The Great Martial Saint!

Chapter 699 The Situation is Tricky, Counterfeiting a Powerful Treasure
"A false celestial being!"

Gu Qingchan's starry eyes darkened slightly, her heart filled with trepidation.

Without a doubt, the figure that appeared not far away was a genuine pseudo-celestial being.

At this moment, her mood plummeted to rock bottom.

Even a Grandmaster of Wind and Cloud would likely not fare well against a pseudo-Celestial Being at the height of their power.

On the Grandmaster Ranking, only those ranked in the middle to upper ranks can contend with pseudo-Celestials. Those at the bottom don't even have a chance to fight back.

To compete with a pseudo-celestial being, one would need to be ranked extremely high, even among the Grandmasters of the Wind and Cloud Sect.

Otherwise, facing a false celestial being, defeat is the only outcome.

The only difference is how devastating the defeat was.

Even with today's situation...
Gu Qingchan's wide sleeves cascaded down, her jade-like arms encircling Chen Ping'an, feeling the warmth before her. She slowly lowered her eyes, her gaze trembling slightly.

The true power of the pseudo-heavenly beings can only be truly known when one reaches a certain level.

Even seniors, probably
Gu Qingchan's emotions surged, and she hugged the person in front of her tightly, as if she wanted to become one with him.

"senior."

She was just one step away from confirming her suspicions, but at this moment, that step was no longer important.

Considering everything that has happened in the past, her previous suspicions may actually be the correct answer.

As Gu Qingchan's emotions shifted, Chen Ping'an also got a clear look at the figure of the person who had just arrived.

The newcomer had a sinister face, a hooked nose, and sharp, cold features, like a chilling and ruthless evil god.

His soul essence, though flawed, is profound and indescribable; he is no ordinary pseudo-celestial being!
If they possess secret killing techniques and protective foundations, their combat strength is likely no less than that of a top-tier pseudo-celestial being. Even if there is a difference, it would be negligible.

At the same moment he saw the other person's face clearly, the other person's voice rang out.

His voice was low and hoarse, like countless tiny insects crawling in his trachea, or like rotten iron chains being dragged through a dry well.

"Mangdao?"

That cold, chilling gaze swept over us, radiating madness.

"You chose the path to heaven but refused to take it, and you chose the path to hell. I was going to spare your life a little longer, but you came looking for trouble."

"You know me?" Chen Ping'an's heart skipped a beat.

boom!
In Chen Ping'an's mind, the surging, eerie, and cold divine soul power in mid-air erupted instantly, like the sky collapsing and a mountain torrent pouring down, crashing down with a deafening roar.

The speed of the opponent's attack far exceeded the limits conceivable by ordinary Grandmasters. Almost the instant the divine soul power erupted, the surrounding mountains were in danger of collapsing, and large swathes of rocks began to crumble. The deep pool surged, splashing countless droplets of water.

"Dominator's Domain!"

Countless sword energies intertwined and crisscrossed, sword intent permeated the air, and a massive domain force field surged forth once again, centered on Chen Ping'an.

At the same time, he held the Overlord Blade, concentrated his will, and unleashed the Overlord Slash.

The combat power they displayed was significantly higher than before.

boom!
The blade's edge swirled, its dark light instantly spreading and permeating the air.

"Mysterious Moon Soul Slash!" Gu Qingchan leaned against Chen Ping'an's back, not waiting to die. At the same time as Chen Ping'an made his move, she attacked simultaneously with him.

The intention is to use spiritual attacks to disrupt the opponent's offensive rhythm.

At the same time, the snow-like crystal threads flowed, protecting his body. All the azure water droplets burst forth, forming watery ripples that spread around, overlapping with Chen Ping'an's Overlord Domain, jointly resisting the opponent's powerful attack.

At this moment, although they had not rehearsed, they displayed an indescribable tacit understanding.

boom!
A deafening roar, accompanied by a violent shockwave, swept across the surrounding area.

"Pseudo-Celestial Power!"

