Chapter 593: Heavenly Fire God Descent
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Zhao Pojun gave up on counterattacking, and held his blade before his chest, as a vigorous power surged out of his feet, and protected his whole body.
As he waved his blade, its earthen yellow energy turned into a giant dragon, which occupied the sky.
âThe outcome is already determined.â
In the first platform, the Geniuses Groupâs Ye Chen revealed a faint smile at the corners of his mouth, as he averted his gaze from them.
As for other people, they were incapable of seeing through it in advance like him, and they continued observing the fight in the sky fixedly.
Zhao Pojun used his protective energy barrier, and intended to block Jiang Chenâs strike with his absolute defense.
The giant dragon bared its fangs, and brandished its claws, as it emitted an imposing draconic pressure. It seemed invincible, impenetrable, and invulnerable.
As the crowd observed Jiang Chenâs sword and knife, they couldnât help but become worried about the giant dragon.
They never once seen such imposing sword momentum, as wind, fire, and lightning perfect fusion let his weapon became like a divine sharp weapon, which could destroy all of the worldâs myriad matters.
His sword strike passed by the giant dragon at an extremely high speed, and didnât stop for even a moment.
The giant dragonâs body, which was formed by pure energy, flickered several times before it crumbled, and the body of Zhao Pojun, who was inside it, shook, and his long blade flew out of his hand.
His protective energy barrier was utterly useless in front of the strike, and as the pair of sword and knife flickered as they passed by him, they inflicted hideous-looking injuries upon him.
His whole body seemed like it was burned by raging flames, struck by lightning several times, before bathing in a violent storm.
The Celestial Venerable from the faction, which Zhao Pojun belonged to, flew into the air hurriedly, and caught Zhao Pojun, who already fainted.
âYou attacked him too ruthlessly.â
Zhao Pojun belonged to the imperial family of one of the three great Dynasties, the Mad Dragon Dynasty, and this Celestial Venerable was his father, the Dynastyâs Duke Yan.
When he saw his son injured to such extent, he was greatly infuriated, and he unexpectedly attacked Jiang Chen.
When he thrust his palm at him, his arms became scarlet like magma, and raging flames shot out of his palm, and wanted to devour Jiang Chen.
âIt isnât true, it is?â
The other people responded later by a while, as they didnât expect that Duke Yan would unexpectedly attack him
The Sacred Martial Arts Instituteâs gray-robed man, and General Du Zhenfei swiftly flew into the air like sharp arrows, but it was already too late, as Jiang Chen was already devoured by the blazing flames
With how great was a Celestial Venerableâs palm strike power, it would be quite difficult for a mere Martial Venerable to survive it.
Du Zhenfei didnât hold onto such a hope, and he looked at Duke Yan angrily, as he spoke coldly, âYour actions are unforgivable.â
âHeâs just a lowly person from the Nine Heavens Realm, so how could his trifling life be on par with my sonâs? Itâs fine even if he was killed.â
Duke Yan, who was looking at the unconscious Zhao Pojun, was still angry, and it seemed like even Jiang Chenâs death wasnât enough for him to vent his anger.
âJiang Chen is my Flying Dragon Dynastyâs Marquis Champion, and your actions are tantamount to declaring war on us,â Du Zhenfei spoke angrily.
âMarquis Champion? Your Flying Dragon Dynasty already let itself go and decline by crowning an ant from Nine Heavens World as a Marquis Champion, yet you still want to declare war on us for him, itâs really laughable,â Duke Yan spoke disdainfully.
âYou are courting death!â
Du Zhenfei couldnât bear it any longer, and he waved his fist, as he charged him.
âDid you assume that I feared you?â
Duke Yanâs hands turned into scarlet flames once again, and raging flames shot out of them.
The Sacred Martial Arts Instituteâs gray-robed man stood between them, and prevented the occurrence of a fight between Celestial Venerables.
âJiang Chen still didnât die.â
His words surprised all people, and they just after saw the safe and sound Jiang Chen walking out of the flames in the sky step by step.
âI will bear the words, which you just said a moment ago, in my mind,â Jiang Chen looked at Duke Yan, and spoke.
âSnort! â Duke Yan couldnât understand how did he manage to survive, as he was quite clear about his palm strike power.
Jiang Chen didnât speak further on, and the gray-robed man spoke instead, âYou violated tonightâs rules.
