Tian Yuan

Chapter 2271 Random Thoughts, Extreme Netherworld Armor

Chen Qingyuan's address of "Fellow Daoist Shen" was clearly a way to give Shen Wuyun a way out, to save face for him, and to let him know when to stop.

If this continues, the situation could very well spiral out of control.

How could Shen Wuyun, who had reached the pinnacle of the Great Dao, not understand Chen Qingyuan's implied meaning?

A fellow Daoist is not an enemy.

This bastard!

Shen Wuyun felt aggrieved, his face was extremely ugly, he glared at Chen Qingyuan and cursed him under his breath.

He was prepared to fight to the death, but Chen Qingyuan stopped unexpectedly. This feeling was extremely unpleasant and indescribable.

It's certainly a good thing to avoid risking your life.

However, Shen Wuyun felt a surge of anger in his chest, with nowhere to vent it, making him feel frustrated and uncomfortable.

If you're not as skilled as someone else, you have to admit defeat.

Shen Wuyun closed his eyes tightly, suppressing his restless mind and trying to calm himself down as quickly as possible. When he opened his eyes again, he said expressionlessly, "Fellow Daoist Chen is exceptionally talented and has extraordinary strength. In today's exchange of sparring and discussion, I am far inferior to you."

Shen Wuyun acknowledged his shortcomings and didn't argue.

"lucky."

Chen Qingyuan bowed modestly.

The opponent has conceded defeat, and the battle is over.

hum!

The Rakshasa trembled slightly and returned to its Dao body.

wow-

With a wave of his hand, Chen Qingyuan dispersed most of the chaotic rules of the battlefield, and the terrifying power and law phenomena that clung to his body also vanished.

This great battle did not affect the Life Starfield; only a very few people could perceive a slight disturbance in the rules.

In the blink of an eye, Chen Qingyuan's aura became more restrained, his previous cold expression changed, and he appeared with a smile, looking refined and approachable.

If Shen Wuyun hadn't just fought with Chen Qingyuan, he would definitely have been deceived by Chen's humble and polite demeanor. In fact, Shen Wuyun was indeed fooled, otherwise he wouldn't have fought with him.

Perhaps still shaken, Shen Wuyun withdrew his imperial might, but the tortoise shell did not enter his body. Instead, it shrank to the size of a fingernail, encircling his body and occasionally rippling with Daoist energy.

"Fellow Daoist Shen, we've become friends through this fight. Let's find somewhere else to have a drink."

Chen Qingyuan sincerely invites you.

Shen Wuyun couldn't find a reason to refuse, nor could she refuse. After all, this was someone else's territory: "Hmm."

Swish!

The two tore through the void and returned to their original positions.

In a corner of the vast starry sea, three elegant seats float.

Chen Qingyuan and An Xiruo sat side by side, while Shen Wuyun, who looked slightly tired, sat directly opposite them.

"If I was impolite just now, please forgive me, Fellow Daoist Shen. To express my apologies, I would like to offer you a toast."

At this moment, Chen Qingyuan was a completely different person from before, humble and polite. After speaking, he picked up a glass of wine on the table, brought it to his lips, and drank it all in one gulp.

"Fellow Taoist, you're welcome."

Seeing Chen Qingyuan's polite manner, Shen Wuyun was momentarily at a loss. He regulated his breathing for a moment, and his wounds healed rapidly.

Is this the same person?

Something is wrong!

During the fight, Chen Qingyuan was aggressive and relentless, refusing to back down.

Now, he always has a smile on his face and is very polite to his guests.

Shen Wuyun returned the toast with a glass of wine, a strange unease rising deep within him.

"I have a question that I would like to ask Fellow Daoist Chen for clarification."

After this battle, Shen Wuyun deeply realized just how outrageous the quasi-emperor sitting in front of him was. His eyes no longer held any contempt, and his words were filled with respect.

Chen Qingyuan smiled and said, "Please go ahead."

"Fellow Daoist, you haven't ascended to the throne, so why... why do you possess such strength?"

