Atlas of Heaven and Man

Aunt Yu's bracelet had completely turned black, forcing her to retreat outside.

She glanced at the scene within, her heart filled with alarm.

Chen Chuan remained within a certain range in front of Meng Huang, not retreating outwards.

Over a dozen enormous limbs chased after him, flailing and striking, each time narrowly avoided by him, the entire underground space echoing with rumbling sounds.

Those limbs were incredibly tough, wielding immense power with each swing, each strike leaving cracks and broken pits on the ground or walls. Even with the physique of a Third Threshold fighter, enduring such a blow would likely result in immediate and severe injury.

Most importantly, she realized that the jade ring and accessories on Chen Chuan's body probably wouldn't last much longer, and she couldn't help but worry. If that were the case, it would be difficult to prevent this thing from continuing to delve deeper.

"Although the master has a backup plan, but..."

As she was thinking this, she suddenly felt a vast and surging biological field spreading outwards, as if something was brewing there. She couldn't help but look up in surprise, "This is..."

In the middle of the area, Chen Chuan was no longer dodging, but stood still. At this moment, wisps of white mist were rising from his body, as if his whole person was in a state of boiling.

He looked at the huge limb falling from above, this time not dodging, but clenching his five fingers, circulating the strength of his whole body, and then blasting out a punch!

With a boom, a sound like thunder erupted, and the limb was struck by his punch, producing wave-like ripples on it, and then it fell to the ground as if it had lost its power.

At this time, another limb came over, and he slapped it to the side, again directly slamming it onto the ground, causing the ground beneath his feet to tremble incessantly.

That limb was larger than him, but he merely gave it a light palm strike, and it was smashed to the ground, the contrast being extremely stark.

Aunt Yu's heart couldn't help but shake when she saw this scene, but after all, she was a Third Threshold fighter, and she immediately understood from Chen Chuan's posture and rhythm.

This is the application of advanced power!

Although the limbs had tremendous power when they lashed out, they didn't circulate their power like fighters. As long as the power was blasted into them before it was fully released, the whole thing could be destroyed, thus achieving this effect.

But even knowing this, she couldn't do it if she went up. Skill was secondary; it could be done by observing the opponent's rhythm. Chen Chuan's previous dodging was probably for this moment. The most important thing was to destroy the opponent's power, so one must first have formidable strength.

She might be able to barely do it once or twice by relying on her secret explosive force, but she could never achieve Chen Chuan's effortless level.

She stared at Chen Chuan's back. That body contained formidable power. No wonder the Bureau sent this one over. She suddenly felt that, judging from the current situation, it might not be impossible to stop Meng Huang.

In just one or two breaths, Chen Chuan dispersed the power of all the dozen or so attacking limbs, causing them to fall to the ground. At this time, the first limb he had smashed down was only just beginning to twist again.

He didn't give it a chance to get up, and swung the Xue Jun Blade, which had been charged up long ago, to slash to the side. A semi-circular arc of blade light swept across several limbs, and then turned back to slash towards the other side. After a few flashes back and forth, the blade light finally converged.

A moment later, all the limbs on the ground were cut into several pieces.

Chen Chuan couldn't help but feel the Xue Jun Blade in his hand trembling slightly, and the thing inside it had obviously become more active.

He raised his head, tightened his grip on the hilt again, passed through the remnants of limbs from which wisps of black smoke were floating, and walked towards Meng Huang's main body clinging to the door.

As he walked forward, a shadow on the ground silently shifted, came behind him, and then suddenly lifted up, turning into a limb, trying to entangle him. But what came to meet it was several rays of blade light, which instantly became several segments in mid-air, and fell down with a crash.

Chen Chuan didn't stop his feet and continued forward. Soon, he came to a short distance in front of Meng Huang's huge main body. The latter split open an eyeball in what seemed to be the back of his head, looked at him a few times, and then the scattered smoke on his body quickly converged.

This allowed him to completely see the full picture of this thing at this moment. It was about seven meters tall, with two arms growing from above its shoulders and on both sides of its waist. The body was still like a human body, but at this moment it was clinging there like a spider.

However, after he approached, it detached from above. As it turned around and landed, its body was rapidly changing. Multiple eyeballs and thick keratinous layers appeared on the surface of its body. Those eyeballs were hidden in the gaps of those keratinous layers, staring at him, turning over from time to time, the situation being indescribably strange.

Chen Chuan looked up at the tall body, standing firmly on his feet, while those shaking, tiny tentacles slowly wandered and moved outside the range of his blade.

Meng Huang was scrutinized by dozens of eyes all over his body for a moment. Suddenly, he bent over, raised two arms high above his shoulders, and clapped his open hands towards where Chen Chuan was.

