Roars echoed across the sky as the fiery Eight Cups struck towards the youth in white. Time seemed to freeze in that instant. Chen Feng raised both hands, gliding through the air, chasing the blaze of fire!

*Forbidden Technique 1,211: Orochi!

Hiss! Hiss! Hiss! Hiss!

Furious, Chen Feng was like a rampaging Iori Yagami, his claws tearing repeatedly into the white-robed youth. Blood mixed with shreds of clothing scattered outward.

“Ah…” The youth in white roared, suddenly wrenching himself back, finally breaking free from the temporal stasis induced by the Eight Cups. Looking down at his body, it was already unrecognizable, utterly battered.

“Hmph, trying to run?” Chen Feng sneered. He reappeared directly in front of his opponent, clasping his palms together and slamming them violently down onto the youth’s head!

“Agh…” The youth in white shrieked, punched from the sky like a rubber ball, crashing into the ground with a thud that gouged out a large pit.

The ordeal Chen Feng had just suffered had now been completely reversed onto the youth in white.

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“Is that really the Boss?” A burly man from the Underworld Saint Camp swallowed hard, his eyes nearly bulging out of his head.

“Looks like it!” The man beside him nodded, unable to close his mouth.

“So strong!”

“Nonsense, look who it is! When has our Boss ever taken an insult lying down!” The crowd nodded in unison, immensely proud to have such a leader.

“He… he’s a total freak among freaks!” Jin Ling shrieked, “If he’s this powerful, why was he just faking death? Why wait until he was beaten half to death to counterattack? What was he trying to accomplish?”

As she spoke, she noticed everyone around her looking at her as if she were an idiot. Her face flushed red, and she burst out, “Wasn’t he? He was beaten within an inch of his life just moments ago, and now he’s battering the other guy into a dead pig! Don’t tell me he just broke through—I won’t believe it! And anyone who isn’t a fool wouldn’t believe it either!”

“We believe it!” the surrounding crowd shouted simultaneously.

Jin Ling’s lips parted awkwardly, but no words came out.

The aerial battle was quickly nearing its end. The youth in white was reeling from Chen Feng’s relentless assault, reduced to nothing more than a punching bag, completely incapable of fighting back.

Yet, what frustrated Chen Feng was that despite being able to bat the opponent back and forth, he seemed unable to inflict any substantial damage. No matter how hard he struck, he couldn’t kill him; the opponent’s resilience was even greater than that of an Immortal God from the God Race. He remained in a half-dead state regardless of the punishment—truly an immortal pest.

“Hahaha! You can’t kill me! Eventually, I will be the one to kill you!” the youth in white yelled maniacally. His shout cut off abruptly as a large foot smashed into his face.

“!@#￥…” The youth’s eyes rolled back as he flew backward, slamming into the ground and creating a massive impact crater.

“I’ll kill your entire family…” He flew up again, his voice stopping mid-threat as a fist descended upon his head, smashing him back into the earth with a boom, creating another deep crater.

Shrieks of pain and dull impacts echoed through the sky repeatedly. The entire heavens seemed to stage a one-man soccer show, with Chen Feng kicking the white-robed youth around like a football.

It was impossible to tell how long this went on, but strangely, nobody knew how the youth in white had cultivated; despite taking such a beating, he remained unharmed.

“It seems I must seal him then!” Chen Feng knew that continuing the fight meant he would exhaust his strength without achieving a final victory. He returned to the idea of using a sealing technique.

The power exerted in the previous Mushiki attack hadn't been enough; the opponent had broken through it. Now, with his internal power having evolved into the Great Universe Force, he was fully capable of sealing him again, ensuring no escape!

However, the Mushiki technique couldn't be deployed at will. If every casting required self-mutilation by extracting his soul, it was better left unused!

Could he unleash Mushiki without resorting to soul extraction?

The Soul-Binding Bow!

A flash of light sparked in Chen Feng’s eyes; a brilliant idea struck him. The Soul-Binding Bow was a divine artifact, the best tool for imprisoning souls. If his soul entered it, his body would naturally fall into an unconscious state, allowing him to execute Mushiki effortlessly!

At that thought, his eyes brightened as if he had discovered a new continent.

Kicking the youth in white away one last time, he flipped his wrist, and the Soul-Binding Bow reappeared in his hand. The bow shimmered, and a cloud of white mist materialized above Chen Feng’s head, swiftly drilling into the bow’s body.

Buzz!

The Soul-Binding Bow emitted a cheerful resonance, and Chen Feng’s eyes instantly became vacant and lifeless.

Seeing this look, the youth in white was immediately startled. This was the exact state he was in when Chen Feng sealed him previously.

“Why that move again? Are you ever going to stop…” Before he could finish his complaint, Chen Feng crossed the distance in a single step, enveloped in flames that erupted from his entire body, making him appear like a burning god of fire.