The old monster's narrow eyes were filled with apprehension.

Yu Wenqiao and Ge Yuntao, standing to the side, shared similar emotions. The white-haired old man sighed, a hint of expectation in his eyes.

"A powerful pseudo-celestial being!" The White Bone Prince's face showed fear, and his mood darkened.

Although he possesses the White Bone Secret Technique, which, when unleashed, grants him 80% of the combat power of a pseudo-celestial being, he would likely not gain any advantage against such a powerful technique.

Although Xueyanluo did not unleash his full power, even this casual strike was probably enough to make him be on high alert when he was about to unleash his full power.

Amidst the incredibly violent shockwave, Chen Ping'an and Gu Qingchan's figures were revealed.

Before them, exquisite circular rings swirled, radiating dazzling spiritual light. Snow-white silk threads encircled their bodies, like the essence of a swimming dragon.

"Blocked it?" The Devouring Demon Old Monster looked astonished, his face showing disbelief.

With such combat power, the two of them actually managed to block it when they joined forces.

"This brute knife"

His eyes flashed, and the murderous intent within them reached its peak.

Such talent, if not eliminated, will likely cause endless trouble.

"Are you alright?" Chen Ping'an asked with concern.

If Gu Qingchan forces her way out, there is a possibility of backlash, which could lead to injury.

"It's nothing." Gu Qingchan leaned against Chen Ping'an's shoulder, her face a little pale, and gently shook her head.

"Ok?"

Blood Nightmare Luo's expression was strange; he hadn't expected that the two of them working together could actually block one of his attacks.

"I underestimated you!" Blood Nightmare Luo reached out and flicked his wrist, a dark light surging as a slender scythe appeared in his hand.

The scythe has a long, narrow, crescent-shaped blade that gleams with a cold, deathly light. Intricate, eerie spiritual runes are engraved on the blade, swirling with a dark, crimson undercurrent.

"Blood Moon Scythe!"

Old Man Ku Teng looked solemnly at the crescent scythe in Blood Nightmare Luo's hand.

The Blood Moon Scythe, the signature weapon of the Evil Path Master Blood Nightmare Luo, is derived from an extremely powerful treasure. Its grade is far above that of ordinary top-tier divine weapons, making it a fine example of a replica treasure.

"A replica of a treasure!" The White Bone Prince's eyelids twitched, and he could no longer maintain his previous composure.

If he could still block the previous attack under the White Bone Secret Technique, he didn't have much confidence under the Blood Moon Scythe.

No matter how powerful the White Bone Secret Technique is, it can only provide 80% of the combat power of a pseudo-celestial being, not the full amount!
Even the true power of a pseudo-celestial being might not be able to withstand the onslaught of the Blood Nightmare Luo the moment he drew the Blood Moon Scythe.

The Lord of the Evil Path, Blood Nightmare Luo, is no ordinary pseudo-celestial being.

As the master of the Evil Path, Xue Yanluo's foundation is beyond the imagination of others. Even though the Evil Path's headquarters has fallen and its lineage is on the verge of extinction, the foundation of the Evil Path, which has been passed down for two or three thousand years, is beyond the comprehension of ordinary pseudo-celestial beings.

A large part of its treasured heritage probably lies with Blood Nightmare Luo.

"What kind of weapon is this? A top-tier divine weapon? Or...?" Chen Ping'an observed the Blood Moon Scythe in Xue Yanluo's hand.

He had read many books, but for a moment, he couldn't recognize the origin of the weapon in front of him. However, this did not affect his judgment of the weapon's power; the shimmering light and spiritual energy emanating from it proclaimed that this weapon was extraordinary.

"Blood Moon Scythe!" Gu Qingchan recognized the Blood Moon Scythe and whispered in Chen Ping'an's ear in a slightly hurried voice, "This person is the Evil Extreme Path Master!"

A warm, gentle current flowed past his ear. Ignoring the slightly intimate gesture, Chen Ping'an's attention was focused on Gu Qingchan's soft whisper. "The Lord of the Evil Path?"