Chen Chuan leaped backward. The two hands collided not far in front of him, producing a loud bang. The resulting gust of air caused his hair and clothes to flutter backward.

A shadow suddenly loomed overhead. He continued to retreat, and Meng Huang's two arms slammed down, the two huge fists impacting the ground and creating two craters.

Seeing Chen Chuan evade, it pushed off with its feet and, aided by the arms on its abdomen, lunged forward. Its massive figure loomed over the front, and its stomping feet caused the ground to tremble incessantly.

Chen Chuan quickly moved, dodging to the side. As he moved, he dragged his blade across the keratinous layer of its arm, instantly creating a wound from which smoke billowed.

Meng Huang, supported by the arms on its waist and abdomen, quickly turned to face him. All the eyes on its front simultaneously looked at him, filled with malice.

Chen Chuan glanced at them. Under such scrutiny, his Second Self became even more ethereal, seeming to evaporate. Clearly, the focused gaze of those eyes was not without meaning.

He looked at Meng Huang again. From its earlier movements, he could see that even though it looked inhuman on the surface, its movements, rhythm, and habits were all based on a human perspective.

Because what was attached to it was ultimately a person, it needed to think and move from a human perspective. Perhaps Meng Huang's consciousness still held the dominant position.

This was a necessary compromise, because if it were completely handed over to the entity on the other side, it might not be able to think normally, and its actions would lack logic.

The combination of the two undoubtedly possessed extremely powerful strength.

But having power did not equate to knowing how to use it.

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As he pondered this, Meng Huang had already charged towards him, one fist thrusting down at him from above, the massive shadow of the fist almost completely engulfing him.

He watched the fist smashing down at him, lowered his center of gravity, braced his feet on the ground one in front of the other, and extended one hand to push upwards. With a bang, he actually managed to block the momentum of the forward charge.

This time, he didn't lose out in the direct confrontation!

Chen Chuan stared at Meng Huang, white mist swirling around the tip of the advancing fist, his eyes filled with calmness. Combat was about brains and skill. Although the opponent had a massive size, only a portion of its power could truly be utilized.

At this moment, his gaze shifted as he saw the opponent's other arm trying to grab him. He slightly withdrew his strength, then suddenly exerted force to pull outwards.

Meng Huang's center of gravity instantly became unbalanced, and its heavy and massive body was actually staggered to the side by him. Several arms on the side hurriedly tried to provide support to prevent it from falling, while the other arm still didn't give up, waving and grabbing at him.

Chen Chuan, using the thrust from twisting the opponent earlier, moved to the outer circle, quickly and naturally moving to the side of the latter's chest and abdomen.

At this moment, the opponent's flank was completely exposed. He stepped forward with his back foot, stopped his body, then gripped the blade with both arms and thrust forward fiercely, the narrow blade directly piercing in from below the opponent's throat.

However, this strike did not seem to inflict much damage. The hand above Meng Huang's waist and abdomen almost instantly slapped towards him. He quickly withdrew his blade and retreated, while simultaneously lifting both hands upwards in a reverse sweep, then slashing downwards with all his might. With a whoosh, half of the thick arm was instantly severed.

Without waiting for the opponent to attack again, he quickly retreated, dodging Meng Huang's heavy slaps as it turned to chase after him.

But at this moment, his bracelet and accessories turned completely black and shattered, falling to the ground. The crisp sound alerted him. The dense mass of tentacles that had been surrounding him immediately swarmed up, trying to entangle him.

However, he paid no attention to them. He swung his long blade left and right, creating a path for himself, his eyes fixed on the front. The massive figure was currently struggling to get up.

However, halfway through getting up, before it had fully stabilized, a figure suddenly leaped in from the side. Its speed was extremely fast, and the angle of approach was very tricky. Moreover, the timing was also excellent. Even if the eyes on Meng Huang's side had already seen it, it was too late to make any obstructing movements in this posture.

That figure extended a slender palm and pressed it against the supporting leg that was trying to get up, a soft force penetrating through, causing the leg to soften and the body to lurch.

Seeing this, Chen Chuan did not miss the opportunity. He leaped forward, crossing a distance of more than ten meters, and slammed his shoulder hard into Meng Huang's shoulder, causing it to step back again.

After landing, he tapped the ground with his toes and leaped high into the air, holding his blade with both hands, and slashed downwards. That wheel of blade light fell directly from the top of Meng Huang's head, splitting its head in half!

The massive body staggered back a few steps, then fell backward, its waist and back slamming heavily on the ground. At the crack in its head, a sand-like substance leaked out, and black smoke rose upwards, but after a moment, a dazzling light burst outwards from there!

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