When Duke Yan heard him, he argued back, âItâs him, who attack him ruthlessly.â
âDid your son die or not?â The gray-robed man furrowed his brows, and his displeasure was apparent on his face.
Duke Yan clenched his teeth and spoke, âHe didnât die, and I admit that I violated the rules, but in any cases, he didnât suffer any harm.â
His shameless words embarrassed many Holy Martial Arts Cityâs people. Although they were all in Duke Yanâs side, but they really couldnât find any excuses for such actions.
A Celestial Venerable like him attacked a Martial Venerable, and wanted to kill him.
Even if he did it for Zhao Pojun, it was still unacceptable, as the former suffered just heavy injuries, and his life wasnât in danger, and he could recover after recuperating for a while, and a Celestial Venerable like Duke Yan should be aware of this matter.
The real reason why he attacked Jiang Chen should be because he couldnât accept his sonâs miserable defeat, however, Jiang Chen really didnât suffer any harm, and they couldnât punish him for it.
âSenior, I want to ask for Heavenly Fire God Descent.â
Jiang Chen unexpectedly didnât plan to give up on this matter, and he asked the gray-robed man a matter which surprised all people.
Even Duke Yan, who didnât take him seriously, was quite surprised, and he furrowed his brows tightly.
âSince he wanted to kill me with his palm strike flames, then I feel like Heavenly Fire God Descent would be the most appropriate punishment for him,â Jiang Chen said.
As the ruler of Three Lesser Realms, the Sacred Martial Arts Institute had many rules set for putting all factions in their places, and the Heavenly Fire God Descent was a rule set for taking care of irreconcilable conflicts.
When both parties involved werenât willing to yield, and admit their mistakes, they would be forced to accept suffering flames torment, and the one, who couldnât bear it any longer first would be the one forced to concede.
The flames used were obviously not ordinary flames, and it was a type of extremely powerful variant flames, which even Celestial Venerable couldnât bear.
âEven a trifling Martial Venerable like you can carry Heavenly Fire God Descent with me?â Duke Yan spoke coldly.
Jiang Chen said, âYou already attacked me, and tried to kill me, and even though I canât deal with a Celestial Venerable like you, but in front of the Sacred Martial Arts Institute, whoâs right and whoâs wrong is more important than oneâs realm.â
After he spoke, he looked at the gray-robed man, and said, âSenior, I wonât give up on this matter until one of us die.â
When his words echoed, many people among the crowd exclaimed in alarm.
Since he wonât give up on this matter until one of them die, then while being tormented by heavenly flames, none of them leave until the other die.
âI donât accept it.â
When Duke Yan witnessed him insisting on it, he felt like there was surely something fishy about this matter, and he objected to it, âCarrying the Heavenly Fire God punishment with someone from the Nine Heavens Realm is a great humiliation and insult to me.â
âItâs you who made a mistake first, and you donât have the right to choose what you want.â
The gray-robed man shot a look at him, and said.
âJiang Chen is my Flying Dragon Dynastyâs Marquis Champion, and his status isnât any lower than yours, â Du Zhenfei spoke rudely.
âThen does this mean that Heavenly Fire God Descent would really be carried?â
Duke Yan didnât expect that this matter would develop to such a point, and he rolled his eyes, as he spoke, âFine, but for fairness, I request that none of us should be allowed to use any external objects or power.â
There wasnât any reason for a Celestial Venerable like him to fear a Martial Venerable, however, Jiang Chenâs confident attitude, as well as the fact that he survived his palm strike let him felt like something was fishy about it.
But since he didnât have any choice in this matter, then he would at the very least try to prevent Jiang Chen from using any tricks.
âThey will really carry it.â
The people below didnât expect that they would really carry it, and they were all surprised.
There shouldnât be any suspense in Heavenly Fire God Descent ritual carried between a Celestial Venerable, and a Martial Venerable, as the heavenly flames wouldnât care about who was mistaken out of them, and it would just test which one of them could bear it longer.
According to reason and logic, Jiang Chenâs situation should be quite bleak, yet it was him who proposed it of his own accord.
However, as they thought back about how he managed to defeat Zhao Pojun easily, they became somewhat looking forward to it, as they all wondered whether he would give them another nice surprise.
âJiang Chenâs inherited bloodline is from a Celestial Phoenix, and he doesnât fear any flames,â the voice of someone reminded them at this moment.