Chapter 176: Chapter 107: I Don’t Believe You Can Drag Me Out Too!
"Friend, since we’ve met again, why rush off in such a hurry?" ’Xie Xuan’s voice was quite peculiar, three parts like Xie Xuan himself, and seven parts like Zhang Shicheng.
Zhang Chen felt his heart sink in the belly of the Great Snake. He had no illusions; he knew he had been discovered.
He wanted to hide and be like an ostrich with its head in the sand, but ultimately climbed out from the snake’s mouth, standing directly on its head: "There’s one thing I don’t understand, how did you find me?"
’Xie Xuan’ chuckled upon hearing this: "I did a little something to you when we parted ways earlier."
Zhang Chen’s face turned somber upon hearing this: "So, are you calling me out now to settle scores?"
As Zhang Chen spoke, his eyes simultaneously assessed the Flood Dragon’s body, causing his lips to twitch. The Flood Dragon’s eyes had been gouged out, making it look terrifying. A pair of whiskers had been cut off, leaving its chin oddly bare.
What most made Zhang Chen’s expression change was the various scars on the dragon’s body, clearly from axe wounds, though not severed.
’Xie Xuan’ also swept his gaze across the Flood Dragon’s body, mirroring Zhang Chen’s gaze, a flash of anger in his eyes, blaming Zhang Chen. If it wasn’t for Zhang Chen seizing his True Dragon Destiny, would his Dragon Transformation have been delayed?
If Zhang Chen hadn’t extracted his soul, would Xie Xuan and the others have had the chance to scheme against him?
"Friend, there’s no need for such harsh words, like ’settle scores.’ It’s just the cycle of Feng Shui." ’Xie Xuan’ said with a smile: "As long as you hand over the True Dragon Destiny, our matters are concluded."
"Only by my death will the True Dragon Destiny depart, so..." Zhang Chen looked at ’Xie Xuan.’
"So please just go ahead and die." ’Xie Xuan’ said with a smile, but his words were filled with murderous intent, making the air in the stone cave seem to stagnate and stop flowing.
Upon hearing this, Zhang Chen chuckled: "You want to kill me? Aren’t you afraid I’ll extract your soul again?"
"I don’t believe you have that ability anymore! If you had that skill, you wouldn’t have hidden away, fled during my fight with those two." ’Xie Xuan’ said with a voice full of certainty:
"If you still had that skill, I, your ancestor, would accept defeat."
As ’Xie Xuan’ spoke, he pulled out the Flood Dragon Pearl from his sleeve, tauntingly eyeing Zhang Chen: "Kid, I, your ancestor, will devour your soul and body entirely, maybe even inherit your abilities."
"How arrogant! Simply intolerable!" Zhang Chen’s anger flared seeing ’Xie Xuan’s expression of being in control, inwardly grateful his skill still had two days remaining.
"Since you’re unrepentant, let me show you my power!"
In the next moment, Zhang Chen reached out his hand, and a chain appeared in the dark dimension.
Just as Zhang Chen activated his skill, linking the chain between them, Zhang Shicheng felt a familiar sensation, his complexion suddenly changing.
This feeling was all too familiar! This was how his soul had been extracted before.
"No!" Opposite, ’Xie Xuan’ panicked, but no matter how he shouted, amid the clinking of the chain, Zhang Shicheng’s soul was pulled from Xie Xuan’s body by Zhang Chen.
"This doesn’t make sense! How can you still use this ability?" Zhang Shicheng’s soul floated in front of Zhang Chen, panicking completely, his Yang God trying to dive into his Flood Dragon flesh, but Zhang Chen would not allow his Yang God to return, forcefully tugging the chain to pull his soul back.
"Kid, I advise you not to go too far! Let’s leave some room for each other; we might need to meet in the future. You can’t do anything to me, and I can’t do anything to you. Why not let it go? How about we settle all our grievances?" Zhang Shicheng’s eyes bore into Zhang Chen, a trace of fear in them.
