Crowned by the Treacherous Big Shot

Chapter 922 16: Showdown (Part 4)

An unexpected event occurred. Not only was Chu Nan unharmed, but he also repelled the three attackers with his own strength.

Meng Lang clutched his chest, which was nearly exploded by Inner Strength: "No way, what kind of monster is this?"

He sensed the other's aura, definitely not an ordinary expert, reminding him of the Ghost Army he encountered in Ancient Phoenix Town.

"It's the Grand Marshal."

Yu Zichuan said.

He had just heard Meng Qianqian call out Chu Nan's name.

Meng Lang was dumbfounded: "What? The Grand Marshal? Isn't he dead? Did he rise from the dead?"

Yu Zichuan looked at Chu Nan and said seriously, "He has been refined into a Medicine Man."

Meng Lang: "..."

Si Snake and Ji Li joined forces, yet they could only withstand ten moves from Chu Nan.

Meanwhile, Meng Qianqian's silver needles were almost used up.

Everything was developing in a direction unfavorable to them.

This was a lose-lose situation.

Because even if Chu Nan won, he would pay with his own life.

"Chu Nan! Wake up! She is Shang Jiu!"

Lan Yeyue cried tears of blood.

When Chu Nan launched another palm attack towards Meng Qianqian, she had no place to evade.

Suddenly, a petite figure flew in front of her, taking the hit for her with raw force.

Scorching blood splattered across Chu Nan.

Meng Qianqian was startled, holding the girl who collapsed into her arms with fright, her throat swelling with intense pain: "Tan'er—"

Tan'er kept spitting blood from her mouth: "Sister... you are really my sister... my own..."

Meng Qianqian choked and nodded: "Yes, I am your real sister..."

Tan'er weakly smiled: "No wonder... the first time I saw you... I really liked you..."

Meng Qianqian's vision gradually blurred: "Sis likes Tan'er too, don't talk anymore, Sis will heal you..."

Tan'er said intermittently: "I'm... beyond saving... keep your strength... to escape..."

Meng Qianqian's heart ached like a knife, tears bursting forth: "Don't go... Tan'er don't leave your sister..."

"Hurry... go..."

"Take Tan'er away!"

Ji Li forced himself to stand, staggering to block in front of Chu Nan, "A-Snake, can you still fight?"

Si Snake grunted, setting his dislocated left arm back in place.

Meng Lang carried Tan'er on his back.

Tan'er: "I want... Sister... to carry me..."

"Alright! Sister will carry you!"

Meng Qianqian took Tan'er over.

"Take Mao Tu along."

Ji Li said to Meng Lang seriously.

Meng Lang picked up Mao Tu on his back.

Yu Zichuan led the way ahead.

At the moment they stepped out of the secret room, Tan'er somehow pinched a silver needle and suddenly attacked Chu Nan.

Chu Nan swiftly turned his head, pulling Tan'er towards him with a palm.

Tan'er spun mid-air, knocking Chu Nan to the ground, and at lightning speed activated a mechanism hidden beside Ayimulan.

A massive stone gate fell, trapping the three inside.

Meng Qianqian: "Tan'er—"

Behind the stone gate, Tan'er weakly smiled: "Sister... you... must live well..."

Ayimulan, seeing herself trapped as well, coldly said: "Another madman!"

Tan'er, face pale, laughed freely: "Taking the Loulan Queen as a burial companion... really worth it..."

Outside the stone gate, everyone was silent, even the usually calm Si Snake showed an expression of incredulous complexity.

Who could have thought, at the critical moment, a foodie little girl of about ten would trap the Grand Marshal and the Loulan Queen.

But this way, Tan'er was beyond saving completely.

"Do you want to save her?"

A deep voice emerged from behind the group, "Drain your blood, open the Gate of Qiankun, she might still have a sliver of life."

It was the High Priest!

Ji Li urgently told Meng Qianqian: "Don't listen to him!"

The High Priest tossed a dagger in front of Meng Qianqian.

Meng Qianqian picked up the dagger.

"Hey!"

Meng Lang, enduring the pain of broken ribs, shouted, "Don't fall for his trick! Even if what he says is true... really could open that damn Gate of Qiankun... it won't open this stone gate! Tan'er or whoever will still die—"

Meng Qianqian revealed her wrist and sliced down with the dagger.

But she did not cut her own wrist, instead slashing at the High Priest's head.

The blade's tip skated past the High Priest's neck.

The High Priest dodged swiftly, reaching to grab Meng Qianqian's wrist, attempting to break it.

Unexpectedly, a sharp Inner Strength streaked like an arrow, and the finger that was about to touch Meng Qianqian's sleeve was cut clean off by Sword Qi!

He looked at his flying finger in shock.

The others almost had their jaws drop in astonishment.

After all, this was the High Priest!

Despite their group efforts and attacks, they hadn't managed to injure him in the slightest—

Everyone turned to look behind the High Priest, even the High Priest himself turned curiously, wanting to see who in this world could have the ability to harm him.

The man was dressed in black, standing against the glow of the Luminous Pearl, robust and powerful, exuding the aura of a battlefield.

Wherever he walked, it seemed to become a battleground.

Everyone's ears seemed to catch the sound of clashing armors and weapons.

Clearly he was alone, yet he was like a thousand troops.

"This person is..."

Ji Li was too shocked to speak.

Even Si Snake paused.

Only Meng Qianqian stared blankly at the man, doubting her own sight.

He walked directly to Meng Qianqian: "Wild fathers recognize well, but don't you recognize your real father coming?"

Ji Li widened his eyes, gasping, "He is... Shang Jue?!"