20demayo Chapter 2160 A Dog Without a Home
Chapter 2160 A Dog Without a Home
Time seemed to stand still for a moment.
The final expression that froze on Wei Yelan's hideous face, covered with bone spurs, was one of utter horror and a hint of disbelief and bewilderment.
He seemed unable to believe that his strongest attack, which he had unleashed by burning his own essence and forcibly elevating himself to the peak of the Tai Cang Realm, would be broken in such an almost humiliating way.
next moment.
"Bang!!"
The stagnant time resumes its flow.
Wei Yelan's hideous head exploded under Chen Fei's fist.
Without any bone fragments flying, the moment Wei Yelan's skull, the twisted facial bone spurs, and the burning demonic flames in his eyes came into contact with Chen Fei's fist, they were instantly and completely annihilated by the domineering and terrifying power contained in the fist, turning into black energy dust that surged and dissipated backward.
Wei Yelan's demonic body, having lost all its strength, fell straight backward, crashing heavily onto the ground riddled with rubble and craters, sending up clouds of dust.
Dark red demonic blood gushed from the severed neck, quickly spreading across the ground and emitting a nauseating stench and corrosive odor.
Cao Feiyu, standing to the side, had her red lips slightly parted, her face filled with shock. Although she had absolute confidence in Chen Fei, she never expected that Chen Fei, who had broken through to the late stage of the Tai Cang Realm, would have such a dramatic increase in strength.
That was a terrifying vengeful demon that was on the verge of reaching the peak of the Tai Cang Realm, and even briefly reached the true peak of the Tai Cang Realm, yet it was so easily crushed by Chen Fei.
Cao Feiyu's tense mind relaxed slightly. After the initial shock, when she looked at Chen Fei, her eyes were filled with undisguised admiration and affection.
"laugh!"
A strange, sticky sound suddenly emanated from the seemingly lifeless demonic body.
Immediately afterwards, the demonic body, like a flaming sack, suddenly and violently swelled up.
The originally dark red skin and bone armor instantly became transparent and distorted, as if countless dark, viscous creatures were wriggling and colliding wildly beneath.
The next instant, Wei Yelan's demonic body exploded.
Countless strands of demonic energy, as thin as hair and as black as ink, like living black venomous snakes, instantly fled and scattered wildly in all directions, every corner, and every fold of space within the main hall.
The speed was so fast that it was dazzling, and as these scattered demonic energies dispersed, they resonated and connected with the ancient restrictive runes remaining in the main hall in a strange way.
"Buzz!"
The entire ancient hall suddenly trembled violently. The ancient restrictive runes that were already incomplete became extremely unstable at this moment, as if countless invisible hands were stirring, folding, and sealing off this area.
When its physical body was destroyed and it was on the verge of extinction, this vengeful demon used a secret technique to activate and corrupt the remaining restrictions in the main hall, attempting to gain a glimmer of hope for the escape of its countless demonic energies.
As long as one wisp of demonic energy successfully escapes, he can use the remnant soul and resentment contained within it to be reborn elsewhere. Although this would severely damage his vital energy and cause his cultivation level to plummet, it would still be better than being completely annihilated.
As countless dark demonic energies scattered and fled wildly, and the entire hall trembled violently due to the contamination of the restrictions, another clear and intense spatial fluctuation suddenly arose from the stone tablets and murals in the hall.
Immediately afterwards, concentric circles of silvery-white spatial ripples, like pebbles thrown into a lake, quickly spread and took shape.
A brand new portal was forcibly created.
Three figures, separated by the newly opened silver-white teleportation portal, looked into the hall overflowing with demonic energy. They were Zhu Xingyan and his two companions from the Taiheng Sect.
Their eyes quickly scanned the situation inside the hall, and when they saw Chen Fei and Cao Feiyu in the center of the hall, their eyes lit up instantly.
But the next moment, when they glanced at the aura emanating from Chen Fei and Cao Feiyu, the expressions on the faces of the three of them changed.
Late stage of the Tai Cang Realm?
Even through the teleportation portal, they could clearly sense that the aura emanating from Chen Fei and Cao Feiyu was indeed at the late stage of the Tai Cang Realm.
Moreover, Chen Fei's aura was particularly profound and powerful, while Cao Feiyu, though slightly weaker, had a solid foundation and was by no means superficial.
