Ever since Ye Jingyu mastered the Body Nurturing Chapter, his Samsara Eye had grown increasingly potent. Upon achieving the Star Aperture, the Samsara Eye gained an additional divine ability: the Aurora Eye. However, with his physical body at that time, forcing the use of this technique would surely cause immense strain, possibly even shattering his forehead. But after his flesh was tempered by the power of lightning, his body became far more refined, finally allowing him to unleash the Aurora Eye without reservation…

At this moment, the moon wheel on his brow flickered once more, but this time not with silver radiance, but with a faint purple hue, within which flickers of lightning could faintly be discerned…

He had awakened his second divine ability: the Thunderstorm Eye…

“Swish…” A bolt of purple lightning shot directly from the moon wheel, hurtling toward Feng Xing’s streak of light…

Seeing that Ye Jingyu intended to meet his punch head-on, a cold smile curled the corner of Feng Xing’s mouth. His physical strength surpassed that of an ordinary Seventh Heaven Martial God, let alone the fact that this fellow’s cultivation was at most Sixth Heaven. How could he possibly be his match!

The tip of his fist faintly shimmered with traces of cyan light. This was not the Profound Force representing the Sixth Heaven Martial God, but the Wind Force belonging to the Feng family’s unique power…

But just as their fists were about to meet, a streak of lightning shot from the center of Ye Jingyu’s brow. Feng Xing’s vision blurred; that streak of lightning was already right before his eyes.

At such close range, evasion was impossible, yet the lightning bolt struck mercilessly across both eyes…

Pain… An indescribable scorching agony permeated his entire body. He felt as if his eyes had been instantly electrocuted and burned to a blur.

This unbearable pain nearly sent him into unconsciousness, and the punch he had thrown lost its aim…

At this juncture, Ye Jingyu shifted his body slightly, evading Feng Xing’s blow, while his own fist landed squarely on Feng Xing’s chest without mercy. The Tyrant Primordial Force surged wildly within his body, and the immense power immediately pulverized Feng Xing’s chest into ruin…

Blood sprayed out, accompanied by the continuous sound of cracking bones in the void…

“Agh…” A scream tore from Feng Xing’s throat, whether due to the pain in his eyes or his chest, his body was instantly blasted backward…

“Shameless! You are too shameless! You actually launched such a sneak attack on me!” Feng Xing howled, cyan light manifesting in waves throughout his body, his figure gradually blurring until only residual afterimages could be discerned…

His wounds were continuously recovering, but his eyes had been utterly deprived of light. How long it would take to see the sun again remained unknown.

Vast divine sense spread outward, completely locking onto Ye Jingyu’s body…

His heart swelled with fury, a suffocating rage. He had reached the Seventh Heaven realm a hundred years ago, and the cultivation methods of the Gu Hua Continent differed from those of the Dou Hun Continent; theirs generally involved dual cultivation of the soul and martial arts, or rather, their practiced techniques were structured this way, granting various divine abilities alongside formidable strength.

In a duel between experts of the same rank, those from the Gu Hua Continent usually held an absolute advantage, let alone the fact that Ye Jingyu’s demonstrated strength did not reach the Seventh Heaven level.

Feng Xing could clearly sense that Ye Jingyu’s power was far inferior to his own, at least a full tier below him. There was an intrinsic difference between the Seventh and Sixth Heavens; he should have been able to instantly kill such an opponent. Yet, purely due to his carelessness, he had his palm pierced by one of Ye Jingyu’s divine abilities earlier, and now he had been shamelessly ambushed, scorching his eyes. How could this not enrage him?

To be injured to this extent by someone so much weaker than himself—if he allowed this person to escape today, he might as well quit his life in the Gu Hua Continent…

“Take this move: Wind Severing Void Fist!” Feng Xing let out a sharp cry. The moment the words fell, his right fist unleashed over a hundred strikes in rapid succession…

“Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack…” Sounds echoed continuously from Ye Jingyu’s shoulders, arms, chest, lower abdomen, and thighs—the sound of being struck by Feng Xing’s fists. Streams of blood continuously erupted from his body, and his figure was battered backward repeatedly.

What in the world was this technique? He hadn’t even perceived it before being struck; the speed was too fast!

Daring not to hold back any longer, silver light flashed beneath his feet as he utilized the Phantom Star Step. His body vanished from the spot, reappearing a thousand zhang away in the open plain. Believing he had finally escaped Feng Xing’s pursuit, a cyan figure materialized once more before him.

“I said, you must die!” Feng Xing roared, suddenly manifesting a cyan sphere of light in his hand. Strange runes were carved upon the sphere, faintly glimmering with cyan light…

“Capturing Wind and Tracing Shadows!” Feng Xing hissed, hurling the light sphere directly at Ye Jingyu…

Ye Jingyu had no idea what the cyan sphere was and dared not meet it head-on. He again deployed the Phantom Star Step, intending to flee, but the sphere instantly exploded. A massive cyan glare erupted, forming countless Wind Blades in the void that fiercely slashed toward Ye Jingyu…

“Sssshhh… Sssshhh…” Ye Jingyu’s body was once again crisscrossed with wounds, and the myriad Wind Blades coalesced into a colossal cyan cage in the air, trapping him within…

Ye Jingyu was greatly alarmed and dared not hold back any longer. Silver and purple light shone from his body as boundless starlight rained down, while bolts of lightning continuously struck down from the sky, fiercely battering the cyan cage…

But the cage formed by the Wind Blades proved incredibly resilient at this moment. Regardless of the barrage of lightning and starlight, the cage began to contract. The Wind Blades had transformed into tangible blades; if they fully compressed, they would certainly shred Ye Jingyu into dust…

At this most critical juncture, a streak of blood-red light shot out from the northwest sky, aimed directly at Feng Xing within the cage. Feng Xing’s face changed in alarm, and he thrust a palm out to meet the blood-red light. The light suddenly exploded, and a cloud of bloody mist instantly permeated the entire sky…

The continuously contracting cage paused momentarily. Ye Jingyu wasted no time, his Heavenly Venerable Saber erupting with brilliant light as he unleashed the full force of his strike against the cyan cage—the Shocking Thunder Splitting Slash…

With a “Ching…” the uncontrolled cyan cage was severed in two by Ye Jingyu’s blade, and his body burst free from the confinement…

(Still writing, another chapter coming later!)