Chapter 1809: Master-Disciple Battle

"I said, you are not cut out for this," Chen Ling repeated coldly. The pressure of a world-ending calamity gradually radiated from his body, and a terrifying sense of oppression enveloped Li Laide’s heart...

"What... are you not convinced?"

*Bang—!*

At this moment, Li Laide felt as if something had exploded in his chest.

The self-doubt, resentment, and anger he had been suppressing all this time, the dissatisfaction and bitterness over Chen Ling’s favoritism—all these negative emotions were ignited by this fuse, and the raging fire almost consumed him entirely!

"No..."

"I am not trash... I am not like those pieces of trash!!"

Li Laide glared at Chen Ling, almost roaring, "For so many years, you haven't even looked at me properly. What right do you have to say I'm not cut out for this?! What right do you have to deny me?!!"

"Is that so..." Chen Ling lifted his chin. "Then let me see how you are different from that trash."

As the words fell, a gust of wind whistled toward Li Laide.

Before he could react, a whip-kick that seemed capable of shattering mountains tore through the air, carrying a suffocating pressure as it swung from beneath the theatrical robe toward Li Laide’s chest!

Li Laide’s pupils contracted sharply!

He activated his Thieving Law, and his figure vanished in an instant, reappearing on the grassland hundreds of meters away the next second. But even so, Chen Ling’s kick seemed to have grazed him.

Under the terrifying force, he flew backward for hundreds of meters, until he slammed into a towering snow-capped mountain, embedding himself into a fissure in the giant rock with a thunderous roar!

*Boom—!!*

Billowing smoke rose into the air.

Li Laide was driven into the center of the spiderweb-like cracks. He spat out a mouthful of blood, his face as pale as paper.

If Li Laide had reacted half a second slower, given the force of Chen Ling’s kick and Li Laide’s fragile Thief God Path physique, he would likely have been severely injured, if not killed outright... He glared at the figure in the theatrical robe standing coldly in the distance, his hands clenching suddenly!

The next second, his figure vanished into thin air.

Along with him, the peak of the snow-capped mountain also vanished.

Chen Ling and the surrounding land suddenly went dark, as if some massive object were blocking the sky. If the perspective were pulled back a dozen kilometers, one could see that an entire towering snow-capped mountain had appeared above Chen Ling!

Compared to this mountain, Chen Ling’s figure was as small as an ant. As the figure in the top hat on the mountain peak pressed down with force, the entire mountain peak fell like a meteorite toward the earth, crashing down with a roar!

*Thud—!!!*

The grassland shook violently, and hideous, deep cracks spread wildly across the earth!

The colorful flags on the roofs of the distant houses fluttered in the wind. Ning Ruyu and the others walked out of the house, seeing the earth-shaking battlefield in the distance, worry appearing in their eyes.

"...Are we really not going to step in and stop them?" Mojiao frowned.

"It’s not appropriate for us to interfere in matters between master and disciple," Ning Ruyu shook his head. "Besides... didn't you notice that Little Junior Brother is deliberately provoking Li Laide?"

"Deliberately, huh..."

"Why would he do that?"

Ning Ruyu watched the rapidly crumbling snow mountain in the distance and said unhurriedly, "Just keep watching... soon, you'll know."

*Boom—!!*

The massive mountain seemed to be torn apart by some internal force, shattering directly into countless stones amidst a roar. Within the billowing smoke, scarlet tentacles slithered silently, finally retracting beneath that unscathed theatrical robe...

The sky-filling shattered mountain rocks fell to the earth, causing the cinnabar earrings to sway silently. Chen Ling still stood there quietly; even though the snow mountain had collapsed upon him, not a speck of dust had touched his body.

But his eyes were already shrouded in a certain darkness.

"Stealing light, huh..."

Chen Ling muttered to himself.

Chen Ling’s eyes were pitch black. Just then, a figure in a British trench coat stood hundreds of meters away, raising his palm toward him...

Cold light flickered in Li Laide’s eyes.

"I want to see how you dodge this move..."

As Li Laide made a grabbing motion in the air, bloodied fragments appeared out of thin air before him. If one looked closely, they would see that those pieces of flesh were actually fresh organs.

Heart, lungs, pancreas, stomach, liver...

Chen Ling’s body seemed to be sliced by an invisible bone knife; his internal organs were separated from his physical body at the speed of light. Even after leaving his body, these organs continued to beat.

But the figure in the theatrical robe in the distance had become an empty shell of skin and flesh.

However, Li Laide had left himself an out. He didn't destroy these organs but kept them perfectly intact in the air, so that even when the battle ended, he could painlessly put these organs back into Chen Ling...

Watching his master’s internal organs being pulled out by his own hands and suspended before him, Li Laide’s gaze gradually became dazed.

He hadn't wanted to fight Chen Ling in the first place, and he certainly didn't want to deal such a heavy blow; it was Chen Ling who had taken the initiative to provoke his anger. Now, having vented all those negative emotions, he finally regained his calm, and an intense sense of self-reproach and pain surged into his heart.

Just then, a voice sounded eerily from behind him:

"Is that..."

"All you've got?"

Li Laide’s body jolted violently!

The "Chen Ling" before him, whose organs had been removed, dissipated like wind, as if he had never existed... As for the "organs" suspended before Li Laide, they instantly turned into hideous, coiled centipedes, biting toward Li Laide’s palms like lightning!

[Thought Storm].

Fake??

Li Laide didn't have time to think. He instantly used his Thieving Law to separate the centipedes' bodies. Just as he prepared to steal space to force an escape, a force surged directly from the void, forcefully negating his Thieving Law!

Li Laide failed to escape. He instinctively looked back, only to see a figure with a scarlet crack blooming on his forehead standing behind him like a ghost...

Li Laide’s heart sank.

He had seen this form of Chen Ling before. The scarlet cracks covered Chen Ling’s entire body like a spiderweb, and the intensely concentrated Red Star Willpower surged into the surroundings. At this moment, his power climbed continuously, as if his aura alone were enough to force him to his knees...

The red-bottomed, black-patterned theatrical robe danced wildly in the wind. Chen Ling raised that palm full of scarlet cracks, and then...

Pressed it forcefully onto Li Laide’s chest!!

*Puff—!!*

The surging power passed through his chest, shattering Li Laide’s entire body.

His sternum sank visibly, and the surrounding bones shattered along with it. Then, he spat out blood and flew into the distance like a kite with a broken string...

Li Laide felt his vision go black, and he completely lost consciousness.

*Thud.*

A body like a pile of mud fell heavily to the ground.