The Sacred Ruins

Chu Feng’s kicks landed more than once at the scene of the duel. The next kick landed squarely on the Deity Race Saint Luo Hong’s head, making him roar and growl in thunderous rage.

Luo Hong’s was badly bruised and as his mouth was filled with blood as he staggered backward.

This was simply too humiliating. As a saint, he was struck heavily on approach. Nobody would dare believe that, let alone he himself.

But this really did happen. In front of everyone, Chu Feng had soared in the air at an incredible speed and gave him two kicks.

Only Luo Hong himself knew what had just happened. Chu Feng’s had just unleashed his unrivaled painting scroll in its special form. It had just unleashed a frightening power and actually sealed this place off—it was as though space had been locked down and time had been frozen—he was unable to move an inch.

Thus, Luo Hong wasn’t able to retaliate after being hit by the two consecutive kicks and almost fell right there and then.

He staggered back with a mouth overflowing with blood. It was only then that he managed to break a certain balance—and that was the result of arduous struggling.

With a bang, it appeared as though a broken universe had emerged behind Luo Hong. Numerous weapons started glowing one after another, each piercing through a planet. He had immediately revealed his unrivaled painting scroll for self-protection.

It was truly too dangerous just then. To think that Chu Feng had very nearly succeeded, he couldn’t help but feel a chill in his heart.

Chu Feng was fairly regretful at this moment. He had a feeling that this place was entirely a spiritual form. He tried using his own painting scroll and found that he could use it.

However, that painting required blood and qi as its canvas, and the spirit as its paint. But there was only spirit here, so the paintings turned out a little special.

At that very moment, he realized something. The spiritual painting scroll seemed to have touched the empty void in an instant, taking a step into infinity, and immediately sealing off a small region. That was why the sudden attack had succeeded.

It was just that Luo Hong was quite, unfortunately, a saint and his body was frighteningly strong and firm. Despite being a spiritual body, his physical body cultivation at the moment was at such a level.

That was why he hadn’t died despite the severe head injury and still managed to withstand the damage.

If it were any other person, Chu Feng would have definitely kicked his head off a long time ago and blasted him apart completely!

Merely the first contact had ignited the entire starry skies. He was a saint, and yet he had been wounded by a powerful strike from an expert of the younger generation.

Beyond Earth and in the middle of the starry skies, many people were in an uproar as they watched on intently.

The platform was rather quiet. Soon enough, the sound of heavy breathing was heard. Even spiritual forms would produce this kind of sound and were no different from an actual body.

The long blonde hair of the Deity race’s saint danced about as he took in big gulps of the flowing energy nearby. His body burst out with divine radiance from head to toe, and all the pores on his body formed of spirit became relaxed, taking in vast amounts of energy.

He was circulating the Deity Breathing Technique. His body became boundlessly resplendent like a true god, and the aura around him became increasingly terrifying.

He had lost out earlier, but he wasn’t irritated, nor did he get angry. Instead, he became even calmer and used the Deity Breathing Technique to adjust the state of his body.

On the side, Chu Feng was also circulating the Robbery Induction Breathing Technique. His entire body was covered in white fog like a banished immortal descending to the mortal world. It was barely visible, but his body was sturdy and possessed a distinct air of immortality.

*Boom!*

The two of them erupted at the very next moment. They were as fast as lightning and moved like explosive thunderbolts splitting the sky apart, then abruptly crashed into each other.

Boom!

It really seemed like the world was crumbling. The speed, violence, and overbearingness of this attack were like a blazing meteorite breaking through the atmosphere that rammed into the earth.

All of a sudden, the stars exploded, and the ground caved in. A tsunami rose high into the sky, and lava devastated the land.

The duel between them was too violent. The glow they unleashed illuminated the entire battlefield. Torrential energy beams surged up like the intense flames of hell wreaking havoc on the human world.

Thereafter, they were like two flashes of tangled lightning as they punched at lightning speed.

All kinds of brilliant techniques were displayed therein.

