Conceited Immortal On Campus

It was another cultivation spirit art that Chen Yi had never seen before. Among the many spirit arts that Chen Yi cultivated, this spirit art was only one of them.    

    

The Qi Cultivating Stage spirit arts of the Profound Essence Sect were as high as a thousand kinds of low grade spirit arts. There were hundreds of middle grade spirit arts. There were only eighteen types of high grade spirit art.    

    

This wasn't even Chen Yi's analogy. He had created it in the past thousand years.    

    

"What is this!?"    

    

"Dragon. It seems to be the legendary giant dragon in China."    

    

"My God, who is this Huaxia person!?"    

    

Within the Noan Family, as they watched the white dragon getting entangled with them, they easily broke the trump card of their Noan Family.    

    

The Magic Silver Cannon that was forged from alchemy was said to be able to kill an expert on the God Ranking of Europe with a single cannonball. But now, three Magic Silver Cannons were fired, and they were easily blocked by an unremarkable young man from Huaxia.    

    

Chen Yi stood in the air, and on his shoulder, the white dragon suddenly roared towards the sky.    

    

"Roar!"    

    

The dragon's roar shook the nine heavens. Behind them, even Yu Mengzi could not help but be stunned.    

    

She had seen Chen Yi display his might, but every time Chen Yi used a technique, it refreshed her previous shock towards Chen Yi.    

    

Yu Mengzi found it hard to imagine how powerful Chen Yi was.    

    

Rhode's eyes turned gloomy as he spoke. "Ask the Divine Guardian to move. Also..."    

    

Before he could finish his sentence, a faint voice entered Rhode's ears through the door.    

    

"There's no need. Based on the strength of your Noan Family, it's true that you won't be able to defend against this person."    

    

"Do you know who he is!?"    

    

The door slowly opened and a white-haired old man with a face full of white beard slowly walked in with a cane in his hand.    

    

Rhode was slightly stunned. He turned around and looked at the old man with a respectful expression.    

    

"His Holiness Norsen!"    

    

The old man indifferently glanced at Rhode and revealed a smile as he walked to the window.    

    

Rhode said nervously, "Your Holiness, your Holiness... Who is this young man from China!?"    

    

"The Norsen family is too young. It's normal that we don't know him."    

    

"However, you should have heard of his name!"    

    

Northson walked to the window and looked at the young man standing in the sky. He was like a god that had descended into the world. He was insufferably arrogant.    

    

"The Ancestor Chen of China is unparalleled in the world!"    

    

The words made Rhode's pupils contract. Then, his face turned gloomy. All the confidence and pride he had before disappeared.    

    

China... Ancestor Chens!?    

    

Rhode had never thought that his Noan Family would offend an existence like Ancestor Chen.    

    

The Noan Family was indeed a newly advanced family in France, but in France, it was definitely not a supreme position.    

    

Even in Europe, France was not the leader...    

    

However, in today's world, China's Ancestor Chen had an invincible reputation and was publicly acknowledged as a supreme existence.    

    

Such an existence even surpassed the Temple of Gods, the Church of Magic, the Church of Darkness, and even the most powerful Holy Church.    

    

Rhode never dreamed that the Ancestor Chen would appear in front of him!?    

    

"But you don't have to worry!" Norson slowly pushed open the window and smiled gently. "This person is still unparalleled in this world, but I came for him!"    

    

"I'm not the only one who came for this medicinal Ancestor Chen!"    

    

"On the contrary, the safety of the Nuo An Clan should not be enough to reach the apex."    

    

The cane in his hand moved lightly. The outside of the cane was like a broken stone. Its surface continuously cracked open, turning into countless fragments that scattered all over the ground.    

    

A purple gold scepter with dense patterns appeared in Norsen's hand. It was about five feet long.    

    

As Norsen gently raised his hand, he muttered something.    

    

"God says, there must be light!"    

