Chapter 509: All Prodigies Defeated, Zhou Chen Steps In

Night Without Trace extended his right hand and pressed down lightly against the Void Realm.

Rumble!

A black devilish palm that blotted out the sun appeared out of thin air.

Upon that devilish palm, the roars of countless wronged souls and malicious ghosts swirled; the palm lines were as deep as ravines, emitting a despairing aura of death.

Crack!

Under the devilish palm, Nangong Yue's sword formation was like fragile glass, instantly shattering into a sky full of iron shards.

The fiery mad dragon was seized by the devilish palm and let out a mournful cry before being crushed directly into scattered sparks.

The giant axe struck the devilish palm without leaving even a white mark; instead, the counter-shock force sent it flying from the user's hand.

Puff! Puff! Puff!

The three great Prodigies spat out blood simultaneously, their bodies like kites with broken strings as they smashed violently into the earth.

Dust and smoke rose everywhere.

In just one move.

The three top Prodigies possessing Inscription Fragments were utterly defeated!

The entire field was deathly silent.

Everyone was frightened senseless by this terrifying power.

Is this the might of an Immortal Emperor?

It was a gap that numbers simply could not bridge!

“Night Without Trace, die!”

Ling Xiao stepped forward.

Boom!

A vast aura erupted from within his body.

The aura on his body was clearly at the Tenth Layer Immortal King, yet at this moment, his cultivation actually climbed again, as if faintly touching that invisible barrier.

Behind him, nine brilliant pillars of light soared into the sky, transforming into nine phantoms of divine dragons of different colors, circling and roaring in the Void Realm.

“Mystic Sky Secret Technique: Nine Dragons Suppressing the World!”

Ling Xiao formed hand seals, and the nine divine dragon phantoms instantly solidified, diving toward Night Without Trace with the prestige of suppressing the heavens.

At the same time.

Xuanyuan Lan, who had been silent, also took action.

Though he was proud, he understood the principle that if the lips are gone, the teeth will be cold.

“Three Thousand Weak Waters!”

The folding fan in Xuanyuan Lan's hand swung out fiercely.

Crashing—

A surging river appeared out of thin air in the Void Realm.

The river water was as black as ink, each drop weighing a thousand pounds and emitting an aura that could corrode all things.

This was the legendary Weak Water, where even a down feather wouldn't float and birds found it hard to cross!

The two top Prodigies joined forces, their momentum so grand that they actually faintly withstood Night Without Trace's devilish might.

“A bit interesting.”

Looking at the incoming nine dragons and Weak Water, a flicker of seriousness finally flashed in Night Without Trace's eyes.

“But that is all.”

His black robes billowed, and countless black devilish inscriptions emerged from beneath his skin, crawling all over his strange and beautiful face.

“Eternal Night Demon Physique!”

Bang!

Night Without Trace advanced instead of retreating, directly using his Physical Body to crash into those nine divine dragons.

A tooth-aching sound of bone-on-bone collision rang out.

Those nine divine dragons of startling prestige were actually smashed to pieces by his fists—three of them, hard and fast!

The remaining six divine dragons coiled around him, biting frantically, yet they couldn't even break his skin; instead, they were corroded by the Devilish Qi on his body, making a sizzling sound.

“Break for me!”

Night Without Trace let out a great shout, his arms shaking violently.

Boom!

The remaining six divine dragons instantly exploded, dissipating into a sky full of light spots.

Ling Xiao suffered a backlash, his face turning pale as he retreated three steps.

But it wasn't over yet.

The pitch-black river of Weak Water had already swept in front of Night Without Trace.

“Water?”

Night Without Trace sneered and sucked in a breath.

Whoosh—

The Weak Water, which was enough to corrode the Physical Body of an undying Immortal King, was actually swallowed into his stomach in one go, just like drinking soup!

“The taste isn't bad, just a bit cold.”

Night Without Trace wiped the corner of his mouth and let out a burp.

Xuanyuan Lan's eyes almost popped out.

