"You cannot escape, boy!" Kozmo's voice echoed from behind. Saints could draw upon the might of heaven and earth, but even so, their teleportation range was limited to about a thousand meters. Their rapid arrival from the overseas continent had primarily relied on the effect of a magic array.

A Rank 6 Dou Zun could expand their domain by 30 meters, limiting teleportation to that range. A Rank 6 Dou Zun's domain expanded by 1 meter, allowing for 100-meter teleportation. Once one reached the Dou Zun level, control over the elemental energies of heaven and earth increased. Early-stage Dou Saints could manage 300 meters, mid-stage 600 meters, and advanced stages reached a full thousand meters. Thus, teleporting within a thousand-meter radius was his utmost effort.

Chen Feng's domain expansion was merely 1 meter, and using the Mind Teleportation technique added another hundred meters, totaling only about 200 meters of displacement. Escaping Kozmo’s grasp was difficult.

The greatest advantage a Dou Saint held over a Dou Zun was the command of spatial elemental energy. This energy could effectively suppress a Dou Zun's domain, preventing it from even manifesting, thus forcing them into submission. If the domain couldn't unfold, how could one teleport? This was the primary reason a Dou Zun could never defeat a Dou Saint in direct confrontation.

However, Chen Feng’s Mind Teleportation technique required no reliance on the elemental energies of heaven and earth; it only needed the absolute domain power within his body. This fact deeply frustrated Kozmo. He commanded the surrounding elemental energies, yet the opponent could still teleport, and the direction was erratic—a jolt left, a twitch right, completely unpredictable. Though his own teleportation distance was greater, the opponent’s nimble redirection made it impossible to pin him down!

Furthermore, the moment the boy escaped his effective range, he would instantly deploy his domain and advance at full speed. This boy's top speed was terrifyingly fast; Kozmo had never seen a Dou Zun move with such dreadful velocity, not even a Ninth Rank Dou Zun could match it!

To think that a high-level Dou Saint was being unable to catch a First Rank Dou Zun—if this news ever got out, people would laugh themselves silly.

Fortunately, no one else was present to hear of it; otherwise, he would surely be mocked to death.

Kozmo felt suppressed, but Chen Feng was far more anxious.

Though he currently held the tactical advantage, only he knew the true situation. The opponent could use the power of heaven and earth for teleportation, consuming no internal strength. Chen Feng, however, relied solely on the power of his internal domain for every jump. If this continued, even if he couldn't be caught immediately, he would eventually exhaust his strength and be captured!

He needed a way out!

Chen Feng frantically sought a solution while fleeing.

But against absolute strength, any scheme, no matter how clever, was ultimately futile. It would have no real effect.

This was the meaning behind the saying: one supreme power conquers ten lesser techniques.

In The Return of the Condor Heroes, Yang Guo defeated everyone with the Xuan Tie Heavy Sword, embodying this very principle. No matter how flashy the opponent's move, one solid strike from the power-infused Heavy Sword would force them to defend.

The current Chen Feng felt that Kozmo behind him was Yang Guo wielding the Heavy Sword. No matter how cunning his schemes or how many plans he devised, the opponent could dismantle them all using sheer, absolute power.

"Dou Saint? Heh heh..." Chen Feng managed a wry smile while fleeing, "Truly formidable!"

Through mental sensation, Chen Feng knew Xiao Hu was not dead. They were separated by a thousand miles, precluding soul communication, but he could still sense the other's presence. If Xiao Hu was alive, then Luo Bo was also safe. It seemed Kozmo, despite his rage, had not harmed the two unconscious figures.

Once clear of the distance Kozmo could control, Chen Feng accelerated to his full forward speed. His aerial flight speed was incredible.

Having reached the Saint Realm, one could borrow elemental power from heaven and earth, capable of surviving for one or two months, or even a year, without food. But Chen Feng couldn't manage that. Going four or five meals without eating wouldn't be disastrous, but ten days to half a month, and he'd starve to death before the opponent even caught him...

Flipping his wrist, he retrieved a bottle of energy serum from his canteen and swallowed it, recovering his internal energy consumption. During this sustained flight, there was no time for natural recovery; he had to rely on this!

