“You’ve angered me.”
Jun Bu Hui’s voice grew cold. Demonic energy surged around him. Black mist condensed into dozens of sharp demonic blades, shooting towards Chen Ping like a storm.
Chen Ping neither dodged nor evaded. Golden light burst around him, forming a solid light shield.
The crisp sounds of “ding ding dang dang” rang incessantly. The demonic blades shattered upon hitting the light shield, turning into specks of demonic energy and dissipating.
He seized the momentum to counterattack. He leaped up. His right leg swept out with tremendous force, directly kicking at Jun Bu Hui’s waist.
Jun Bu Hui hurriedly raised his hand to block. With a “bang”, he felt his arm go numb. His whole body was kicked flying backwards, heavily crashing into a boulder. The boulder instantly crumbled.
“How is this possible?”
Someone in the demonic cultivators’ camp exclaimed in shock. They had never imagined that Jun Bu Hui, who seemed young but could even defeat the Half-Beast Ming Wang, would be suppressed by Chen Ping.
The Soul Devouring Venerable sat on the back of a majestic lion. A trace of surprise flashed in his empty eye sockets, then returned to coldness. “Don’t rush. The good show is yet to come.”
Jun Bu Hui stood up from the pile of rubble. He patted the dust off his body. A trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, but his eyes burned with intense fighting spirit.
“It seems without bringing out my true skills, I really can’t deal with you.”
He slowly raised his hands. The space around him began to distort again. A denser eerie power permeated. The surrounding rocks actually began to float in the air, slowly rotating.
“It’s the spatial origin again!”
Fan Tian You’s expression changed. “Fellow Daoist Chen, be careful!”
However, Chen Ping remained composed. He even had a faint smile at the corner of his mouth, as if he didn’t take this terrifying power seriously at all.
He stood in place. His hands were behind his back. He calmly looked at Jun Bu Hui. That confident appearance gradually calmed the people in the cultivators’ camp.
“Spatial Confinement!”
Jun Bu Hui let out a low shout. He pushed his hands forward fiercely.
In an instant, the space around Chen Ping solidified like a frozen lake surface. The golden light shield stopped fluctuating. His body was firmly locked in place. He couldn’t move even a finger.
“Hahaha! He’s locked! Let’s see how arrogant he can be now!”
A burst of cheers erupted from the demonic cultivators’ camp.
Zi Yuan’s heart instantly rose to her throat. She wanted to rush up but was stopped by Wu Hao. “Believe in him!”
Jun Bu Hui slowly walked towards Chen Ping. He had a victor’s smile on his face. “Where’s your arrogance from earlier? Now aren’t you trapped like a dog by me?”
His right hand condensed a black demonic sword. He slowly pointed it at Chen Ping’s forehead. “Die!”
Just as the demonic sword was about to pierce Chen Ping, Chen Ping suddenly laughed. His laughter was bright and confident. “With just this level of skill, you dare to show off in front of me?”
Before the words fell, flames suddenly ignited under his feet. His steps suddenly changed. His figure swayed lightly like willow catkins in the wind. He actually drew a strange arc in the spatial confinement.
“Imperial Fire Step…”
Chen Ping used the spatial leap ability of the Imperial Fire Step to escape the spatial confinement.
The next second, with a flash of golden light, Chen Ping’s figure appeared out of thin air several zhang away. The power of the spatial confinement instantly missed.
“What?”
Jun Bu Hui was stunned, mouth agape. The smile on his face froze. “How could you possibly break free from the spatial confinement?”
The people on the mountainside also gasped in shock. Their faces were full of astonishment.
“What was that just now? Spatial leap?”
Han Lie murmured to himself.
Hu Ma Zi slapped his thigh and laughed. “This kid, he really has a backup plan!”
Chen Ping moved his wrist. He spoke indifferently. “It’s just spatial power. Who doesn’t know it?”
His feet moved again. His figure flickered continuously. He left several afterimages on the battlefield. Each flicker precisely avoided Jun Bu Hui’s line of sight.
Jun Bu Hui’s expression changed drastically. He hurriedly operated spatial power to probe, but he couldn’t lock onto Chen Ping’s position at all.
