Chapter 874
Defeating the Immortals of the Realm
Zhao Feng sneered and exerted force in his palm, "What do you have to seal me with?"
boom!
The forbidden talisman exploded on the spot.
Immediately afterwards, Zhao Feng stepped in front of him and slashed horizontally with his palm.
puff!
Meng Hao's body was severed at the chest.
The lingering light of the Nine Forbidden Seals of Demons surged out from the broken opening, attempting to reshape the physical body.
Zhao Feng pressed down with his palm.
The power of primordial chaos was poured into Meng Hao's body, suppressing his primordial spirit, destiny, and the legacy of sealing demons.
Meng Hao's aura dissipated.
In the distance, Bai Xiaochun's hand holding the pot trembled slightly.
"It's over."
After Meng Hao's death, another section of the Myriad Realms King Map went dark.
The projection belonging to the world of mountains and seas began to collapse.
Vast areas of the sea dried up, mountains fractured, and finally turned into gray light that dissipated into the depths of the scroll.
Fang Yuan wiped the blood from his mouth, his expression no longer calm.
Su Ming stared at the spot where Meng Hao had disappeared, his chest heaving rapidly.
He and Wang Lin plotted against Zhao Feng, thinking that with the Myriad Realms King Map, the Creation Divine Pill given by Fang Han, and nearly twenty powerful figures in charge, even if they couldn't kill Zhao Feng, they could force him to submit.
But now, Wang Lin is dead.
Meng Hao is dead.
The remaining powerful members of the Immortal Rebellion lineage were also beaten to a pulp.
Things have spiraled out of control.
Li Qiye flew back from afar, the light emanating from his Prison Suppressing Divine Body dimming slightly.
He spat out a mouthful of blood and gritted his teeth as he asked, "Zhao Feng, are you really going to kill everyone?"
Zhao Feng turned around, sneering repeatedly, "You didn't intend to leave me alive just now."
Li Qiye said in a low, deep voice, "That was orchestrated by Wang Lin!"
Zhao Feng laughed, "You didn't hesitate for a second when you made your move."
Li Qiye did not argue further.
He raised his hand and took out the coffin.
The black coffin lid opened, and the rules of death poured out, sweeping into the coffin all the shattered corpses, remnants of souls, and fragments of weapons that Zhao Feng had destroyed.
"Gentlemen, if you continue to hold back your tricks, none of us will leave here today!"
Li Qiye growled.
The coffin shook, and ancient corpses crawled out of it.
Each ancient corpse retained a portion of its power from its lifetime, and, pierced by the rules of death, lunged at Zhao Feng.
Fang Yuan no longer held back.
The Dao traces within the Supreme Immortal's body erupted in a chaotic burst.
The Primordial Sword Dragon Transformation rises once more.
This time, he did not manifest a massive dragon body, but instead compressed the power of the sword dragon into his human body.
Five fingers, a fist-shaped sword, a waterfall of ten thousand thoughts, and a flying blade of time all converged in his palm at the same time.
Bai Xiaochun shouted at the top of his lungs, "You guys hold on, I'll make you a big one!"
He tossed the tortoise-patterned pot into the air, and a dark light burst forth from the bottom of the pot.
The combined forces of the Celestial Soul, the Humble Cultivation Technique, and the Watery Kingdom caused thick white steam to rise from the pot.
The billowing white mist actually produced temporary explosive pills.
Each pill was extremely agitated, and began to expand as soon as it took shape.
Bai Xiaochun's face turned green. "Don't blow me up! Don't blow me up! Go blow him up!"
With a wave of his hand, hundreds of explosive pills flew towards Zhao Feng.
Luo Feng, Qin Yu, and Lin Lei also managed to stabilize their injuries.
Luo Feng's golden-horned behemoth shrank, concentrating all its power in its claws.
Qin Yu activated the Meteor Tear, and the wound on his chest visibly healed, and the starry world lit up again.
Lin Lei infused the power of the Supreme God into the Dragonblood Warrior's body, and the Purple Blood Divine Sword straightened up once more.
Su Ming stood at the back.
He held a fragment of the Seed of Annihilation in his palm, and his aura began to weaken.
He was actually burning away his own destiny.
"Zhao Feng."
Su Ming's voice was hoarse, "If I don't kill you today, no one will be able to control you in the future."
Zhao Feng stepped forward, "You talk as if you can control me now."
The words were spoken.
The horde of ancient corpses had already rushed close.
The first ancient corpse raised its claw to grab.
Zhao Feng punched through its chest.
