Limitless Ascension: Strength Amid Adversity – Chapter 237

An Miaoyi appeared, surrounded by dazzling stars, radiating an overwhelming holy light that made her look like a goddess of war from the heavens.

At that moment, her almond-shaped eyes were wide open, glaring at Chen Jizi, her beautiful face filled with a chilling killing intent.

“It’s Sister An!” the disciples of Wendaozong exclaimed in delight.

“Miss, you’ve come out…” Fan Dezhen stared at that familiar figure, somewhat entranced. He never expected that the junior he once had to protect had now grown strong enough to stand on her own.

An Miaoyi felt a chill run down her spine; if she had arrived just a moment later, she might have never seen Uncle Fan again.

Thinking of this, she felt an intense hatred for Chen Jizi.

“Is she the heir to the Starry Immortal Body?” Chen Jizi recognized the rare Starry Immortal Body and a flicker of fear flashed in his eyes, quickly replaced by malice.

So what?

He had the upper hand in cultivation and came from Cangming Dao Sect, practicing the most orthodox Cangming Great Method. He couldn’t believe he’d lose to a mere female at the peak of the Tribulation Stage!

“Die for me!”

Chen Jizi formed hand seals, ghostly images appearing all around him, the winds howled ominously, and eerie flames surrounded him, releasing a wave of despair that washed over everyone like a tide.

In an instant, the emotions of the surrounding cultivators were affected; they felt utterly hopeless and couldn’t stop the tears from flowing.

“Hmph, you’re a crooked path!” An Miaoyi scoffed. With unwavering will, she punched forward, the fist radiance transforming into a dazzling meteor, shooting off like lightning.

Boom!

A dull explosion echoed.

“Huh?” An Miaoyi raised an eyebrow, noticing a gate of death blocking her way. Just as she was about to act, countless gates of the Underworld suddenly revealed themselves around her.

“Fire of Kongming!”

Chen Jizi changed his hand seals and sneered.

Swish, swish, swish~

All the Underworld Gates opened simultaneously, unleashing a hurricane of ghostly green flames, powerful enough to incinerate anything trapped within into ashes.

Chen Jizi was confident; under this attack, even the strongest Tribulation Stage cultivator would either be dead or severely injured. And with his cultivation above hers, the outcome was easy to predict.

“Not good!” Everyone gasped in shock.

At this moment, a brilliant light burst forth like a shining star, violently shaking the many gates of the Underworld until they shattered into pieces, dissipating into thin air.

An Miaoyi was bathed in starshine, her beautiful eyes holding countless star-like glimmers, making it hard to look directly at her.

“Let me show you a new technique I’ve comprehended.”

“Pegasus Meteor Fist!”

As the words left her lips, a torrent of silver fist radiance fell like rain, exuding a world-destroying aura.

“What?!”

Feeling the immense pressure, Chen Jizi was drenched in cold sweat as he scrambled to counter the Pegasus Meteor Fist with all his might.

But soon, he couldn’t hold on any longer, his body nearly bursting apart as blood bloomed like flowers.

“Ah!” Chen Jizi screamed in agony. Just as despair settled in, his token sensed the life-threatening danger and unleashed a burst of astonishing energy, enveloping his shattered form.

Boom!

At that moment, all of Chen Jizi’s injuries instantly healed, and he erupted with an aura hundreds of times stronger than before.

“Looks like the token granted by the Sect Master has activated! I can’t believe there’s even a trace of immortal power refined by the Sect Master inside, allowing me to pull through this crisis and gain temporary strength!” His heart raced with both shock and elation.

As a representative of Cangming Dao Sect, it was only natural for him to be taken seriously.

“Bitch, I’ll make you pay!”

Chen Jizi’s face twisted into a cruel grin, as he formed seals with one hand, channeling the terrifying aura of the Inferno Great Palm Seal to crush the incoming meteor fists.

“This…”

An Miaoyi’s expression changed, a sense of foreboding filling her heart.

And then, with divine assistance, Chen Jizi easily dispelled her attack.

Bang!

An Miaoyi was sent flying, crashing heavily against the mountainside with a deafening roar.

“Puh!”

She couldn’t help but spit out a mouthful of blood, mixed with the remnants of her shattered organs, her lovely face turning pale, her spirit clearly weakened.

Her bright eyes were filled with sorrowful fury.

“Sister An!” the disciples cried out in despair.

“No…” Fan Dezhen felt hopeless; was this the depth of Cangming Dao Sect? Just one random strong person had power beyond imagination.

“Ha ha ha,”

Chen Jizi laughed loudly, his voice infused with invincible arrogance, his heart swelling with pride as if he could suppress the entire Eastern Domain with just a wave of his hand!

“I’ve changed my mind, everyone here must die!”

A cruel smile spread across his face, and the glint of murder sparked in his eyes. He intended to take swift vengeance, to shock all forces in the Eastern Domain.

The winds howled in fury, and a massive ancient gate of Asura opened, releasing countless dark infernal chains, intertwining like runes of order, emitting a spine-chilling energy wave.

Clatter, clatter!

A barrage of infernal chains extended in all directions, aiming to drag every cultivator apart from him into an endless abyss of death.

“Run!”

Everyone went into a panic, many getting tangled up in chains, struggling in the air with terror plastered on their faces.

The scene was terrifying.

As long as they were on the territory of the Hundred Thousand Immortal Mountains, even cultivators wandering nearby would be ensnared by the ancient chains.

There was no resistance!

“Damn it…” An Miaoyi gritted her teeth, trying to break free from the chains, but it was useless. She could only watch helplessly as she and her fellow disciples were dragged toward that dark gate.

In a critical moment,

A sharp black blade aura appeared, not attacking the gate but aimed at the caster.

Pshh~

“Ah!” Chen Jizi clutched his bloody severed arm, letting out a chilling scream.

Beads of sweat dotted his forehead, and he was soaked in cold sweat.

That last blade was almost fatal!

This little Eastern Domain had such a powerful swordsman?!

Because his spell was forcibly interrupted, the gate of Asura vanished, and all the cultivators bound by chains returned to their senses and frantically withdrew, fearful of what just occurred.

“We’re saved!” Fan Dezhen and the others exhaled in relief, excitement visible on their faces.

“Who was that?! Step forward if you’re brave enough!” Chen Jizi shouted in fury and shock.

Desperately, he tried to reattach his severed arm, but was horrified to find the residual sword intent at the wound incredibly formidable, making it hard to regrow flesh.

Following the source of the attack, he gritted his teeth, “Is it you, kid, who did this?”

What first caught his eyes was a young man in blue, with thick eyebrows, big eyes, dark skin, and bright, clear eyes.

The Great Mushroom King was startled, repeatedly waving his hands, “No, no, it wasn’t me. You’ve got the wrong person.”

Saying this, he awkwardly stepped aside, making way.

A figure wearing a hat, Li Wujie, swaggered in with a large sword over his shoulder and a blade of grass in his mouth, exuding a roguish charm.

“I’m here on Master’s orders, patrolling the mountains!”