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Jin Jiucheng was so confident because this move was passed down from the celestial being of his Jin family ancestors.

At the Grandmaster level, he forcibly condensed a Dharma form that was close to the true form of a Celestial Martial Soul.

It goes without saying how powerful the Martial Soul True Body of a Celestial Being is.

Using celestial-level methods to deal with beings of the same level is an act of utter crushing dominance!

If Chu Nan had interrupted Yan Zonghan before he could condense his Dharma form, there would still have been a glimmer of hope.

As for now, the Dharma form has already been formed, and unless Chu Nan is a celestial being, there is no way to reverse the situation!

Jin Jiucheng leaned back in his chair, sipping tea and swaying back and forth. All that was missing was a famous female opera singer to sing him a little tune.

Gu Changfeng, who was also initially attracted by the Celestial Manifestation Technique, now has extremely complicated feelings.

As the second retainer of the Jin family, he also practiced this method.

However, this technique was extremely difficult to cultivate, requiring an enormous amount of true energy, far beyond what he could bear.

Seeing Yan Zonghan display his skills now, it would be a lie to say I'm not envious.

But on one point, he and Jin Jiucheng were completely in agreement—Fa Xiang succeeded, and Chu Nan failed!

"What exactly is this thing?"

Xia Wantang sensed something was wrong, but Wen Bo didn't know how to answer. "It's very similar to the legendary Celestial Martial Soul, but it's impossible for a Grandmaster to condense a Celestial Martial Soul, I..."

Qian Xinya's expression was serious. "So... will Mr. Chu lose?"

This decisive battle is not only about Chu Nan's life or death.

It also concerns whether Qian Yunlong can regain his position as head of the family.

After all, the father and daughter had initially placed all their hopes on Chu Nan.

Before the outcome is decided, the other families can endure and obey orders.

But if Chu Nan loses, then they will have a perfectly legitimate reason to seize power!

Despite everyone's worries, Jiang Yingxue's eyes remained unusually firm: "Chu Nan will not lose!"

But saying that now is just too enjoyable and comforting to say to myself.

Xia Wantang held Jiang Yingxue's hand tightly, "That's right, my little cutie won't lose!"

As everyone was talking, the enormous figure, over ten feet tall, raised its foot and stomped down on Chu Nan.

Before his feet even touched the ground, a huge dent had already appeared in the ground.

Chu Nan dodged to the side, his foot landing on the spot where he had just stood, causing the ground within a ten-foot radius to sink simultaneously.

Immediately afterwards, Faxiang brought down his double-edged weapon.

Crimson and purple-blue intertwined weapons swept across the sky, leaving behind a blade of light tens of feet wide.

Wherever the light blade passed, the air was cut in two, and a bottomless trench was plowed into the ground.

Chu Nan gripped the Mo Dao tightly with both hands, and the bluish-white light on the blade surged forth as he slashed at the light blade that was dozens of feet wide.

"boom!!!"

The Mo Dao almost slipped from his hand, and the Xuanjia armor on his body made a crisp "crack" sound.

Although it did not completely shatter, a deep black crack was visible to the naked eye on the breastplate.

Fortunately, Chu Nan managed to stop his retreat by using a method of deflecting force.

Faxiang did not pursue him, but simply stood there, looking down at him.

Yan Zonghan's voice came from the Dharma image, grand yet hollow, "Give up. Although I am not a celestial being, this method is a true celestial technique. You cannot win."

Chu Nan stood up, leaning on his long sword. He glanced at the crack on his breastplate and then looked up at the statue.

Indeed, judging from the current situation, I am no match for this Dharma form.

but……

This, on the contrary, excited Chu Nan.

He held the blade upright in front of him, and the phantom of Yazi behind him let out a low growl, its golden, vertical pupils staring intently at the Dharma image.

Then, a bluish-white light surged from his palm and spread along the blade of the Mo Dao.

Wherever the light passed, the shape of the Mo Dao (陌刀) began to change.

Bluish-white patterns appeared on the cold, black blade, as if something was awakening from within.

"Azure Lotus Hundred Weapons Technique - Summoning Weapons and Awakening Their Souls!"

Chu Nan murmured something to himself and then charged towards the ten-zhang-tall Dharma image.

Faxiang once again raised his double-edged weapon.

This time, crimson and purplish-blue light surged simultaneously, and the energy of the blade and the energy of the sword intertwined, forming a two-colored storm that pierced through the heavens and the earth.

The storm spun faster and faster, growing larger and larger, until it finally transformed into a pillar of light that crashed down upon Chu Nan.

Chu Nan raised his sword to meet the attack, and the phantom of Yazi leaped out from the blade, opening its blood-red maw to bite at the pillar of light.

The Yazi was more solid than before, with clearly visible patterns on its scales and a chilling glint in its fangs.

It crashed headfirst into the pillar of light, its fangs biting into the core of the pillar.

A bluish-white light burst forth from Yazi's body, clashing violently with the crimson, purple, and blue light.

"boom!!!"

A burst of light exploded, forming a huge mushroom cloud.

The shockwave surged in all directions, and Lu Xuanji's Xuanwu Grand Array light screen emitted a muffled hum, with ripples spreading across its surface, but it ultimately did not shatter.

The ground suffered, with soil within a radius of hundreds of feet being swept high into the air by the blast wave, forming a cloud that blotted out the sun.

Kim Sung-yeol was the first to jump up, waving his fist and shouting at the top of his lungs, "We won! The Grand Master won!"

"We won...we finally won."

Jin Shouye slumped in the chair, his body feeling as if all his bones had been removed.

Jin Jiucheng leaned back in his chair, closed his eyes, and finally a relieved smile appeared on his lips.

Only Gu Changfeng showed no joy, even though this was the most normal and expected outcome.

But his intuition told him that things wouldn't go so smoothly.

As the smoke and dust slowly dissipated, a huge crater appeared in the center of the battlefield.

The pit was several meters deep, its walls charred black by the high temperature, and the bottom was completely empty.

Seeing this, Gu Changfeng was finally relieved. It seemed that Chu Nan was really dead, without even leaving behind a body.

However, at that moment, a light suddenly appeared at the bottom of the pit.

The light was very faint, slowly seeping from the soil.

One spot of light... two spots of light... three spots of light...

More and more specks of light gathered from the soil at the bottom of the pit and from the air.

Eventually, they slowly gathered at the bottom of the pit, forming a blurry human-shaped outline.

First the legs, then the torso, then the arms, and finally the head.

Then a familiar figure appeared in Kendi—Chu Nan!

Most of his black armor was shattered, and only a few fragments of his face mask remained.

But he stood ramrod straight, without a single wound or even a drop of blood on his body.

As Chu Nan waved his right hand, the scattered fragments of the Mo Dao at the bottom of the pit simultaneously lit up with a bluish-white light, flying towards his palm as if attracted by a magnet.

The fragments reassembled in his palm, and the Mo Dao (a type of long-handled sword) reappeared in his hand.

Even the black armor on his body gradually began to recover.

He raised his longsword, its tip pointing at the dissipating Dharma image in mid-air. "Is this... all your power?"