Peerless Dragon Sovereign-Chapter 571: Blood Soul Spear

"Mo Feng!"

Mo Cang watched helplessly as Chu Nan’s punch shattered Mo Feng’s head, his son dying instantly, causing his heart to ache to the extreme.

After all, Mo Feng was his most treasured son, someone with the potential to join the Desolate Ancient Holy Hall and become a powerful Martial Cultivator in the Cloud Sea Realm. However, all this was destroyed by Chu Nan.

With bloodshot eyes, he glared at Jiang Chou and said, "Brother Jiang Chou, you must avenge Mo Feng!"

Jiang Chou steadied himself, anger clouding his face as he stared at Chu Nan. He hadn’t expected that even his direct intervention failed to protect Mo Feng, an utter disgrace.

In a hoarse voice, gritting his teeth, he said, "Martial Artist of the Qin Kingdom, I didn’t expect you to be at the same sixth level of the Cloud Sea Realm as I am!"

Previously, Jiang Chou had assumed Chu Nan was at the fifth level of the Cloud Sea Realm and therefore hadn’t exerted full power. However, during combat, he was repelled, realizing that this Martial Artist from the Qin Kingdom was indeed equal to him in the sixth level.

"Actually, I am unlike you." Chu Nan stood with his arms behind his back, expression calm.

Just a trifling sixth level of the Cloud Sea Realm, no matter the means employed, how could they possibly trouble him?

As for Mo Feng’s death, Chu Nan saw it as utterly deserved; from the first moment he saw Mo Feng, his fate had been sealed.

Mo Feng dared to have city guards disguise themselves as bandits to plunder merchant caravans and perform blood sacrifices on Martial Artists.

His hands were stained with untold bloodshed, and to kill him with just one punch was indeed a mercy.

Not only Mo Feng, but Chu Nan would not spare Mo Cang, his willing accomplice.

Boom!

Jiang Chou laughed coldly, and suddenly, a blood-colored array arose around the City Lord’s Mansion, swiftly enveloping the area, turning the skies a bloody red, the scent of blood overpowering.

"Damn Qin Kingdom Martial Artist, this time you’re finished!" Mo Cang laughed bitterly with hatred, "Under the blood array, Jiang Chou Hall Master’s power will rival the seventh level of the Cloud Sea Realm."

"And you will be suppressed by the array’s power, becoming a part of Jiang Chou Hall Master’s cultivation, doomed without a burial place. This is the price for killing my beloved Mo Feng!"

Amidst his grief, Mo Cang felt a rush of excitement; killing Chu Nan was his greatest desire.

Jiang Chou’s face twisted with cruelty as he said, "Martial Artist of the Qin Kingdom, I don’t care who you are; here in the Southern Desert, you either bow like a dragon, or lie down like a tiger."

"Even if you are the Crown Prince of Qin Kingdom, no one can save you!"

After speaking, Jiang Chou erupted with ferocious Blood Qi, terrifying energy weaving about like arrogant savage dragons, roaring menacingly.

The Blood Qi coalesced into a long spear, appearing extremely sharp.

"Oh?" Chu Nan watched Jiang Chou with mild interest, knowing the ninth Hall Master’s followers practiced Blood Dao cultivation.

Judging from their actions, these individuals surely indulged in frequent blood sacrifices.

Considering this, Chu Nan slightly raised a finger and calmly said, "One move. I’ll give you a chance for one move—if you can’t satisfy me, everyone here will die today."

His words were like a stone thrown into a thousand waves, shocking Mo Cang.

Chu Nan, already cornered, dared to speak conceitedly—was he foolish or truly powerful?

Mo Cang laughed loudly, saying, "Idiot, do you think you’re a cultivator of the Ninth Heaven, deciding who lives or dies at will?"

Chu Nan glanced at Mo Cang, nodded gently and said, "You’re correct; here, I do decide who gets to live or die."

Mo Cang, shocked by Chu Nan’s arrogance, urged Jiang Chou, "Jiang Chou Hall Master, do not spare this guy; I promise a great reward after this!"

"You’ve saved my life before; this small matter is insignificant," Jiang Chou replied, holding a blood-colored spear, staring coldly at Chu Nan, "Boy, since taking over as Blood Demon Hall Master, I’ve never seen such a arrogant Martial Artist."

"If I don’t show you my skills, it would diminish my reputation."

Crack!

Jiang Chou stepped forward, and the floor shattered beneath him, cracks spreading outward like a giant spider web.

A blood-colored vortex gathered at the spear tip, terrifying power permeating through the air.

"It’s the Blood Soul Spear! Qin Kingdom boy, you’re finished!" Mo Cang burst into laughter, "The Blood Soul Spear is Jiang Chou Hall Master’s strongest Martial Skill, having slain a seventh-level powerhouse of the Cloud Sea Realm with it, one of the most terrifying Martial Skills of the Desolate Ancient Holy Hall."

"Once unleashed, countless Blood Qi retreats, and the mortal body in the Cloud Sea Realm crumbles instantly; it’s a true death blow!"

Mo Cang crossed his arms, imagining vividly the scene where Chu Nan is pierced by the Blood Soul Spear.

"Martial Artist of the Qin Kingdom, though I don’t know who you are, prepare to die."

"This strike, imbued with blood-red Evil Qi, can defeat everything; upon dying by this strike, you may rest in peace."

With those words, Jiang Chou shot forward like an arrow, body seemingly driven by the piercing Blood Soul Spear, carrying with it an overwhelming force towards Chu Nan.

The air-rending sound practically tore Mo Cang’s eardrums, though painful, his excitement grew.

As the Blood Soul Spear’s tip approached Chu Nan’s pupils, he remarked casually, "This strike does have some substance."

Jiang Chou believed Chu Nan was fearful, a grin curling at his lips.

Yet what followed shocked Jiang Chou to the core; as the Blood Soul Spear neared Chu Nan’s head, the latter nonchalantly extended a finger, lightly touching the spear tip.

In that moment, no matter how Jiang Chou exerted force, he couldn’t advance the Blood Soul Spear by an inch.

Additionally, a formless power bound Jiang Chou, preventing any movement.

Instantly terrified, Jiang Chou realized, despite cultivating for centuries, his sharp eyes discerning the truth.

Even a simpleton could see, Chu Nan was on an entirely different level!

"Senior, spare..."

Before Jiang Chou could finish, Chu Nan flicked his finger, sending both the Blood Soul Spear and Jiang Chou flying, utterly defeated.

Mo Cang, witnessing this, was dumbstruck.

Even the mighty Jiang Chou, defeated by Chu Nan’s mere finger, suddenly realized all their acts were trivial.

"Junior is blind to mountains, please spare my wretched life, Senior," Mo Cang begged, kneeling, yet Chu Nan had no interest in a third-level Cloud Sea Realm cultivator.

His gaze fell upon Jiang Chou, the Blood Demon Hall Master, towering over him as he said, "Let’s use you to test my Soul Servant Technique."

With that, Chu Nan madly formed seals with his hands, the Power of Spiritual Sense transforming into threads, resembling a spider, in the palm of Chu Nan’s hand.