Asura Mad Emperor-Chapter 262 Tian Can’s Leg

Dazzling light burst forth from Chen Baidao’s eyes beside Li Zhi, sweeping over Han Shan before the aura of a Great Saint Realm Early Stage poured out from him.

Han Shan’s gaze sharpened, and he frowned inwardly, "Great Saint Realm Early Stage, when did this cripple Chen break through?"

In fact, Chen Baidao had been at the peak of the Great Saint Realm Late Stage.

However, some days ago, he had listened to Qinchuan’s lectures. Although he didn’t break through on the spot, after returning to the palace, he pondered the profound truths and, to his surprise, managed to breakthrough the shackles of the Great Saint Realm Late Stage peak in just one day, advancing to the Great Saint Realm Early Stage.

This was one of the reasons why the Eldest Prince had chosen to side with Qinchuan.

Han Shan was on full alert, as the aura emitted by Chen Baidao was too powerful, and he knew he was no match.

Without further delay, he spoke in a low voice to Sun Hao, "Elder Sun, let’s join forces and kill this cripple Chen first, then the boy. We’ll each take one Half-Step Supreme Dao Artifact."

Joy flashed across Sun Hao’s face.

He knew the instant Li Zhi arrived that the Half-Step Supreme Dao Artifact was out of his reach, and he was already prepared to withdraw from the competition and return to the Sun Family with the Chou Family’s invalid in peace.

However, he hadn’t expected Li Zhi to foolishly insist on standing up for a Meridian Opening Realm Cultivator and oppose Han Shan. Now that Han Shan had turned and proposed an alliance with him to share the treasure, it was like seeing light after emerging from the darkness into another village.

He immediately agreed. As for the Eldest Prince, with his low strength, he wouldn’t be able to cause much trouble in front of the two of them. After they killed Chen Baidao, they would just ignore him.

"Take action!"

Han Shan exchanged a glance with Sun Hao, and both men shouted simultaneously.

Immediately, the two of them let out the aura of Great Saints and launched their attack towards Chen Baidao together.

Han Shan used his Condensing Qi technique, and an ugly ghost head emerged from the void, wobbling unsteadily and spewing black ghostly Qi. It opened its wide mouth, attempting to rip Chen Baidao apart with its bite.

Sun Hao, meanwhile, drew out his longsword and formed a Sword Qi, with cold light gleaming fiercely, piercing straight toward his target.

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His sword was a Spirit Treasure Level longsword, named the Coiling Serpent Treasure Sword, forged by an ancestor of the Sun Family who slayed a Ninth Rank Peak two-headed snake and refined it into a treasure.

The sword was lively as if it were a venomous snake, piercing the air with a whizzing sound as it traveled. A two-headed snake flickered in and out of sight, alternately protruding its blood-red tongue and striking forth.

"Hmph, courting death!"

Chen Baidao snorted coldly, as a blue hue suffused his right leg.

"Tian Can Leg!"

Qinchuan was taken aback when he heard this name and casually glanced at Chen Baidao without revealing his thoughts.

His Innate Pupils rotated, and in an instant, he saw through Chen Baidao’s foundation, thinking to himself with a grim face, "The little devil I randomly saved back then has managed to survive until now."

He was, of course, familiar with the name Tian Can Leg.

Ten thousand years ago, he had casually saved a little devil being chased down on the road.

After being rescued, the little devil persistently asked to be his disciple. Qinchuan had no time to take a disciple and pass on his teachings, and seeing that the little devil’s leg had been crippled during the chase, he had a sudden inspiration and created a set of Divine Skills specifically for a person with only one leg and taught it to him.

That Divine Skill was none other than the Tian Can Leg, and through his Innate Pupils, Qinchuan recognized Chen Baidao as that same little devil.

Qinchuan then watched quietly from the sidelines, curious to see to what level this little devil had trained his Tian Can Leg.

At the same time as Chen Baidao shouted, his right leg swept out in a powerful arc.

This leg sweep gathered tremendous momentum, with blue light churning tumultuously. A four-clawed Azure Dragon, as if cast from refined iron, formed and surged powerfully toward the two men.

