Chapter 1476: Is a thousand miles far?

He decided to go for it!

Almost instantly, Zu An began recalling the Dongfeng missiles he had seen in his previous life. He felt a pang of regret. In his past life, as an internet keyboard warrior, he hadn't paid much attention to military matters. His knowledge of weapons wasn't much greater than an average person's, unlike some experts who could rattle off the names of cutting-edge armaments from various countries.

After much thought, he concluded that he needed something both powerful and fast enough for the Demon Emperor to evade. The image of the Hypersonic Missile 17 surfaced in his mind.

As he envisioned it, the air around him began to ripple like water. A peculiar weapon, utterly strange in the eyes of Yan Xuehen and the others, slowly extended from within the shimmering air. Its head was flat and streamlined, resembling an enlarged arrow, yet it was far bulkier and more intricate than any arrow.

What on earth was that?

The three women instantly sensed a terrifying aura emanating from it. Their expressions changed, their instincts as powerful cultivators telling them this object posed a fatal threat.

The Demon Emperor's expression also shifted slightly. Where did this fellow get so many strange weapons? That Gatling Bodhisattva contraption from earlier had left him with lingering trepidation. He knew he couldn't let his opponent continue, so he charged forward again, intending to interrupt the spellcasting prematurely.

However, Zu An had anticipated this and simply commanded the golden chariot he was riding to dodge. The Sun Goddess's golden chariot was capable of drawing the sun across the sky every day; its speed was astonishing. Even though this one was merely a replica, it was more than sufficient for dodging and creating a safe distance.

The Demon Emperor lunged in vain, feeling extremely frustrated. His opponent was clearly far weaker, yet if he could just get close, he could dispatch him within three moves at most. But the other party always seemed to possess strange items, allowing him to escape every time. He was only a Grandmaster in cultivation; why did he possess so many artifact-like objects?

The Demon Emperor was suddenly struck by a chilling realization, remembering Great Yu's earlier words. Could this be the advantage of being favored by the will of heaven and earth?

Since close combat was no longer an option, he tried a long-range attack. His first thought was the Puppet Curse Seal he had used before. He had successfully used it to control his opponent upon entering the secret realm. However, he didn't know how his opponent had broken free. Last time, the sudden release had caused a backlash to his soul, nearly leading to his defeat during his fight with the Four Fiends; otherwise he wouldn't have sustained such severe injuries. He wasn't sure if the method of breaking free was a one-time thing or repeatable. After a moment's hesitation, he decided not to risk it. This kid had an endless array of tricks; if his soul suffered a backlash now, he might truly be defeated here. For the first time, he regretted giving the Sun-Shooting Bow to the Crown Prince. Otherwise, he could have pulled it out and shot his opponent to pieces with a single arrow right now.

While he was agonizing, a single Dongfeng-17 missile had successfully materialized. But Zu An was not content with just one; to truly devastate the area with Dongfeng missiles, a single one wouldn't suffice. As he began to activate the divine script weapon diagram, over a dozen more warheads started to appear from the rippling air behind him.

In that instant, Zu An felt his body profoundly weakened. It was as if a strong man had been cast among three thousand concubines after a long drought – initially exhilarating, but quickly leaving him utterly drained, on the verge of becoming a mere husk. He grew somewhat panicked, realizing that materializing these weapons was not without cost. He worried that if his vital essence was truly drained, the loss would be immense. He frantically circulated various divine arts, absorbing the surrounding world's elemental energy, primordial qi, and even the remaining dragon vein power – whatever he could absorb, he did.

It had to be said that this world, perhaps because the heavens and earth had just been separated, contained elemental energy far more abundant and pure than the outside world. This alone allowed him to sustain such consumption. If he were outside, daring to indulge so recklessly, he would have been reduced to a withered husk long ago. Even so, he found himself struggling to keep up. He quickly turned to the three women beside him and urged, "Transfer your cultivation to me, quickly!"

