OBS Chapter 2014 I avoid his edge?
Chapter 2014 I avoid his edge?
Chapter 2014 I avoid his edge?
The Sky Arena was deathly silent, both inside and out.
All eyes, whether from the three top figures in the demonic cultivator camp, the tense fellow cultivators, or the countless onlookers in the Demon Lotus Realm who perceived the battle through celestial phenomena, were now fixed on that small area of less than ten feet in the core of the martial arts arena.
Ten zhang is no distance for ordinary people.
For powerful figures like Chen Fei and Yu Yanyang, whose every move could manipulate the power of heaven and earth, this was already a death zone where life and death could be decided in an instant.
Just moments before, Yu Yanyang had been relying on the unparalleled penetrating power of the Free and Unfettered Manual to unravel the formation layer by layer.
The next moment, he abandoned all his myriad transformations, turned into a shadowy figure, and went straight for the central palace, concentrating all his power into a single point of cold light at the tip of the fan, unleashing a devastating and earth-shattering attack.
This scene was remarkably similar to Pang Yan'en's previous tactics: advancing instead of retreating, engaging in close combat, and overwhelming the opponent with absolute cultivation.
However, their essence is completely different.
Pang Yan'en's move was out of necessity, as he was unable to break through the array barrier to launch a ranged attack and was forced to engage in close combat.
Yu Yanyang, on the other hand, made the choice to use the characteristics of his technique to penetrate the array wall and launch a decapitation strike.
Its level of danger and the probability of success are far greater than that of Pang Yan'en's case.
If Yu Yanyang's attack successfully penetrates the array wall and hits Chen Fei's body, Chen Fei, with his cultivation level of only the late stage of the fifteenth rank, will inevitably be severely injured, or even killed directly.
After all, the difference between the fifteenth-level limit of forging the Earthly Dao Foundation and the late stage of the fifteenth level is too great, not to mention that this is Yu Yanyang's all-out attack.
The cold glint of that fan tip seemed to have already touched Chen Fei's brow in everyone's eyes, and it seemed that they would see his brains splatter and his soul perish in the next moment.
On the cultivators' side, Wu Fanyu and the others were instantly on edge.
However, just as the cold light from the tip of the fan, containing the true meaning of breaking free from restrictions and capable of piercing through the stars, was about to strike Chen Fei's brow.
"Buzz!"
Without warning, countless fine golden ripples spread across the empty space a foot or so in front of Chen Fei, as if thousands of pebbles had been thrown into a calm lake.
The next moment, hundreds of talismans appeared out of thin air.
Some of these talismans exude an aura of resilience and immortality. Some are as blazing as the sun, their surfaces pulsating with the flames of Nanming. Some are as heavy as mountains, their runes outlining the veins of the earth.
There are also frost, thunder, Yi wood, Geng metal... a wide variety of things, encompassing everything.
They did not appear randomly, but the moment they appeared, they automatically followed a mysterious trajectory, layer upon layer, intertwined and connected, instantly forming a small but intricately structured talisman array in front of Chen Fei.
"boom!"
Yu Yanyang's determined, cold light from the tip of his fan landed squarely on the unexpected talisman array.
Contrary to expectations of an immediate collapse, it instead erupted with an extremely muffled sound, like the deafening roar of two steel mountains colliding.
“Crack…Crack…”
The talisman array wall trembled violently, and countless talismans on its surface flickered on and off. The outermost dozens of talismans instantly dimmed and shattered.
However, the entire talisman array withstood this fatal blow, firmly blocking the point of cold light that condensed Yu Yanyang's life's work three inches outside Chen Fei's brow.
"not good!"
Yu Yanyang's sinister smile froze instantly, and disbelief flashed in his eyes. He never expected that the other party would have such a hidden trick up their sleeve, with so many high-level talismans.
That brief delay was fatal for him.
"Activate the formation!" Chen Fei's icy voice rang out calmly.
"Buzz!"
The chain formation descended completely, and the hazy Yin-Yang Collapse Force Field, like an invisible ancient mountain, crashed down, completely solidifying the space around Yu Yanyang.
The multicolored, five-element annihilation divine light transformed into a colossal wave, sweeping in from all directions and obliterating all life.
Countless condensed, almost tangible, sword energies of the Immortal Slaying Sword emitted ear-piercing shrieks, forming a destructive storm that swept in to annihilate everything in its path.
The Flaming Vermilion Bird let out a high-pitched phoenix cry, flapped its wings, and with the power to burn the heavens and boil the seas, pounced on Yu Yanyang.