The bones of the corpse were blown apart.
The second, third, and fourth statues pounced in succession.
Zhao Feng did not avoid it.
He moved straight forward, unleashing a barrage of punches, elbows, knees, and shoulders.
Each time it came into contact with the ancient corpse, it was smashed into pieces.
The rules of death within the coffin tried to erode his physical body, but were decomposed by the microscopic world as soon as they penetrated his skin.
Li Qiye's expression grew increasingly grim.
The coffin was his most important artifact.
But in front of Zhao, those ancient corpses couldn't even delay.
Bai Xiaochun's explosive pill group has arrived.
Hundreds of explosive pills exploded simultaneously around Zhao Feng.
Boom boom boom boom!
Various bizarre medicinal effects erupted.
Some corroded magical power, some paralyzed the soul, some disrupted the flow of qi and blood, and a few even emitted a pungent stench, causing Ye Fan, who was far away, to frown.
Bai Xiaochun covered her nose and shouted, "I didn't do this on purpose!"
Zhao Feng walked out from the center of the explosion, brushed the dust off his shoulder, and looked into the distance. "Bai Xiaochun."
Bai Xiaochun froze, "I was wrong!"
Zhao Feng stomped his foot and charged directly at Bai Xiaochun.
Zhao Feng understood.
Don't let Bai Xiaochun's seemingly harmless appearance fool you; he's actually incredibly cunning, employing all sorts of bizarre and unorthodox methods.
Fang Yuan blocked their way.
The Myriad Thoughts Sword Waterfall descended from the sky, with billions of sword thoughts pressing down into a thin line, slicing towards Zhao Feng's neck.
The flying blade of time followed closely behind, slashing towards Zhao Feng's waist and abdomen.
Zhao Feng grabbed upwards with his palm.
He held the thin thread of sword thought in his palm.
The sword intent sliced through the skin, splattering out a few drops of blood.
Fang Yuan's heart skipped a beat.
It can hurt him!
But the next moment, those few drops of blood rolled back into Zhao Feng's body, and the wound closed.
Zhao Feng pulled hard with his palm.
He pulled the Myriad Thoughts Sword Waterfall down from the sky and slammed it back at the Time Flying Blade.
When the two collide, fragments of time fly everywhere.
Fang Yuan retreated rapidly, unleashing a series of five-finger fist-heart sword strikes.
Zhao Feng charged forward, facing the flashing sword.
A sword flash pierced his shoulder, but was caught in his muscles.
A flash of sword light grazed his chest, leaving only a shallow mark.
The remaining three were shattered by Zhao Feng.
Fang Yuan had barely landed when Zhao Feng was already upon him.
A fist slammed into Fang Yuan's face.
The protective seal against the current rises again.
Zhao Feng flipped his wrist and pointed his fingertip at the weak spot on the side of the protective seal.
The world of 840 million microparticles shook simultaneously.
The protective seal was shaken off course.
Zhao Feng's knee slammed into Fang Yuan's abdomen.
Fang Yuan's body lifted off the ground, his back bent.
Zhao Feng grabbed his shoulder and slammed him down hard.
boom!
Fang Yuan smashed through a broken projection of a demonic realm, causing the demonic energy to explode and the entire illusory world to collapse on the spot.
Fang Yuan tried to get up, but Zhao Feng stepped on his chest.
The various Dao traces within the Supreme Immortal's body frantically repelled external forces, but were crushed inch by inch by Zhao Feng's kick.
"Fang Yuan, you've schemed a lot." Zhao Feng increased the pressure on his feet, "but you lack strength. The more you scheme, the more ridiculous it becomes."
Fang Yuan gripped Zhao Feng's ankles with both hands, and the phantom image of the Spring and Autumn Cicada reappeared.
He wanted to use time rewind to buy himself more time.
Ideally, we could go back to before Wang Lin was killed!
As the nascent primordial universe within Zhao Feng's body shifted, the time fluctuations of the Spring and Autumn Cicada were swallowed up.
Fang Yuan's sternum collapsed, and blood gushed from his mouth.
Upon seeing this, Bai Xiaochun grabbed the tortoise-patterned pot and ran.
He ran very seriously.
When the Turtle Breathing Technique is pushed to its limit, the figure shrinks and the breath almost disappears.
Zhao Feng raised his hand and grabbed.
The space above Bai Xiaochun's head collapsed on the spot.
"Hey! Don't grab my pot!"
Bai Xiaochun was dragged back, clinging tightly to the tortoise-patterned pot with both hands.
