Cultivating Immortality in a Family: I Prove Immortality Through the Chaotic Dao Realm

Chapter 94 Powerful Strike! A Complete Sweep!
After Chen Qian dodged the crimson arrow formed from the talisman, it did not strike the ground and dissipate. Instead, it made a whooshing sound, spun in the void, and shot towards Chen Qian again.

Chen Qian unleashed his full divine power, covering an area of ​​nearly two zhang around him.

Every change in the arrow was reflected in his mind like a mirror.

"What kind of strange attack is this? How come it carries the aura of my magic power and soul?" Chen Qian frowned.

He muttered to himself, but his mind and hands kept moving.

Driven by his innate divine soul, he brushed his divine sense across the crimson arrow, instantly absorbing all of his magical power and divine soul aura.

At the same time, he threw a punch, which exploded in the air with a loud "crack" and completely shattered the crimson arrow.

This sudden change happened in the blink of an eye, leaving Wu Songde dumbfounded.

He was greatly surprised during their brief close encounter; this Chen family member, who seemed to have appeared out of nowhere, possessed an attack power comparable to his own.

Moreover, his physical body is quite strong, and he even has a profound level of body refinement cultivation.

Under the impact of this attack, his blood and qi surged due to the force of the magic, making it impossible for him to launch a series of attacks immediately. However, his opponent seemed completely unconcerned.

When Wu Songde saw Chen Qian deal with the spirit talisman arrows, his back was facing him, leaving him completely exposed.

His breathing finally calmed down a little, and seizing this brief opportunity, he shouted: "Golden Wheel Slaughter!"

He spun his hands rapidly, and a golden halo about ten feet in diameter appeared in front of him, its edges sharp as knives and gleaming with a chilling light, as it spun toward Chen Qian.

This is Wu Songde's most powerful Tier 1 top-tier magic weapon, the Golden Light Wheel.

Chen Qian's eyes sharpened, and with a thought, a top-tier first-order puppet appeared from the void.

The puppet, its entire body gleaming with a metallic sheen, wielded a massive battle axe and charged forward without hesitation. The axe unleashed a thick, earthy-yellow beam of light, attempting to block the golden wheel of light.

The golden wheel collided with the earthen light, bursting forth with dazzling light. The powerful force forced the puppet to retreat repeatedly, and two deep furrows were plowed into the ground.

Seeing this, a hint of smugness flashed in Wu Songde's eyes. He then moved his hands again, chanting, "Thousand Machines and Ten Thousand Blades!"

Countless tiny golden blades shot out from his body, densely packed, like a torrential rain pouring down on Chen Qian.

Chen Qian frowned, knowing he couldn't let Wu Songde continue casting spells.

He immersed his mind in the gray bead world, and the first-tier top-level lightning-summoning talisman he had prepared beforehand was instantly activated!
The lightning-summoning talisman transformed into a bolt of purple lightning, striking straight down on Wu Songde's head.

At the same time, Chen Qian glanced at the middle-aged man hiding behind a tree in the distance. Although the malice was deliberately concealed, it could not be hidden from his innate divine soul's perception.

He secretly transmitted his voice to Yan Ran and his sister: "There is a mid-stage Qi Refining cultivator behind the tree. You two flank him from both sides and take him down. Be careful of talisman attacks."

Yanran and his sister exchanged a glance and nodded in tacit agreement.

While Chen Qian and Wu Songde were locked in fierce combat, the two figures moved like ghosts, silently approaching the middle-aged man from both sides.

At this moment, the purple lightning transformed from the lightning-summoning talisman was extremely fast, striking Wu Songde in an instant.

Wu Songde's expression changed drastically. He hurriedly crossed his hands, and golden light surged around him, condensing into a golden shield.

Purple lightning struck the shield, and a powerful current spread along it. Wu Songde groaned, his body trembled slightly, and a trickle of blood escaped from the corner of his mouth.

Seeing that things were not going well, the middle-aged man behind the tree was about to take out a talisman and flee when Yanran and his sister swooped down like eagles.

Yan Fei's short blade flashed with cold light as he aimed for the middle-aged man's wrist holding the talisman, while Yan Ran formed hand seals, blocking the retreat with an ice shard.

In his panic, the middle-aged man summoned a wind blade talisman, but it was easily blocked by the water curtain that Yan Ran raised his hand to unleash.

In a few exchanges, the middle-aged man was subdued by Yan Fei, his meridians blocked, and he collapsed to the ground.