Ultimate Battle Omen: Mushiki!

The power radiating from Chen Feng sealed the space ahead, trapping the youth in white and compressing him towards the center once more.

“Agh… I will return…” The youth’s voice faded, slowly disappearing entirely.

The Soul-Binding Bow vibrated again, and Chen Feng slowly opened his eyes. He used every ounce of his strength to hurl the small sphere containing the sealed youth outward, not caring where it landed.

Because this Mushiki utilized the Great Universe Force, the sealing power it contained was immensely strong, leagues beyond the previous attempt. Even if the youth in white managed to break free, it would be countless years later.

“Since I could seal you today, I can seal you again in the future!” Chen Feng muttered to himself as he watched the sphere vanish.

Although the youth in white had killed many of his subordinates, deep down, Chen Feng still yearned for the fight. If not for battling him for so long, he would never have tapped into his potential to reach his current level and grasp the Great Universe Force so quickly.

Exhaling the stale air from his chest, Chen Feng finally felt utterly drained, body and soul. If people had limits, this continuous string of battles had pushed him past the absolute edge—like a bowstring stretched so tight it was about to snap.

Just as he was about to rest for a moment, the pitch-black formation in the sky began to slowly dissipate. The colossal magic array that had been suppressing the Heavenly Tribulation showed signs of vanishing.

“Blast it!” Chen Feng’s heart clenched. The only reason the magic array had held for so long must have been due to the white-robed youth maintaining it through a secret technique. Now that he was sealed and his power gone, the array couldn't be sustained, and the Heavenly Tribulation would surely arrive!

Having grasped the Great Universe Force, he shouldn't fear an ordinary Heavenly Tribulation—it would be embarrassing for a God-level expert to fear common lightning. However, at this moment, nearly all his energy was depleted; even if he wanted to use his power, his will outstripped his ability, let alone facing the Tribulation.

Unfortunately, time allowed no room for contemplation. Dark clouds churned overhead, and intense pressure descended from the sky. Streaks of deep blue lightning, as thick as nuclear blasts, crackled and threaded through the air, releasing strange and unsettling power.

“Is that the Heavenly Tribulation?” Everyone saw the strange phenomenon above, their eyes wide with anxiety as they watched Chen Feng at the center of the storm.

The Heavenly Tribulation was a test imposed by the will of Heaven upon cultivators. Resist it successfully, achieve godhood; fail to resist, and face death!

There was no middle ground between the two. Countless individuals throughout history had attempted to cross the Tribulation, yet few were ever known to succeed. This was why people turned pale at the mere mention of the Tribulation, explaining the bloody fights over the Xuantian Illustrated Manual.

Though they knew Chen Feng’s power was formidable, seeing the might of Heaven’s will made their faces turn grim, their bodies trembling uncontrollably.

“May the Boss hold on!” All members of the Underworld Saint Camp prayed in unison.

“May Chen Feng survive the Tribulation!” Ling Feng and the others murmured silently.

Rumble!

The dark clouds in the sky thickened, and the lightning, having built up its power for a long time, violently plunged downward, looking like the colossal axe that splits the heavens, carving dark, inky rifts in the very fabric of space.

Under the descending lightning, Chen Feng stood tall in the air, like an unyielding God of War.

As the celestial lightning drew nearer, Chen Feng’s core felt utterly hollow. Despite his usual composure, a wave of urgency washed over him. He flipped his wrist, and the massive Purple Fire Crystal Mother immediately appeared before him. He placed both hands upon the crystal, frantically absorbing its energy.

Using the regular Purple Fire Crystals now would be too late. Absorbing the power of the Crystal Mother would cause irreparable damage to it, but survival superseded caution. Only by living could there be hope.

“Judging by the speed and appearance of the lightning, I won't even recover a tenth of my internal power before being struck. If I can’t withstand the first strike, the second one will certainly kill me!” Chen Feng recognized the imminent danger. A sudden thought seized him: “Since I can’t evade it, why not attack proactively? At worst, I’ll sacrifice this Purple Fire Crystal Mother!”

With this realization, Chen Feng’s eyes shone. He flung the Purple Fire Crystal Mother towards the sky and thrust his right fist at it, shattering it into pieces. The energy contained within the Crystal Mother was world-defying. Exploding it into dust released its power as a violent torrent, instantly forming a colossal energy storm.

“Now!” Chen Feng roared, surging upward to dive into the heart of the energy storm. His body leaned back slightly, and he raised both hands, unleashing the Great Serpent’s Sunlight Shower.

Countless spatial particles, mingled with the energy storm, surged toward the Tribulation clouds above. From the distance, the observers only saw a blinding flash of white light. The inky black clouds in the sky were utterly pulverized under that brilliant illumination. The majestic Heavenly Tribulation, the very might of Heaven, vanished instantaneously under the attack of the Sunlight Shower!