Calamity of Great Solar Chen Clan

Calamity of Great Solar Chen Clan...

Jun Yu was well aware that Qin Wentian had only enough strength for a single strike, and this one fatal blow would drain all the energy within Qin Wentian's body. After executing that strike, Qin Wentian would be utterly defenseless, leaving him vulnerable to anyone who wished to kill him.

Nevertheless, Jun Yu made the decision without hesitation to employ the defensive treasure bestowed upon him by his master. The threat posed by that sword strike was too immense to take any risks.

As the protective astral river encircled him, the space around Jun Yu warped. He wore a sardonic smile, eyes filled with malice, fixed on Qin Wentian.

A powerful gust of wind swept by, and Qin Wentian's figure vanished. The force of the sword strike wasn't directed at Jun Yu at all.

Qin Wentian had always intended to save his single strike. That wicked smile on his face sent Jun Yu into a frenzy, as if he had just experienced the most humiliating moment of his life.

He was a member of the Royal Sacred Sect, yet he had been toyed with by a junior from Grand Xia?

The smile on Qin Wentian's face now resembled a sneer. He seemed to convey the message that he couldn't be bothered to use his sword strike against Jun Yu.

Though the sword strike was never aimed at Jun Yu, he had squandered an invaluable life-saving treasure.

To Qin Wentian, he had only one opportunity to unleash the overwhelming destructive strike. Regardless of Jun Yu's status or background, he was still only a first-level Celestial Phenomenon Ascendant. Since Qin Wentian had just one strike, he naturally targeted someone capable of influencing the outcome of today's battle.

That someone was none other than the Ancestor of the Great Solar Chen Clan.

Without the Ouyang Aristocrat Clan and Jiang Clan participating, there was hardly anyone who could contend with the Chen Clan Ancestor. Only three Ascendants joining forces could hope to restrain him.

Killing the Chen Ancestor was the key to reversing the situation. So, Qin Wentian had been in constant communication with Fairy Qingmei and the others.

The instant Qin Wentian acted, the three Ascendants and the Seven Slaughter Puppets simultaneously attacked the Chen Ancestor. They ignored the clan lord of the Chen Clan entirely. The four Ascendants unleashed their most potent attacks, with the Chen Ancestor at the epicenter of their onslaught. Under mounting pressure, the Chen Ancestor roared as radiant suns erupted all around him, forming a brilliant shield of sunlight. Its glare was so blinding that no one could look directly at it.

"Remarkable! A third-level Celestial Phenomenon Ascendant is truly a pinnacle character. Even the combined attacks of three Ascendants and the Seven Slaughter Puppets couldn't break through his defense," murmured the spectators.

Simultaneously, in another direction, the sword strike that Qin Wentian initially aimed at Jun Yu suddenly changed course and thrust toward the Chen Ancestor.

A colossal wind stirred the heavens and the earth, shrouding the entire space in an eerie silence, with only Qin Wentian's outstretched finger remaining as if the world had stopped. An invisible, ethereal energy transformed into a sword of immortal slaying, aimed directly at the Chen Ancestor.

This sword was born of both heaven and earth, fueled by every iota of energy within Qin Wentian's body. As the sword was unleashed, Qin Wentian's body slumped, utterly drained of energy, plummeting from the skies. The strike had sapped every last ounce of his strength, even his unyielding will and murderous intent had been poured into that final, devastating blow.

The moment the sword was released, his heart's resolve was unleashed with it. His body could no longer endure, and like a withered leaf in a fierce tempest, he drifted helplessly through the air.

However, the crowd's attention was no longer fixed on Qin Wentian. All eyes were riveted to that immortal-slaying sword.

The sword cleaved through the fabric of space, leaving a brilliant trail of flames in its wake. It was unbelievably swift, almost inconceivably so.

The Chen Ancestor sensed the change in the sword's target the instant Qin Wentian redirected it. His face turned ashen, and with a furious roar, the light from his constellation converged around him. The thousands of blazing suns that surrounded him merged into one, taking the shape of a golden crow.

The Chen Clan's clan lord wore an equally grim expression. He struck Fairy Qingmei's back with a vicious palm, but at the moment of impact, Fairy Qingmei's form turned ethereal, allowing the strike to pass harmlessly through her. A moment later, multiple phantoms of her appeared, all launching simultaneous attacks on the Chen Ancestor.

In front of the leader of the Mystic Moon Sect, several underworld spears materialized. They fused into one, forming a menacing spear of darkness that thrust towards the Chen Ancestor.

Controlling the Seven Slaughter Puppets, Ouyang Kuangsheng summoned a thunderfire constellation in the midst of the air. Copious amounts of astral energy radiated from his constellation, which he absorbed before swinging his saber down in a single, fearsome stroke - the Thunder God's Slash!

All their attacks were aimed at the Chen Ancestor, their combined forces erupting in a synchronized assault, seeking to claim his life.

At this critical moment, the breath of everyone seemed to cease. Qin Wentian's immortal-slaying sword flashed like lightning, all within the span of a single thought.

"BOOOM!"

A blinding radiance erupted as the sword pierced through the manifested suns, the golden crow's head, and found its mark in the Chen Ancestor's heart, rupturing it.