How long has it been? They've both broken through? Where did they find two sets of sixteenth-grade high-level spiritual materials? What kind of heaven-defying opportunity is this?
Chen Fei's gaze lingered on Zhu Xingyan and the other two through the teleportation portal for less than a moment before shifting away without hesitation, returning to the dark demonic energy that was frantically scattering and fleeing in the main hall.
Chen Fei slowly raised his right hand. As he did so, an invisible force field that caused the entire hall to freeze instantly spread out from him.
This reflects Chen Fei's deeper and more refined control and application of his own Dao Domain power after breaking through to the late stage of the Tai Cang Realm.
The true meanings of the Dao Domain, such as devouring, imprisoning, and suppressing, are integrated into absolute control over the surrounding space in a more profound way.
The next instant, Chen Fei raised his right hand, his five fingers gently clenching inward, then his right hand flipped, and the entire space and time in the hall seemed to flip as well.
The dark demonic energy that was originally blending into the folds of space at all sorts of tricky angles was now like insects in amber, firmly nailed to mid-air, motionless.
Even the resentment and hatred they exuded were frozen and solidified.
Inside the main hall, the chaotic fluctuations of the ancient restrictive runes that had been corrupted by Wei Yelan's secret methods suddenly subsided and stagnated the moment Chen Fei turned his hand.
The violent tremors that shook the entire hall came to an abrupt stop.
Chen Fei's movements did not end there; his right hand, which was loosely clenched and turned, slowly stretched backward.
"call!"
Inside the main hall, countless strands of dark demonic energy that had been frozen in mid-air involuntarily surged back from every corner of the hall, frantically converging in front of Chen Fei's palm.
The demonic energy surged, emitting a shrill howl like the wailing of ten thousand ghosts, but it was utterly unable to resist this domineering and unparalleled pulling force.
The dark, viscous demonic energy churned and struggled wildly, trying to disperse again, but was firmly suppressed by an even more domineering force. Finally, with a sound as if flesh and bones were being forcibly mixed together, the demonic energy condensed into the outline of Wei Yelan.
At this moment, Wei Yelan's face was no longer contorted with rage and cruelty; instead, it was filled with boundless fear and despair.
His face, formed of demonic energy, twisted and changed shape, his mouth opening and closing in vain, as if trying to beg for mercy, but unable to utter a sound. Only endless resentment and fear were transmitted through the constantly churning demonic energy.
He couldn't understand why, after using a secret technique to self-destruct his demonic body, splitting into countless demonic energies, and with the remaining restrictions in the main hall disrupting the space, he was still so easily brought back into physical form.
After entering the teleportation portal, the expressions of Zhu Xingyan and the other two had completely changed.
Chen Fei's gaze calmly fell on the illusory image of demonic energy, his eyes indifferent. His stretched right hand changed from a loose clench to a firm grip, forming a fist.
The movements remained simple and direct, without any earth-shattering momentum or dazzling phenomena.
But the moment Chen Fei clenched his fist, the space around his fist trembled slightly, and the light distorted slightly, as if it could not withstand the terrifying power contained in his fist that was about to erupt.
Then, Chen Fei threw a punch at the demonic phantom in front of him, his clenched fist aimed at the figure.
This punch wasn't particularly fast; at least everyone present could clearly see the trajectory of the fist's movement.
But this seemingly slow punch instilled a sense of despair, a feeling of inescapable hopelessness. It was as if the entire world, all space, and all rules were frozen and collapsed under this single blow.
Wherever the fist passed, space silently vanished, leaving behind a straight, pitch-black trail. Fine, spiderweb-like cracks spread along the edge of the trail.
There was no strong wind, no sonic boom, only an extreme stillness, a state of mind where all things return to nothingness and all is emptiness, which quietly spread with the punch.
The phantom formed by Wei Yelan's demonic energy trembled and twisted violently under the shroud of this aura of annihilation.
The next moment, Chen Fei's fist lightly touched Wei Yelan's demonic body made of demonic energy.
"boom!"
The moment Wei Yelan's demonic phantom came into contact with Chen Fei's fist, it exploded and vanished.
The churning demonic energy, the distorted face, the despairing emotions, the last trace of resentment in the remnant soul... all traces of Wei Yelan's existence vanished without a trace under Chen Fei's punch.
