novelHumiliated One After Another
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The speed of Yang Feng, who had turned into a three-kilometer-tall giant, immediately increased explosively. Every step he took shook the sea, triggering endless rumbling.
Countless blood waves surged into the distance.
"That is the Celestial Demon Tyrannical Body Art's Celestial Demon Manifestation!"
"I heard that one can execute this Secret Technique only after reaching the ninth layer. This Yang Feng is truly deserving of being a Heavenly Eagle Castle true inheritor."
When the many Demonic Dao cultivators at the shore of the sea of blood saw Yang Feng turn three kilometers tall, they were all startled.
Initially, these Demonic Dao cultivators thought that, after Xiao Chen killed the Heavenly Eagle Castle core disciples at lightning speed, he would be able to leave using his Movement Technique.
However, who could have imagined that Yang Feng was actually this strong? To think that he had managed to cultivate his Celestial Demon Tyrannical Body Art to the ninth layer.
Despite Yang Feng enlarging into a three-kilometer-tall giant, his Movement Technique did not weaken at all.
Instead, he became even more ferocious, and his speed increased significantly.
In mere moments, Yang Feng caught up to Xiao Chen, who had gotten far away. It was truly horrifying.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
Thunderous sounds rang out behind Xiao Chen. With every step Yang Feng took, the blazing sea of blood shook intensely. It was like the entire world was spinning. Even space seemed somewhat disordered.
In reality, this was not Xiao Chen's misperception.
Actually, the surrounding space was affected. After Yang Feng's body turned into that of a three-kilometer-tall giant, the horrifying Celestial Demon Tyrannical Body Art continued circulating endlessly, wildly plundering the power of everything in the world.
The ability to plunder power increased greatly. Now, Yang Feng was like an ancient ferocious beast, affecting the natural order of the world.
"Die!"
Yang Feng leaped up ferociously and clenched his fist. The fist wind pressed down on Xiao Chen like a mountain.
The fist was as large as a small mountain. When it descended, a huge shadow encased Xiao Chen.
It was like the world turned pitch-black. Even when stretching out one's hand, one would not be able to see one's fingers.
Dodge!
While controlling the Thunder Dao's Great Dao Energy, Xiao Chen infused the Great Dao Energy and his Veritable Essence Energy into his left foot.
Then, Xiao Chen's foot pressed gently on the surging sea of blood. The sea of blood seemed like a marshmallow. When his foot pressed down, the surrounding fifty kilometers sank.
"Boom!" The sea of blood did not have enough time to bounce back up before Yang Feng's fist shattered it.
Amid loud noises, the sea of blood surged even more violently.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
Every frenzied attack of Yang Feng's contained an extremely horrifying force.
An ordinary early-stage Star Venerate probably would not be able to endure even a punch from the currently berserk giant.
Before this storm of attacks, which split the sea of blood apart, Xiao Chen was like a nimble little bird. He flitted about in the rain of blazing blood, not letting a single fist land on him.
As long as Xiao Chen got struck, even if it were a glancing blow, he would fall here.
Yang Feng's attacks were simply too horrifying. Furthermore, his might continued to climb.
Even Xiao Chen did not dare to clash head-on with him at this moment.
As Xiao Chen dodged, his comprehension of the Thunder Dragon Steps slowly deepened. After he grasped the rhythm, he found the attacks increasingly easier to deal with. He moved about nimbly, evading like the wind.
"He dodged!"
Yang Feng's stormlike barrage startled all who saw it. However, under such a harsh environment, Xiao Chen managed to deal with the onslaught.
It was hard to imagine that Xiao Chen was only a Major Primal Core Venerate.
Suddenly, everyone saw a strange scene. Xiao Chen, who had been dodging, suddenly turned around and punched at the three-kilometer-tall giant.
"Whoosh!"
Everyone broke out in cold sweat at the startling sight.
The Celestial Demon Tyrannical Body Art made one increasingly ferocious. As time went by, the attacks became more horrifying.
Right now, even a Holy Venerate would have to dodge Yang Feng's attacks. To think that Xiao Chen wanted to clash head-on.
"Brat, you are seeking death."
"When things reach an extreme, they can only move in the opposite direction. Pure Yin will not survive; things that are overly hard are brittle. Do you think that you can still maintain it after fighting for so long? Stop pretending! Scram!"
Xiao Chen smiled coldly. He had studied the Celestial Demon Tyrannical Body Art.
He knew that such a demonic Cultivation Technique could not circulate continuously. Otherwise, one would end up exploding.
Now, it was already time for Yang Feng to stop circulating the demonic Cultivation Technique.
"Damn it!"
Seeing Xiao Chen charge over without any fear, Yang Feng felt incredibly frustrated.
Yang Feng simply could not figure out why Xiao Chen's eyes looked so evil.
As Yang Feng saw Xiao Chen approach, he roared and moved back hastily. His physical body recovered its original size, and his aura plummeted.
