Dashing Student-Chapter 1258: Demon Path Ambush

Deng Yunhe’s words made everyone on the flying boat fall silent, and the envoys from the Righteous Alliance closed their mouths, not daring to speak any further.

An ambush in enemy territory ahead could easily lead to total annihilation if not careful, but being sent here initially meant certain death—just a question of whether that death had any value.

At this moment, Chen Nan and others truly understood the brutality of the battlefield; both the Righteous Alliance and the Demon Sect would use any means necessary to defeat the opponent.

"Hehe, we’ve really encountered fat sheep this time."

A number of Demon Cultivators rapidly spread out in front, and soon encircled Chen Nan and others, exuding an aura indicating each one was stronger.

Leading was a bald man in a black robe, a red dot at his brow giving him an eerie appearance; he grinned, exposing pale teeth.

His cultivation was one of the strongest among demon cultivators, reaching the Sixth-Layer Golden Core Realm, while the remaining four demon cultivators were all at the Fourth Layer of the Golden Core Realm.

It was also a five-person team, only of the Demon Sect, while the envoys on the flying boat were directly ignored due to their cultivation being only the First-Layer Golden Core Realm.

"Quick battle for swift merits. Amitabha, this time I can gain more merits."

The bald man seemed like a monk, yet appearing somewhat eerie, with highly aggressive eyes.

His gaze fell on Zheng Yunzhou, who had the highest cultivation among the group, expected to be his opponent.

Zheng Yunzhou’s face was grave, yet he still summoned his weapon, a sword resembling a door panel, imparting a sense of weightiness.

Before he could engage the bald man, a figure rushed past him straight towards the bald man.

It’s Chen Nan!

Originally Chen Nan intended to be low-key, but seeing the situation now, if he didn’t make a move, it might result in the total annihilation of the team.

The demon cultivators certainly assessed their strength before daring a mid-route ambush.

He considered escaping at this opportunity, but the Soul Locking Talisman had yet to be broken; even if he escaped, he’d have only a month.

After careful thought, Chen Nan decided to stay temporarily in the team and find a way to break the Soul Locking Talisman.

The battle was about to erupt since Chen Nan charged towards the strongest bald man, leaving Zheng Yunzhou to face another Fourth-Layer Golden Core Realm cultivator with a cultivation advantage.

The worst off were Deng Yunhe and Daoist Cui, with the weakest cultivation at the Third Layer of Golden Core Realm, having to face the attack of Fourth Layer demon cultivators.

The gap between each layer of the Golden Core Realm is significant; not everyone can fight across layers as easily as Chen Nan.

The bald man, seeing Chen Nan rushing over, maintained an eerie smile: "Haha, too underestimated the little monk?"

His hands suddenly clasped together; his eyes erupted with murderous intent; a vast phantom appeared behind—it’s a Buddha!

But unlike temple Buddhas, lacking Buddha Light, instead permeated with Blood Evil Qi, and the Buddha’s face appeared sinister.

"Blood Buddha descends, transcend all lives!"

As he finished, the bald man suddenly extended his arm; blood and flesh swelled like a balloon, and the Blood Buddha phantom behind simultaneously emitted a palm.

The Blood Buddha’s arm merged with the bald man’s swollen arm, like a giant hand smashing towards Chen Nan, blood evil qi staining the palm red.

This sight surprised Zheng Yunzhou, Deng Yunhe, and others greatly; facing the bald man would be extremely difficult.

Seeing the massive blood-red palm approaching, with wind blowing his hair away, Chen Nan snorted: "You call this a Buddha?"

As he spoke, a Buddhist Relic flew from him, floating above him, emitting pure Buddha Light.

Chen Nan raised a hand and also emitted a palm, mana surging out, Buddha Light forming the core, transforming into a large golden hand to meet the Blood Buddha’s hand.

"Great Compassion Buddha Palm!"

It was a pure Buddhist Sixth Grade Technique, with Buddha Light blessing; the palm struck, as if countless monks recited scriptures in the void.

Even the sea thousands of feet below surged with monstrous waves!

"Oh my, is this guy a monk?" Deng Yunhe screamed, kicked hard in the face by a demon cultivator, nearly losing a few teeth.

"Dare kick my face? I’ll fight you!"

Furious, Deng Yunhe immediately summoned a longsword, displaying a dazzling swordsmanship.

Others were equally amazed at Chen Nan’s identity; although Buddhist Techniques weren’t exclusive to monks, Buddhist relics weren’t usually possessed by ordinary cultivators.

The bald man was extremely excited, grinning almost to his ears, looking grim: "A relic? Haha, wonderful, possessing a relic—who dares say I’m a heretic?"

The blood-red hand collided violently with the golden Buddha palm, explosive power erupted, dispersing clouds with a "boom," and powerful aftershocks expanded outward.

Even the others in battle were affected, quickly flying further to leave the battlefield to Chen Nan and the bald man.

"Hand it over!"

The bald man quickly charged towards Chen Nan, reaching for the relic, blood patterns appearing on him, looking even more eerie.

Chen Nan coldly sneered internally; his strongest ability was now his physique. Unexpectedly, the bald man dared approach—such an opportunity!

"Back off! You heretic want to touch the relic?"

An ordinary punch struck out; the bald man didn’t care, seemingly focused on the relic, confident in his physique.

"Haha, I’m from the Blood Buddha Sect, refined my body with Secret Techniques, just you..."

Before finishing, Chen Nan’s punch landed on him, suddenly feeling immense force like a mountain, making him spew blood, his body thrown back.

"How is this possible?"

The bald man was deeply shocked; his proud physique couldn’t withstand a punch? Looking down, a deep fist mark was left on his chest.

Chen Nan was similarly surprised: "Impressive, took my punch and only spit blood."

Angry beyond reason, the bald man’s eyes seemed to want to devour Chen Nan as blood and flesh wriggled, his body rapidly expanding, looking bizarre.

In a blink, he merged entirely with the Blood Buddha phantom behind, and a blood river appeared before him, filled with countless wailing figures.

"Boy, drown in the blood river!"