Zhao Feng slammed his fist into the bottom of the pot.
when!
A bell-like sound resounded throughout the King's Map space.
Bai Xiaochun was thrown away along with the pot, crashing into Xiao Yan and Lin Dong.
The seal on Xiao Yan's body was loosened by the aftershocks, and he was finally able to speak, "Bai Xiaochun, you're pretty resilient."
Bai Xiaochun lay in the pot, almost crying with grievance, "Big brother, spare me!"
Zhao Feng did not pursue Bai Xiaochun any further.
Because Su Ming's destiny has been fulfilled.
The entire space suddenly became viscous.
Countless gray lines appeared from all directions, not wrapping around Zhao Feng's physical body, but wrapping around the traces of his existence.
Every punch, every step, every energy fluctuation in the past has been captured by the Destiny Technique. Su Ming raised his hand, his five fingers forming a claw, "Destiny Burial".
The gray lines are tightened.
Many tiny cracks appeared on Zhao Feng's body.
This is a fatalistic strike, bypassing the physical body and pointing directly to the root of existence.
Li Qiye seized the opportunity and opened the coffin completely.
The rules of death transformed into a black tide, crashing towards Zhao Feng.
Luo Feng, Qin Yu, and Lin Lei also made their moves at the same time.
Claw of the Beast God.
Giant Hand of Stars.
Elemental Sword Wheel.
Five powerful figures attacked from both sides.
Zhao Feng finally stopped.
He looked up and spread his arms.
The Divine Elephant Suppressing Prison Force was activated to its maximum extent!
His bones throbbed, and every microscopic world within his body lit up.
Buzz!
The gray thread of destiny snapped.
The black tide of death was shaken apart.
The Beast God's Claw landed on his left shoulder, its tip breaking off.
The giant hand of stars pressed down on his head, but he held it up with one hand.
The elemental sword wheel slashed toward his waist, but he kicked it to pieces.
Zhao Feng grabbed Luo Feng's forepaw and twisted his body to throw him away.
The massive body of the golden-horned behemoth crashed into Qin Yu.
The starry world behind Qin Yu was churned up by the impact, and he coughed up blood and staggered backward.
Lin Lei charged forward, sword in hand.
Zhao Feng turned around and his fist landed on the spine of the Purple Blood Divine Sword.
The sword bent, and Lin Lei's tiger's mouth exploded.
Zhao Feng's second punch landed on Lin Lei's abdomen.
The Dragonblood Warrior form was knocked back, with large pieces of its scales flying off its back.
Su Ming's face was so pale it was almost transparent.
Zhao Feng walked towards him.
With each step taken, a piece of the gray thread of destiny breaks.
Su Ming raised his hand and once again condensed the fragments of the Seed of Annihilation.
"Extinction of life."
The fragment flew out and pierced Zhao Feng's forehead.
Zhao Feng did not dodge.
He reached out and grabbed the fragment.
Clench your palms together.
click!
The last fragment of lifelessness shattered.
Su Ming swayed.
Zhao Feng raised his palm and pressed it against the top of his head, "You should go and keep Wang Lin company."
boom!
Su Ming's physical body exploded.
The last gray light of the Destiny Technique tried to escape, but Zhao Feng grabbed it back and crushed it into nothingness.
Su Ming has fallen!
Fang Yuan lay in the distance, struggling to recover.
Li Qiye gripped the coffin tightly, his face ashen.
The remaining remnants of the Ancient Dao Grand Celestial Venerable, the Old Man of Extinction, and the Twin Grand Celestial Venerables in the world of Immortal Against the Gods all moved simultaneously.
They did not attack Zhao Feng.
Instead, it rushed towards the edge of the Myriad Realms King Map.
The old man who had been extinct roared.
"Open the map!"
They wanted to escape.
Zhao Feng turned his head. "Did I say you were leaving?"
He took a step forward and gave chase.
At the edge of the Myriad Realms King Map, cracks appeared in the projections of various worlds.
The Old Man of Extinction pressed his hands on the scroll's light screen, desperately trying to squeeze his remaining boundary-fixing power into the gaps.
The Ancient Dao Grand Celestial Venerable dragged his broken body and slashed at the crack in the light barrier with his half-broken sword.
The remaining souls of the Twin Heavenly Venerables transformed into two shadows, intertwined, attempting to escape the King's Map using soul escape techniques.
They no longer cared about Li Qiye and the others.
After Wang Lin's death, the Immortal Rebels lineage lost its backer and no longer had the confidence to contend with Zhao Feng.
