Two People Doubting Life

In Yin Chen and Hong Yuan's pupils, only the descending giant claw remained.

The Golden Beast Emperor's claw howled with wind, tearing the air into sharp shrieks as it slammed down directly toward Chen Guan's head.

Even the onlookers couldn't help but feel anxious. Although Yin Chen believed in Chen Guan's strength, he couldn't help but erect an ice wall barrier to block it.

Facing this terrifying strike, Chen Guan didn't retreat but advanced instead.

The black scythe in his hand swung upwards, braving the airflow that could blow a person away, slashing toward the Beast Emperor's golden eye.

A mutually destructive fighting style.

The knuckles of Hong Yuan's hands gripping her giant axe turned white. She originally thought her fighting style was scary enough, but unexpectedly, there was someone even more extreme.

She wanted to step forward, but for her, who wasn't known for speed, such a long distance was an unreachable shore.

Yin Chen's silver hair danced wildly in the wind. He could only watch as that apocalyptic claw fell, instantly tearing his ice shield to shreds. His heart turned completely cold.

This person, his combat style was always like walking on the edge of a blade.

[No!]

[Brother Guan, don't trade your life! It's just a Tier Six, it's a huge loss! Even if you can revive by watching ads, don't trade!]

[Don't die, bro, I just became your fan.]

The pleas in the live comments almost flooded the screen.

Everyone believed that the next second would be a bloody curtain call.

Boom!

The claw fell, but there was no solid sensation of striking flesh.

The entire mountain was shaking.

Countless bones were shattered to dust by this force.

The dust and ice shards swirling in the sky blurred everyone's vision.

The claw... phased right through?

Yin Chen's pupils shrank.

He saw the Golden Beast Emperor's giant claw pass straight through Chen Guan's chest. Beneath the claw was empty air; not a single drop of blood splattered.

The struck Chen Guan's figure began to fade, his outline twisting before finally shattering into countless black motes of light that melted into the wind.

It was a phantom!

A phantom so realistic that it even deceived a peak Tier Six demonic beast!

The claw that the Golden Beast Emperor swung with all its might hit nothing.

Its massive body experienced a momentary loss of balance.

In its golden beastly eyes, there was nothing but the fury of a wild beast that had been toyed with.

"I'm right here."

A voice devoid of warmth came from its blind spot on the other side.

The Golden Beast Emperor twisted its massive head.

The real Chen Guan had appeared there at some unknown point.

He bent his body, lowered his center of gravity, gripped the black scythe with both hands, raised it high, and brought it down ruthlessly.

Yin Chen felt a chill shoot up from his tailbone straight to the top of his head.

An illusion? When did he...

Could it be that from the moment Chen Guan jumped down into the rift valley, his own perception had been blinded?

If that scythe strike just now wasn't aimed at the Beast Emperor, but at himself... Yin Chen didn't dare to think about the consequences.

For the first time, he realized that his proud perception skills were laughably weak in front of the other party. He didn't even notice he had fallen for the trick, and was even pointlessly worrying about him.

Hong Yuan even forgot to breathe, her mouth half-open.

What kind of monster was this man?

His melee combat ability was abnormally strong, yet he was actually an illusionist who could play a peak Tier Six demonic beast in the palm of his hand?

Fine, one could say demonic beasts have weak spiritual power, and she had weak spiritual power, so being blinded was understandable.

But looking at Yin Chen's expression, he was probably kept in the dark too.

Did that make any sense?

If Yin Chen's spiritual power was considered low, then across all of Hua Xia, or even globally among first-year students, one probably couldn't find anyone with strong spiritual power.

His combat skills were stronger than hers, and his spiritual power was stronger than Yin Chen's...

He gathered the strengths of all schools.

Was this guy really not some instructor posing as a student to bully newbies...?

Meanwhile, on the battlefield, the real hunt had only just begun.

Chen Guan didn't give the Golden Beast Emperor a chance to adjust its posture; the fully charged scythe had already been swung out.

The moment the scythe blade touched the Beast Emperor's fur, a single scythe shadow transformed into thousands, hacking down on the Golden Beast Emperor from all directions.

Unlike Yin Chen's previous wide-net approach, every single one of Chen Guan's slashes landed in the exact same spot.

The Beast Emperor's weakest defensive point: the carotid artery in its neck.

This black storm came fast and ended fast.

In just the span of two breaths, the sky full of scythe shadows merged back into one, resting quietly in Chen Guan's hands.

The storm dissipated.

Silence returned to the bottom of the rift valley.

The Golden Beast Emperor still maintained its head-turning posture, the astonishment in its molten gold pupils not yet having the time to fade.

The next moment, a line of blood appeared on its thick neck and rapidly spread.

Pfft!

The roar the giant beast was preparing to unleash got stuck in its throat.

That millstone-sized head detached from its body, flying far away carried by momentum, before rolling weakly into the pile of ghastly white bones.

At the severed neck, the golden blood paused for a moment.

Then it erupted like a volcano, plating this land of bones with a layer of luxurious gold.

The massive headless body swayed twice before crashing heavily to the ground, kicking up a cloud of bone dust.

Peak Tier Six, the king of the glacial rift valley, the Golden Beast Emperor.

Died just like that.

The entire process was as clean and swift as a violent performance.

Chen Guan flicked his scythe blade and walked over to the Beast Emperor's corpse.

Under Yin Chen and Hong Yuan's dumbfounded gazes, he used the tip of his scythe to gently prod the scalding hot flesh.

A fist-sized monster core, flowing with a golden halo, was flicked into the air.

Chen Guan reached out and caught it.

That material, which would make many superpowered individuals thrilled, looked just like an ordinary glass marble in his hand.

He put it away without even weighing it in his hand. His expression was as if he had just casually picked up a stone by the roadside.

After doing all this, he finally nodded at the two petrified people behind him.

"It's taken care of. Let's go."

Yin Chen was somewhat doubting his life. Was this also part of the illusion... Was he still living inside an illusion right now, and that big tiger was actually a spiritual-type great demon?

How come they were the ones being bullied like noobs, but Chen Guan came and bullied the boss like it was a noob?

Were they really facing the same enemy?

It wasn't that Yin Chen didn't want to concentrate his attacks on a single point earlier; it was because he simply didn't know where the opponent's weakness was, so he wanted to use a wide-net approach to probe for it first.

Who would have thought, the other guy could easily see through the enemy's weakness with a casual glance, while he was still painstakingly probing.

He, a highly anticipated genius in the eyes of outsiders, never thought that one day he would also be carried to an easy victory.

Especially since the one carrying him was the person he once thought was just a freeloader.

Hong Yuan's mood wasn't much better than Yin Chen's. How come she was blown away by a roar, while he could directly flank and decapitate it?

If Chen Guan was just an enhancement-type combat genius, that would be one thing, but his illusions were also used to perfection.

Damn it! Which door did God actually close for him?!

For the first time, Hong Yuan felt a sense of powerlessness when facing a peer.