20demayo Chapter 1972 Across the Battlefield of Life and Death
Chapter 1972 Across the Battlefield of Life and Death
Chapter 1972 Across the Battlefield of Life and Death
The martial arts arena of all realms, the stage for life and death.
The void was solidified by an invisible force, with only two figures exuding overwhelming power facing each other across the void, their murderous aura permeating every inch of space.
"boom!"
With a terrifying explosion powerful enough to tear apart the soul, a dazzling sword light containing the power to sever all laws and destroy the universe collided violently with a ferocious demonic spear that was wrapped in the wails of countless wronged souls and exuded a dark aura that devoured all things.
At the point of impact, space rippled like a fragile lake, and violent energy currents, like uncontrolled prehistoric beasts, swept wildly in all directions.
"puff!"
The demonic cultivator Jiao Hongchang's face suddenly turned pale, his throat felt sweet, and he almost spat out a mouthful of blood.
He felt an overwhelming, irresistible force surging through the demonic spear in his hand. That power not only contained extreme sharpness, but also carried a terrifying intent that seemed to annihilate his demonic essence and soul.
"Boom!"
Jiao Hongchang's feet stomped backward uncontrollably.
With each step, a deep imprint was left in mid-air, and his body flew backward rapidly like a kite with a broken string. In the blink of an eye, he was forced back thousands of miles by the power of this sword strike.
On the other side of the arena of life and death.
Chen Fei stood motionless, like an ancient, sacred mountain. He slowly withdrew his longsword, the tip pointing diagonally at the ground.
The sword has a dark gold color throughout, and its blade is naturally engraved with countless fine and mysterious patterns, as if it contains the ultimate truths of heaven and earth.
At the tip of the sword, a cold glint shimmered, seemingly capable of severing even the eyes; it was the Qian Yuan Sword, which had successfully advanced to a mid-grade fifteenth-level divine weapon.
Feeling the seamless connection and intuitive understanding between himself and the Qian Yuan Sword, as well as the surging, unprecedented power within it, a hint of satisfaction flashed in Chen Fei's eyes.
In this arena of countless worlds, as long as you have enough source points, many things that seem impossible to outsiders can become easy.
For example, the advancement of the Qian Yuan Sword, if it were in the Xuan Yu Realm, to upgrade it from the lower grade of the fifteenth rank to the middle grade, would not only require finding suitable divine materials of extremely high grade, but also require spending a lot of time and effort to carefully temper and inscribe it. The process is complicated and full of uncertainties.
But here, Chen Fei only spent two source points to submit the Qian Yuan Sword and the required divine materials information to the old man in the training ground.
In a short while, a brand-new Qian Yuan Sword, with its quality perfectly improved, appeared in Chen Fei's hands.
This is the allure of Origin Points—a near-omnipotent currency. It can simplify countless complex processes and directly achieve the desired results, which explains why so many prodigies flock to it.
"Cough cough!"
Thousands of miles away, Jiao Hongchang finally managed to stop the retreat.
He reached out and forcefully wiped away the streak of dark red blood seeping from the corner of his mouth. His pair of scarlet demonic eyes, like the most dangerous venomous snakes, were fixed on the figure in the distance, filled with rage.
Having dominated the Arena of Life and Death for a long time, and possessing a 22-game winning streak at the mid-stage of the 15th level, he has forged a foundation in the Earthly Dao, displaying unparalleled prowess.
Today, he was surprisingly defeated in a single encounter against an opponent who had just achieved a seventeen-game winning streak, and even suffered some minor injuries.
"You deserve to die!" Jiao Hongchang spat out a cold, piercing sentence through gritted teeth.
"Boom!"
The next moment, the primordial power belonging to the Earthly Dao Foundation within Jiao Hongchang's body erupted completely like a dormant volcano.
Dense demonic energy, like a tangible black tide, surged from the pores of his body. In the void behind him, a huge, blurry demonic shadow, exuding a terrifying aura that sent chills down one's spine, slowly condensed and appeared.