The old man's hands were covered in blood, and his voice was hoarse.
"Faster!"
The Ancient Dao Grand Celestial Venerable roared, the broken sword burst into flames, and the last bit of killing essence on the blade poured into the crack.
The light screen finally opened a crack.
Beyond the crevice lies the edge of the universe.
The place was chaotic, dilapidated, and its laws were weak, making it perfect for them to escape.
The remnant souls of the Twin Heavenly Venerables rushed out first.
However, just as he stepped through the crack, a muffled sound came from outside.
The next instant, the remnant soul flew back.
Zhao Feng stood outside the crack.
He was even faster than them.
Zhao Feng chuckled and said, "Leaving in such a hurry, are you rushing to be reincarnated?"
The old man's face turned ashen.
Zhao Feng punched into the crack.
The force of the punch penetrated from the outside in, and the remnant souls of the Twin Heavenly Venerables were the first to be hit, exploding into two balls of soul light.
He still wants to reunite.
Zhao Feng grabbed with his five fingers, and the soul light was absorbed into his palm.
A fist clenched in the palm of your hand.
Soul annihilated!
The Ancient Dao Grand Celestial Venerable gripped his sword with both hands and slashed at Zhao Feng's neck, shouting, "Kill!"
This was his last strike.
The blade flashed fiercely, almost draining the rest of his life.
Zhao Feng raised his arm to block.
The broken blade struck his arm, creating a series of metallic clanging sounds.
Zhao Feng grabbed the broken sword with his other hand and pulled it in front of him.
The Ancient Dao Grand Celestial Venerable was pulled close.
Zhao Feng bumped his forehead forward.
boom!
The ancient Daoist Grand Celestial Venerable's facial bones were shattered.
Zhao Feng grabbed his shoulder and slammed his knee into him three times.
The first blow shattered his sternum.
The second time, the origin splits.
The third time, the primordial spirit collapsed.
The Great Celestial Venerable of the Ancient Path went limp.
Zhao Feng let go, and his mangled body fell into the crevices of the desolate borderland, turning into ashes.
The old man who was about to die felt a chill run down his spine.
He turned abruptly and tore open his own chest with both hands.
A broken compass flew out of his body.
That's not a phantom image of a boundary compass.
That was a life-saving item he condensed using his own Heavenly Dao Fruit.
The compass spun, and the figure of the Old Man of Annihilation began to blur. "Zhao Feng, this grudge..."
Before he could finish speaking, Zhao Feng was already in front of him. "Don't waste time with pleasantries."
Zhao Feng raised his hand and pressed down on the compass.
The compass spun wildly, trying to drag Zhao Feng into the turbulent currents of the realm.
Zhao Feng pressed down with his palm.
The power of the 840 million microparticle world descended layer by layer.
The compass rotates slower, and surface cracks spread.
The old man who had been extinct roared in a low, hoarse voice, and blood seeped from his seven orifices once
"Certainly!"
The compass beams suddenly shone brightly.
Zhao Feng's hand paused for a moment.
The old man of death used this half-breath to escape.
But as soon as he took three steps back, Zhao Feng exerted force with his feet, directly breaking through the barrier.
The palm passed through the old man's chest and seized his primordial spirit.
The Elder of Annihilation gripped Zhao Feng's wrists tightly with both hands, "I am the founder of the Heavenly Stepping Technique, you cannot..."
Zhao Feng's palm trembled.
The primordial spirit shattered.
The old man's body stiffened, then crumbled into dust from the inside out.
The projection of the Immortal Rebellion world was completely extinguished.
On the Myriad Realms King Map, the area that had been burned had turned dark and lifeless.
This scene, witnessed by Li Qiye, Fang Yuan, Bai Xiaochun, and others, made them feel a tightness in their chests.
The Immortal Rebellion lineage was wiped out by Zhao Feng.
Li Qiye gripped the coffin tightly.
He stopped using the rules of the Immortal Alliance to pressure people.
Because Zhao Feng has already given his answer through his actions.
Fang Yuan struggled to his feet.
His chest collapsed, and the recovery speed of the Supreme Immortal Embryo was suppressed by the residual power of creation left by Zhao Feng.
Fang Yuan looked at Li Qiye and shouted, "Use the core of the Myriad Realms King Diagram."
Li Qiye's expression changed slightly. "Once that thing is used, half of the Wangtu map will collapse, and then we might not be able to escape!"
Fang Yuan wiped away the blood. "In this situation, using it offers a sliver of hope; not using it means certain death!" (End of Chapter)