Translator: CinderTL
Buzz!
The Blood Moon loomed overhead, plunging the world into twilight.
A swarm of black crows swooped past, and the rain turned crimson.
The pockmarked concrete ground writhed like a living Nether Sea or mire, countless pale hands rising from its depths to grasp at ankles. Black crows and blood bats descended from the sky, their claws tearing at flesh.
The Niduo soldiers' faces paled as they felt themselves sinking into the ground. The rain, now akin to corrosive acid, burned their skin with searing pain.
Even the aircraft high above were forced to crash due to chaotic magnetic fields.
Stunned by this sudden upheaval, some soldiers instinctively opened fire.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The pale hands emerging from the ground remained unscathed, and the surrounding black crows multiplied relentlessly.
Confusion, panic, and fear spread through the ranks.
Until...
Buzz!
A blazing sun of platinum and crimson light erupted into the sky, radiating divine, eternal light like the world's final sun.
Chen Feng's indomitable will, empowered by the World Force, unleashed a storm of Pinnacle Intent that shattered the darkness.
Boom!
The Blood Moon shattered, its unholy light banished.
The black crows and blood bats in the sky vanished without a trace, and the pale hands on the ground disintegrated into nothingness.
Thanks to this, the aircraft, which had been on the verge of crashing, regained its magnetic field and kinetic energy, halting its descent at the last moment.
The people on the ground, who had been experiencing weightlessness, slowly regained their composure. Disheveled and drenched to the bone, they looked around and realized that the concrete ground beneath their feet remained solid and flat.
Bullet holes and small craters dotted the area, and nearby, over a dozen people screamed in agony, as if they had been struck by bullets.
"Was that just an illusion?"
The aircraft hovered half a meter above the ground. Old Leader Zhang, standing at the hatch, sensed something amiss, his expression darkening with concern.
Even I almost fell for it... Could Chu Dingkun really be...?
Whoosh!
An earsplitting sonic boom shattered the air as two figures materialized instantly.
Ge Lie and the Lion King of old, now reborn as Divine Martial Clones.
One clone appeared behind Chen Feng, its black shadow energy reconnecting the gilded black spear that had been interrupted. The spear transformed into a sea dragon, lunging ferociously toward Chen Feng's vital point.
The other clone materialized before Chen Feng, its physical body swelling into the Lion King form once more. Towering over three meters tall, the massive figure exuded immense pressure. Dark purple veins bulged across its frame, making it appear even more formidable than the original Lion King.
"Senior Brother!"
"Grandmaster Chen!"
Gasps erupted, tearing through the rain.
Boom!
The ground shattered again, collapsing inward as a cylindrical shockwave of compressed air blasted outward.
Whoosh!
The surrounding rain vanished instantly as the Lion King's body hurtled backward, leaving streaks of white vapor and afterimages in its wake. It crashed through a wall over a hundred meters away.
Boom!
Amidst the sound of collapsing debris, the crowd swallowed hard and turned back to the scene.
Chen Feng stood with his left arm raised, his fingers clenched like a tiger's claw around Ge Lie's head. Ge Lie trembled and struggled violently, the sickening cracks emanating from his skull growing louder.
A gilded black spear brushed past Chen Feng's face, but he barely glanced at it. Instead, he tilted his head toward the Royal Palace steps visible through the rain.
Crack!
Boom!
Ge Lie's head exploded in a shower of blood, the gore mingling with the rain and splattering across the ground.
Deprived of its power source, the gilded black spear snapped and fell to the ground with a metallic clang.
"You planted something in them?" Chen Feng asked in a low voice. Crimson Flame flickered across his body, causing the splattered blood and rain to hiss and evaporate.
He had already discerned the Divine Martial Alliance Leader's scheme: the man had likely used the Evil God Power to secretly manipulate both the Lion King and Ge Lie long ago.
The moment Chen Feng spoke, the faces of the surrounding crowd tightened. Inside the Royal Aircraft, Princess Eleanor's expression shifted slightly as she suppressed her grief, her gaze fixed on the distant steps of the Royal Palace.
"Heh... your senses are indeed growing sharper."
The chilling voice echoed from the top of the hundred-meter staircase, where the Divine Martial Alliance Leader stood, looking down upon the assembled masses.
The lack of denial sent a chill through the crowd. These were two Martial Artists who had crossed the threshold of the Sixth-Tier. To be manipulated in such a way, meeting such tragic ends... they likely never saw it coming, even in their final moments.