Shen Wuyun couldn't understand it, and feeling uncomfortable keeping it to herself, she asked the person in charge.

"Perhaps I'm an oddball!"

Chen Qingyuan couldn't give a good answer to this question. He couldn't very well claim that he was exceptionally talented, a once-in-a-lifetime prodigy!

"Fellow Daoist's talent is truly unparalleled throughout the ages!"

The only thing that could be confirmed was that Chen Qingyuan hadn't used any unknown or terrifying forbidden techniques, but rather relied on his own hard-earned strength. A new question lingered in Shen Wuyun's mind.

If Chen Qingyuan, who hasn't even attained enlightenment, is this outrageous, then what about An Xiruo, who has attained enlightenment and ascended to the throne!

Regardless of who it is, subjectively speaking, everyone would believe that the person who ascends to the throne must have swept through an era and been invincible among his peers.

From that moment on, Shen Wuyun's gaze toward An Xiruo underwent a dramatic change.

At first, Shen Wuyun felt that An Xiruo had just ascended the throne and there was no need to be overly wary of her. Now, however, he realized he was completely wrong, and a sense of unease arose within him.

Shen Wuyun thought to himself, "Could the collapse of the order in the Divine Continent be due to the struggle for the throne between Fellow Daoist An and Fellow Daoist Chen?"

The more I thought about it, the more I realized that this was highly likely.

Out of respect for the strong, Shen Wuyun sat up straight, the tender tendrils on his face noticeably shrinking, and a stiff, fake smile appeared.

I had just arrived in China, full of youthful vigor and ambition.

After being beaten, he became listless and visibly dejected.

Gazing at the two people before him, Shen Wuyun's mind wandered, and he couldn't help but recall his own life journey. Born in the Vast Ocean Realm, he had cultivated for over 50,000 years, achieving considerable success in the Emperor's Path. He was currently in his prime, and there was still room for him to reach even greater heights in the future.

Before today, Shen Wuyun possessed a destiny bestowed upon him, was exceptionally proud, and fearless of everything.

After fighting with Chen Qingyuan, he lost all his former arrogance and pride.

Ugh!

Shen Wuyun suppressed the complex emotions surging within him and sighed deeply.

"Fellow Daoist Shen, what is this thing called?"

Chen Qingyuan's attention was focused on the tortoise shell, and he was very curious.

The nine tortoise shells merged into one, shrinking many times over, and revolved around Shen Wuyun, protecting him completely.

Out of caution, Shen Wuyun didn't dare put the tortoise shell away. He was afraid he wouldn't have time to react if Chen Qingyuan and An Xiruo suddenly attacked.

"Extreme Netherworld Armor!"

This wasn't a secret, Shen Wuyun hesitated for a moment before explaining it to him.

"The Extreme Netherworld Armor..." Chen Qingyuan murmured to himself several times, growing more and more fond of it with each look. Unfortunately, this item was currently out of his reach; perhaps he'd have a chance in the future.

This thing is estimated to be able to withstand a full-force attack from a peak Emperor-level being. Whether it will shatter afterward is unknown as it has not been tested.

"This item possesses astonishing defensive capabilities; I wonder what method it was forged from?"

Imperial weapons are highly unlikely to be replicated. However, Chen Qingyuan was extremely interested and still wanted to ask one more question.

"The forging technique is nothing special, but the material of the vessel is extraordinary and extremely rare."

After being beaten up, Shen Wuyun became much more obedient. As long as it didn't involve his core secrets, he was open to discussing anything else.

Chen Qingyuan's interest grew even stronger: "Could you elaborate?"

"I once entered an ancient emperor's tomb and obtained the tortoise shell containing the emperor's remains. Later..."

Shen Wuyun briefly recounted that experience.

After listening, Chen Qingyuan suddenly understood.

No wonder this tortoise shell is so sturdy; it has such a history.

"Fellow Daoist, could you describe the scenery of the Vast Sea Realm?"

After a long silence, An Xiruo parted her cherry lips slightly and made a request: she wanted to learn more about the Vast Ocean Realm.