The demonic figure bore a striking resemblance to Jiao Hongchang, but its aura was far more ancient and violent, like a world-destroying demon god from countless ages past.
Jiao Hongchang let out a low roar, and the huge demonic shadow instantly transformed into a stream of light, crashing into Jiao Hongchang's body.
"Buzz!"
Jiao Hongchang's body swelled violently, his muscles bulged, his bones creaked, and the aura emanating from his body began to rise wildly at a terrifying speed, instantly breaking through the limit of the mid-stage of the fifteenth rank and stepping into the late stage of the fifteenth rank.
Earth Origin Daoji——The true body of the future has arrived!
Although it was only the early stage, the power boost brought about by the leap in life level was real.
The stands surrounding the arena of life and death were already bustling with noise.
All the spectators were focused on Jiao Hongchang on the stage, whose demeanor had undergone a dramatic transformation, and they exclaimed and discussed in various ways.
“Jiao Hongchang is serious. He has even summoned the future true body of the Earthly Origin Dao Foundation.” An old man stroked his beard and said, a trace of solemnity flashing in his eyes.
"No wonder he's like this. He clearly suffered a great loss in that clash just now. He probably didn't expect Chen Fei to be this strong," someone nearby chimed in.
"Hahaha! Jiao Hongchang is indeed a strong player with a 22-game winning streak and profound experience. But don't forget..."
A loud voice rang out, tinged with excitement: "This Chen Tianjiao, although he has only shown a seventeen-game winning streak so far, if you add his brilliant record when he was in the early stage of the fifteenth rank, his accumulated winning streak has already exceeded forty games!"
"That's right!"
Immediately someone chimed in: "On this life-or-death arena at the mid-fifteenth level, his true combat strength has definitely reached the level of twenty-odd matches, or even higher!"
If Jiao Hongchang's foundation had been weaker, he probably wouldn't have been simply repelled; he might have been severely injured.
Many spectators wore excited smiles on their faces.
Many of them were long-time bettors who had followed Chen Fei's lead in placing bets.
From the early stages of the fifteenth rank until now, Chen Fei has repeatedly brought them unimaginable riches with his absolute strength. At this moment, their confidence in Chen Fei has reached an almost blind level.
On the stage of life and death.
Jiao Hongchang's demonic energy surged like a dragon, and the terrifying pressure of a late-stage fifteenth-level cultivator enveloped the entire area as if it were a tangible force. His demonic eyes, now completely black with no white showing, were fixed on Chen Fei, thousands of miles away.
Jiao Hongchang paid no attention to the commotion in the surrounding stands; his mind was completely absorbed in the impending life-or-death battle.
What angered and puzzled Jiao Hongchang was that even though he had summoned his future true body and raised his strength to the late stage of the fifteenth rank, he was still in a state of extreme anger and confusion.
But the aura emanating from the guy named Chen Fei on the other side was still at the peak of the mid-stage of the fifteenth level.
There was no indication that they intended to use any other trump cards to elevate their level.
"Arrogant! Utterly arrogant to the extreme!"
Jiao Hongchang roared inwardly. He absolutely refused to believe that a prodigy who could achieve so many consecutive victories on the life-and-death stage could not have forged an Earthly Dao Foundation.
Therefore, the only explanation is that the other party believes that relying solely on their current peak mid-stage 15th rank power is enough to defeat them, who have already advanced to the late stage 15th rank.
What utter contempt, what arrogance!
"kill!"
The pent-up anger erupted completely at this moment. Jiao Hongchang let out a roar, and the demonic energy around him exploded outwards.
Jiao Hongchang took a step forward.
"boom!"
The void beneath his feet seemed to shatter, and his figure vanished from his original spot in an instant, appearing before Chen Fei in the next moment.
The monstrous spear in his hand erupted with an extreme darkness that devoured all light, and countless vengeful spirits emitted piercing screams from its shaft. Without any fancy flourishes, it was a simple, direct thrust, the spear tip aimed directly at Chen Fei's brow.
This shot embodied all of Jiao Hongchang's power and killing intent at this moment, and also contained the fundamental rules of his Earthly Dao Foundation.