The void hummed as if even the air itself was affected by the might of his Divine Skill.

Seeing the formidable nature of the Divine Skill, Sun Hao dared not meet it head-on. His longsword swiftly changed from thrust to slash, as he bellowed, "Sweeping a Thousand Armies!"

The sword qi, like a poisonous snake, immediately transformed into a python that curled and swept towards Chen Baidao.

But how could his sword strike stave off Chen Baidao’s full-powered move?

The true dragon conjured by the Tian Can foot crashed through with irresistible force upon the overwhelming sword qi, instantly blasting it into dust. The momentum of the true dragon did not wane in the slightest, still roaring towards the demon head and Sun Hao.

The wobbly demon head opened its bloody mouth, clamping down on the Tian Can Azure Dragon, halting its sweeping fury.

"Disperse!"

Chen Baidao commanded lightly, unleashing a second Tian Can foot sweep.

The Azure Dragon suddenly became more solid, with gray-green dragon qi churning out, even exuding a hint of draconic might.

It seemed the demon head was also affected, its ghostly aura swirling inward, seemingly on the verge of dissipating.

Han Shan, seeing the unfavorable situation, dared not hold back any longer and shouted, "Underworld samsara, the Jiuli Ghost Sect’s doors wide open!"

Then it could be seen that the struggle between the great demon head and the Azure Dragon grew fiercer, while black ghost qi constantly spewed from the sides of its mouth.

The ghost qi grew upon contact with the wind, condensing rapidly to form another, slightly smaller demon head. As soon as this smaller demon head materialized, it latched onto the Azure Dragon’s scales, frenziedly gnawing at them.

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As the demon head continued to exhale black qi, more and more smaller demon heads appeared. In the end, the Azure Dragon was densely covered with various sized demon heads, and for a moment, neither side could overcome the other.

Seeing the deadlock, Sun Hao steadied himself, bellowed angrily, and once again raised his sword to slash at the top of Chen Baidao’s head.

"An ant shaking a tree, utterly overestimating yourself!"

At the early stage of the Great Saint, Chen Baidao held power above Han Shan’s reliance on the Jiuli Ghost Sect’s Divine Skills. Sun Hao had never been in his consideration.

He stood firmly on one leg, clenched a fist with one hand, and threw a punch.

The punch was surrounded by a robust green force. With a forceful swing, it howled and surged, directly sweeping towards the sword’s blade.

The rolling green light burst forth, and Sun Hao instantly felt an enormous force transmitted through the sword, an overwhelmingly dominant power climbing up from his hand to his arm.

He felt his arm make popping sounds, followed by intense pain. Chen Baidao’s punch had shattered his arm along with the longsword.

The longsword slipped from his grasp, clattering to the ground.

The Spirit Treasure-level longsword broke apart section by section upon hitting the ground.

Onlookers from a distance were left utterly astounded.

Is this the disparity between a saintly person and a Great Saint?

Qinchuan, watching from the side, shook his head in private; although Chen Baidao’s fighting skills were commendable, he still saw many flaws in his eyes.

The crowd, noticing Qinchuan’s gesture, looked on with disdain.

"What does his shaking head signify?"

"Does he despise the might of a saintly person?"

"This youngster is truly arrogant. Isn’t it merely breaking through two formations that makes him disregard the three Great Saints?"

Sun Hao, with his weapon destroyed, wore a ferocious look on his face. Although the longsword was only a Spirit Treasure, he found it extremely suitable for his use. He had never replaced it despite acquiring an ordinary King-level weapon before, and now it had been reduced to fragments by Chen Baidao’s punch. How could he not feel pained?

Han Shan saw that Sun Hao had repeatedly failed to trouble Chen Baidao and could not help but frown.

But right now, he and Sun Hao were in the same boat and could not afford to blame him.

He immediately took out a small porcelain bottle from his chest, threw it over, and commanded, "Take this pill!"

Sun Hao caught the bottle, removed the stopper, and a brownish-red elixir caught his eye.