In this moment, all escape routes and evasive maneuvers—above and below ground, in all directions—were completely blocked.
Yu Yanyang's eyes were bloodshot. He abandoned the steady and methodical strategy of breaking through the formation and chose a decapitation tactic, betting on a burst of speed and penetration.
The gamble is on the opponent's fragility, on the possibility of missing the target entirely, and on the possibility of using the Free and Easy Manual to escape thousands of miles away, or even directly penetrate the array wall.
But despite all his calculations, he never anticipated that this late-stage fifteenth-level array cultivator would possess such a large number of high-level talismans.
This mere stack of talismans blocked his attack and even held him in place for a moment, leaving him no time to escape.
Freedom transcends all laws!
Yu Yanyang roared fiercely, no longer caring about the consumption of energy. His innate demonic energy burned wildly as he tried to break free from the shackles of the Yin-Yang force field and resist the destructive attacks coming from all directions.
"Boom, boom, boom!"
The earth-shattering explosion completely engulfed Yu Yanyang.
The blinding light devoured everything, and a terrifying energy storm raged and roared.
Yu Yanyang's body was wreathed in demonic flames, and the protective demonic light around him shattered layer by layer like paper.
He coughed up a mouthful of dark red demonic blood mixed with fragments of internal organs, and was blasted away like a kite with a broken string, his aura instantly weakening to the extreme.
Despite the excruciating pain, Yu Yanyang used the force of the explosion to frantically activate the Free and Unfettered Scripture, his body becoming ethereal as he tried to break through the array barrier and escape.
Chen Fei looked ahead, formed a hand seal, and pointed in the direction where Yu Yanyang was flying backward.
"Chucky!"
In the void between Yu Yanyang and the array wall, countless earth vein spears, imbued with the earth's weight and the aura of deathly stillness, materialized out of thin air, their tips pointing directly at Yu Yanyang, sealing off all his possible escape routes.
At the same time, several more Immortal-Slaying Stars condensed in the sky, carrying an aura of destruction, and locked onto his aura.
Ahead, the God-Slaying Spear blocked the way; above, the Immortal-Slaying Star pressed down; and behind, the Five Elements Divine Light and Sword Qi swept in.
A true ambush from all sides!
Looking at the array wall so close to him, and then at the endless, deadly attacks surrounding him, Yu Yanyang's face flashed with extreme resentment and bitterness.
He knew he had lost, and that if he continued to struggle, he would only face death and follow in Pang Yan'en's footsteps.
"I surrender!"
With his last ounce of strength, Yu Yanyang hoarsely uttered those three words, his voice filled with endless humiliation.
"Buzz!"
As the rule was invoked, Yu Yanyang's severely injured body instantly blurred and disappeared.
At the same time, a total of one hundred and one primordial lotus seeds, radiating immense energy, condensed from the void and flew towards Chen Fei like a waterfall of light.
The accumulation of experience from killing thirty powerful individuals is indeed substantial.
Chen Fei flicked his sleeve, causing the lotus seeds to float to the side—three hundred and eighty-two in total. Only eighteen more were needed to reach the four hundred mark.
Outside the martial arts arena, within the demonic cultivator camp, there was a deathly silence.
In the demonic cultivator camp, three demonic cultivators stared solemnly at Chen Fei on the training ground. The appearance of a large number of talismans just now was unexpected not only by Yu Yanyang, but also by them.
The key is that those talismans are incredibly powerful, directly changing the course of the battle. Moreover, they don't know how many talismans Chen Fei still has, or to what extent they are powerful; these are all unknowns.
“Talismans…and in such quantity and of such quality…” Lian Guanlin’s gaze was profound. “This boy’s mastery of talismans is extraordinary, perhaps no less than his array formation skills.”
They cultivate both array formations and runes, and have reached such an astonishing level in both.
On the cultivators' side, Wu Fanyu, Fu Yinglan, and others, after their initial shock, were now filled with amazement.
Chen Fei's abilities have repeatedly overturned their perceptions.
On the training ground, Chen Fei glanced at the Origin Lotus Seed, then raised his gaze again to sweep over the three remaining demonic cultivators opposite him.
Ultimately, the spot fell on Shao Jinjin, the female demon cultivator who wore a pink gauze dress, had a charming appearance, and whose eyes exuded a pitiful charm.
"It's your turn!" Chen Fei's voice was flat, revealing no emotion whatsoever.
When Chen Fei called her name, Shao Jinjin's delicate body trembled slightly, and a pitiful look instantly appeared on her face.