He wanted to use his absolute advantage in cultivation level to overwhelm the arrogant guy with force, and annihilate him, soul and all, into dust with a single spear thrust.
Faced with this earth-shattering, terrifying shot that seemed capable of piercing through the entire world.
Chen Fei merely raised his head slightly, and in the deepest recesses of his eyes, a barely perceptible, dark glint flashed.
The end times!
In an instant, in Chen Fei's vision, the energy flow, rule structure, power nodes, and even the slightest weakness of the demonic spear containing destructive power were clearly presented as if looking at the lines on his palm.
"Zheng!"
Just as the tip of the demonic spear was about to touch Chen Fei's brow, a clear and high-pitched sword cry, like a dragon's roar echoing through the heavens, suddenly resounded through the clouds.
Chen Fei wielded the Qian Yuan Sword with a light, slanted slash.
The sword's edge seemed to have calculated everything beforehand, striking with unparalleled precision the most crucial yet most vulnerable point in the trajectory of the demonic spear's power.
"Oh!"
The sword and the spear collided again. The demonic spear, which had been so fierce and seemed capable of piercing through everything, suddenly froze, like a venomous snake struck at its vital point, the moment the Qian Yuan Sword struck its weak spot.
The immense demonic energy and power of rules that had gathered on the gun seemed to have suddenly lost their core, and began to become chaotic and dissipate.
That terrifying momentum, which had been unstoppable, crumbled and greatly diminished in an instant!
However, the overwhelming power contained in the Qian Yuan Sword remained unaffected, still as solid as ever, flowing upstream along the disintegrating demonic spear, directly targeting Jiao Hongchang's hands that were holding the spear and even his chest.
Jiao Hongchang's expression changed drastically. He had never expected that his deadly spear, which had gathered the power of the late stage of the fifteenth rank, would be broken so easily by the opponent.
The sharp sword intent emanating from the gun made Jiao Hongchang feel a bone-chilling cold. If he were to be struck by it, even with his current demonic body, he would definitely suffer greatly.
Jiao Hongchang let out a roar of resentment, and had to forcibly stop his offensive momentum. His indomitable spirit was suppressed by himself.
"boom!"
Jiao Hongchang stomped his feet in mid-air, using the force of the impact to fly backward rapidly, attempting to create distance between himself and Chen Fei and reorganize his offensive.
To switch from offense to defense, especially when one has the advantage in skill level, is an insult to the proud and arrogant Jiao Hongchang.
However, what Jiao Hongchang found even more unacceptable was that during that brief exchange, he clearly felt the intensity of the power contained within Chen Fei's sword.
That was definitely not the power a mid-stage fifteenth-level cultivator should possess. Its vastness and condensation were almost identical to his current late-stage fifteenth-level physical strength.
Even if the opponent cultivates the most advanced techniques, it is absolutely impossible for a mid-stage physique to compare with a late-stage one in terms of pure strength!
Unless the other party, at the mid-fifteenth stage, has refined every characteristic to an inconceivable degree in terms of quality and the enhancement of their foundation.
What a terrifying foundation, what a profound heritage!
Moreover, the vision displayed by the guy opposite him, that terrifying insight that seemed to see through all illusions and point directly to the essence, made Jiao Hongchang feel that he was far behind.
Jiao Hongchang is cultivating the Earthly Origin Dao Foundation!
Although it is not as powerful as the legendary Heavenly Origin Dao Foundation, it is still a powerful Dao Foundation that countless geniuses dream of. The supernatural powers and moves it displays should contain higher-level rules and mysteries, with very few flaws and extremely hidden.
But why?
Why was it that the weak point of his spear, which was imbued with the power of the Earthly Dao Foundation, was so easily seen through by his opponent, and why was it struck so precisely?
What profound understanding of the fundamental principles of Tao is required to achieve this?
Jiao Hongchang couldn't understand it!
Jiao Hongchang retreated, while Chen Fei advanced.
Chen Fei's figure stayed close to Jiao Hongchang like a shadow, and the distance between them not only did not increase, but continued to decrease.
