Chapter 463: 463

Chen Ming fell from another hit, blood spilling from his mouth . This blow rattled his organs .

He rolled on the ground and crawled his way back up . He couldn’t return one hit . This guy is more than impressive!

The entire Galaxy watching the Sacred Mountain was rattled from shock . The almost invincible Chen Ming, he who crushed geniuses, he who made fear rise in their hearts, was now played around by a mortal!

The wind was changing .

“It’s true what they say, there’s a man above a man like there’s a sky above a sky!”

“Where does he come from?”

“He doesn’t seem to be from the mortal world . “

“Did this world have such an extraordinary person?”

Chen Ming stood up again, eyes on Zi Yu and also learning another move . I just can’t get used to reading books mid-fight, more so when fighting against me, Immortal Master Chen . But you won’t ever hear me say that .

Chen Ming ignored the blood since it’d flow again soon anyway, and continued to fight . He couldn’t repeat a move, or the pages wouldn’t turn . Nor could he attack the same place, or he couldn’t read a new attack .

Chen Ming used Conquering Immortals Art’s Flay Immortals form, while Zi Yu faced him with a book in one hand and a fist, “True Martial Dipper Fist, Blowing Feathers!”

It struck him squarely in the chest, making him hit the ground a zhang away .

Chen Ming felt one of his pork chops, uh, ribs breaking .

He scrambled to his feet, pain spearing through him where his rib broke . He coughed blood and resumed attacking, “Again!”

And again he flew .

His stomach was making flip-flops, along with the pain that it accompanied it .

Zi Yu said, “You can’t beat me so you will be beaten to death . Just give up . “

Chen Ming laughed, “Did you know? The cultivation world has a saying, before death, defeat is never certain . I am a cultivator, and I firmly believe in it . “

Zhuo Qingyao saw him tacking hit after hit and wanted to help . Even if she’d become a mortal, she could take some of his burdens .

Wu Fu noticed and walked before the Sky-crossing Bridge . Zhuo Qingyao raved, “Back off!”

“Beat me and I will . ” He smiled .

“You will die . “

Wu Fu didn’t care at all, “Didn’t your Master said, before death, defeat is never certain? I think he’s right . “

Chen Ming rose on shaky legs, dripping blood .

He was done talking, if not for anything else, but because his chest felt like splitting .

He went on the offensive again . Chen Ming couldn’t beat Zi Yu, true, but he knew of his strength, he knew he was beginning to get used to mortals’ battle .

This time he used the Flay Immortals followed by the rising tide and finally the Sea Gazing .

Yet his enemy only used two punches to break his form . Chen Ming got intimate with the ground again .

Blood was everywhere on his body, while Zi Yu, by contrast, spotless .

He stood tall and upright like a judge .

Zi Yu watched him with a deep look, “Seems I have no choice but to beat you to death!”

He walked, no rush at all, and each time he attacked he sent Chen Ming sprawling .

Chen Ming’s eyes flitted over the book at any moment of his opponent’s inattentiveness .

He never stopped attacking Zi Yu, who said, “This fight is pointless . Perhaps I should end it sooner . “

. . .

With a battered and swollen face, with blood flowing from his many wounds, Chen Ming rose once again, and with it, the book turned to a new page .

Chen Ming felt how weak he was, but, I can’t die yet . He could hear the cheer of the Domains and Crownless Assembly’s people, crying out for his death .

He didn’t like them one bit .

He could see Li Suyi, Ling Xian and Chen Lingyu rushing to get to him . Or perhaps, Ling Xian couldn’t hold the entrance’s immortals and was fleeing .

Ahead, Zhuo Qingyao’s eyes were full of tears .

He didn’t like this either . Zhuo Qingyao looked better smiling . He began to think of those cherishing memories when she made him noodles . It’s been so long since I tasted some .

Ah, is this the end credits?

No, no, no, this is not the time to go down memory lane . That’s only for when one’s about to die, and I am not there yet .

Chen Ming stood up, with his left eye so swollen he couldn’t open, while the other had blood flowing in, dying Zi Yu in shades of red .

Chen Ming rushed Zi Yu as he looked at the last page, “True Martial Dipper Fist’s final move, Mountain Shaking Hand!”

Zi Yu started sending blows to Chen Ming . Their might was visible even if it came from a mortal .

Zi Yu’s body exploded with power!

Heavenly Dao Sanctuary’s old Daoist watched with sharp eyes, “It is done . The Dao won’t perish . Heavenly Dao is eternal . “

He was about to stop looking but stopped .

Jade Lake’s Empress reclined on a pink bed, her body twisting with allure, “The offender is dead . “

Moon Laurel’s Empress sat bellow Moon Laurel, with moonlight hiding her body, “It is done . “

In the Heavenly Court’s official gathering, the Emperor showed no shock, “Good death, quick death . “

In the Void, the Abyss Flower bloomed, yet no word came out . As if he didn’t want to, or perhaps keeping in line with his mysterious air .

On an overgrown and wild star, the woman who invited Chen Ming in the Crownless Assembly pushed open the door of her wooden carriage . Inside sat an old man with a black and white mask . A chessboard lied on his knees, pieces scattered . These two dragons were having a bitter fight right now .

The old man looked at the Sacred Mountain and chuckled, “How can you not lose in a game of chess?”

His left placed a black piece, while his right a white piece .