I Can Track Everything

"It turns out that one can reach this level of cultivation without relying on immortal energy."

Looking at the Styx water sloping down above his head, Chen Chen was unhurried and even had time to think about this problem.

He waited until the water of the Styx was less than half a meter away from him before he stretched out his hand.

A magical power burst out from his hand, and the water of the Styx above collapsed in an instant and disappeared without a trace, as if it had never appeared.

When Saint King Styx saw this scene, his pupils shrank instantly and he murmured: "True Immortal!"

"Fellow Daoist Chen, have you regained your strength?"

Behind Chen Chen, Xie Tianxing said with a surprised look on his face.

When Chen Chen heard this, he shook his head, leaving an enigmatic figure on his back.

"No, only a small part has been restored."

Xie Tianxing became even more excited after hearing this.

You have such strength after only recovering a small part of it. How about a complete recovery?

He is truly worthy of being a direct subordinate of Immortal King Beichen!

"snort!"

In the sky, the Holy King of Styx still did not believe in evil, and immediately snorted coldly, and then twelve figures flew to the Holy King of Styx from around the Snow Mountain in Tiandu.

These twelve people used to be relatively famous monks in the Abyss world, but now they all have peak Mahayana combat prowess.

Chen Chen even felt that if Xin Heng had not followed him into the true spirit world, the Saint King of Styx would have directly attacked the passage between the two realms.

"Fellow Daoist Chen..."

Xie Tianxing stood up, as if he wanted to help.

Chen Chen waved his hand, smiled lightly, and then lightly tapped someone in the sky.

In an instant, the monk trembled all over. After a few breaths, he fell straight from the air and completely lost the ability to move.

The other monks were originally preparing to form a formation, but when they suddenly saw this scene, they were shocked and at a loss.

"Cultivation...my cultivation..."

The fallen monk screamed miserably, his tone full of despair.

Seeing this, Chen Chen lit up a burst of immortal energy, and the monk immediately disintegrated between heaven and earth.

There was a moment of silence in the air. Although the monk had died, the screams still seemed to echo between heaven and earth. Even the monks of the Anti-Heaven Alliance couldn't help but feel a chill in their hearts.

With just a casual click, he killed a peak Mahayana monk. Is a true immortal so powerful?

Of course, the most shocked person was the Saint King of Styx.

He knew how strong the True Immortal was. Although it was stronger than the average Mahayana Peak, it was not invincible.

Even the white-clothed immortal who was so ridiculously strong that nearly twenty holy kings could not defeat him together could not kill a peak Mahayana monk with just a few clicks.

What has happened to the real turtle below? The strength is actually far stronger than that of the Immortal in White?

If this is really the case, then wouldn’t my group today...

Before he could continue thinking, Chen Chen glanced over again.

Of course, his strength is not to the point of casually killing a peak Mahayana monk. The reason why he was able to kill that monk just now was because the demon seed he planted was in that person's body.

Just now, he just activated the demon seed and swallowed up the man's cultivation.

But it really looks like he killed it casually.

"There is no one left in the Abyss Realm..."

Chen Chen said softly.

He originally planted demon seeds in more than a hundred Mahayana realms in the underworld, and now seven of the twelve people who appear here have his demon seeds in their bodies. Doesn't this mean that there is no one?

The Holy King of Ming Yuan only thought that Chen Chen was sarcastic, but the other party's posture was so intimidating that he didn't know how to refute for a while.

Seeing this, Chen Chen stretched out his finger again. With just this action, the eleven peak Mahayana monks were so frightened that they fell back a thousand meters.

From such a distance, Chen Chen nodded casually to the void a few times, as if he was picking someone out.

Seeing this scene, one of them was so mentally affected that he turned around and ran away, flying hundreds of miles away before long.

"You still want to run in front of me?"

Chen Chen sneered and pointed again.

The monk who escaped noticed Chen Chen's actions through his spiritual consciousness. He was shocked and activated all the protective magic weapons for a moment, wrapping the whole person tightly.

However, even so, he still felt that the cultivation level in his body was rapidly draining away, and it was all gone in just a few breaths.

"No!"

A shrill scream spread for hundreds of miles, and then everyone saw the monk bringing a large number of magic weapons and clattering to the ground like rain.

Seeing this, Chen Chen did not look at the monk again, but retracted his finger and looked at the others.

When Chen Chen looked at the remaining ten monks, they felt as if they were being targeted by death. Their hearts felt weak, and some of them even couldn't help but tremble all over.

There was already some despair in the eyes of Saint King Styx. When he saw Chen Chen looking at him, he couldn't help but said in a hoarse voice: "I didn't expect that your strength is so strong. Unfortunately, I thought that the white-clothed immortal was the real enemy... …”

Chen Chen smiled and said, "Do you have any last words to say before you die?"

He originally thought there was going to be a big battle, but he didn't expect that the Saint King of Styx gave up resistance after casually showing his hands.

Saint King Styx thought seriously and finally sighed: "I didn't expect that just after I died in the Abyss Realm, I would have to die again in the True Spirit Realm.

But before I came, the Dou Zhan Holy King told me that as long as I didn't die under a circular magic weapon, I could be resurrected.

May I ask your Excellency, if I am killed by you, can I be resurrected? "

Chen Chen shook his head and said, "Sorry, I can't."

Saint King Styx took a deep breath when he heard this, and his eyes suddenly became fierce.

The next second, his body swelled and he actually wanted to explode!

Obviously, a hero like him cannot simply accept his fate!

Seeing this, Chen Chen flashed and came to him, then stretched out his hand and pressed directly on his Tianling Cap.

The magical power of Taiqing Xuantian Dao quickly spread into the body of Saint King Styx, and the violent power just moments ago dissipated.

Not only that, even the power of cultivation was completely dissolved in an instant, as if it had never happened before.

Saint King Styx watched helplessly as he turned into a mortal, his eyes finally completely despairing, and he couldn't help shouting:

"You...why don't you kill me!"

"I still have something to ask you. You can't die yet."

Chen Chen replied coldly, then suppressed the Saint King of Styx and sent him to the Yin and Yang Palace.

The remaining ten monks from the Abyss Realm around watched this scene helplessly, but they did not dare to take action at all.

Let alone taking action, they didn't even dare to move at this moment.

"Seal your own cultivation and wait for it to happen!"

Chen Chen glanced at the ten people and ordered.

The ten people were so frightened that they sealed themselves one by one without hesitation, and then landed obediently on the top of Tiandu Snow Mountain.

A group of anti-Heavenly Alliance monks around him watched this scene silently, not daring to take a breath, so they could only look at Chen Chen's back with gazes as high as a mountain, to show their inner respect.