Chen Fei thrust out the Qian Yuan Sword in his hand once again.
This sword strike, seemingly ordinary, seemed to contain some profound truth of the universe. As the sword light flashed, it transformed into an all-encompassing sword net, completely sealing off all of Jiao Hongchang's space to dodge.
Not only that.
A terrifying sword intent, sharper than any other and seemingly capable of annihilating all thoughts, pierced through the void like an invisible needle, directly striking Jiao Hongchang's soul. It caused him excruciating pain, as if his very soul were being torn apart.
"not good!"
An extreme sense of danger, stemming from his very life instincts, washed over Jiao Hongchang like an icy tide, instantly engulfing him. He felt as if he were about to be torn to pieces in the next instant.
Without time to think or use any fancy footwork, Jiao Hongchang could only rely on his fighting instincts to swing the demonic spear in his hand and block it in front of him.
The demonic energy poured in frantically, forming a thick, dark barrier in front of the gun.
defense!
Despite having the upper hand in terms of skill level, Jiao Hongchang was forced to take the initiative to defend, which nearly caused his frustration and anger to explode, but he had no other choice.
"boom!"
The tip of the Qian Yuan Sword touched a point in the dark barrier.
Despite Jiao Hongchang's best efforts to defend, no move can be perfect.
Even defensive techniques inevitably have weaknesses such as uneven power distribution and sluggish operation of rules.
These weaknesses, in Chen Fei's eyes which held a vision of the end times, were as conspicuous as fireflies in the night.
Not to mention, Jiao Hongchang only cultivated the Earthly Origin Dao Foundation, and in Chen Fei's view, the level of rules contained in his moves had far more flaws than the Heavenly Origin Dao Foundation.
"Crack!"
A crisp cracking sound was heard.
The dark barrier shattered in less than a breath under the tip of the Qian Yuan Sword.
The sword's edge pierced straight in.
"Pfft!"
With a muffled thud as a sharp blade pierced flesh, the Qian Yuan Sword plunged into Jiao Hongchang's chest without any resistance.
A violent burst of sword energy and ultimate sword intent erupted instantly within Jiao Hongchang's body.
"boom!"
Jiao Hongchang's chest was blasted open with a huge hole, blood and flesh flew everywhere, and his demonic bones shattered.
"Wow!"
A large mouthful of dark red blood mist mixed with fragments of internal organs gushed out of Jiao Hongchang's mouth. His face instantly turned ashen, and his breath rapidly weakened.
Jiao Hongchang looked down at the horrific wound on his chest in disbelief, then looked up at Chen Fei, whose expression remained calm.
His eyes were filled with resentment and bitterness, but deeper still, there was an indescribable fear.
Jiao Hongchang knew that he had been completely defeated, utterly and utterly defeated.
In the next instant, Jiao Hongchang's figure suddenly disappeared amidst a spatial fluctuation, teleported away by the power of the rules of the martial arts arena.
Chen Fei slowly sheathed the Qian Yuan Sword. The blade was spotless, and his expression remained calm throughout.
Chen Fei was not surprised by the way Jiao Hongchang left.
The probability of a prodigy who has cultivated to the Earthly Dao Foundation achieving a cumulative 30-win streak in this Martial Arts Arena of Myriad Realms and unlocking the "Source Point Redemption" privilege is extremely high.
"Buzz!"
A familiar milky-white beam of light descended from the sky once again, enveloping Chen Fei.
Winner: Chen Fei
Source point: Three points
Bonus: One
Current total source points: 61
Feeling the four more Source Points added to his body, and the even more powerful boost from the Martial Arts Arena, Chen Fei couldn't help but smile slightly.
Chen Fei's figure blurred as he appeared outside the arena of life and death. The blood and sword intent that had been boiling slightly due to the intense battle were slowly calming down.
Chen Fei looked up and around, intending to find a quiet corner nearby to rest and recuperate, when suddenly...
"Buzz!"
An extremely sudden and intense feeling of palpitation, so strong that it made his very soul tremble, suddenly exploded from the deepest part of his consciousness without warning.