    

This was a sentence that had once shocked the world, something that even ordinary people knew, but it slowly sounded out from Norson's mouth.    

    

The moment the voice sounded out, the color of the world changed and gradually dimmed. In its place, it seemed as if endless light had gathered above Chen Yi and turned into a holy sword.    

    

This holy sword was soundless and seemed to be real. It was standing on top of Chen Yi's head.    

    

Chen Yi could faintly sense it. He lifted his eyes and looked at the holy sword. When he saw it, he revealed a trace of surprise.    

    

"So that's how it is!"    

    

There was surprise in Chen Yi's eyes, but there was no surprise.    

    

In the next moment, the sacred sword descended. The mountain-like mountain descended.    

    

On Chen Yi's shoulder, the white dragon suddenly rose. Not only that, but strands of golden magic power flowed out of Chen Yi's body and entered the white dragon's body.    

    

"Roar!"    

    

Along with the angry roar of the white dragon, The White Dragon soared into the sky and collided with the holy sword.    

    

Boom!    

    

In an instant, the air waves spread out in all directions like a tsunami.    

    

Strong winds blew, uprooting trees and crushing everything.    

    

Even the manor, which was a thousand meters away, had its windows pierced through under the bombardment of some broken stones.    

    

The Noan clan had become chaotic, and many people were panicking.    

    

Chen Yi raised his eyes. Above him, the pressure of the sacred sword was extremely strong.    

    

Cracks appeared on the white dragon's scales. It was just a Holy Word Technique, but it was enough to match his Spirit Chant.    

    

With such strength, it was enough to match the two Martial Arts Golden Core Stage warriors he had encountered before.    

    

Most importantly, this Europe Continent was the Holy Church's base camp.    

    

The Holy Church, also known as the Church of the Cross, was a teaching based on faith.    

    

In the past, the Holy Church dominated the entire Europe, controlling many countries and conquering the east.    

    

Chen Yi's eyes moved slightly. He looked into the distance, and through the open window, he saw Northson.    

    

He could not help but whisper. "The little guy from the past has grown to the point of daring to draw his sword at me."    

    

Above, the white dragon wailed. The holy sword tore through the spirit art and pierced towards Chen Yi.    

    

Chen Yi raised his hand. Even so, he only used his hand to face it.    

    

Boom!    

    

The power of the holy sword fell down like a mountain. Chen Yi's figure was slashed into the ground. The ground cracked and cracks continued to spread. Dust rose and smoke filled the air.    

    

"Chen Yi!"    

    

Yu Mengzi stood outside the manor. When she saw this scene, she couldn't help but cry out in shock.    

    

At this moment, cracks began to appear on the sacred sword.    

    

In the manor far away, Nuo Sen could not help but reveal a faint smile, "Worthy of being a Ancestor Chen!"    

    

Using the sacred artifact and using the Holy Word Technique, this Ancestor Chen could only block it with one hand. One could see how arrogant this Ancestor Chen was.    

    

However, Norsen was even happier. The Ancestor Chen was arrogant, but he wouldn't.    

    

If a mortal wanted to kill a god, how could it be more than courage?    

    

The scepter in Norson's hand rose gently once again, and he spoke slowly.    

    

"The god said that lightning must pierce through the heart of the wicked and alert the world!"    

    

With one sentence, the clear sky was born. Thunder was different from the Warlock of the Noan Family. Nosen's Holy Word technique had become many times stronger.    

    

A bolt of lightning suddenly crashed into the dust.    

    

A bolt of lightning did not stop. A second bolt appeared out of thin air, twisting and turning as it charged into the dust cloud.    

    

The dust cloud exploded. Amidst the brilliant lightning, a figure could vaguely be seen twisting and distorting within the lightning cloud.    

    

It was unknown when this black figure would be completely annihilated within the lightning.    

    

The third, the fourth, the fifth... There were a total of sixteen bolts of lightning that had yet to stop.    

    

It was as if this lightning was endless and endless.