Chapter 182 - 91: The Final Battle Begins

Chapter 182: Chapter 91: The Final Battle Begins

When the armor enveloped Chen Qianjun, Jiang Xuan frowned, realizing his gravity could no longer affect him directly.

Even the effect of gravity was partially nullified by the armor.

This sight made Jiang Xuan frown, but he wasn’t overly surprised.

In the Cultivation Realm, your techniques weren’t the only ones with miraculous effects.

Jiang Xuan’s Nether Abyss Dharma Eye could manipulate gravity, but the Chen Family, a millennium-old Noble Family of the Shenxiao Sect, naturally had trump cards of their own.

The Hundred Battles Refining Form was their core heritage and Mystical Technique.

With this Cultivation Technique, the disciples of the Chen Family could use Blood Qi combined with Spiritual Materials to forge all sorts of unusual weapons and armor.

As he had his sights set on a Treasure-Level Spiritual Treasure, Jiang Xuan had always considered Chen Qianjun his ultimate opponent. As such, he was familiar with some of the Chen Family’s public information.

The Prison-Suppressing Armor was the set of Spirit Armor most commonly forged by the Chen Family’s disciples in their early stages.

The effect of this armor was quite simple and brutal: by smelting rare Spiritual Materials with Blood Qi, then embedding special Talismans and Restrictions, the armor would possess the ’Spirit Suppression’ effect.

—Conventional techniques applied to the armor would be directly blocked, and even some powerful techniques would be weakened.

This armor could even be upgraded. If a ’Dragon Vein’ were to undergo Refinement and be sealed inside, the armor would be able to counter ninety percent of all techniques in the world.

In fact, an ancestor of the Chen Family had once successfully sealed a Dragon Vein, which is why this series of armor was named ’Prison-Suppressing’—it alluded to suppressing a prison to lock away a dragon.

Of course, Chen Qianjun’s armor clearly didn’t contain a sealed Dragon Vein. He couldn’t afford armor like that anyway.

But from the Flood Dragon patterns, Jiang Xuan knew its forging had involved smelting some Dragon Scales. In other words, Chen Qianjun had likely tempered his body with the Blood of the Flood Dragon as a child.

And this, in turn, made his armor’s Spirit Suppression effect extremely potent.

Thus, the effects of Jiang Xuan’s gravity were partially nullified by this armor.

THUD!

In the end, Chen Qianjun still hit the ground, but by nullifying most of the Magic’s effect, he managed to land steadily instead of collapsing in a heap.

PAT... PAT...

As the cloud of dust settled, Chen Qianjun emerged from within, dusting off his hands.

"The ability to control my body from a distance... Quite impressive. A shame, really. My Chen Family consists of Body Cultivators. For a thousand years, we have focused on how to deal with Magic Cultivators and avoid being kited. This suit of Prison-Suppressing Armor is the culmination of our family’s efforts."

"And I have been nurtured with the full might of the Chen Family. Therefore, you, who specializes in techniques, are countered by me."

As he spoke, he wasn’t smug or pleased, but rather regretful. "I thought we could have a truly satisfying battle to the death. What a pity. You’re countered by me. This battle is my vict—"

HUMMM!

Before he could finish his sentence, the Nether Abyss Dharma Eye on Jiang Xuan’s forehead opened a little wider, and an aura that could only be described as terrifying erupted from his body.

And as he channeled his Magical Power, Jiang Xuan’s cold sneer cut through the air.

"Enough of your monologue. Countered? Hah. Do you really think my techniques are so useless? You think a mere suit of armor can block my Divine Techniques and seal my techniques?"

"The fight is just getting started!"

HUMMM—!

Before the words had even faded, Jiang Xuan thrust out his right hand. The next moment, as his five fingers trembled slightly, the ground beneath Chen Qianjun’s feet and all around him began to tremble violently. RUMBLE RUMBLE RUMBLE!

This sight made Chen Qianjun’s brow twitch; he sensed a mortal threat.

"I underestimated you."

BAM!

Just as he stomped down hard, intending to charge at Jiang Xuan, Jiang Xuan’s attack was fully unleashed.

"Earthquake: Dragon and Snake!"

BOOM!