sjar Chapter 1970
Chapter 1970
"puff!"
Xiao Xuanche was unable to suppress the impact within his divine body and suddenly spat out a mouthful of divine and demonic blood, almost losing his grip on the golden dragon spear he was using to block with his left hand.
This sword strike was merely a casual blow from Chen Xuan, yet it instantly shattered Xiao Xuanche, who was unleashing his full power and displaying his peak strength, forcing him to retreat in a sorry state!
"What? How is this possible?"
This reversal was so astonishing that Dao Yi, Han Jiuling, Xia Jiuyou, and the holy sons and daughters of the various holy lands all exclaimed in surprise.
Even the Holy Sons Bai Qianhuan, Bai Qianjue, Xuan Hao, and Liuli, who had previously clashed with Chen Xuan several times in the Heartless Holy Land, all looked astonished and shocked.
Only Yu'er, Xing'er, and Piaoxue, the Daoist couple, showed faint smiles.
But behind that smile lay a deep worry for Lu Xueqi.
Even now, Lu Xueqi still couldn't recall her husband.
The only person who could cause Chen Xuan to be so emotionally affected was Lu Xueqi, with whom he had formed a bond since their mortal days, grown up together, and become Daoist partners.
"How is this possible? Xuan Che, how can you be so useless! You can't even crush an unknown disciple who has only been a disciple of the Heartless Holy Land for less than a hundred years?" The old woman roared angrily, and the auras of the two elders beside her also rose rapidly.
If the arena projected in the Central World hadn't been transformed from a remnant of a Supreme Emperor Weapon, the three of them would probably have already rushed onto the jade platform and forcibly brought Lu Xueqi back.
But at this moment, they could only watch helplessly, placing all their hopes on the Holy Son Xiao Xuanche.
Xiao Xuanche's heart was filled with shock and disbelief.
He stared intently at Chen Xuan and demanded sharply:
"How is this possible? How can you be so strong? The Great Way of the Sword... the Great Way of the Sword that is utterly perfect and complete!"
"You...you've been hiding your true strength all along!"
After spitting out a mouthful of blood, Xiao Xuanche finally managed to calmly release the violent killing power within his body and quickly regain his composure.
At this moment, he knew that Lu Xueqi was secondary—in this battle, he had to prove himself.
Otherwise, after this battle, his title as the First Holy Son will surely be lost, and he may even lose the great opportunity to enjoy Lu Xueqi, the supreme Holy Maiden's furnace.
Xiao Xuanche slowly flew down to the jade platform and looked at Chen Xuan, who was still holding Lu Xueqi, from afar.
The next second, six streams of immortal energy suddenly appeared around him, each one transcending the mortal realm, and two of them even carried opposing attributes!
At this moment, Xiao Xuanche unleashed his full power, and his aura surged once again, now comparable to that of a True Immortal.
Chen Xuan remained composed, looking at Xiao Xuanche with an indifferent expression.
He gently embraced the person in his arms, feeling her breath and the pain of longing that had separated them for a century and spanned across the stars.
"Who...who are you? Why...why is my body and my soul screaming that I can't let anything happen to you? Tell me, who am I?" After a short period of recuperation, Lu Xueqi's pain in her soul subsided slightly.
She squinted her reddened eyes, pressing against that familiar chest, but that crucial memory remained blurry.
She murmured softly, her voice trembling with tears, filled with confusion and bewilderment.
Upon hearing this, a fierce killing intent suddenly flashed in Chen Xuan's eyes, but he forcibly suppressed it.
He raised his hand and stroked Lu Xueqi's cascading hair, his voice low and gentle:
"In our past life, we met at the Flying Immortal Temple in Tangshan, Longxia Kingdom. That night, we were about to be teleported to this great world, and on that same night, we fell in love and became Daoist partners."
"You were in charge of leading our people from the province across in batches, but unexpectedly, things changed along the way—you and Shi Hao encountered setbacks, deviated from the planned star, and could not find it."
Chen Xuan continued, his eyes filled with endless worry, "I left the star where our new home is located, traversed the void, and traveled through chaos for a hundred years, crossing billions of miles. I have been searching for you until now, and finally I have found you at this moment."
Chen Xuan, his eyes also red, gently touched her cheek and said, "Xueqi, you and I are Daoist partners, Daoist partners who will face life and death together. When I came here, I promised your master, Daoist Zhishun, that no matter how vast the void or how big the universe, I would find you and Shihao, because you are both my family."
As he said this, a hint of disappointment was hidden in Chen Xuan's eyes.
Only he knows how much hardship and difficulty he has endured over the past century.
But the moment he saw Lu Xueqi, all the hardships became worthwhile.
“Dao... Dao Companion? Master…” Lu Xueqi murmured these two words repeatedly, her gaze fixed on Chen Xuan’s face, but her memory was still blank, and she could not recall the past.
The two were immersed in the complex emotions of their reunion, reminiscing about their past, while Xiao Xuanche, in the distance, was already burning with rage.
He harnessed six streams of immortal energy, wielding six golden dragon spears, and with an invincible aura, he pressed down on Chen Xuan, shouting fiercely, "Chen Xuan, prepare to die! Release Xue Qi!"
Chen Xuan's gaze turned cold as he turned to look at him, his voice icy:
"Xiao Xuanche, I have no grudge against you. If you still try to stop me from recognizing Xueqi, then we are mortal enemies, and I will show you no mercy!"
"Hahahaha!" Xiao Xuanche laughed in anger at these words. "Chen Xuan, who do you think I am? And who do you think you are?"
Xiao Xuanche, abandoning his previous gentle demeanor, roared with eyes blazing with fury, "I am the number one holy son of the Yao Guang Holy Land, having been a disciple for 4,600 years. Among my peers, there has never been anyone who can consistently surpass me! You are not worthy to utter such arrogant words! Prepare to die!"
Chen Xuan sneered and shook his head. With a backhand gesture, the Northern Darkness Sword stood in mid-air, pointing straight at the blue sky.
"In that case, I will grant your wish!"
"die!"
The Northern Darkness Sword trembled violently, and the domineering and murderous Dao contained within it began to converge wildly.
"Shh!"
Chen Xuan pointed his sword and slashed down cleanly and decisively.
In an instant, a massive sword beam thousands of miles long tore through the sky and slashed directly at the hundred-foot-tall divine demon body that had transformed into golden light and charged forward.