Chapter 291: Huang Mingzhi’s Skill

Chapter 291: Chapter 291: Huang Mingzhi’s Skill


Wait a minute, something’s not right. The wind is not right. The fluctuations in the aura are not right. What is this?


Huang Mingzhi, who was battling him, was the first to sense it. His pupils contracted, his breathing turned rapid, and in an instant, his scalp went numb...


He was actually an Emperor Tao as well!


With a casual wave of his hand, Chen Pingping unleashed terrifying Emperor Tao Principles, densely packed and filling the space.


Huang Mingzhi was panic-stricken. So strong!


In the brief span of a few breaths, the attack in his hands solidified. He forgot to strike. A senseless notion filled his mind: I can’t win!


BANG!


An invisible Power Path, like a crashing wave, directly shattered his attack and sent him flying.


Everyone was astonished.


"You!" Huang Mingzhi stabilized himself, staring at Chen Pingping in horror. Which layer of the Emperor Tao realm is this?


The attack just now was too fast; he couldn’t perceive it.


Chen Pingping smiled. "Do you still want to fight?"


"He’s an Emperor Tao!" Huang Mingzhi exclaimed. "Damn it, Chen Pingping is actually an Emperor Tao powerhouse as well!"


As soon as these words were spoken, the entire scene erupted into chaos.


But soon, they were confused. Emperor Tao? No, right? Why couldn’t they sense that kind of Dharma Principle fluctuation?


Huang Mingzhi was still screaming as if he had discovered some incredible secret. It wasn’t until he noticed the expressions of the onlookers that his face suddenly stiffened.


"You don’t believe me?" he asked with wide eyes.


"We do," someone said, "but you seem to be an Emperor Tao too, right?"


"..."


Right! Huang Mingzhi remembered. He too was an Emperor Tao powerhouse. Why should he be afraid of this bastard?


He calmed down and began to analyze the battle that had just occurred. I must have missed something.


Oh, right! Chen Pingping had suddenly displayed the strength of an Emperor Tao, shocking him so much that he had forgotten to resist. Otherwise, it’s not certain who would have severely injured whom!


"Divine Battle, Slaughter!" Huang Mingzhi roared, his disheveled hair falling over his shoulders as he unleashed a powerful skill.


A Shadow emerged behind him.


It towered dozens of feet tall, burly and majestic. It was faceless yet possessed a pair of crimson eyes. At first glance, it resembled a demon that had walked out of the depths of hell.


Its entire being was wrapped in black mist, mysterious and terrifying.


The Shadow held a long spear. Upon receiving Huang Mingzhi’s command, it immediately began its assault.


Divine Demons swirled around.


Everyone was horrified.


Many young prodigies felt suffocated. "Is this the Divine Skill Huang Mingzhi cultivates?"


"Wrong. It’s not a Divine Skill, only infinitely close to being one," someone answered.


"Divine Battle has a divine presence."


Although it was just a skill, in Huang Mingzhi’s execution, it gained an added mystique, as if it were a vivid, living entity.


Not only that, but the aura fluctuations and Divine Might it emanated also far surpassed Huang Mingzhi’s own.


Such a terrifying attack method was indeed unrivaled in the world.


Experts from the Ancient Dynasty showed approval. "Although Heavenly Demon Entanglement is incomplete, Huang Mingzhi has cultivated it to its utmost. When he unleashes it, his Essence Qi Spirit nears its peak. Not bad, not bad."


"It has a divine presence, yet it lacks a bit of Taoist charm," others commented. "However, for someone at his realm to execute it so perfectly is indeed sufficient."


"Die, Chen Pingping!" Huang Mingzhi charged forward with "Divine Battle." Each step he took made the ground shake and the space buzz...


All around, the Tao began to boil.


However...


Chen Pingping clicked his tongue in wonder. What a marvelous cultivation method, but it still falls far short of Xiaoyu’s.


Guang Xiaoyu’s Nine Revolutions Demon God Skill was obviously stronger. After all, that thing had come to life, possessing blood, flesh, and even consciousness.