In the fierce clash, energy poured down amidst the dazzling radiance, and the frightening waves of spiritual energy shook many people.

Swoosh!

The two of them parted. This time, they looked serious and gasped with even greater ferocity—it sounded practically thunderous. That was the circulation of ultimate breathing techniques.

Their spiritual forms were breathing, and this level was greater than that of the physical body.

Crackle!

Sparks lingered upon Luo Hong’s nostrils and, much like in a myth, lightning flashed around him every time he respired. All kinds of visual phenomena appeared—the roaring thunder, the surging ocean, and the raging waves crashing against the shore.

Chi, chi, chi!

In the midst of the surrounding ocean, a type of golden divine lotus bloomed and radiated a frightening glow.

Such a method made many people draw in a breath of cold air. Because this wasn’t just a simple wondrous technique but a combination of secret methods and one’s spiritual form. It was comparable to their own painting scrolls.

This kind of scene made people feel apprehensive.

That was because this kind of trick would only work when one’s realm was polished to perfection. Only experts who had reached a certain level would possess such a technique.

This was like being able to conjure other supplementary painting scrolls in addition to one’s own. The visions were astonishing, and their might was terrifying.

“Kill!”

Sure enough, Luo Hong was looking to deal a killing blow. Behind him were various kinds of weapons and a ravaged universe. This was his main painting scroll used to counter Chu Feng’s heavenly diagram.

Meanwhile, the painting with rolling oceans, thunderous lightning, and countless golden lotuses were also rushing out at the same time.

“Boom!”

Chu Feng made no attempt to conceal the painting scroll emerging behind him. As usual, he was searching for that kind of feeling in a bid to confine the enemy.

At the same time, ninety revolving coarse stone balls blasted toward the front accompanied by the surging energy beams. He didn’t shoot them all, however, and still retained ten of them.

Buzzz!

The void shook as the ninety coarse stone balls swelled up one after the other mid-air. They formed stars and filled the air with an incomparable dread.

Some stars transformed into a gold sun shining with glorious divine radiance. Some stars overflowed with sword intent as a million blades rumbled. There were also those with divine vines hanging off of them, crackling with electricity…

This was also a supplementary painting scroll. It didn’t reveal the true secrets of top-hundred stars, but it was frightening merely with this kind of power.

Energy explosion!

Both their main and secondary painting scrolls clashed in this area. Their spiritual forms were released and formed a land of ruin as though a galaxy had been ignited.

Bang, bang, bang…

A series of great explosions shook this spiritual world. Leaping flames, rampant thunder, and rolling lava—different kinds of terrifying sights unfolded.

In the end, the two of them were flung backward, their chests heaving greatly as they took deep breaths and stared at one another.

There was absolute silence among the stars. That was a saint right there from the Deity race no less, but he actually wasn’t able to gain the upper hand in this exchange. They were evenly matched.

It was impossible to not be shocked!

At that very moment, there were heavenly diagrams spread out behind both Chu Feng and Luo Hong. Unfortunately, the lack of blood and qi meant that each painting scroll wasn’t considered entirely complete. There were some defects.

Because, with no physical body, there was no blood and qi paper—only spiritual energy paint.

So, they didn’t casually use the heavenly diagram to attack. Most of the time, it was used to shield their bodies.

But this was also sufficiently powerful. The heavenly diagram protected them and made them increasingly terrifying. Their radiance was dazzling like two exploding suns.

Boom! Rumble!

Brilliance surged upon their bodies as energy fluctuated with great intensity. The sound they emitted was like thunder, and that was just their normal aura being released!

“Testing is over. Enough!” At this moment, Luo Hong cried out and his aura rose sharply. As it turned out, he could still raise his fighting power.

His fist seals changed, and in that instant, he was completely bent over like a true dragon arching its body, ready to charge forth any time at the speed of light. His momentum was frightening.

In reality, that really was what happened. His vertebrae crackled as his body bent over completely and sprang out abruptly like a true dragon on the hunt.

