction, but that was the only way to describe it.

’He’s clearly just a one-armed, fifteen-year-old boy. His Martial Artist Realm is only that of a Five-Ring Martial Spirit. Yet the strength he’s shown defies all common sense. In less than five minutes, he’s forced back War Wolf, an Eighth-Ring Martial Sect, twice in a row and killed two-thirds of the War Wolf Mercenary Corps’s one hundred men. Such power! Such audacity! Could a boy of only fifteen really do all this?’

Wan Xian’Er secretly compared Mu Chen to the boys her age in her own family and had to admit the truth. Within her clan, not a single one of them could reach Mu Chen’s level. Even if someone could, they would have been well over twenty years old.

"So strong!"

Biting her lip, Wan Xian’Er still didn’t leave the carriage. She wanted to see just what other miracles this boy could create!

"Heh heh heh heh... HAHAHAHA! To think that I, War Wolf, am considered a somebody in the Fenglan Empire! And today, I’ve been pushed this far by a little brat! You damn kid! You’re going to die a miserable death!"

As he spoke, War Wolf’s expression suddenly changed. The crimson hue in his eyes, which had made him look like he’d lost all reason, instantly receded, replaced by clarity. This change made Mu Chen frown. ’If War Wolf had stayed in that enraged state,’ he thought, ’then even if I couldn’t inflict any major injuries, I could have easily handled any of his attacks. After all, an impulsive person is full of openings.’

But as it turned out, a successful leader was no reckless brute. Even in an infuriating situation, he could instantly assess his own position. Glancing sideways at the mere thirty men left in his War Wolf Mercenary Corps, killing intent flared in his eyes. War Wolf raised his Battle Saber horizontally, arched his body, and stomped the ground, charging toward Mu Chen like a Mad Wolf. His movements were so fast that even Mu Chen was momentarily stunned.

However, it was only for a moment. The purpose of activating his Purple Sky Demon Pupils wasn’t just to project a terrifying aura. More importantly, it granted him the predictive ability to see through an opponent’s every move!

In Mu Chen’s vision, War Wolf’s horizontal Battle Saber would slash upward from his left waist toward Mu Chen’s right shoulder. His expression turned grave. ’What a cruel bastard,’ he thought. ’Not only is that slash completely unexpected, but more importantly, if that huge blade hits me, I’ll be sliced in two on the spot.’

Without a second thought, Mu Chen stabbed his Profound Jade Fan into the ground beside him. His Profound Dragon Arm was instantly covered in arcs of thunder, making it look as if a Thunder Dragon was coiled around his limb—a sight that sent a shock to the very soul.

’Sword Technique is a continuous, flowing art,’ Mu Chen mused. ’It’s all about wide, sweeping attacks. Once an opponent using it seizes the rhythm, I’ll be forced into a completely passive state. That’s why I’m not using the Profound Jade Fan to parry. When fighting someone who wields a Battle Saber, the moment you parry, you’ve already lost. To win, you have to strike first and seize the rhythm of the battle faster than they can.’

Therefore, Mu Chen directly used his fastest Fist Technique. The scene that had appeared in his pupils was merely a prediction. Only after Mu Chen had prepared his Thunderbolt Fist did War Wolf’s arm slowly begin to lower.

"Now!"

Mu Chen let out a low shout and, instead of retreating, suddenly rushed toward War Wolf. In the blink of an eye, he was in front of him. He planted a foot precisely where War Wolf’s right foot was about to land and swung his left arm out fiercely. The wind from his fist, carrying the sound of tearing air and crackling thunder, smashed toward War Wolf’s left arm!

The strike was so sudden that not even War Wolf had expected a fifteen-year-old kid to have such rich combat experience. The foot Mu Chen had planted made it impossible for him to stabilize his center of gravity. Moreover, Mu Chen had attacked at the precise instant he was raising his arm—a perfect moment that practically no Martial Artist could seize. This was because when a person attacks, they pour all their strength into the part of their body they intend to strike with.

At that point, it was a step too late for the opponent to attack, and too late to retract their power. To accomplish such a feat, one would have to know their opponent’s every move like the back of their hand and be able to accurately predict their next attack based on their habits. But this was the first time Mu Chen had ever met him, their first-ever battle. There was only one explanation for what had just happened: coincidence.