She first glanced timidly at Chen Fei, but seeing his cold, unwavering gaze, she turned away with tears welling up and looked at Lian Guanlin and Wei Gao, the core members of the camp.
"Lord Lian..."
Shao Jinjin's voice was soft and sweet, with a hint of a sob, "The techniques I cultivate are skilled in charm and illusion, but when it comes to breaking through this kind of formation head-on, I am really... really powerless..."
Her words were half truth and half excuse.
Her martial arts style was indeed not suited for breaking through formations head-on, but she was by no means without any fighting power. However, after witnessing Pang Yan'en's tragic death and Yu Yanyang's crushing defeat, where did she find even the slightest courage to step onto the stage and fight?
Lian Guanlin's eyes quickly swept over Shao Jinjin's uneasy face before returning to Chen Fei, his mind racing.
At this moment, unless Shao Jinjin can defeat Chen Fei, regardless of whether she concedes defeat off the field or is defeated on the field, the number of Origin Lotus Seeds in Chen Fei's hands will exceed four hundred, and the possibility of Shao Jinjin defeating Chen Fei is almost non-existent.
Thinking of this, Lian Guanlin's eyes were filled with coldness: "Admit defeat."
Shao Jinjin's delicate body trembled, and she glanced resentfully at the figure in the green robe on the training ground.
“Yes…Lian Zun,” she replied softly. Then, she turned to the training ground and shouted, “I concede!”
"Buzz!"
The rules responded, a flash of light appeared, and Shao Jinjin's figure instantly became blurry and transparent, disappearing in the next moment, temporarily withdrawing from this battle in the heavens.
At the same time, fifty-seven primordial lotus seeds, radiating a soft glow, condensed from the void, tracing graceful arcs as they merged into the already dazzling lotus seed galaxy beside Chen Fei.
"Wow!"
The moment the fifty-seven lotus seeds merged, the total number of primordial lotus seeds floating around Chen Fei jumped to four hundred and thirty-nine.
Just as the total number of lotus seeds broke through the four hundred mark, the four hundred and thirty-nine primordial lotus seeds around Chen Fei seemed to be summoned by some invisible will and began to tremble violently.
Each lotus seed burst forth with an unprecedented, scorching, and pure light.
This light was not chaotic, but rather converged into a white pillar of light that shot straight into the highest point of the martial arts arena in the sky. Within the pillar of light, countless fine runes, imbued with the aura of ancient and solemn rules, flowed and faded.
A vast pressure of rules suddenly descended, enveloping the entire training ground, and even causing all beings above the fifteenth rank within the Demon Lotus Realm to sense it.
The next moment, on the back of Chen Fei's right hand, the void slightly distorted, and a mark with an ancient shape, a dark gold color, and blood-red patterns around its edges, solidified and slowly fell down.
Mark of Slaughter, complete!
At the same time, Chen Fei naturally understood the purpose and rules of this mark:
With this seal, one can disregard the opponent's wishes and forcibly initiate a killing duel against demonic cultivators at the late stage of the fifteenth rank or above, until death!
Once the mark is formed, it is directly bound.
Even if the number of original lotus seeds in hand is consumed or reduced later, the mark authority will still exist.
In other words, the power to kill is already in their hands.
Chen Fei looked down at the dark gold mark on the back of his hand. He had already seized the strategic initiative.
"This……"
At the edge of the training ground, Wu Fanyu, Fu Yinglan, and two others from the cultivator camp were startled by the sudden celestial phenomenon and the oppressive power of the rules, and their faces showed confusion.
They could sense the immense power of rules contained within the pillars of light and the markings, but they did not understand their specific meaning.
"Fellow Daoist Chen, this is..." Wu Fanyu couldn't help but ask telepathically, his eyes filled with inquiry.
Upon hearing this, Chen Fei slowly turned around, his gaze sweeping over his three companions. He pointed his fingers like a sword, gently touched his brow, and a wisp of divine light containing relevant rule information flew towards Wu Fanyu and the other two.
"This is the mark of slaughter!"
Chen Fei's voice was calm as he continued, "I have gathered four hundred Origin Lotus Seeds, which is recognized by the rules of this world. I can forcibly initiate a killing duel, summoning demonic cultivators of the late stage of the fifteenth rank or above, to fight to the death!"
The divine sense entered the body, and the information became clear instantly.
Wu Fanyu and the other two were all shaken, their eyes bursting with wild joy.
"A forced killing duel... a fight to the death..." Wu Fanyu's voice trembled with excitement.
"The situation is settled!" The sword cultivator carrying the sword box exclaimed, his eyes gleaming.