As Huang Mingzhi’s slaughter approached, Chen Pingping still waved his hand dismissively, his attack seeming effortless.


But this time, what he struck out with wasn’t solid force, but the Reincarnation Mystery - Past.


A special Tao enveloped that "Shadow."


A strange scene unfolded: the Shadow actually began moving backward, rapidly shrinking and fading away.


Everyone: "???"


Huang Mingzhi was instantly dumbfounded. He could clearly perceive that his connection with "Divine Battle" was fading, meaning it had completely vanished.


It happened without cause or warning, with no signs at all.


At this moment, Lin Yuexin, behind Chen Pingping, also sensed an inexplicable throb. It felt as if a heart was beating deep within her Dantian.


Chen Pingping turned to glance at her and smiled without saying a word.


"What? What’s happening?"


"Not quite sure."


"There’s something fishy going on..."


Such a powerful attack had just appeared, yet before it could fully manifest, it inexplicably vanished.


It was too eerie.


The cultivators in the noodle shop became restless. This was especially true for Yang Qiuhua. He remembered the details of their earlier conversation, where he had repeatedly vowed to slay Chen Pingping, and now he broke out in a cold sweat.


"Are you still going to fight?" Chen Pingping blinked.


Damn it! Fight my ass!



Huang Mingzhi’s body stiffened. Although he didn’t know what had just happened, he was sure it had something to do with Chen Pingping. This bastard must have used some method to nullify my attack.


Which layer of the Emperor Tao realm? He was still trying to recall that attack, but alas... it had been too fast. Almost no one could perceive it.


Huang Mingzhi’s face turned ashen. He remained silent. In the end, he made his choice: no more fighting. Huffing angrily, he fled the battlefield without a single look back.


Chen Pingping then looked towards the Heavenly Dragon Prince. "How about you?"


The Heavenly Dragon Prince: "..." Honestly, before seeing Chen Pingping make a move, I truly wanted to slay him with my own hands. But now, having seen him act—twice mysteriously blocking Huang Mingzhi’s attacks—I have a feeling this fellow is no ordinary Emperor Tao powerhouse. Or perhaps... I should just forget about it?


The Heavenly Dragon Prince said sternly, "This Prince deems it beneath him to engage you."


Heh!


The many cultivators had peculiar expressions. Was it disdain, or fear?


But no one voiced this thought. Firstly, his status was terrifying. Secondly, he was a prominent figure of the younger generation with considerable strength. Thirdly, Chen Pingping was genuinely frightening.


"Thank you!" Chen Pingping smiled.


What’s that supposed to mean? The Heavenly Dragon Prince’s mouth twitched. Is he thanking me for not attacking? Or for my ’gift’ to him in the Endless Ocean?


He felt that Chen Pingping was humiliating him.


If it were any other prince, he probably would have drawn his Divine Weapon by now, right? Heh! Trying to provoke me with reverse psychology? Dream on!


The Heavenly Dragon Prince simply ignored him.


"Jinchán," Chen Pingping spoke up, "although there is still some time before our one-year agreement, it doesn’t matter if it’s a bit early... I happen to be free today."


He was not concerned about the three great dynasties; as long as what they produced was still within the Emperor Tao realm, it would be fine. He just hoped they wouldn’t accidentally pull out Sacred Soldiers or something similar.


But he had to be concerned about the Purple Gold Divine Clan because his system quest was still tied to this clan.


And Jinchán was the very crack he needed to open up this clan.


The challenge was issued.


The many cultivators held their breath, watching the two closely.


Jinchán of the Purple Gold Divine Clan was no Huang Mingzhi or Heavenly Dragon Prince. This clan had always been uniquely blessed in cultivation. Furthermore, Jinchán’s past battle records further solidified his image as powerful and terrifying.


Once he made a move, it would likely be a suppressive battle.


Yang Qiuhua whispered, "Jinchán has two cultivation methods."