Wasn't the Evil Path Master, Blood Nightmare Luo, being hunted down by the special envoy team of the Northern Border Pacification Division? How did he end up here?!

Chen Ping'an's changing thoughts.

Rumor has it that the Evil Path Master, Blood Nightmare Luo, possesses formidable pseudo-celestial power, with combat strength approaching that of a top-tier pseudo-celestial. In the previous siege battle, he unleashed the ultimate pseudo-celestial power, breaking through the encirclement.

"Has he ever unleashed the ultimate pseudo-celestial being?"

Although they only exchanged one move in the previous battle, Chen Ping'an's intelligence was exceptional, and he managed to grasp some of the techniques during the brief confrontation.

It seems that Blood Nightmare Luo's condition is no longer at its peak.

These feelings are extremely subtle, and mostly stem from fleeting judgments.

He had some doubts before and was unsure of what he was thinking, but now, after Gu Qingchan's reminder, he realized what was going on.

The Blood Nightmare Demon is likely still injured. While it may not be seriously injured, its condition is definitely not at its peak!
This confirmation made Chen Ping'an's mind start to work.

perhaps
Chen Ping'an's eyes were deep as he gazed at the man in front of him.

At this moment, with the appearance of the Blood Moon Scythe, the situation on the field is undergoing a huge change.

A frenzied, raging aura swept across the arena. The blood-red scythe, like the Grim Reaper's scythe, was filled with an eerie, deathly stillness. The cold, sinister figure seemed to freeze one's very soul.

The battle on the field is about to begin.

But just then, a disapproving voice suddenly rang out.

"The Evil Dao Master is making such a big show of it just to deal with a junior. If word gets out, he'll be laughed out of the room."

"There really is someone else." Chen Ping'an's heart stirred as he sensed the presence of the newcomer.

Above the deep pool, a space slightly distorted, and a figure emerged.

The newcomer had a cold, pale face and dark red hair, as if his blood had congealed. His body was perfectly concealed in a blood-red robe, exuding an aura of madness and chaos.

"Meet the Demon Lord."

"The leader."

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Several people in the room greeted him.

"That's no need for the Demon Lord to trouble himself." Blood Nightmare Luo's gaze was icy as he slowly turned his head.

"The Lord of Ten Thousand Demons?" From Xue Yanluo's words, Chen Ping'an also realized the identity of the newcomer.

Although his aura was not as strong as that of the Evil Dao Master, it was not inferior to that of Old Monster Jin. Such combat power should also be that of a powerful pseudo-celestial being.

"Two powerful pseudo-celestial beings, and unknown trump cards and methods," Chen Ping'an's thoughts shifted, feeling that things were getting a bit tricky.

"The Lord of Ten Thousand Demons, the Master of the Evil Path!" Gu Qingchan leaned on Chen Ping'an's shoulder, her starry eyes darkening.

One pseudo-celestial being is already extremely difficult to deal with; today's situation may have led to a dead end. Now there are two pseudo-celestial beings...
Even Gu Qingchan couldn't help but feel a sense of despair at this moment.

These two pseudo-celestial beings were not ordinary pseudo-celestial beings; even Senior Night Owl would likely be no match for them.
Gu Qingchan buried her face in Chen Ping'an's shoulder and took a deep breath.

If he really is Senior Night Owl.

"Lord of Ten Thousand Demons, do you intend to protect the two of them?" Blood Nightmare Luo's voice was hoarse, casting a questioning glance under his chilling gaze: "Or do you simply wish to be my enemy?"

"To be an enemy?" The Demon Lord's aura remained undiminished, his blood-red robe billowing. "The Dao Lord's reaction is far too extreme. Since we had an agreement to explore the secret realm together, I will naturally keep my promise. However, doesn't the Dao Lord think that this attack is a bit too extravagant?"
This isn't some evil place; although it's sparsely populated, that doesn't mean nobody comes here!