Chen Qian seized the opportunity, and in a flash, he appeared in front of Wu Songde.

His flying sword flashed with cold light as he thrust it toward Wu Songde's vital points.

A flicker of fear flashed in Wu Songde's eyes. He quickly formed hand seals, and golden light transformed into a layer of golden armor around his body, protecting him firmly. The flying sword struck the armor, sending countless sparks flying, but it could not break through.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Wu Songde retaliated by clenching his fists and concentrating golden light around his body on them, then unleashing a powerful punch at Chen Qian.

Chen Qian's eyes turned cold. He did not dodge, but instead fully activated his body tempering technique, causing his magical power to surge wildly through his meridians.

He shouted and threw a punch, the gray light of menacing energy emanating from his fist.

The two fists collided, unleashing a deafening roar. A powerful shockwave spread outwards, causing the surrounding ground to crack.

Wu Songde was forced to retreat repeatedly by the powerful force, his face turning pale.

Chen Qian pressed on relentlessly, his innate divine soul constantly coordinating his magical power and precisely controlling the output of magical artifacts and spells.

With a thought, the flying sword shot out again. At the same time, he chanted incantations, and a golden light shot out from his mouth, transforming into a golden spear that attacked Wu Songde together with the flying sword.

The spear shaft shimmered with fine golden light. Though it lacked any earth-shattering power, it contained a sharp edge. It was a technique he had created by combining the metal elemental spiritual power within his body with the condensed baleful energy, and it was called the "Golden Baleful Spear".

This move may seem simple, but it is actually the result of his improvement and fusion of the basic spells "Golden Needle Technique" and "Piercing Technique".

Today is also the first time I've used it against an enemy.

Under the precise control of his innate divine soul, the spear's trajectory was cunning, specifically targeting Wu Songde's weak points in defense, forming a pincer attack with the swirling flying swords.

Wu Songde was already at his limit. His Golden Light Wheel was held back by the puppet and he was unable to defend himself. His divine sense was also insufficient to summon any other defensive magic artifacts.

A flicker of despair crossed his eyes as he watched the attack unfold before him.

He used all his strength to unleash his last spell, and a huge golden barrier appeared in front of him.

At the same time, he shouted, "Please spare my life, fellow Daoist! I have a secret cave nearby, which contains a lot of resources. I am willing to offer them all to you!"

"No need! Leave it to the one who is destined to have it." Chen Qian glanced at him speechlessly, and his magical power surged forth like a tidal wave.

You old scoundrel! You think you can fool me?

Did you think I hadn't seen the family's intelligence?
You, a Qi Refining Peak cultivator, a high-ranking member of a family who is just one step away from advancing to the Foundation Establishment stage, actually hoard a large amount of resources in the territory of an enemy family.
The power of the flying sword and the golden spear was too great; after holding out for a moment, the golden barrier shattered with a crash.

The flying sword and the golden spear pierced through Wu Songde's body. Wu Songde's eyes widened in disbelief before his body slowly collapsed.

The battle was over, and Chen Qian breathed a long sigh of relief.

In this battle, he seemed to be at ease and had the upper hand. In just a few dozen breaths, he had dealt with his great enemy, Wu Songde, and killed the peak Qi Refining cultivator.

In reality, it was because his innate divine soul warned him that he had calculated everything and maximized his advantages to achieve such a result.

Because of his Chaotic Spirit Body and the first-level Body Refinement, his body is comparable to that of a demon beast, and his meridians are like great rivers. When attacked, his body is completely unafraid of the impact and can launch continuous attacks and react quickly.

Although his total magical power was seven or eight times higher than that of other cultivators of the same level, it was still less than half that of Wu Songde.

However, he can output more mana per unit of time than Wu Songde.

This makes his attack power no weaker than Wu Songde's, and as long as it's not a long tug-of-war, he can quickly gain the upper hand.

If one unwittingly falls into Wu Songde's trap and is suddenly ambushed, even if victory is achieved, at least one or two of one's true trump cards will be used up.

After putting away the ritual implements and Wu Songde's corpse, he leisurely walked towards the middle-aged man who had been subdued.

The Yan siblings looked at Chen Qian with awe, especially Yan Ran, whose eyes sparkled with admiration.

Brother Chen, that's amazing!

"Speak, who are you? How many accomplices do you have?" Chen Qian's gaze was sharp as lightning, and his voice was icy cold.

The middle-aged man trembled; he was already terrified. Under the pressure of the three men, he had no choice but to confess the whole story...

(End of this chapter)