It was as if an invisible, malevolent giant hand had suddenly pierced through the barriers of endless time and space, gripping his heart tightly. A terrifying premonition of impending doom and calamity assaulted Chen Fei's mind.
"Ok?"
Chen Fei's expression suddenly changed, and his aura, which had just calmed down, instantly became sharp again. He abruptly raised his head, his gaze like two tangible bolts of lightning, sharply sweeping across his surroundings.
The surrounding martial arts arena remained bustling, with prodigies from various races coming and going, everything as usual. Clearly, the danger did not originate from here.
"Something terrible is about to happen in the Xuan Yu Realm!"
Chen Fei's heart sank instantly. Without hesitation, he transformed into a streak of light and sped off towards the massive cluster of light spheres responsible for trading and exchange in the Martial Arts Arena of the Myriad Realms.
After a while.
Chen Fei appeared before a huge sphere of light that emitted a soft, milky-white glow. He stretched out his finger and gently touched the surface of the sphere.
The space rippled and undulated, and the scene before Chen Fei's eyes suddenly changed.
The bustling square has disappeared, replaced by a majestic mountain peak shrouded in mist and ethereal beauty.
Beneath my feet lies a bottomless abyss, while the sounds of pine trees rustling and cranes crying fill my ears.
Ahead, an ancient octagonal stone pavilion stands quietly on the edge of the cliff.
Inside the pavilion, on a stone table, a pot of steaming tea exudes a refreshing fragrance. The kind-faced old man with white hair and beard remains seated there, as if he has never moved since time immemorial.
Everything was exactly the same as when he last came. Time seemed to have lost its meaning here.
"Young hero, you've arrived."
The old man raised his head, a warm smile on his face, as if he had already anticipated Chen Fei's arrival. He picked up the teapot on the table and skillfully filled the empty teacup opposite him with emerald green tea: "Please have some tea!"
Chen Fei stepped into the pavilion, sat down opposite the old man, picked up the steaming cup of tea, tilted his head back, and drank it all in one gulp.
The tea, clear yet slightly bitter, entered his throat, seemingly carrying a strange power that calmed Chen Fei's somewhat agitated mind a little.
"senior!"
Chen Fei put down his teacup, looked at the old man with a serious expression, and said in a deep voice:
"As I mentioned to you last time, my Xuan Yu Realm is being invaded by demonic cultivators. Just now, in the martial arts arena, I suddenly felt uneasy and had a strong sense of alarm."
"Senior, do you have any way to let me know what might happen to the place I'm in, and where that crisis might originate?"
After hearing Chen Fei's words, the old man's smile faded slightly, and he showed a thoughtful expression.
He slowly put down the teapot in his hand and said softly:
"The affairs of the plane where you are, young hero, have already involved geniuses like you who bear the mark of the martial arts arena. Their fate has been shrouded in mystery and is protected by the rules of the martial arts arena."
Even I, in my old age, cannot directly deduce or glimpse the detailed secrets and future within it.
Upon hearing this, Chen Fei frowned immediately.
But the old man changed the subject and continued:
"However, if you, young hero, are willing to expend a Source Point, you might be able to bypass some restrictions and reveal some general details of events that do not directly involve the prodigy himself. Would you be willing to give it a try?"
Chen Fei felt a chill run down his spine. This Source Point was indeed the most crucial hard currency in this martial arts arena, capable of exchanging for almost anything, even including glimpsing fragments of the past and present.
Chen Fei nodded without hesitation and said, "Alright! Thank you for your trouble, senior. I am willing to expend one source point."
"Good!" The old man nodded slightly.
He slowly raised his right hand, palm up, fingers slightly bent, and gently beckoned to Chen Fei.
"call out!"
A point of light, radiating pure white light and containing strange law fluctuations, floated out from Chen Fei's sea of consciousness between his brows and slowly fell into the old man's palm. It was the source point that Chen Fei had worked hard to earn.
The old man grasped the source point, and countless incredibly fine and complex law runes lit up in his palm.