"What does the Lord of Ten Thousand Demons mean?" Blood Nightmare Luo asked coldly.

"Plant the Blood Demon Restriction to use for our own purposes!" the Lord of Ten Thousand Demons said coldly, with faint blood-red runes appearing between his billowing robes.

As soon as he finished speaking, the expressions of the people around him subtly changed. Especially Ge Yuntao, Yu Wenqiao, and others.

"I can kill them with a single move, why bother with all this trouble?" Blood Nightmare Luo sneered disdainfully, "We already have enough manpower, we don't need two more burdens."

Limited by manpower, he had previously listened to the advice of the Demon Lord and spared the lives of several people, but listening before does not mean he will listen now.

The exploration of the secret realm is more than halfway complete. With a little more progress, we will reap the final opportunity. At this crucial juncture, why go through unnecessary trouble and make things complicated?

Killing them on the spot and eliminating them completely would be the best option.

Upon hearing this, the Demon Lord's cold eyes swept over Gu Qingchan on Chen Ping'an's back.

"Mang Dao can die, but Gu Qingchan must live!"

"When did the Lord of Ten Thousand Demons start to have a fondness for beautiful women? He's willing to oppose me just to protect a woman!" Blood Nightmare Luo glared at him coldly, his voice low and menacing.

"That's no trouble for you, Daoist Master," the Demon Lord replied coldly. "I have my reasons for doing this."

"Very well, if that's the case, then so be it." As if he had thought of something, Xue Yanluo's eyes turned cold, and he gave the leader of the Ten Thousand Demons some face: "Chen Ping'an dies, Gu Qingchan lives."

With just a few words, the two decided the fate of Chen Ping'an and Gu Qingchan.

Whoosh!Whoosh!Whoosh!
A flash of light, a surge of true energy, and Ge Yuntao, Yu Wenqiao, and the others surrounded Chen Ping'an and Gu Qingchan, blocking their path. Even figures like the White Bone Prince and the Withered Vine Elder also took action at this moment.

The two pseudo-celestial beings, the Evil Dao Master and the Ten Thousand Demons Sect Master, have reached an agreement, and they will naturally carry it out.

boom! boom! boom!
A series of auras erupted as the White Bone Prince held a white jade bone fan, exuding a chilling aura. Countless bone spikes took shape, stirring up the surrounding area.

The old man with the withered vine's cane swelled in the wind, instantly growing to seven or eight zhang in size, like a giant tree, trying to crush it down.

Ge Yuntao's spear flashed with golden light, its shadows overlapping in a flurry of motion.

Yu Wenqiao made a hand seal with both hands, and the red chains wove like a net.

The Devouring Demon Old Monster's hair danced wildly, and the banners in front of him fluttered in the wind, spitting out bursts of black energy. He looked like a demon or a ghost, baring his fangs and brandishing his claws.

The Lord of Ten Thousand Demons stood on the dark pool, expressionless, observing the situation.

At this moment, in everyone's mind, Chen Ping'an, the ruthless swordsman, was already a dead man.

Brilliantly gifted, with astonishing talent, shining brightly among his contemporaries,
What if there is no such thing?

They were destined to die eventually!
The old monster Devourer looked crazed and couldn't wait any longer.

The death of a rising star is truly something to look forward to!
No matter how deeply you hide your talent, no matter how brilliant you are, comparable to the prodigies of the dynasty, from this day forward, no one will know you anymore.

"Die!"

Blood Nightmare held the Blood Moon Scythe, his eyes were cold and lifeless, and his mad and sadistic aura swept across the field.

Under the Blood Moon Scythe, almost no one survived.

It was at this moment that Chen Ping'an's voice rang in everyone's ears.

His voice was calm and serene, like still water, without the slightest ripple or wave.

"Gentlemen, before deciding on Chen's life or death, shouldn't we also ask for Chen's opinion?"

　There aren't many words yet. I need to adjust my pace and will continue updating this afternoon, around 4 or 5 pm.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)