Buzz!
In that instant, Ge Lie's corpse dissolved into the shadows on the ground, vanishing without a trace. Simultaneously, movement stirred in the distant ruins of collapsed buildings, and the massive Lion King disappeared from the Military's scanners.
The crowd murmured in confusion and disbelief. Only Chen Feng narrowed his eyes, noticing shadows flickering beside the Divine Martial Alliance Leader in the distance.
Two figures slowly materialized: the corpses of Ge Lie and the Lion King.
Then, under the horrified gaze of the crowd:
Tap!
The two corpses stepped forward simultaneously, merging into the Divine Martial Alliance Leader's body.
The black robe rippled like disturbed water, sending shockwaves through the onlookers and causing their pupils to constrict sharply.
In stark contrast to the previous calm, a terrifying aura erupted skyward with a deafening boom. The pitch-black column shook the very steps beneath them.
Even the dark clouds overhead seemed to scatter partially, cracks spiderwebbing across the surrounding air.
In that instant, General Walker of the Royal Guard narrowed his eyes, watching the energy readings on his Scanning Module skyrocket.
"Sixth-Tier... a powerful Sixth-Tier... already nearing the peak?"
The astonished voice rang out, and the faces of the other Niduo Military personnel, including Han Chao, paled.
Whoosh!
The black-robed figure vanished from mid-air, leaving a sonic boom in its wake as it traversed hundreds of meters in a blink.
Crack!
The cracks in the ground widened, and new fissures appeared.
The world plunged into darkness once more, as bloody rain began to pour from the sky.
The black-robed figure stood alone as the sole remaining force in this world, its dark energy-infused palm strike hurtling toward Chen Feng's face.
Boom!!
At the critical moment...
A fist shot out, unleashing an explosive roar.
A raging shockwave swept through the area, sending dust and debris stinging across everyone's faces.
Two figures—one cloaked in black, the other wreathed in crimson light—blurred into motion, engaging in frantic combat.
Fists collided with palms, and kicks slashed through the air.
In the blink of an eye, the human figures vanished, leaving behind only two streaks of light that surged through the air with deafening roars.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
The air shattered with each impact, white vapor forming spherical shockwaves.
The wall of a low concrete building crumbled into dust as it collapsed.
Craters erupted one after another across the streets of the Lower City, reducing a parked autonomous car to scrap metal.
The black and crimson streaks continued to crisscross, bringing down more buildings with each pass.
Thud!
Another muffled boom echoed through the air, and a civilian hiding nearby looked up in despair.
A massive concrete ceiling plummeted downward, threatening to crush him. He stood frozen in place, trembling uncontrollably.
Just as death seemed inevitable...
Boom!
A figure in a brown trench coat materialized, raising a palm skyward and shattering the falling debris.
Gray fragments scattered in all directions, and the rescued Niduo civilian remained rooted to the spot in stunned silence.
Before he could regain his composure, Yang Wudi, a cigarette clenched between his teeth, turned his gaze to the approaching military forces.
"Still want to fight?" he asked calmly, already squinting at the distant, intertwining streaks of light.
The troops who had once served under the Lion King finally snapped out of their daze. Tanks and warplanes gradually ground to a halt.
Their faces contorted with strain, jaws clenched tight, most eyes strained to follow the two nearly imperceptible afterimages in the distance.
Boom!
Another low-rise building collapsed, its neon projections shattering into fragments.
"Incredible..." Celine murmured from the rooftop of a concrete building, her Sniper Cannon silenced in awe.
Through her scope and dynamic scanner, she barely managed to catch a fleeting glimpse of their movements: two figures simultaneously crashing through the building, their fists colliding with earth-shattering force.
Thud!
The rain exploded outward, the puddles on the ground instantly vaporizing.
A fresh crater appeared as the two combatants locked eyes, momentarily frozen in place.
"You possess remarkable talent," the Divine Martial Alliance Leader said, his voice laced with bewilderment and a flicker of admiration. "But how did you reach this level?"
To break through his own limits, he had meticulously planned for years, merging with the power of an Evil God through a special ritual that required the blood sacrifice of countless Pinnacle Realm cultivators.
And this man?
"Do you even deserve to be compared to me?" Chen Feng narrowed his eyes, his Crimson Flame transforming into platinum. A golden aura of Daylight enveloped him, stimulating his physical body.
Boom!