The frantic defenses hastily erected by the Chen Ancestor proved utterly insufficient to withstand the devastating power of the first stance of the Immortal Vanquishing Swordplay. In that decisive moment, a relentless barrage of attacks from the other Ascendants continued to rain down upon him. Fairy Qingmei's ethereal phantoms assailed his back, the spear of darkness drove into his shoulders, and the Thunder God's Slash descended upon his head.

Wide-eyed and breathless, the onlookers witnessed this astonishing spectacle. Suddenly, the Chen Ancestor's body quivered for an instant, and then his head shattered under the immense force of the Thunder God's Slash.

"NOOOOOOOOO!"

A scream filled with bitter defiance resonated throughout the entire space as the Chen Ancestor's body disintegrated into dust, vanishing forever.

The collective hearts of the witnesses seemed to stop beating. They could scarcely believe their eyes. Had the Chen Ancestor truly fallen?

A formidable figure at the third level of Celestial Phenomenon, a pinnacle existence in Grand Xia, someone previously deemed invincible even if all the Ascendants joined forces—had been defeated by Qin Wentian and the others.

It felt like a dream, too surreal to be real. The Heavenly Fate Rankings had lost all significance on this fateful day. People would remember it as the day Qin Wentian, with the assistance of others, slew a peak-level figure in Grand Xia.

While Qin Wentian had delivered the critical blow, the credit for the Chen Ancestor's death truly belonged to Fairy Qingmei. Without her Shadow Glamor Constellation, the three Ascendants would have found it nearly impossible to hold off the Chen Ancestor for so long.

"Hu..." A deep exhalation reverberated through the awestruck silence that followed the Chen Ancestor's demise. Fairy Qingmei, visibly weakened, coughed up a mouthful of blood, having concealed her injuries throughout her battle with the Chen Ancestor.

For the members of the Great Solar Chen Clan, however, they remained in a state of shock and disbelief. Even the Celestial Phenomenon clan lord of the Chen Clan struggled to regain his composure.

"The ancestor has fallen."

Was this reality?

The Chen Ancestor's death signified the downfall of the Great Solar Chen Clan. They now faced the grim possibility of annihilation. The clan, once dominant in Ginkou, had been brimming with arrogance and pride. Now, their hearts quaked with fear and dread.

No matter how many demon-level talents or powerful Heavenly Dipper Sovereigns they had, without the protection of a mighty Ascendant, their strength amounted to naught. Given that they were one of the nine grand clans of ancient Grand Xia, they had made numerous enemies over the years. The wealth of the Great Solar Chen Clan alone would be enough to tempt countless covetous eyes, especially in the wake of the Chen Clan Ancestor's death.

"No..."

Chen Fan murmured, repeatedly shaking his head. Setting aside their wealth, what about the Sacred Royal Medallions they possessed? Even if Qin Wentian were to die today, the Chen Clan would struggle to escape this calamity. They had no way out.

"Go, GO!" The clan lord of the Chen Clan bellowed urgently, ordering the Chen Clan members to flee immediately.

"Freeze." The controller of the Seven Slaughter Puppets switched once more, from Ouyang Kuangsheng to Yun Mengyi. The space froze once again.

The full-scale battle was far from over.

In the midst of the chaotic battleground, the figures of the two Ascendants from the Mystic Moon Hall flickered, their eyes fixed on the beleaguered clan lord of the Chen Clan. He had already been wounded earlier in the battle, and the encounter with the Seven Slaughters Puppet had nearly cost him his life. Now, besieged by the dual onslaught of these two Ascendants, he couldn't even catch his breath.

Having already dispatched the Chen Ancestor, they were determined to do away with every last Ascendant from the Great Solar Chen Clan.

Meanwhile, in another part of the battlefield, Qin Wentian's body hurtled through the air, only to be abruptly caught by a snowy-white demonic beast. It was none other than Little Rascal, currently in its battle form. With grace, it placed Qin Wentian on its back and attempted to flee the scene.

But Jun Yu had no intention of letting Qin Wentian escape.

Not long ago, Qin Wentian's disdainful look and the deception of his sword strike had etched a deep scar of humiliation in Jun Yu's mind. To make matters worse, he had been duped into squandering his invaluable life-saving treasure.

Qin Wentian had apparently cultivated a fearsome technique, the Immortal Vanquishing Swordplay. If that were true, this must be just the tip of the iceberg; he likely possessed numerous other secrets. Jun Yu was determined to uncover them all.

With a swift gesture, Jun Yu reached out and seized the air. Little Rascal immediately felt its body constricted. It struggled valiantly but proved helpless. Despite its Heavenly Dipper Realm status as a demonic beast, it couldn't escape the grasp of a Celestial Phenomenon Ascendant. A simple motion was sufficient to immobilize it.

In an instant, astral light flashed, and the Seven Slaughters Puppet materialized, standing in front of the unconscious Qin Wentian.

The seven puppet users acted in unison, their hearts and minds synchronized. Following their spatial freeze, they swiftly executed the Stellar Transposition, converging upon Qin Wentian, and confronting Jun Yu head-on.