Chapter 1742 - 1739: It’s Your Turn!
Master Jingkong’s words were quite satisfactory to Li Chen.
"Very well, there is a Jade Talisman in the storage ring, and if you make a decision, just crush it. At that time, no matter where I am, I will rush to return the Fantian Relics to your temple unharmed!"
Master Jingkong responded, "Master Li, your generosity is overwhelming, and I represent the Fantian Temple to express our deep gratitude!"
Li Chen waved his hand, indicating that his conversation with Master Jingkong would temporarily come to an end.
Master Jingkong understood Li Chen’s intention and tactfully stepped back, standing in line with Li Mengjiao.
The retreat of Master Jingkong and Li Mengjiao directly isolated Mo Zhan.
Mo Zhan never imagined that things would develop to this point.
If he could join forces with Master Jingkong and Li Mengjiao, the three against one might not defeat Li Chen, but leaving here alive wouldn’t be too difficult.
But now, both Master Jingkong and Li Mengjiao have established ties with Li Chen.
It seems that the two of them will no longer join forces with him.
Thinking of this, Mo Zhan felt deep despair.
At this moment, Li Chen’s voice, as chilling as the Death God, suddenly rang out.
"Mo Zhan, do you have any last words?"
Upon hearing Li Chen’s question, cold as the Death God’s Soul Summoning Song, Mo Zhan’s heart skipped a beat.
After composing himself, he urgently spoke with a pleading tone, "Taoist Li Chen, we have no past grudges or present enmity, why pursue me to the end?"
"Moreover, it’s better to resolve enmity than to form it. If you’re willing to let me go, I and the entire Heavenly Demon Sect will owe you a favor!"
Mo Zhan brought up the Heavenly Demon Sect hoping that Li Chen would have reservations about acting against him.
After all, the Heavenly Demon Sect is a Demon Expert in this Heavenly Domain.
If Li Chen doesn’t want to oppose the Heavenly Demon Sect, or the entire Demon Path, and provoke endless troubles, then he must not act against him.
With Li Chen’s intelligence, how could he not understand the underlying message in Mo Zhan’s words?
In response, he didn’t answer directly but instead let out a cold laugh.
Li Chen’s silence and cold laughter sent chills down Mo Zhan’s spine.
He opened his mouth to say something but feared that the wrong words might provoke Li Chen, leading to his death.
After all, Li Chen killed the Heavenly Pride Zhuge Qingyun of the Liuyun Sect and the Zhao Family’s rightful heir Zhao Wuyou, as well as Loose Cultivator Heavenly Pride Dugu Bai without blinking an eye.
The Liuyun Sect is one of the three major righteous sects in the Heavenly Domain, and though its overall power doesn’t match the Heavenly Demon Sect, it’s not to be underestimated.
The Zhao Family, dubbed the number one family in the Heavenly Domain, has a history that spans millions of years, with unparalleled strength.
Even the least founded Dugu Bai wasn’t without background. His master, Dongfang Qiubai, was acclaimed the top expert in the Heavenly Domain after Alcohol Sword Immortal Li Mubai’s death.
Li Chen killed such three top Heavenly Prides without hesitation, so killing a Chief Heavenly Pride of the Heavenly Demon Sect wouldn’t be a big deal either.
After a cold laugh, Li Chen nonchalantly asked, "Do you know Young Master Mo, Mo Yu?"
Hearing Li Chen’s indifferent inquiry, Mo Zhan was startled.
"I know. What happened to Mo Yu?"
Li Chen remained expressionless and calmly replied, "I’ve killed him!"
Upon hearing that Mo Yu had met his end at Li Chen’s hand, Mo Zhan exclaimed in shock.
"What, you killed Mo Yu?"
Li Chen nodded, "That’s right. Why, do you have any objections?"
Hearing Li Chen’s question, Mo Zhan was angry but dared not speak, shaking his head repeatedly, "No, no!"
"Mo Yu’s nature was arrogant; meeting his end at Taoist Li’s hands is likely his own doing and deserved!"
Upon hearing Mo Zhan’s response, Li Chen couldn’t help but clap his hands and laugh, saying, "Well said, his own doing and deserved!"
Seeing Li Chen laugh, Mo Zhan also followed with a forced laugh.
After laughing for a while, Li Chen asked again, "Then do you know Mo Qing?"
Although Mo Zhan had already guessed that Mo Qing likely met with mishap, he still held a sliver of hope.
But now, upon hearing Li Chen mention this name, Mo Zhan was struck as if by a Thunder Strike, his face filled with anger.
"I do. Did you kill her too?"
Li Chen slowly nodded, "That’s correct, I killed her too, and now I’m going to kill you. Do you have any objections?"
Upon hearing these words from Li Chen, Mo Zhan was utterly enraged.
Instantly, he roared hysterically, like a beast driven to the brink.
"Li Chen, don’t bully people too much. I, Mo Zhan, am not a soft persimmon!"
Li Chen shook his head with a smile, saying, "I didn’t treat you as a soft persimmon. In my eyes, you’re nothing but an ant!"
Li Chen’s condescending attitude and merciless mockery were unbearable for Mo Zhan.
"How despicable, wanting to kill me, Mo Zhan, is not that easy!"
After a furious roar, Mo Zhan struck first, conjuring a massive Ink Blade like an octopus squirting inky liquid, tumultuously engulfing towards Li Chen.
Seeing this, Li Chen’s pupils slightly narrowed, emitting two sharp lights piercing through the mist, locking firmly on Mo Zhan’s figure.
At this moment, Mo Zhan did not have the courage to perish with Li Chen but wanted to use the demon fog as a cover to escape.
Upon detecting Mo Zhan’s intention, Li Chen couldn’t help but curl a disdainful smile at the corner of his mouth.
"Heh, just now, Mo Qing used this move and couldn’t escape from my grasp. Do you think you’ll be an exception?"
While speaking, Li Chen raised his palm, from which a whirl of black cyclone condensed.
This black cyclone resembled a primordial beast, opening its bloody maw, devouring the black mist.
In no time, the previously overwhelming and tumultuous dense fog vanished into thin air.
Seeing his once unstoppable move lose its effect, Mo Zhan was greatly horrified.
But as the Demon Son of the Heavenly Demon Sect, he was no stranger to peril.
After calming himself, without any hesitation, he swung the Ink Blade, forming a fierce whirlwind violently surging toward Li Chen.
Countless blades swirled around the whirlwind.
The extremely sharp blades could easily cut through the surrounding void.
Witnessing this, even Li Mengjiao gasped in astonishment.
Clearly, Mo Zhan’s desperate struggle showcased terrifying combat power far beyond her imagination.
If she were in Li Chen’s position, she would probably have to use the Absolute Zero Ice Cold Technique to defend against it.