A mysterious and profound energy, seemingly capable of communicating with the very origin of heaven and earth and peering into the long river of destiny, emanated from his palm.
next moment.
"Buzz!"
An extremely complex miniature array phantom, composed of countless lines of light and shadow, suddenly flashed and disappeared from the old man's palm. Within that array, it seemed as if stars were being born and dying, and the universe was in a cycle, exuding an indescribable ancient and mysterious charm.
At the same time, a dazzling starlight flashed in the old man's eyes, as if countless torrents of information were rapidly flowing, calculating, and deducing in his eyes.
A few breaths later, the starlight in the old man's eyes slowly faded.
He raised his head, his gaze falling on Chen Fei again, and said slowly, "Young hero's senses are correct. There are indeed demonic cultivators who are forging a realm-suppressing array. The target of this array is precisely the realm where you are located."
"Based on the fluctuations of the formation and the progress of its construction, the formation will be able to completely connect the barrier between the two worlds in a few days, forming a stable cross-world passage."
Chen Fei's heart sank suddenly.
"Senior, is it possible to calculate a more precise time?"
The old man slowly shook his head and said, "This matter has already involved other geniuses in the martial arts arena. The secrets of heaven are obscured, and it is already difficult to deduce the approximate scope."
Chen Fei lowered his head, his brows furrowed tightly, and his expression was rather unpleasant.
Although the old man could not give an exact time, the range of several days was alarming enough, meaning that a crisis was imminent.
This matter was most likely brought about by that Destroyer.
Those who can be summoned by the Destroyer and possess the ability to forge the "World-Suppressing Array," which can forcibly open a passage to a lower plane, must at least be on par with the Destroyer, or even more likely stronger.
Chen Fei took a deep breath. In just a few days, he simply didn't have enough time to break through to the late stage of the Dominator Realm, let alone the peak of the Dominator Realm.
The gap in strength between the two sides is simply too great!
Faced with such terrifying power that is about to descend, let alone Chen Fei alone, even if all the power of the current Sovereign Realm experts in the entire Xuan Yu Realm were gathered together, they would not be able to stop it.
After a moment of silence, Chen Feiqiang suppressed the turbulent emotions surging within him.
Chen Fei raised his head, looked at the old man, and asked a question he had pondered countless times in his mind:
"Senior, you once said that I could spend Source Points to take away some of the creatures in my current plane."
Chen Fei's voice became somewhat hoarse: "If it really comes to that, I am willing to pay the source points, but where will we go after we leave?"
Chen Fei's gaze was filled with solemnity:
“I have recently heard in the martial arts arena that although the Primordial Continent is vast and boundless, almost every inch of land has been divided up by various forces.”
"Those deserted areas are filled with unknown dangers, even perilous places. With our cultivation level, venturing in rashly would be tantamount to suicide!"
The old man listened to Chen Fei's words without showing any surprise, as if he had expected him to ask such a question.
"Now that we've taken the source points, the training grounds won't just leave it to its own devices."
The old man calmly said, "On the original continent, there are actually quite a few forces willing to accept beings from lower-level planes."
But as the young hero has worried, accepting protection means obeying their rules and paying the corresponding price.
As he spoke, the old man gently waved his right hand.
"Shh!"
A massive light screen, formed from pure light, instantly unfolded before Chen Fei.
On the screen of light, countless names, emblems, and brief descriptions of various factions were scattered across the display. Among them, about 30% of the faction icons were emitting a faint glow.
"These are the lists of some of the forces currently willing to accept beings from the lower realms."
The old man's voice came: "Young hero, you may browse at your own discretion. The acceptance conditions, requirements, and the level of protection that each faction can provide are explained in detail. The choice is up to you."
Chen Fei's gaze immediately fell on the light screen, his eyes quickly scanning over the names and descriptions of each faction. However, as he read, Chen Fei's expression became more and more serious, and his brows furrowed more and more tightly.
On the light screen, the names of the forces radiating light seemed to transform into mountains of various shapes, each exuding heavy pressure, pressing down on Chen Fei's heart.
(End of this chapter)