This stuff, made from rare heavenly materials, was astonishing. The strength a mere Dou Shi possessed back then couldn't compare, yet this potion could still restore nearly half his physical stamina!

Such an effect genuinely startled Chen Feng. Only now did he realize he had never fully utilized the potential of the energy serum before.

It made sense, after all. Energy Serum was compounded from many rare medicines like the Southern Bright Snow Pear. If a Dou Shi could fully absorb all its energy, could it truly be called a heavenly treasure?

For energy replenishment, he used this potion. Chen Feng also carried plenty of actual food in his canteen, but eating while flying was cumbersome. To chew a roasted leg while being battered by fierce winds...

That wouldn't be eating; it would be pure torment!

But he couldn't survive without sustenance. Chen Feng was currently consuming medicinal herbs picked in the valley. These melted instantly upon contact and provided rich energy. One piece could sustain him for two or three days without hunger.

If Elder Yi and the others knew Chen Feng was eating these precious herbs as food, they would likely curse him as a prodigal spendthrift and vomit blood in despair...

But Chen Feng felt no remorse. Anything was most useful when its maximum potential was realized. These herbs' primary purpose now was to quell hunger, thus fulfilling their greatest utility; he felt no pangs of regret.

Thus, he used the energy serum when depleted and ate the treasured rare herbs when hungry. One pursued, one fled, and in the blink of an eye, five days passed.

Chen Feng fled recklessly, a streak of lightning in the sky. Though some masters resided in the towns below, upon seeing his speed and Kozmo behind him, none dared to intervene.

No one in their right mind would interrupt a battle between individuals of such caliber.

Chen Feng no longer possessed his former handsome appearance; he resembled a coal miner—pitch black all over, his hair a tangled mess blown by the wind, his face etched with fine, dry cracks from the relentless gale. His eyes were bloodshot from lack of proper rest.

He could have deployed his Body-Protecting Armor to shield himself from the wind during flight, but the armor consumed energy, and he dared not waste a single extra bit now. Fortunately, his physical body was robust enough to endure, so he forgave himself even the deployment of the armor.

Through these days of desperate flight, Chen Feng felt his control over his domain becoming sharper and more instinctive. If he previously controlled such a vast domain at 80% capacity, he had now reached a hundred percent mastery.

To control the domain scope usually reserved for a Ninth Rank Dou Zun while merely a First Rank Dou Zun—only Chen Feng, under the duress of this life-or-death chase, could achieve this.

Moreover, after these days of fleeing, not only was his domain fully mastered, but his internal energy was also trending toward abundance. It seemed breaking through to Rank Two was only a matter of time.

"It seems fleeing is actually beneficial for cultivation advancement..." Chen Feng remarked, utterly unaware of the danger he was in.

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Flying onward, Chen Feng suddenly found himself at the edge of the continent. Before him lay a vast ocean.

An ocean? Chen Feng hesitated, pondering whether to plunge in, when Kozmo was already closing the distance behind him. In desperation, he couldn't afford further contemplation; he increased his speed and shot straight over the water.

The sea breeze on the surface carried a damp scent that instantly refreshed him.

"Boy, you are finished! Daring to plunge into the open sea—you must be tired of living!" Kozmo, after days of relentless pursuit, had shed his initial impatience and adopted a leisurely air, occasionally taunting Chen Feng.

In reality, Chen Feng was unwittingly flying toward the edge of the overseas continent—the direction of Kozmo’s stronghold, the Ziyuan Demon Spirit territory!

Chen Feng was heading toward his own base, and Kozmo was content to let him do so. That’s why his earlier anxiety was replaced by ease.

Even if he rushed to capture him, the boy was slicker than a loach and impossible to seize. It was better to herd him like a sheep into his own territory and capture him with the help of a few allies.

Chen Feng had only managed to get this far largely because he was being controlled.

After three more days flying over the ocean, there was nothing but calm sea and not a single human silhouette. Occasionally, sea gulls or similar creatures appeared, but their low strength posed no threat to either of them.

They had flown hundreds of thousands of kilometers in three days, yet the far shore of the sea remained unseen.