Wei Yelan, the Vengeful Demon at the peak of the Tai Cang Realm, perished completely, his body and soul destroyed.
Chen Fei slowly withdrew his fist, and the faint, dark golden luster that had been flowing over his fist quietly receded. His aura returned to its calm and profound state.
On one side of the main hall, the cool moonlight flowing around Cao Feiyu slowly receded, and the lifelike phantom of the black bird behind her let out a clear cry before disappearing into her body.
At this moment, Zhu Xingyan and the other two looked completely stiff.
They could clearly sense that the remnant soul of the vengeful demon that Chen Fei had easily erased possessed an aura that had reached the peak of the late stage of the Tai Cang Realm, and had even touched the threshold of the ultimate.
That was an existence that the three of them needed to be cautious about, yet such an existence was crushed like a tumbleweed in front of Chen Fei.
Did he really just break through?
All their previous plans and confidence turned into laughable ideas in the face of Chen Fei's absolute overwhelming strength.
Cao Feiyu took in the reactions of the three people behind the teleportation portal; she knew all too well the temperaments of these so-called disciples of the Upper Nine Sects. If Chen Fei hadn't been so powerful, the situation would likely be completely different by now.
She didn't speak, but stepped forward and stood side by side with Chen Fei. One was aloof and the other composed, their auras subtly connected, bringing immense invisible pressure to Zhu Xingyan and the other two.
In the deathly silent hall, the air seemed to freeze, with only the occasional soft rustling of small stones falling from the broken dome in the distance, adding to the oppressive atmosphere.
As the senior brother with the highest cultivation among the three, Jiang Mushan was no less turbulent than his two junior brothers.
Jiang Mushan himself was in the late stage of the Tai Cang Realm, and had been immersed in this realm for many years. He was confident in his strength, but he knew in his heart that he could never kill a vengeful demon on the verge of the Tai Cang Realm as easily as Chen Fei.
Not to mention, the two standing in the distance at this moment are both at the late stage of the Tai Cang Realm.
Jiang Mushan took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the fear in his heart and the resentment caused by missing the opportunity. He forced a smile and cupped his hands in a gesture of respect towards Chen Fei and Cao Feiyu.
"I am Jiang Mushan, a disciple of the Taiyan Sect. I greet you both."
Jiang Mushan's voice rang out in the silent hall, carrying a deliberately softened tone that seemed somewhat out of place with his imposing Taoist robe. His clasped hands in greeting were also quite standard, even bowing slightly, keeping his posture very low.
As he spoke, he glared fiercely at Zhu Xingyan and Wu Jianghan beside him.
Zhu Xingyan and Wu Jianghan were finally brought back to their senses by the glare. They forced smiles and quickly followed Jiang Mushan in bowing, saying, "Zhu Xingyan and Wu Jianghan of the Taiyan Sect greet you two fellow Daoists."
Jiang Mushan spoke calmly, trying not to reveal any emotion: "Since you two fellow Daoists have already arrived here, there must be nothing for us to do here. It would be inappropriate for us to disturb you."
As Jiang Mushan spoke, his gaze quickly swept over Chen Fei's calm and expressionless face. Seeing that the other party did not express anything, he felt a little more at ease, but dared not linger any longer.
Without hesitation, he waved his hand, unleashing a burst of Yuan energy that landed on the rippled, silvery-white teleportation portal in front of him.
"Buzz!"
The silver-white portal rippled and began to close rapidly.
Having done all this, Jiang Mushan cupped his hands again, his forced smile even more strained: "In that case, we will not disturb your cultivation any longer. Farewell."
After saying that, the teleportation portal closed completely, and the figures of Jiang Mushan and the other two disappeared.
The atmosphere in the hall only eased slightly after the figures of Taiyanzong and the other two disappeared.
"They probably didn't come with good intentions," Cao Feiyu said in a low voice.
Upon hearing this, Chen Fei slowly withdrew his gaze, nodded, and showed little surprise on his face. "Yes, they just realized we've become stronger and dare not act rashly."
He had already noticed the subtle expressions on Zhu Xingyan and the other two's faces when they first appeared.
“We are not demonic cultivators after all,” Chen Fei continued.
This is a subtle difference in the principles of conduct between cultivators and demonic cultivators. Demonic cultivators often act as they please, and will kill without hesitation if there is any offense or conflict of interest.