A punch landed, and the two stood face-to-face, neither yielding.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The dull thud of fists echoed again. The Divine Martial Alliance Leader stood his ground, his voice growing colder with each blow.
"We've both broken through our limits. What makes you think you're stronger than me?"
"I've already perfectly fused with the Evil God Power. Just watch—"
Boom!
His arm shattered, sending his body flying backward.
Shock widened his eyes as blood vessels burst across his face. His spine arched like a shrimp as he crashed through the wall of a building a hundred meters away.
Sizzle!
An arc of electricity flashed, followed by a thunderous roar.
Chen Feng instantly streaked after him in pursuit, his body intersecting the Alliance Leader's trajectory in a mid-air.
Sacred Flame swirled around his limbs, converging into his fists.
The Daylight Tiger Head transformed into a meteor-like strike, hurtling toward his opponent.
Boom!
A crater dozens of meters wide erupted in the ground, shaking the earth so violently that Niduo Military personnel in the distance felt the tremors.
Yet, with a flicker of darkness, the Divine Martial Alliance Leader reappeared in the shadows of a building a hundred meters away, narrowly evading the lethal blow.
Boom!
Chen Feng's keen perception registered another thunderous roar.
As their fists and palms collided, the surrounding buildings shattered under the shockwave, exploding into fragments.
"Did you truly create these martial techniques yourself?" the Divine Martial Alliance Leader asked, his face hidden behind a pitch-black mask. Chen Feng's Perception was blocked, preventing him from discerning the man's features.
Chen Feng narrowed his eyes slightly but remained silent.
He clearly saw the Alliance Leader's shattered arm, now shrouded in shadow, rapidly regenerating.
"I know all the techniques of the Flame Tiger Sect, but I've never encountered such a True Art," the leader's icy voice rang out. Behind him, a colossal tiger wreathed in swirling Black Flame materialized, its True Intent manifesting as a lifelike entity.
ROAR!!
The flaming tiger lunged forward with a Tiger Roar strike. Behind Chen Feng, a Sacred Flame Crimson Tiger of contrasting colors roared in response, its fangs bared to intercept the attack.
BOOM!!
True Intents clashed, unleashing Pinnacle Intent.
Cracks spiderwebbed across the ground and buildings once more.
The glass windows of the entire district had long since shattered, and the hastily reconstructed neon projections in the air were forced to dissipate again.
Everyone could clearly see the air itself trembling violently, as if unable to withstand the full force of their confrontation.
"We could actually cooperate," the Divine Martial Alliance Leader suddenly declared, having withstood Chen Feng's oppressive Pinnacle Intent and the onslaught of his storm.
Four crimson magma arms erupted from his waist and abdomen, while two demonic heads with bull-like horns sprouted from his neck.
A grotesque three-headed, six-armed monstrosity.
In an instant, dark energy erupted from his multiple heads and limbs, coalescing into a barrier that expanded outward from his body.
It was the fused power of an Evil God.
The torrential rain had vanished, and the world seemed cleaved in two.
One half blazed with Sacred Flame, reaching toward the heavens, while the other was enveloped in a pitch-black barrier, the two forces locked in fierce opposition.
"I'll share the secrets of fusing Evil God Power and the blood sacrifice ritual," the Alliance Leader offered, his voice dripping with temptation, resonating with many who heard. "In return, you'll give me your advanced True Arts."
"By joining forces, we might even elevate Earth Martial Arts above the path of artificial enhancement."
The sight of his grotesque three-headed, six-armed form and the rapidly escalating energy field radiating from him sent shockwaves through the crowd. Princess Eleanor and the Niduo Military forces paled with apprehension, while Han Chao, Old Leader Zhang, and others furrowed their brows.
"What do you say?" the Divine Martial Alliance Leader pressed, his voice echoing from all directions, piercing directly into their hearts.
The world remained shrouded in darkness, the storm clouds clinging to the sky.
Beneath the perpetual gloom, the ground had once again transformed into the abyssal Nether Sea. Above, a Blood Moon blazed, its crimson light relentlessly compressing the radiant Sacred Flame.
Countless eyes converged on the spectacle, each expression a mixture of awe, dread, and anticipation.
A humanoid shadow materialized silently behind Chen Feng, its arms outstretched to envelop his Daylight-infused Glazed Crystal form.
One second passed, then two, then three.