There was no auspiciousness and peace expected of a dragon coming into being—only viciousness, darkness, bloodthirst, and power. He seemed like a dragon arching its body then leaping forth to kill its prey.

“Infernal Black Dragon!”

In the sky, some people were so stunned that their breathing became hurried and their pupils shrank as they drew in a breath of cold air.

“Hell, the forbidden land. There have been unfortunate cases where entering saints were devoured by hellish ants at the entrance soon after entering. According to reports, there are Infernal Black Dragons waiting in the deepest parts. Luo Hong actually obtained the true form of an Infernal Black Dragon and even managed to comprehend it. This is simply too terrifying!”

People were naturally astonished. At the mention of a dragon, whose expression wouldn’t change? Especially the creatures from hell, they were even more unfathomable.

*Bang!*

Both Chu Feng’s legs were rooted to the ground and both his hands were vibrating endlessly. He was imitating the opponent’s movements while adjusting the rhythm of his energy pulsations. He was using the resonance technique.

To a saint, Chu Feng’s wondrous arts and methods were quite simple because he had studied only a few things. Compared to these old monsters, he was severely lacking in martial arts.

But he firmly believed that a wondrous art would become a divine technique when orchestrated to its pinnacle—a forbidden secret technique. He hadn’t learned a lot, so he might as well focus on one thing.

*Bang!*

The area trembled irregularly. At first, it was nothing, but then as the two of them came into contact, the tremors grew increasingly violent and shocking. Thereafter, a chain reaction formed.

Aou…

A dragon’s roar erupted as Luo Hong straightened up his bent posture and raised his head like the black dragon. The dark, ghastly aura was pushed to the peak, and black scales appeared all around. It seemed as though he had become a human-shaped black dragon.

In actuality, those scales were created by energy. It was an expression of his secret technique being pushed toward the very summit. His might suddenly increased.

At the same time, Chu Feng’s body trembled and his fist shook. He made contact with the human-shaped black dragon amidst a loud rumble.

Bang!

The void seemed to be caving in as a frightening glow lingered between the two of them.

“Roar…”

The black dragon raised its head and let out another long roar.

This exceptionally brilliant technique came across an obstacle. Under the resonance technique, the black scales on Luo Hong’s body cracked open and started falling off despite him being in his spiritual form. Surprisingly, blood also flowed like a real body of flesh, revealing the true extent of his wound.

Clearly, Luo Hong had been wounded.

But he wasn’t afraid. At this moment, he was calm and composed as ever. “Die!” he yelled.

He took the initiative to let the black dragon crumble. The dark light rose dramatically, and the black scales danced in the skies. The Infernal Black Dragon disappeared amidst a surge of dazzling golden light.

A golden figure appeared on the spot like a god descending upon the mortal realm!

In actuality, this was his own ability as a member of the Deity race. It was considered an unequaled inheritance of the orthodoxy.

In the distance, many people were watching carefully with tense expressions. Because they had heard that Deity race was extremely proud and that, when they used their supreme techniques, they would often require blood sacrifices. They had to use their race’s true form as a sacrificial object and a primer to draw out their own abilities.

Earlier, when he activated the Infernal Black Dragon Form, he was carrying out such a deviant sacrifice. He would then use it as a primer to draw out the “Deity Descent” inheritance.

“Chu Feng, hang in there. This is a fight with which you will rise to godhood and fame!” cried some people on the Origin Beast Platform.

“Hmph! It’ll be a complete massacre after the Deity race’s unrivaled inheritance appears!” others laughed.

“Luo Hong is a saint, so he’s already polished this realm to perfection. He’s not someone Luo Yi can compare with. It can only be a massacre since they’ve even pulled out such a trick.”

The expressions on everyone’s faces changed as they stared at the scene.

Was this Chu Feng’s battle for godhood? Or would it be one in which Luo Hong would blot out the sky and throttle the genius? Everyone stared on with immense nervousness and bated breaths.