Even Chen Feng, with his unyielding temperament, couldn't help but grow anxious.

On the fourth day, dark clouds began to gather over the sea, and the waters beneath them started to churn violently.

"Damn it, this is the Tidal Storm..." Kozmo, having grown up on the overseas continent, knew this formidable heavenly might better than anyone. The Tidal Storm was the most powerful and tyrannical wind over the ocean; it could instantly whip seawater tens of thousands of meters high. The immense wind pressure meant even a Dou Saint like himself would be shredded into pieces within it.

Faced with this natural display of heavenly power, not only could he not resist, but not even the super demonic beasts in the sea dared to meet its edge head-on.

Chen Feng also saw the celestial anomaly ahead. A shock ran through him, instantly replaced by wild elation.

Though he didn't know what the massive sea wind ahead was, he could tell from its sheer power that Kozmo would struggle to resist. If so, though perilous, this was the perfect opportunity to shake him off.

He acted instantly. Chen Feng gritted his teeth and dove straight down, charging directly into the Tidal Storm.

"Are you trying to die? Don't you know the power of the Tidal Storm?" Kozmo roared, stopping in place. He watched for a moment, then turned and flew in the opposite direction.

While he wanted to capture Chen Feng, he wasn't foolish enough to gamble with his own life.

The Tidal Storm was simply too powerful for him to withstand right now. His only option was to evade the brunt of it and plan later.

"If you boys die, I’ll still find you!" Kozmo revealed a faint smile.

Chen Feng had fled from Tianfeng Academy before, and he had caught up then. Even if he escaped this time, as long as he didn't die, Kozmo was confident he could locate him precisely.

Chen Feng, naturally, didn't know any of this. Seeing Kozmo fly away brought him a surge of joy, but before the happiness could settle, his expression turned horrified. The elemental energies in the air were churning wildly, and towering waves and hurricane winds rushed toward him. Judging by the storm's intensity, even if his cultivation were twice as high, he would only meet a gruesome end. In that moment of crisis, he didn't deliberate; he straightened his body and plunged straight toward the sea surface below.

No matter how fierce the waves, the area beneath the surface must be calm, right?

This was an assumption based on Chen Feng's experience in his past life. But as he entered the water, he secretly cursed—this was far from calm; it was a powerful, swirling vortex of water!

The surface cyclone had generated a massive whirlpool beneath the sea, acting like a magnetic field, swallowing everything nearby into its maw.

"Run, or you'll die miserably!" Chen Feng started, deploying his domain and flying toward the edge of the vortex.

Although the domain was greatly restricted underwater, it could still be activated. At this critical juncture, Chen Feng spared no internal energy, slicing through the water like a water-arrow, charging forward.

"Rumble..." The water vortex rolled toward him, causing the surrounding seawater to surge madly toward the vortex.

The tremendous roar made his head spin, nearly causing him to pass out. Chen Feng felt the suction intensifying, his speed slowing, and the vortex drawing closer.

Only now did Chen Feng understand why a master like Kozmo had instantly fled upon seeing this hurricane: the power of nature was terrifyingly absolute!

"If I keep going forward, I'll be sucked into the vortex in less than a minute, and I certainly won't survive. Now, I only have one option: dive deeper into the sea! No matter how large this water vortex is, I refuse to believe it can engulf the entire sea area!" Having made up his mind, Chen Feng abruptly turned and swam toward the deep ocean.

A Dou Zun level cultivator could use their domain to draw oxygen. Chen Feng's domain, the Endless Fire Domain, naturally repelled water, but guaranteeing breathing was still easy.

"It seems my domain fire also possesses the attribute of Undying Fire!" After fully controlling his domain, Chen Feng plunged into the deep sea. Though the domain faced resistance, the fire within it still burned fiercely. Chen Feng immediately understood the reason.

Only Cao Jing’s Undying Fire possessed such a potent attribute—the ability to maintain flame eternally!

In less than half a minute, Chen Feng descended nearly twenty thousand meters beneath the waves. It was pitch black down there, but through the faint light of his domain fire, he could vaguely make out a colossal town on the seabed!

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