The three women, closest to him, were already stunned to see his body seemingly transform into a black hole, devouring the elemental energy of this world. Their hearts were filled with worry. Hearing his words, they didn't hesitate for a moment. They pressed their soft hands against his body, unreservedly transferring their cultivation. The moment they touched him, the women's expressions changed. They felt their entire vital energy surge out of them like water from an opened dam or a river bursting its banks, completely beyond their control. They, too, experienced what it felt like to have their bodies drained!

Had it been anyone else, in this situation, they might even have suspected the other party of trying to absorb their cultivation. But having faced life and death together for so long, their bond was extraordinary, so they naturally had no such worries. Instead, fearing he wouldn't have enough, they actively poured out everything within their bodies, accommodating his frantic demands.

Almost instantly, the three women became completely weak, their faces flushed, barely able to stand. Their bodies practically leaned against him for support. However, Zu An's entire body seemed to exert an immense gravitational pull, drawing even more from them at a faster rate. In moments, they were panting, drenched in fragrant sweat.

Normally, if the Demon Emperor had witnessed this scene, his masculine instincts would have made him extremely displeased. But at this moment, he couldn't afford to care. His hair stood on end; facing those bizarre weapons, he felt an overwhelming sense of mortal danger.

He dared not delay. His body enveloped in golden light and flames, a colossal Golden Crow apparition appeared behind him. Its eyes glowed red, and it spread its vast wings, emitting a piercing shriek towards Zu An.

Zu An's expression was cold now. Standing high on the chariot, he looked down at his opponent like a judge. With a thought, the tails of the Dongfeng missiles ignited with fierce flames, spewing thick smoke as they shot skyward, one after another. Yu, Yan, and Yun were now utterly weak, helplessly leaning by Zu An's legs, their beautiful eyes wide with awe as they watched the scene, their hearts profoundly shaken.

The Dongfeng missiles launched like a thousand trees blossoming with fire in the night, scattering stars like rain!

Zu An not only retreated but also quickly steered the golden chariot backward. Watching the fiery "arrows" shoot towards him at incredible speed, the Demon Emperor's pupils contracted. With a wave of his hand, he unleashed a massive golden sword aura.

Boom!

A mushroom cloud immediately rose! An area spanning dozens of miles was instantly leveled. Even though Zu An and his companions had desperately retreated, the terrifying aftermath spread outwards at a visible rate. Everyone on the golden chariot was jostled and thrown about by the shockwave, and the six dragons pulling it let out pained roars.

Zu An's heart tightened, and he drove the chariot back even further. Oh no, oh no, I hope I haven't been exposed to nuclear radiation? I heard nuclear radiation can affect one's ability to have children? But we are all cultivators now, with vigorous qi and blood, and incredibly strong cellular regeneration. We can't be judged by the standards of ordinary people from my previous life. This thought made him breathe a slight sigh of relief.

"Is the Demon Emperor dead?" The three women struggled to peer over the side of the chariot, staring at the terrifying mushroom cloud in the distance, their red lips agape as if they could swallow something enormous. "What kind of weapon was that? How could it possess such immense power? It was easily comparable to the legendary forbidden spells!"

Zu An shook his head. "The instant it exploded, he shattered space and teleported far away."

The women secretly sighed in regret. Yan Xuehen's face was filled with worry: "The Earth Immortal realm is indeed miraculous. They have transcended the confines of space; with a single thought, they can be a thousand miles away. As long as they wish to hide, almost no one in this world can kill an Earth Immortal."

Yun Jianyue snorted, "Little Anzi has done exceptionally well. After all, before this, who would have dared to think of killing an Earth Immortal? Even if you didn't succeed in killing the Demon Emperor this time, you've still shaken the world."

Zu An knew she was trying to comfort him. His expression was somewhat peculiar: "Who said I can't kill him?" An Earth Immortal can teleport a thousand miles with a thought, but Dongfeng Express has a range of several thousand kilometers!

Almost as soon as he finished speaking, several remaining Dongfeng-17 missiles suddenly shot out from the mushroom cloud, soaring into the sky and almost instantly vanishing into the horizon.