Using entries to cultivate immortality in chaotic times-Chapter 247 - 132: Heavenly Pride Order.

But, it didn’t matter!

He wasn’t afraid of strong opponents, nor was he afraid that his fighting spirit wouldn’t be stimulated!

Now he felt full of fighting spirit, which was great. He enjoyed this feeling. He felt his blood boiling, and he was already eagerly anticipating his next encounter with Chen Qiu!

The Seventh Prince, seated cross-legged on dry leaves, radiated intense fighting spirit as he continued to watch the scene projected in the air by the Memory Stone.

The Sea Clan began a major offensive.

Nearly thirty thousand Thunder Dragons, carrying an extremely terrifying aura, smashed down on the Sea Demons below, turning them all to ash with that single strike.

"..."

The fighting spirit of the Seventh Prince suddenly diminished a lot, his mouth slowly gaping open involuntarily, a trace of disbelief flashing in his eyes. How had so little time passed, yet the scale and intensity of Chen Qiu’s Thunder Summoning Technique had increased by a level?

Just a few days ago, he could release a few thousand at most at one time, and it would take time to gather tens of thousands of Thunder Dragons, yet those thirty thousand Thunder Dragons appeared instantaneously just now.

That strike,

had surpassed the destructive power caused by a second-layer Golden Core cultivator.

If the word ’invincible’ were to be used for Chen Qiu, it would seem almost like an insult to him.

But soon!

The previously somewhat downcast Seventh Prince’s spirits lifted again, his body once again overflowing with thick fighting spirit. It was just a mob of foundation-establishing, qi refining Sea Demons, he could kill all of them as well, just that it would take him a bit longer than Chen Qiu!

Of course, Chen Qiu’s strengthening speed was quicker than he had imagined, so he would need to adjust his plans. However, that wasn’t a big problem; he believed he could soon think of a way to counter this move again.

The Seventh Prince, having regained his fighting spirit, continued to watch confidently.

And then he saw—

Nine Golden Core Sea Demons, among which two were horrifying fourth-layer Golden Core, and three were third-layer, on the sea surface there was even a fifth-layer Golden Core Sea Demon!

Almost in the blink of an eye!

These nine Golden Core Sea Demons simultaneously shot towards Chen Qiu, and three more, unknown when they had hidden themselves, appeared behind Chen Qiu launching a fierce attack towards his back!

Twelve Golden Core Sea Demons were ambushing him, and below was a fifth-layer Golden Core Sea Demon ready to strike at any moment.

This was almost a certain death situation.

He and Chen Qiu switched places, it would be a certain death situation for him too, let alone him, even if a fifth-layer Golden Core cultivator were placed there, it would be hard to survive.

"Very good."

The eyes of the Seventh Prince slightly narrowed; finally, he would have the chance to witness Chen Qiu’s long-distance escape technique. He had collected all of Chen Qiu’s information, but had almost never seen Chen Qiu use any long-distance escape techniques, only knowing about a short-distance teleportation movement technique used in battle.

Long-distance escape was his specialty,

Chen Qiu definitely couldn’t match him in this aspect.

Right after...

He then saw, amidst the howling storm, Chen Qiu standing high in the sky holding the Heavenly Mechanism Umbrella, didn’t even glance properly at those Golden Core Sea Demons stabbing towards him, but looked distantly towards the coastline as if lost in thought, a corner of his mouth lifted in a warm smile that could attract countless young girls’ hearts.

Soon after,

hundreds of thousands of Thunder Dragons carrying a suffocating oppression smashed down from the dark clouds, it was the most shocking scene he had ever seen in his life.

From start to finish,

Chen Qiu’s figure standing in the air didn’t even shift an inch, only his robe fluttered wildly in the storm.

An unbending figure, fluttering robes,

A distracted and lazy expression, savage-faced Sea Demons,

The intense dynamic contrast, bringing the artistic quality of this painting to its peak.

The Seventh Prince didn’t even realize that he had forgotten to breathe, his eyes red as he stared intently at the scene projected in the air by the Memory Stone, until the next moment, hundreds of thousands of Thunder Dragons arrived as expected.

The whole world seemed to pause for a moment.

The towering sea waves carrying countless pieces of Sea Demon flesh slowly receded, leaving behind a massive inland sea.

The battle ended,

and so did the Memory Stone’s projection.

The Seventh Prince, sitting on the ground, began to breathe hastily, the fighting spirit on his body suddenly dissipating rapidly, there was no way to fight. If after their last encounter he still felt a sliver of chance to win, this time there was none at all!

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He always felt life was boring, no peer could keep up with his growth rate.

But now...

For the first time, he experienced the helplessness felt by those he had crushed, Chen Qiu’s growth rate he would never be able to catch up with in this lifetime. Perhaps their last battle in the Heavenly Pride Secret Realm was the only time their strengths were nearly equal in this lifetime.

For the rest of his life,

when facing Chen Qiu, he no longer had any right to draw his sword, only to look up.

Utter dejection and helplessness enveloped him, he didn’t even care about the Sword that fell by the side, his whole person despondently walked toward the direction of the Capital.

"Seventh Prince."

Seeing this, the Maid behind picked up the Sword and hurriedly followed, whispering softly, "Aren’t you practicing the sword today?"

"No, not today, not ever again."

The Seventh Prince walked despondently toward the Capital, his eyes filled with a blank look toward the future, unsure of what he should do next. Was there any point in practicing the sword anymore?

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Whether he was a second-layer, or a fourth-layer Golden Core, or even a fifth-layer,

in Chen Qiu’s hands, they were all equally mere existences that could be snuffed out at will.

Clearly... Chen Qiu was just on the same level of cultivation as him. Why was his strength so much greater?