With Countless Qualities Bestowed Upon Me, I Shall Ultimately Become Immortal-Chapter 727 - 586: Blade Severing Yan Huan, Descent of the Mountain God!

Chapter 727: Chapter 586: Blade Severing Yan Huan, Descent of the Mountain God!

Your blood sea?

Sorry, this is also his home turf!

Suddenly, the blood dragon whipped up a red tide, charging straight at Meng Chuan’s face.

The stench rushed forward; the dragon’s head was only three inches from Meng Chuan’s face, but it halted, swirling around him and roaring in fury!

Meng Chuan revealed a cold smirk, reached out, and clenched his hand. The blood dragon seemed to be squeezed dry, instantly becoming withered and shriveled, then convulsed and shattered!

He lifted his foot and stepped on the wave!

Rushing swiftly towards the leather-armored figure who looked stunned!

The blood waves lifted him up as he broke through the waves, leaving the leather-armored figure momentarily confused, unable to discern whose Intention this was, as the scene was eerily bizarre.

Amidst the blood sea’s waves, a towering spear glowing with lightning, suddenly lowered its head.

Meng Chuan leapt up, wielding the Tiger Soul, and smashed it down!

The blood sea churned, swept by the spear wind, freezing into radiant rose-colored red crystals, exploding towards the armored figure.

The wind and waves were overwhelming, splitting the air with a bloody opening that exposed the masked robe of the leather-armored figure.

Meng Chuan focused and recognized the identity of the figure.

[Blood Asura·Yan Huan]!

The identity of the armored figure was the one commanded to deliver the reward for eliminating Meng Chuan to Feng Ying’Er.

His true identity was the high priest of the Demon Summoning Hall and a mentee of Li Xiao!

Plaguing the Xiang River area for decades, he was involved in the "2.7" Celestial Demon massacre case back in the day.

Catching or killing him offered a reward of four billion.

Meng Chuan didn’t care about this; this person was deeply sinful, only adding another sin.

Attempting an ambush on him, it seemed likely that Feng Ying’Er’s attack was also linked to Yan Huan, still acting as Li Xiao’s right-hand mentee.

Breaking one arm delighted Meng Chuan, hence Yan Huan must die!

Seeing the blade wrapped in the blood dragon, Yan Huan couldn’t help but have his scalp numb.

With no options left, he secretly gritted his teeth and cast a secret technique.

His body transformed into countless paths of black light, fleeing in all directions, with his main body hidden among them, the blood sea could no longer hold together and scattered.

This [Blood Demon Dissolution Technique], let him escape three assassination attempts.

Twice among them, even the Grandmaster Defense Army’s commander personally hunted him, yet he successfully escaped alive.

This time, won’t be any different!

But as the saying goes, things don’t happen thrice...

Thick smoke rolled, waves of fire surged.

The surrounding Intention flowed with Meng Chuan’s heart, starting to reshape into the Fire Domain, as each shadow screamed and dissolved into charcoal.

With Qi Observation Skill, he locked onto the escaping figure, converting Heart Fire through the law wheel into Earth soil, forming numerous thick earth barriers before Yan Huan, as Meng Chuan advanced steadily.

The shadow hovered over Yan Huan’s head, he belatedly turned back.

"Hiss—"

The spear grip was tightly grasped by Meng Chuan, infused with mighty power, drawing a menacing blue-violet trajectory.

Yan Huan glanced back for an instant, only to see a strike of thunder sweeping across, his waist convulsing, with his lower half still running forward and the upper half suspended in place.

Blood splattered covering his sight, he instinctually closed his eyes to dodge, as his pupils scattered, he could never open them again...

Capturing him alive proved beyond his reach.

If it weren’t for the Qi Observation Skill’s unexpected victory, he wouldn’t have caught the real figure, unable to hold back, leaving him to be slain on the spot!

Silence eerily blanketed the air, Meng Chuan suddenly furrowed his brow, sensing an inexplicable eeriness in the air.

As if the calm before a storm.

"Are there more enemies?"

His perception expanded to scatter in a circle, only a few daring onlookers stood hundreds of meters away, the rest were dead silent.

So...

Meng Chuan turned his head, just in time to see Yan Huan’s eyes reopen, now muddled! 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ𝓋𝑒𝑙.𝑐𝘰𝑚

"I am willing to offer my body and soul to the Divine Master, and the villain before me, please assist me, Divine Master!"

Divine Master?

The mountain’s whisper!

Meng Chuan’s whole body bristled, as he realized, the instant the first word was spoken, he was about to flee, but he was seemingly bound by invisible chains, unable to move but watch the entire "ceremony" unfold.

As Yan Huan’s voice fell, Meng Chuan astonishingly found, the opponent’s two segments of body scattered like dust into the air.

He vanished without a trace, leaving only his leather armor quietly lying in place.

The opponent seemed to have returned to his "Divine Kingdom"...

The air pierced with twisted cracks, as if someone pressed down, suddenly collapsing a massive piece.

A giant elephant roared its stomp, Meng Chuan could finally move, just in time felt his brow chill, reacting instantly.

He immediately bent backwards with both hands on the ground, rolling backwards, only to have a bizarre blood mark appear out of thin air above his head, then disappear in an instant.

Through Qi Observation Skill’s probe, Meng Chuan saw clearly that his original standing spot was shrouded by a dense black mist.

Meanwhile, the thing that attempted to attack him was also clearly seen.

It was the blood blade Yan Huan held earlier!

The blood blade, unmanned, yet seemed "alive," suddenly escaping into the void to strike.

Sure enough, from behind came a faint sound of wind breaking.

Meng Chuan reacted swiftly, swinging his spear to deflect it.

Just as he was about to grab it, the blood blade twirled into a sword flower, again escaping into the void, leaving Meng Chuan grabbing at thin air.

Turning back, he saw the black mist swell suddenly, the blood blade striking again, and Meng Chuan swiftly targeted the mist with a spear jab, his feet breaking like branches, darting about, while the blood blade kept missing, leaving multiple huge rift marks crisscrossed on the ground.

Meng Chuan’s heart pounded; he didn’t flee because the black mist in reality grew larger, seemingly also "manifesting" in his mind.

The giant elephant surrounded by a circle of black mist was about to bring disaster!

He understood what was about to happen.

"The Split Soul of the mountain’s whisper will directly descend upon my sea of consciousness..."