Zhang Chen ignored Zhang Shicheng and instead looked at Xie Xuan’s body: "Hey, still alive?"
He had just possessed Xie Xuan; Zhang Chen didn’t believe Zhang Shicheng was strong enough to instantly obliterate Xie Xuan’s Yang God.
"Though I’m weaker, he can’t possess my soul." Xie Xuan slowly opened his eyes, taking a long breath: "Friend, you’ve saved my life once more!"
"I have a question, how did he mark me?" Zhang Chen asked, looking at Xie Xuan. He needed to get to the bottom of this to sleep soundly.
Although he knew asking this would reveal more of his abilities, with the technique to pull souls from bodies, who would dare underestimate him?
Who would dare easily test him?
"It’s simple; it’s a Yang God method. I’ll remove it for you." Xie Xuan slowly stood, coming to Zhang Chen’s side, patting him lightly on the shoulder: "Done!"
"Thank you." Zhang Chen said to Xie Xuan.
Xie Xuan raised an eyebrow: "If anyone should thank, it’s me thanking you. You saved my life; otherwise, if he’d taken over my body, living under my identity, the consequences would be unimaginable."
"What now? If we don’t deal with this old guy, we can’t live in peace." Zhang Chen looked at Xie Xuan, clearly indicating that while he could pull out a soul, he had no means to suppress it.
"It’s difficult, really difficult! This guy is no ordinary Yang God. His soul has characteristics of the Taotie, one of the true dragon’s nine sons. Without special means or a Tier Ten existence, it’s impossible to destroy him." Xie Xuan was just as troubled.
The Taotie, a child of the True Dragon, possesses its characteristics, and Zhang Shicheng’s soul was naturally the same.
"No way at all? His body is gone, yet you can’t destroy his soul?" Zhang Chen looked at Xie Xuan, his gaze full of skepticism.
"His soul is not ordinary." Xie Xuan reluctantly said, "And now I’m severely wounded, with only forty or fifty percent of my strength left..."
Upon hearing this, Zhang Chen was speechless, holding the chain somewhat at a loss.
"Hahaha, you two ants still think you can kill me, your ancestor? You’re dreaming. Once this kid’s skill wears off, it’ll be your death." Over there, Zhang Shicheng laughed coldly.
Hearing Zhang Shicheng’s taunts, Xie Xuan hesitated: "But there is still a way."
At this, Xie Xuan looked at Zhang Chen: "Can you hold his soul for one hour?"
"What do you mean?" Zhang Chen asked.
"He’s currently undergoing a Walking Flood Dragon tribulation, with Celestial Thunder sure to gather outside. If we delay for one hour, the backlash from the Water Fortune Tribulation should occur, giving us a chance. By then, he would be severely injured. I can seal him for half an hour during his injury, allowing us to escape while he’s weakened. He won’t have time to care about us." Xie Xuan said: "However far we can run, and whether he finds us, depends on luck."
Hearing this, Zhang Chen nodded: "That’s a workable plan, but I have a question: why don’t we take the opportunity to kill his Yang God?"
"Don’t overthink it! Even with the Water Fortune Tribulation, he has the Flood Dragon Pearl protecting him. He won’t die!" Xie Xuan replied, shaking his head in resignation.
Zhang Chen felt Xie Xuan was too weak. He could pull out the other’s soul, yet Xie Xuan was helpless—a pathetic situation indeed.
"Is it possible to snatch his Flood Dragon Pearl?" Zhang Chen gazed covetously at the Flood Dragon Pearl in Zhang Shicheng’s hand.
"Ha, you think this ant can take the Flood Dragon Pearl from me? It’s a pipe dream!" Zhang Shicheng laughed mockingly, unhurriedly.
Listening to Zhang Shicheng, Zhang Chen’s True Dragon Destiny stirred, an idea forming in his mind.