"Chen Fei!"
Fu Yinglan, a cultivator at the Heavenly Origin Dao Foundation stage, suddenly took a step forward, his aura surging, and his eyes burning with intense fighting spirit.
"You have performed extraordinary feats, repelling powerful enemies and seizing this power of killing."
Fu Yinglan's voice was deep and resonant as he looked at Chen Fei and said, "You should rest first and recover your mind. As for the two demonic cultivators on the other side, I will handle them!"
His gaze swept across Lian Guanlin and Wei Gao opposite him, and he continued:
"Since you have this ability to force killing, you should make good use of it. There is no need to fight to the death with these two top demonic cultivators."
"After you descend, you can use this seal to hunt down those ordinary demonic cultivators at the late stage and peak of the fifteenth rank within the Demon Lotus Realm. With the power of your formation, hunting them down should be a piece of cake. You can eliminate them at the fastest speed, fundamentally reversing the balance of power between us and the enemy."
Fu Yinglan's thinking was crystal clear; this was the optimal solution.
He, a cultivator at the Heavenly Origin Dao Foundation level, was able to hold back Lian Guanlin and Wei Gao, the strongest members of the demonic cultivator faction.
Chen Fei, relying on his killing mark, cleared the area outside. This division of labor and cooperation maximized the strategic value of Chen Fei's newly acquired abilities, ultimately leading to a complete victory in the Demon Lotus Realm war.
"Humph!"
A cold, mocking, and malicious voice suddenly broke the brief silence; it was the demonic cultivator Wei Gao.
A twisted smile played on his lips as he stared intently at Chen Fei, his tone filled with provocation and disdain:
"Young man, you've been so arrogant and domineering all this time. You killed Pang Yan'en and defeated Yu Yanyang with just a tortoise shell formation. How impressive! What? Now that you've collected enough lotus seeds and gained some advantage, you're thinking of backing down? You only dare to pick on the weak?"
Upon hearing this, Fu Yinglan's aura surged, locking onto Wei Gao. "Chen Fei, there's no need to pay attention to such a clumsy attempt to provoke me."
Chen Fei turned his head, calmly meeting Wei Gao's malicious gaze, his face showing no anger whatsoever.
The demonic cultivator Wei Gao gave Chen Fei an extremely illusory feeling, as if he didn't exist, but in terms of threat level, he was only second to that demonic cultivator at the Tianyuan Dao Foundation.
"What you just said, is that you want to fight with me, Chen?" Chen Fei's voice was not loud, but it penetrated the barrier of space with exceptional clarity and entered Wei Gao's ears.
The question was asked casually, yet the calm it contained was more unsettling than any angry roar. It was a superior scrutiny of the provocateur born of absolute confidence.
Kui Gao felt a sudden, inexplicable unease under that calm gaze, but it was quickly replaced by a more intense ferocity. His sinister smile twisted even more, his eyes flashing with a venomous light, and he hissed:
"A fight?"
He took a sudden step forward, his body surging with eerie demonic energy as if alive. His voice rose sharply, filled with chilling killing intent and disdain: "I want to... kill you!"
These words were like a thunderclap, yet, faced with this extremely blunt threat of death, the cold sneer on Chen Fei's face only intensified.
Chen Fei raised his right hand, and the dark gold killing mark on the back of his hand, which had just condensed and was exuding an ominous and majestic aura, suddenly burst out with a monstrous blood light, as if a sleeping ancient beast had suddenly awakened!
"boom!"
Suspended around Chen Fei, the 439 primordial lotus seeds, which shone like a galaxy, trembled violently, as if ignited by invisible flames, instantly bursting forth with indescribable boundless energy and dazzling brilliance!
"Buzz, boom, boom!"
The mark of slaughter shone brightly, and blood-red light shot into the sky!
Originally, the mark permission could only be used for forced remote duels between cultivators of varying cultivation levels outside the training grounds, but under the influence of the astonishing power contained in these four hundred lotus seeds, it underwent a change.
A towering crimson pillar of light, thicker and more solid than ever before, exuding the aura of the rules of life and death, seemed to have appeared out of thin air.
Ignoring all distance and obstacles, it crashed down from the highest point of the sky, the source of all rules, completely enveloping Wei Gao, whose expression had changed slightly in the opposing camp!
Forced life-or-death decision!
At this moment, in this place, it was forcibly activated in an unconventional way.
Kui Gao's sinister smile froze instantly, and his pupils contracted sharply to the size of pinpoints.
(End of this chapter)