As for cultivators, at least on the surface, they need to be reasonable. Since the other party had not actually made a move, had not made any offensive remarks, had not shown any killing intent, and had not even stepped into the hall, they took the initiative to retreat.
Of course, if the other party had made the slightest move, Chen Fei would not have shown any mercy. On the path of cultivation, killing is the only option; he is never rigid in his principles. However, the other party wisely chose the most correct course of action: admitting defeat and running away.
Upon hearing this, Cao Feiyu nodded slightly. She understood Chen Fei's meaning and agreed with his approach.
Although the cultivation world is a dog-eat-dog world, everyone has their own moral compass.
In another hall, Zhu Xingyan and the other two stared silently at the closed teleportation portal before them.
"Two sets of high-grade level 16 spiritual materials, at least two sets!"
Zhu Xingyan took a deep breath and said, his words filled with resentment and jealousy, "If... if we had found there first, those two sets of sixteenth-grade high-rank spiritual materials would have been ours."
When the time comes, they will be the ones to break through to the late stage of the Tai Cang Realm. Why should they be like stray dogs in front of the Dan Chen Sect disciples, groveling and fleeing in a sorry state?
Wu Jianghan's face was equally grim, his sinister eyes flashing with regret and lingering fear. He licked his dry lips and said in a hoarse voice, "That Danchen Sect disciple is truly terrifying; he has such strength even after just breaking through."
Recalling Chen Fei's seemingly simple punch, Wu Jianghan felt a chill rise from the bottom of his heart.
Zhu Xingyan sighed, a deep sense of apprehension flashing in his eyes. He was well aware of how terrifying the Dan Chen Sect disciples were. It was precisely because he knew this that they had no choice but to retreat.
Jiang Mushan looked at the murals on the wall, then turned to look at Zhu Xingyan, whose face was still gloomy, and Wu Jianghan, whose brows were furrowed.
"Junior Brother Xingyan, Junior Brother Jiang Han."
Jiang Mushan's expression had returned to its usual composure, but a trace of solemnity still lingered deep in his eyes. "Things have come to this point, and regret and resentment are of no use. The strength of that Danchen Sect disciple is unfathomable, and we are not capable of resisting him at present. Retreating just now was a wise move and the only option."
Zhu Xingyan gave a heavy snort, without refuting.
Jiang Mushan continued, "Opportunities are for those who are destined to receive them; they cannot be forced. However, this ancient Heavenly Court ruin is vast and boundless, and opportunities are certainly not limited to just one place. The fact that the Danchen Sect disciples were able to obtain two sets of sixteenth-grade high-rank spiritual materials is their good fortune."
We might very well have such an opportunity.
Jiang Mushan's gaze then fell upon the blurry yet profound patterns on the stone chamber walls, and he said in a deep voice, "This ancient celestial court ruin is far more vast than we imagined, and the secrets and treasures it hides are by no means limited to just one hall."
His words caused Zhu Xingyan and Wu Jianghan to exchange slightly excited glances.
Jiang Mushan paused for a moment, then said, "Now, it's a competition of who can act faster and who can find and seize new opportunities first."
"As long as we act quickly enough to find the new hall and obtain the treasures within, our strength will also increase rapidly. At that time, it will be impossible to know who will be stronger."
"Senior brother, that's true, but their current strength is what it is. What if they go to the same place as us? If we encounter them now, are we just going to retreat without a fight, handing over our opportunities like we did before?"
This is a sharp and very real question. Exploring this mural's teleportation system, encountering it is highly likely. If they encounter it again, must they repeat the humiliation of before?
Upon hearing this, Jiang Mushan paused slightly, his hand, which was about to use a secret technique to open the portal. The confident look on his face faded, and his brows furrowed tightly.
Yes, what should they do if they happen to run into a Dan Chen Sect disciple whose strength has increased dramatically at the next opportune moment?
At that time, will we have to retreat in disgrace like before, handing over the opportunity that might have been ours to someone else?
"Either get out of the way..."
Jiang Mushan spoke slowly, his voice low, "Or, we can find stronger helpers."
"An even stronger ally?" Zhu Xingyan and Wu Jianghan simultaneously looked up at Jiang Mushan. (End of Chapter)