Chapter 292: Chapter 292: The Cicada Has Gone Mad
"As you wish," said Golden Cicada decisively, his heart’s fury already ablaze, his eyes erupting with astonishing battle intent...
He clenched his fist and struck with immense power.
BOOM!
This punch landed heavily on Chen Pingping; the latter didn’t dodge or evade, nor did he attempt to block.
"What’s going on?" someone exclaimed in shock.
The scene before everyone had Golden Cicada baffled.
His punch instantly shattered Chen Pingping...
"You!" Lin Yuexin was breathless.
Dead? That can’t be, can it?
"But, Chen Pingping was just smiling..." many noted that when Golden Cicada’s fist struck, Chen Pingping was indeed smiling.
That smile was very eerie.
The next moment, his body was pulverized by Golden Cicada.
"So easily killed?" The Heavenly Dragon Prince began to regret it deeply. "Damn it!"
"He’s not dead!" an old man declared solemnly, revealing the truth. "This young man has mastered the Clone Skill."
Sure enough...
From the heights of the sky came a figure. He was clad in white, more pristine than snow, with dense black hair draping over his shoulders. His face, capable of bewitching all beings, wore a slight smile, resembling an exiled immortal or perhaps a child of the celestials untainted by dust.
Each step was light, emanating waves of Tao, radiating out in ripples.
In an instant, the hearts of many women were thrown into disarray.
"He’s really good-looking."
"Shh, don’t talk nonsense. He is, after all, a criminal of the Heaven Martial Continent."
CRACK!
Golden Cicada looked up at the ethereal Chen Pingping, his fists clenched tightly, bones crackling.
A clone? That was just a clone earlier, Golden Cicada thought. He fooled everyone with a clone and even defeated Huang Mingzhi.
"No way, it’s really a clone?" someone spoke up.
WHOOSH. Many people’s gazes quickly shifted towards Huang Mingzhi.
His face was livid, as ugly as it could be.
The Heavenly Dragon Prince, not far away, wiped the cold sweat from his brow, thinking smugly, It’s a good thing this prince is shrewd.
"You’re quite good," Chen Pingping said with a slight smile, his tone light.
But such a phrase, in Golden Cicada’s ears, was like thunder. No... to be more accurate, it was like a sharp needle piercing his ear.
’You’re quite good?’ As a young prodigy of the Purple Gold Divine Clan, why would I need an outsider to tell me that? Especially someone my age, and an enemy! It sounds like he’s mocking me, as if saying, ’The young talent of the Divine Clan is indeed quite good, to actually be able to kill this young master’s clone.’
"Come down and fight!" Golden Cicada roared furiously, his unkempt hair flying. His entire body radiated golden light, as if a rising sun illuminated the world.
His Dharma was majestic, his Divine Power immense.
He was channeling Bloodline Power...
The killing intention in his eyes had never been so intense.
Without waiting for Chen Pingping to speak, Golden Cicada stepped forward. A sword appeared in his hand—that very Luminous Sword, with its captivating shimmer, as eye-catching as he was.
HUM!
He strode across the sky, and the Luminous Sword immediately slashed down.
Shattering Sky Sword Skills.
Imperial Level Sword Skill.
The moment it slashed out, the Heaven Domain quickly darkened. A rift spread down from the void, its killing intention like an erupting volcano, surging and immense.
Very strong. Extremely strong.
But Chen Pingping was stronger. He released a black vortex that swallowed the powerful sword skill.
The crowd was breathless.
Lin Yuexin was shaken once again. She heard the thumping from deep within her Dantian growing clearer, her gaze fixed on Chen Pingping. Is this the Six Tao of Reincarnation? she wondered.
"Not a bad sword skill," Chen Pingping said offhandedly.
"..."
What the hell! Golden Cicada was mentally shattered.
Just now, after slicing through a clone, Chen Pingping had commented, "You’re quite good." Now, after unleashing an Imperial Level Sword Skill, Chen Pingping again chimed in, "Not a bad sword skill."
What does he mean, ’not bad’? It was completely nullified, and he calls that ’not bad’?!