It was at this moment, when Yang Feng reverted, that Xiao Chen's fist light landed on Yang Feng's chest.
Yin and Yang of the world, everlasting primal chaos!
The two pools of Veritable Essence Energies in the 9-Star Primal Core circulated wildly. Two difficult auras continuously revolved around Xiao Chen as he punched.
The Demonic Qi Veritable Essence Energy and Spiritual Energy Veritable Essence Energy mixed and suddenly exploded.
It was not over yet. The moment the two Veritable Essence Energies burst forth, Xiao Chen activated thirty percent of his Azure Dragon bloodline's might. He brought out his Divine Dragon War Body, and his Dragon Might increased, allowing him to unleash twenty Cauldron Force.
The first wave of explosions shattered the reverted Yang Feng's defenses. Then, twenty Cauldron Force landed on Yang Feng's body.
"Dang!"
The dragon-patterned cauldrons trembled, and an ancient, savage aura spread out everywhere. Dragon Might shook the surroundings.
Yang Feng vomited a mouthful of blood as he went flying back like a meteor and crashed at the seaside.
The immensity of this strength was simply terrifying.
"The Heavenly Eagle Castle is only so-so!"
Xiao Chen smiled faintly and spread his arms wide. The lightning dragons revolved around him, moving proudly above the vast sea of blood.
After being schemed against by Xiao Chen, Yang Feng heard this; he became so frustrated that he vomited blood again.
The other cultivators at the shore had already made themselves scarce. They did not dare to approach Yang Feng at this moment.
A true inheritor of the Heavenly Eagle Castle ended up so pathetically injured like this. Who knew how angry he would be?
"Hey! Isn't this Brother Yang? What's wrong? Your smile looks very unsightly. Did you accidentally eat dog shit?"
Just at this moment, unpleasant mockery rang out.
A handsome but sinister-looking youth led a group of people over with large strides.
This was Ou Zhenyun, a Fantasy Cloud Sect disciple second only to Xiahou Xuan, the strongest Fantasy Cloud Sect true inheritor.
The nearby people were all startled by another ruthless person's arrival.
The Fantasy Cloud Sect and the Heavenly Eagle Castle had never gotten along. Now that Ou Zhenyun saw Yang Feng's dejected expression, he could not help mocking Yang Feng.
"Haha! Senior Brother Ou, that might really be true. The people of the Heavenly Eagle Castle like eating. Ferocious beast corpses or cultivator corpses, they eat them all without concerns. Who knows, he might really have eaten dog shit."
"That's right. Why else would his expression be so unsightly?"
The group of Fantasy Cloud Sect disciples had Ou Zhenyun supporting them. They did not fear the severely injured Yang Feng.
"Ou Zhenyun, you think that you can humiliate me just because I am injured, trying to bully a defeated person!"
After suffering several setbacks, Yang Feng, who was sprawled on the ground, vomited blood again. Then, he roared and charged at Ou Zhenyun.
"You overestimate yourself."
Ou Zhenyun smiled coldly. Facing Yang Feng's extremely ferocious punch, he actually did not do anything.
"Bang!"
Yang Feng's fist landing on Ou Zhenyun's chest produced a dull 'thud. Yang Feng cried out in pain, revealing an extremely horrified expression. He could not resist punching with his left hand as well, resulting in another dull 'thud.
The rebound shook the bones in both arms, shattering them and temporarily crippling Yang Feng.
"This Essence Attracting Treasure Armor that I, your father, refined was specially designed to deal with you mad dogs from the Heavenly Eagle Castle. Today, you're the first to taste it!" Ou Zhenyu smiled wickedly, looking very malevolent.
[TL Note: Quick reminder, addressing oneself as your father, grandfather, or any other senior member of another's family is a form of arrogance or contempt for another. ]
Ou Zhenyu waved his hand, and a ghost pennant appeared in his right hand. Then, he gently shook it.
Resentful souls howled and ghosts shrieked. A thousand-legged centipede with extremely dense Demonic Qi flew out of the ghost pennant. As it swayed, it chased after the retreating Yang Feng.
Yang Feng felt extremely regretful. Dragging his crippled arms, he fled for his life in a sorry state.
"Hahaha! Senior Brother, look at him now. He is really like a dog."
Upon seeing Yang Feng running away with drooping arms, the Fantasy Cloud Sect disciples all started laughing loudly.
Ou Zhenyun looked very cocky. He felt great in his heart when he saw that he managed to push Yang Feng to this extent. He smiled and said, "Yang Feng, you better scram far away when you see me in the future."
"Come, let's hurry to that large continent. The Myriad Holy Temple of the past was destroyed there, so there must be a great opportunity on that continent. Now that I have the Essence Attracting Treasure Armor, I will definitely kill everyone around."
Ou Zhenyun was very ambitious. As he controlled the thousand-legged centipede, he carried the Fantasy Cloud Sect disciples over the sea of blood.
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