Invincibility Begins with a Super Fairy Manny

Chapter 2747: Chapter 2748: Self-Awareness Is All I Have

"But at the same time, this is also good news. After all, Xu Ling’an—or rather, this Shi Chang—has already lost his composure, so what we need to do next is wait for a chance!"

"A chance to kill him with our own hands!"

"Yes!"

Just as Wu Jun had said, Shi Chang had indeed already lost his composure at this moment.

Because this literary gathering had clearly already slipped out of his control and was sliding toward an unknown Abyss.

And now even his former teacher, the true master of Ling’an, had appeared.

On top of that, there was the white-robed youth controlling his son and eyeing him like a tiger from the side.

All of this made Shi Chang feel a sense of crisis.

But he did live up to that big shot Yao Yachao’s assessment; he quickly calmed his mind and let out a sinister, chilling cackle.

"Xu Ling’an, now that you’ve come back to the surface with Wu Ai and this Xue fellow, do you think you already have the certainty to pin me down?"

"To tell you the truth, I actually no longer care about this so-called title! In the end, everything is fake—only strength is real!"

As he spoke, dazzling radiance burst out from Shi Chang’s body, and an immense pressure spread across the entire hall.

It was the suppression belonging to the Great General Realm.

No!

Strictly speaking, it was the peak of the Great General Realm, only a single step away from crossing into the cultivation of a Third Grade Upper General.

Once this might burst forth, the entire hall shook.

Even Tang Zheng, that great Confucian scholar who had kept himself out of things all this time, couldn’t help but change expression now.

Because, let alone this remote Ling’an City, even in the central domains where heroes contended, Shi Chang’s strength could still be counted as first-rate.

Yet Xu Ling’an showed no trace of fear. Instead, he looked at Shi Chang with a calm expression.

"You’re still the same as ever—always fond of using overwhelming force to crush people."

"Hmph!" Shi Chang snorted coldly. "And you’re still the same as ever—always fond of putting on that lecturing face."

Xu Ling’an shook his head, a trace of sorrow appearing in his eyes. "I don’t intend to lecture you, I just find it a little sad. In all those years I was trapped underground, I thought more than once: how did things end up like this?"

"You said you wanted power, but I clearly already announced that you would be the next Ling’an Great General, and I passed all my Spell Decrees and secret techniques on to you. Why did you have to do this?"

Shi Chang let out a cold laugh. "Enough. Don’t make yourself sound so merciful and innocent. Yes, you said you’d hand the Ling’an Domain to me—but with your strength, barring accidents, you’d live at least several thousand years. That means I’d have to wait several thousand years. I can’t wait that long!"

"What belongs to me, I must get into my hands as soon as possible. Besides, those words of yours were nothing but a carrot dangling in front of my eyes, tricking me into working for you!"

"Tricking me into working for you..." Xu Ling’an murmured, the sorrow on his face growing heavier.

"How did it come to this? You weren’t like this before. I still remember how kind and pure you were back then, so why have you...?"

"Enough! I don’t want to hear your bullshit about ’back then’. Today, you, Wu Ai, and this Xue brat all have to die!"

Shi Chang was utterly frenzied now. He stomped on the air, and his whole body shot toward Xu Ling’an like a cannonball.

Xu Ling’an did not dodge, because he knew there was no point in dodging.

After all these years trapped underground in that Spirit Vein cage, his strength had long since withered away; there was absolutely no way he could avoid this strike from Shi Chang.

But that strike of Shi Chang’s still didn’t land, because Wu Ai suddenly moved from the side.

Once this fat eunuch started fighting, he was frighteningly fast. His figure flashed and he appeared in front of Xu Ling’an, then raised his hand and exchanged countless palm strikes with Shi Chang.

In the span of just a few breaths, hundreds of loud detonations like firecrackers erupted inside the literary hall.

Then Wu Ai let out a muffled groan and staggered backward.

Looking at his arms, they were already covered in wounds and hung limp at his sides, clearly heavily injured.

"Hahahaha, Wu Ai, you may be strong, but how could you possibly be my match? Now that both your arms are ruined, you won’t even be fit to be a dog in the future!"

Shi Chang laughed wildly and once more charged at Xu Ling’an.

Xu Ling’an sighed softly. "Shi Chang, this old bag of bones of mine should have died long ago. Yet you stubbornly refused to kill me, and instead locked me in that underground cage for so many years. Why is that?"

"Hmph, why? Go down and ask the King of Hell!"

Shi Chang couldn’t be bothered to waste words. He raised his hand, about to end Xu Ling’an’s life.

Just then, Wu Jun and Duan Muguang shot out from the crowd together, one from the left and one from the right, flanking Shi Chang in the middle.

This sudden assault stunned everyone present.

Shi Chang, however, acted as if he had long expected it. "Gah gah, two little rats hiding in the dark, afraid to see the light, and you dare make a move on me?"

As he spoke, Shi Chang waved his hands twice in succession, trying to swat Wu Jun and Duan Muguang away.

But at that moment, Wu Jun’s figure twisted back at a strange angle, dodging the blow.

Right after, a wisp of fire flew from his hand and shot toward Shi Chang.

Shi Chang sneered, his aura surging. Without even moving, he shattered that wisp of flame to pieces.

"An ant like you dares to be insolent!"

As he spoke, Duan Muguang was sent flying backward from the void like a kite with a cut string.

He had just slipped into the void to try and assassinate Shi Chang, but he hadn’t expected to be discovered before he could even get close.

But just then, Wu Jun moved.

He suddenly pulled a book from his bosom, tore off the cover, and hurled it straight at Shi Chang.

In midair the book came apart, turning into countless pages shimmering with golden light that enveloped Shi Chang.

Shi Chang never imagined such a move. Caught off guard, he was struck squarely by those pages.

Strangely enough, those pages, which looked light and powerless, felt like boulders once they hit Shi Chang, making him howl in agony.

"Aaahhhh—the Scripture of Light! Brat, you’re from the Palace of Light?"

"I’m from nowhere. I only want your life!" Wu Jun said coldly, his eyes full of bone-deep hatred.

But as soon as he finished speaking, all those pages exploded at once, and a huge hand suddenly thrust out, seizing Wu Jun and lifting him into the air.

"Jie jie, did you really think you could defeat me with just that? If these were scriptures personally written by the High Priest of the Palace of Light, I might be afraid. But with that little bit of your life’s blood, the fact that you could make me feel pain is already impressive!"

Shi Chang transformed into a Deity several zhang tall, clutching Wu Jun by the throat, cackling eerily.

Wu Jun no longer had any strength to fight. His final trump card had been that scripture he’d written bit by bit with his own life’s blood.

Yet even that had failed to do anything to Shi Chang.

As expected!

The difference in strength was still far too great!

Wu Jun sighed softly, then closed his eyes, waiting for death to descend.

But just then, a slightly playful voice came from the side.

"Hey, old man, if you dare kill him, I’ll kill your son and make all your years of effort go up in smoke."