Years as a Mercenary had given War Wolf an incredible ability to adapt. In a split second, he switched from offense to defense. His Battle Saber’s upward slash became an upward lift, and he vertically blocked Mu Chen’s attack completely with the flat of his blade.

BOOM!

The Thunderbolt Fist, enhanced by the power Mu Chen had gathered using the Taotie Secret Technique, instantly sent War Wolf flying. This time, it was Mu Chen’s turn to be surprised. He knew that anyone who could react like that under such circumstances was a battle-hungry warrior with powerful Combat Awareness.

Seeing War Wolf forced back again, the members of the War Wolf Mercenary Corps stared in disbelief at the scene that defied all logic, speechless for a long moment.

"Heh. You’re just a brat with a little extra strength and a bit of luck. I haven’t taken any real damage, you know," an arrogant voice drifted over from the distance. The next moment, War Wolf’s figure landed in front of Mu Chen once more.

Frowning, Mu Chen understood. ’Against War Wolf, who is two Great Realms above me, I can’t kill him even if I use Ice Prison Cold Mist and Meteor Fall. It would just exhaust a massive amount of my Primordial Power. Far away, Brother Xu is still giving his all to hold back that Emperor Realm elder. The outcome here will be a matter of life and death.’

’If I win, Brother Xu will have nothing to worry about. If I continuously harass the Emperor Realm elder as well, he definitely won’t be able to hold out for long. But if I lose, the final outcome will be completely one-sided. With War Wolf’s help, Brother Xu’s chances of survival will be next to none. What should I do?’

Mu Chen shifted his gaze from the sky to the sneering War Wolf before him. When he saw the burn marks left by Blast Fist on his body, a flash of inspiration struck him.

’That’s right! My Fire Attribute Elemental Power has already advanced a realm. If I combine it with my Extreme Ice Attribute, I can definitely create a sizable Ice and Fire Burst. I didn’t have a target to practice on before, so I’ll just have to use War Wolf as my test subject. Let’s see just what level my Ice and Fire Burst can reach now!’

Having figured this out, the frown on Mu Chen’s face suddenly relaxed, and the corners of his mouth lifted into a slight smile. He actually took the initiative to charge at War Wolf. This delighted War Wolf. ’If he charges at me first,’ he thought, ’then with my higher Martial Artist Realm, I’ll definitely be able to counter and win!’

War Wolf let out a sinister laugh. Seeing Mu Chen charging at him empty-handed again, he swung his Battle Saber high into the air, intending to cleave Mu Chen in two with the force of a Powerful Slash of Hua Mountain. But how could Mu Chen, who had already predicted War Wolf’s movements with his Purple Sky Demon Pupils, possibly be hit by such an attack?

With a quick sidestep, Mu Chen vanished from before War Wolf in a flash of Thunder Light. War Wolf’s smile didn’t falter. He glanced to his left, and the Powerful Slash of Hua Mountain instantly became a horizontal chop, aimed precisely where Mu Chen had just reappeared. This was true Combat Awareness.

But Combat Awareness was one thing. In Mu Chen’s rapidly spinning Purple Sky Demon Pupils, the slight shift of War Wolf’s wrist had already been predicted. Therefore, Mu Chen didn’t even try to dodge. Instead, he executed a Thunderbolt Fist wreathed in countless flashes of Thunder Light, smashing it directly toward War Wolf’s armpit—a common human weak point. His strike was incredibly fast. A single glance was all it took for War Wolf to know he couldn’t complete his slash. ’This is the second time! The second time he’s seen through my movements completely! What the hell is going on?!’

War Wolf gritted his teeth and once again shifted his Battle Saber into a defensive stance. The result, of course, was that he was sent flying by Mu Chen again. With his Purple Sky Demon Pupils active, Mu Chen was essentially unbeatable against any expert who couldn’t manipulate space itself (as long as he had enough Primordial Power to sustain his movements).

Attack after attack was seen through. War Wolf was finally beginning to realize something, but just as he was about to reach a conclusion, Mu Chen stopped his assault. A playful look appeared in his purple pupils as he grinned. "It’s time to end this battle..."

As he spoke, Mu Chen suddenly opened his left hand and raised it above his head. Rings of red and blue light simultaneously gathered in his palm. In that instant, two types of extreme Attribute Elemental Power suddenly flooded the entire battlefield.

In the sky, the elder and Xu Fei simultaneously stopped their attacks. Both looked down toward Mu Chen, knowing that something terrifying was about to happen...