Golden Cicada took a deep breath, his gaze turning fierce as he attacked again. This time, the Sword Dao he executed was enhanced with Bloodline Power, instantly elevating his combat strength by several levels.
Everyone thought Chen Pingping wouldn’t be able to block it.
However...
It was still that same black vortex that devoured everything.
Chen Pingping rested his chin in his hand, smiling. "Not bad, not bad. Now you’re starting to resemble a young talent of the Purple Gold Divine Clan."
Golden Cicada crumbled once more. He wanted to explode on the spot, a million curses swirling in his mind with no way to vent them.
He stared at Chen Pingping, his pupils blazing with golden flames, before launching a fourth attack.
This time, there was no Sword Dao. He felt it was ineffective and would only be devoured again, so he switched to Divine Skills: Cun Mang.
A golden glow blossomed, and the image of a rising sun appeared behind him.
Huh? Chen Pingping’s expression turned strange as he watched this. Isn’t this the True Solar Scripture?
"Divine Skills! He’s actually using Divine Skills! My God..." someone else exclaimed, looking at Golden Cicada in disbelief.
"A young talent from the Purple Gold Divine Clan is being pushed to this extent by a guy from Heaven Martial! He’s even using his clan’s Divine Skill. It seems his killing intention towards Chen Pingping is growing even more resolute!"
"Wasn’t it resolute from the beginning?"
"Seems like it was."
Under Cun Mang, all becomes domain.
Within this domain, Golden Cicada is the sole God.
Confidence showed in Golden Cicada’s sinister smile, as if he could already see Chen Pingping being cut down by him.
Behind him, Lin Yuexin’s alarmed voice cried out, "Be careful! That’s a Divine Skill!"
Oh?
Chen Pingping waved his hand dismissively, chuckling. "Just a Divine Skill. You make it sound as if I don’t have any."
Everyone was startled.
Then, under the watchful eyes of all present, Chen Pingping also summoned a rising sun, one even more blazing than Golden Cicada’s. It quickly suppressed the other’s "Cun Mang."
"Your sun isn’t up to par!" Chen Pingping lamented.
Golden Cicada’s smile froze.
CRACK!
Chen Pingping stepped forward. His True Solar Scripture blazed fiercely as the force of his Divine Skills overwhelmed the area, completely extinguishing Golden Cicada’s Cun Mang.
"However, lasting for a few breaths is still commendable," he nodded, offering another assessment.
Golden Cicada’s face looked as if he were constipated from eating something foul. "You motherf—"
He was falling apart.
His Sword Dao was ineffective, his Bloodline Power insufficient, and now even his Divine Skills were inferior.
After his Cun Mang was crushed, Chen Pingping casually remarked, "Still, not too bad."
"I’ll strangle you!" Golden Cicada exploded, forgetting he was a cultivator. His only desire was to throttle Chen Pingping, nothing more.
Seeing this, the powerhouses from the Purple Gold Divine Clan quickly intervened and restrained him.
"Let go of me! AAAHH! I want to strangle him!" Golden Cicada was in a frenzy, his entire body shaking uncontrollably. "Damn it! He must die! The ants of the Heaven Martial Continent! I will definitely cleanse Heaven Martial with blood, slaying all those ants! HAHAHA..."
He had lost his mind.
His clan members forcibly dragged him away.
Chen Pingping grumbled, "Honestly, young people these days have no resilience at all. Isn’t it just one or two defeats?" His eyes darted about, ever vigilant for any moves from the Purple Gold Divine Clan powerhouses. To his surprise, they showed no intention of attacking.
Hmm? Was that not harsh enough? Golden Cicada completely lost it.
After a moment of thought, he shouted towards the Purple Gold Divine Clan, "Your genius is no good! Send someone stronger next time. I haven’t even warmed up yet, and the battle’s already over! Sigh!"
This was a provocation, a blatant challenge to the Purple Gold Divine Clan.
Apart from Lin Yuexin, almost no one could comprehend his actions. It seemed like he had a death wish.