What kind of monster is this?!

Right then.

Ling Xiao wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth, the Battle Intent in his eyes becoming even more elevated instead.

“Again!”

He charged forward once more.

This time, he burned his Origin.

Even if he were to die, he would knock out one of this Devil Head's teeth!

Xuanyuan Lan gritted his teeth and followed suit, charging forward.

The great battle erupted once again.

Unexpectedly, the outcome was decided very quickly.

Ling Xiao lost.

He lost miserably.

Even after burning his Origin, it was still not enough in the face of the absolute power gap.

He was stepped on the chest by Night Without Trace, his whole person sinking into the ground; an unknown number of ribs were broken, and blood mixed with fragments of internal organs constantly gushed from his mouth.

Xuanyuan Lan was even more miserable.

His life-bound Emperor Weapon, the Water Cold Fan, had been snapped, and half of his body had been corroded black by Devilish Qi; he was lying in the distance, his life or death unknown.

“This is the so-called Righteous Path Prodigy?”

Night Without Trace stepped on Ling Xiao's chest, looking down at him with eyes full of contempt.

“You don't even have the qualification to make me use a second move.”

He bent down and reached out toward Ling Xiao's brow.

On Night Without Trace's fingers, black Devilish Qi reached out like tentacles, wanting to drill into Ling Xiao's Sea of Consciousness.

“Stop… it…”

Ling Xiao stared wide-eyed, wanting to resist, but he didn't even have the strength to move a finger.

At this critical moment.

“Hey.”

A lazy voice abruptly rang out on the battlefield.

Night Without Trace's movements stopped.

He slowly turned his head, looking toward the direction the voice came from.

He saw Zhou Chen walking over step by step with his hands in his pockets.

He walked very casually.

The terrifying aftershocks of the battle around him would automatically dissipate when they came within three feet of his body.

“Heh.”

Night Without Trace sneered, his foot suddenly applying force.

Crack!

Ling Xiao's sternum shattered again, and he let out a muffled groan, nearly fainting from the pain.

“Since you like saving people so much, then come and try to save him.”

Night Without Trace looked at Zhou Chen provocatively: “Or do you also want to taste the feeling of being stepped underfoot?”

Zhou Chen stopped his pace.

He looked at Ling Xiao, who was being stepped on like a dead dog, and sighed.

“To be honest, I'm not that close with this guy, we even have a bit of a grudge.”

Zhou Chen shrugged: “But there's no choice, who told him to owe me money? If he dies, who am I going to collect the debt from?”

“Courting death!”

Night Without Trace lost his patience.

He raised his hand and fired a Devil Light Finger.

Shoo!

The black finger beam instantly pierced through the Void Realm, coming straight for Zhou Chen's brow.

This finger didn't hold back at all.

It was enough to insta-kill any Tenth Layer Immortal King!

However.

When the finger beam shot in front of Zhou Chen.

Clang!

A crisp chime of a bell rang out.

A small, ancient bell appeared out of thin air, blocking the front of the finger beam.

That finger beam, which was enough to pierce through stars, struck the bell wall and actually didn't even splash a spark, dissipating directly.

“Hmm?”

Night Without Trace's pupils shrank slightly.

He finally took a serious look at the youth before him, whom he had always regarded as an ant.

As the Young Lord of the Eternal Night Demon Palace, his knowledge was naturally extraordinary.

He recognized the unusualness of this Magic Treasure at a glance.

“No wonder you dare to be so arrogant; it turns out you have an Emperor Weapon protecting you.”

The greed in Night Without Trace's eyes instantly surged.

He kicked Ling Xiao away, his entire person transforming into a streak of black lightning, instantly appearing before Zhou Chen.

In the next moment, Night Without Trace's five fingers formed a claw, carrying a devilish might that could tear through the firmament, and grabbed toward the chaos bell hovering above Zhou Chen's head.

“Want it?”

Zhou Chen grinned, revealing a set of white teeth.

“Call me daddy, and I'll give it to you.”

Boom!