Atlas of Heaven and Man.

Chapter 1318 The Bright Light of the Azure Sky Refines the Dharma Form, Subduing Demons and Fighting Monsters Among Immortals!
A burst of fire erupted from the opposite pit wall, spraying sand and dirt outwards.

Inside the crater impacted by the spiritual energy, Drakholm shook off his massive body, removing the dust that covered him. Dark gray spiritual energy emanated from his body, propelling him out of the opposite crater wall.

At Morton's location, the energy emanating from the rift rapidly filled the gaps in his body, and some of the reconstructed, broken body tissues returned to his body.

The six-winged messenger flew back from the distant sky and landed beside Iloth once again.

Chen Chuan exhaled and raised the long sword in front of him once again.

The next moment, the four men rushed down from the high place and launched another attack on him.

Intense bursts of light and fire, along with deafening roars, erupted frequently from the pit's perimeter. Flashes of light and flame occasionally emanated from the pit's sides, only to be quickly enveloped by billowing smoke and dust.

Long Xian and Master Gao Xu looked solemn. Although Chen Chuan forced people back every time, the fighters of Dongxuan Temple had amazing strength. No matter how damaged they were, as long as they were not completely crushed and their flesh and blood were completely wiped out, they could recover in the blink of an eye.

Having lost room to maneuver, and under the relentless onslaught of the crowd, Chen Chuan could no longer find the same opportunities as before.

Even if he could briefly contend with his opponent using his superior strength and resilience, his recovery speed was far inferior to that of his opponent, so he had absolutely no way to win this battle.

Meanwhile, Chen Chuan continued to engage in attacks with the others. In this high-intensity battle, he was constantly expending a lot of energy, and the replenished energy could not make up for the consumption. His body was also feeling a long-lost fatigue.

But he didn't seem to care about any of that. He would never stop until he got there and reached the next level.

After the fierce battle lasted for several minutes, Chen Chuan once again forced the attackers to retreat.

He didn't know how many times this had happened. At this moment, his mask was shattered, his protective suit was already tattered, and droplets of blood were floating from his body.

At the same time, the spiritual fire within his body spread outwards, a sign of extreme strain on his power, indicating that his body had reached its limit.

Anyone could see that after a few more attacks, he wouldn't be able to hold on any longer.

Ranming glanced at the situation below, then looked up at the crevice above. Once this person was eliminated, no one would be able to help the Heavenly Secrets Sect anymore, and the Celestial Master would be isolated and unable to return.

Meanwhile, the situation here was also transmitted by Drachholm and others to Durant and his team in the distance via a channel.

Meanwhile, the airship's command center also received the message.

Cassian, Orin, and other staff members could finally breathe a sigh of relief. At least for now, the situation was developing in a positive direction, and they could send good news to the executive government.

However, they asked another question out of concern:
"how long will it take?"

Drachholm stared at Chen Chuan below the pit, paused for a moment, and then gave a clear reply:

"Within three minutes."

Cassian and his team were relieved to receive this reply.

However, they did have some respect for Chen Chuan. He had single-handedly held them off for so long and almost disrupted the Federation's entire plan. If it had dragged on any longer, things would have been unpredictable, but thankfully that was no longer the case.

Cassian glanced at his watch, hesitated for a moment, then turned around, opened his arms, and said, "Gentlemen, the news from the front is that we will be able to achieve victory in three minutes."

The once somewhat lifeless command room perked up a little upon hearing the announcement.

Seeing this, Cassian raised his watch, pointed, and made a joke.

“I remember on my first date, the girl made me wait for an extra hour. Now I only have to wait three minutes. I believe I have that much patience.”

The crowd burst into laughter, and then they were clearly motivated.

Drachholm ended the call, picked up his twin swords, and with his spirit form wielding a shield and flail, charged downwards.

This confrontation lasted for almost a minute before Chen Chuan finally forced them to retreat.

Everyone involved in the attack could clearly feel that Chen Chuan's strength had greatly diminished compared to before, and he was even struggling to force them back.

Seeing the large amount of blood droplets emanating from Chen Chuan's body, and the almost uncontrollable spiritual light and fire, one knew that he had embarked on a path of recklessly burning himself.

Even without targeting him, he could exhaust himself just by standing there. If they joined the attack, it would inevitably accelerate the process. The three minutes that Draco gave was still too conservative.

What no one saw was that, contrary to all these signs, Chen Chuan's eyes were becoming brighter and brighter, and his heartbeat was becoming stronger and stronger.

He could clearly feel his blood draining away, but new blood was constantly replenishing his body; he could sense more mutated tissue dying in the battle, only to be rapidly replaced by new tissue. This process was unusually fast, almost dozens of times faster than usual.