Crimson flickered in the eyes of the Divine Martial Alliance Leader, the grotesque twin heads of the demons flanking him radiating an eerie aura. He was certain his Illusionary Art had taken hold. No matter how physically formidable his opponent, they could never withstand his mental Secret Art. The outcome of this battle was sealed.
Boom!!
Suddenly, the world trembled violently.
A deafening pulse reverberated like a cosmic heartbeat, freezing everyone in place.
The dark barrier rippled ominously. The Divine Martial Alliance Leader's face tightened, while the Niduo Military personnel in the distance instinctively looked skyward.
Boom!!
Another cataclysmic shock shook the world. The storm clouds in the dim sky scattered as if struck by an immense force.
"Join forces with you to transcend my current state?" Chen Feng's voice cut through the chaos, his gaze piercing the crimson eyes hidden beneath the black mask. "With your meager strength? Do you even qualify?"
Boom!!
The humanoid shadow behind Chen Feng exploded instantly, a blinding burst of fire illuminating the dim sky.
"W-what's that?!" someone cried out, already lost in their mental world and oblivious to reality.
"The Blood Moon was bad enough, but what's with that flame?" another exclaimed.
The Divine Martial Alliance Leader sensed something was amiss. The two demon heads flanking him simultaneously looked up.
A colossal meteor plummeted from the heavens, trailing a blinding tail of fire. It slammed into the Blood Moon, shattering it with a deafening boom.
Thud!
Immediately afterward, the world-resonant heartbeat reverberated once more.
The meteor continued its descent, as if the very sky were collapsing.
Crackle! Crackle! Crackle! Crackle!
Even before impact, the ground buckled under the unbearable strain, spiderweb cracks spreading across the earth as it sank inward.
Half of the Niduo Kingdom's Capital appeared to sink several meters. Everyone stood frozen in awe, paralyzed by the mental shockwave of the Falling Sun.
Some sharp-eyed observers noticed the meteor's outline, recognizing it as a colossal, heaven-piercing fist.
"You!!"
For the first time, the Divine Martial Alliance Leader's expression twisted in fury. The demon heads beside him gathered crimson light in their mouths and unleashed it skyward in blazing arcs.
The dark light barrier expanded rapidly, straining to contain the cataclysmic force.
Chen Feng remained coldly impassive. Without hesitation, he threw another punch, straight upward.
Boom!!!
Chen Feng's figure merged seamlessly with the Falling Sun in mid-air.
The dark light barrier shattered violently, its shadows incinerated by Sacred Flame.
The earth groaned as if struck by a missile.
A colossal crater, hundreds of meters wide and deep, crumbled and cracked further.
Smoke and dust billowed skyward, unleashing a shockwave that swept across a kilometer like a storm.
The gale-force winds knocked people off their feet, snapping streetlights like matchsticks and hurling them through the air.
In the distance, Yang Wudi stood on a rooftop, his cigarette burning rapidly. His eyes shone with piercing intensity. Beside him, Celine stared in awe, instinctively looking away from her sniper scope to follow the towering shockwave.
"What..."
"Is this Transcendence?" On the other side, Old Leader Zhang shielded Han Chao and the others from the shockwave, his weathered face unable to conceal his shock.
Nearby, Niduo Military personnel paled as their Sixth-Tier Force Field Shield-protected Royal Aircraft struggled to maintain its position on the ground.
Inside the cockpit, Princess Eleanor's expression shifted rapidly as she gripped the sleeves of her gold-threaded ceremonial robe. Beside her, General Walker wore a solemn expression, both staring intently at the distant crater.
Whoosh!
The fierce wind swept away the smoke and dust, and the torrential rain vanished. The dark clouds overhead dissipated, revealing a clear blue sky.
A wisp of Sacred Flame coiled around the bare arm of the young man standing unharmed at the center of the crater.
In stark contrast, the hooded figure lay sprawled on the ground, face upturned to the sky. His torso below the chest had completely vanished. His black robe had been reduced to ash, exposing charred, desiccated flesh crisscrossed with cracked veins.
"You..."
He opened his mouth as if to ask a question.
Chen Feng didn't stop him. With detached indifference, he reached down and lifted the shattered black mask.
The distorted features beneath gradually unraveled, remnants of Evil God Power dissipating like mist. Pale, yellowish skin emerged.
Chen Feng's gaze flickered for a moment as he recognized the face—one that had vanished days ago, yet remained intimately familiar.
(End of the Chapter)
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