In particular, those mutated purple qi organizations also became active, communicating with the purple qi in the heavens and continuously drawing down enormous amounts of energy from it.

However, this energy was not used for combat, but rather to replenish this transformation. After forcing someone back, Chen Chuan was so exhausted that he pressed one hand to the ground and held the Snow Lord Blade stuck there in the other hand to support his body. At this moment, he could hardly stand up.

However, his eyes shone with an almost overflowing light, which was the result of the mutated tissues that had transformed to a certain extent, gradually shifting from simply taking to giving back to the body.

At that moment, he heard a crisp sound, and the golden talisman surrounding him shattered completely, scattering into pieces.

Chen Chuan only glanced at it briefly and didn't pay any more attention to it. At this moment, the Heavenly Fish was flying around him, transmitting strands of information to him.

Those were mostly secret methods of refining and storing vital energy, passed down through various sects. Clearly, the Heavenly Mystery Fish, who was closest to him, understood his current situation.

He didn't look at it much, just glanced at it briefly, but even without actively using it, the mutated tissue in his body naturally absorbed and utilized some things that were beneficial to him.

At this moment, the skin on his body fell off with a soft rustling sound, turning into ashes and scattering away, but underneath, newly formed skin as white as jade was revealed.

At the same time, a powerful aura began to emanate uncontrollably.

Something is wrong!
Ran Ming's gaze suddenly sharpened. As a True Person of the Heavenly Mystery Sect, he was the first to notice this abnormal aura. He suddenly felt a chill run down his spine, and he even ignored the mental transmission, unable to help but shout:
"Quick! Stop him!"

Drakholm charged forward almost the instant he spoke. Chen Chuan looked at the huge ball of fire coming toward him, and simply turned to the side, bracing himself against the ground, to avoid it.

He then ignored it, simply raising his arm. The faint golden chains that had been binding his body suddenly tightened, making a creaking sound, as if they were about to break.

After rushing a short distance, Drakholm quickly turned around. As he turned, Chen Chuan glanced at him. When their eyes met, he was startled and a sense of fear inexplicably rose in his heart.

He roared, released his two swords, and aimed his palms at Chen Chuan, unleashing a powerful spiritual shockwave.

At this moment, Chen Chuan raised his hand and blocked the spiritual impact with a bang. In the flashing light, he slowly stood up.

Everyone, including Drachholm, could see clearly that he had blocked such a powerful spiritual impact with just the seemingly weak spiritual fire in his palm. This was unimaginable and made people doubt its power.

However, the shaking ground and the rocks and gravel rolling down the pit walls proved the immense power it contained.

Chen Chuan didn't look there again. He just stood up straight. At this moment, the mutated tissue in his body was still undergoing transformation, and his spirit was constantly rising, soaring into the heavens.

The purple aura that filled the sky at the highest point seemed to ignite, and the purple aura around his body also reacted in the same way. The two forces pulled each other together, pouring a massive amount of energy into his body.

Every short time that passed, he could feel himself becoming stronger than before.

Under this ever-increasing force, it seemed as if some obstacle was broken through at some point, and in that instant, everything around seemed to shatter.

He seemed to stand alone in a magnificent and vast universe, his insignificant self both opposing and merging with the boundless sky.

In that instant, he seemed to see many things, a variety of bizarre and indescribable things swirling around the sky, and countless pieces of information rushed towards him all at once.

There are many things in there that are incomprehensible, just like the feeling he had when he first put on the boundary token and suddenly came to know the world.

At that moment, a flashing light appeared on one side of the sky, illuminating his entire body. He turned his head and saw a spiritual impact rushing towards him.

The impact was originally too fast to avoid, but at this moment, the trajectory of the rushing object appeared very clear and slow to him.

He calmly watched the approaching light without making any move to shield or avoid it.

The next moment, the impact of the flames slammed into him.

But after a flash of light, everyone found that he was standing there unharmed, and it seemed that he had not used his spiritual fire for defense.

Seeing this scene, everyone couldn't help but feel a chill run down their spines.

Chen Chuan raised his eyes, and countless scattered black ash particles in the air were drawn down by an invisible force. These were originally his discarded blood and fragmented skin tissue, which now fell onto his body little by little. In just a short while, they filled and repaired his tattered cloak, making it look brand new.

At that moment, a golden book flew out from his body and slowly floated down in front of him.

The scroll continued to roll and soon reached the last section. He looked at it, and as ancient characters slowly appeared, he read them aloud:

"Divine powers reach the heavens with purple flames, heavenly secrets borrow energy to transform calamities, the bright light of the azure sky refines the Dharma form, subduing demons and fighting monsters, a mortal among men!"

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(End of this chapter)