Chapter 892
Powerful Kill
The Primordial Chaos Boundary Bell appeared above Zhao Feng's head.
The bell rang loudly.
All the lightning chains were forced to sag.
Zhao Feng raised his right hand, and the Great Annihilation Primordial Spear appeared in his palm.
The spearhead moved forward slightly.
The gray-white power pierced the center of the thunder pool.
A hole was instantly torn in the lightning within the Thunder Pool.
The Xuan Seal wailed, and its surface cracked with spiderweb-like patterns.
Xuan Lei's expression changed completely.
He originally thought that Zhao Feng killed Mo Luo by taking advantage of the Ninth Great Pass Formation and the siege of the crowd.
But after actually fighting, he realized that he couldn't even keep up with Zhao Feng's pace.
Three steps.
Only three steps.
His physical body was injured, his soul was shaken, and his magical artifacts were damaged one after another.
Xuan Lei clenched his teeth, and a black and white talisman flew out from his sleeve.
As soon as the talisman appeared, many people at the entrance changed their expressions slightly.
"The Yin-Yang Talisman of Immortality?"
"Has Xuan Lei gone mad? How can this thing attack someone from the Immortal Alliance? Isn't he afraid of being reprimanded by the Immortal Alliance?"
"He's going to kill me?"
Meng Tianzheng's expression changed, and he raised his spear, ready to charge forward.
But Zhao Feng was faster than him.
The fourth step is to land.
Collapse Enemy Technique.
The black and white talismans had only flown half a foot when their spiritual light collapsed on the spot.
The primordial magic power circulating within Xuan Lei's body was severed by a single stomp, and the lightning patterns all over his body extinguished from his shoulders down to his waist and abdomen.
The hand seal in his hand stopped in mid-air.
The finger bones exploded.
The black and white talismans, having lost their power, fell from the sky and were crushed into fragments by the Heavenly Emperor's Seal and Imperial Mark.
Xuan Lei spat out a mouthful of blood and crashed into a piece of floating debris on the edge of the universe.
The remaining land collapsed.
Gravel flew everywhere.
Zhao Feng stood above, his robes perfectly straight.
He looked down at Xuan Lei, "Is this all the skill you have? You dare to block my path?"
Xuan Lei crawled up from the rubble, half of his body trembling.
His blue robe was reduced to tattered cloth, his chest armor was torn into several pieces, and the jade book hung beside him, covered in cracks.
All sounds at the entrance were silenced.
Those who had previously nodded in testimony were now silent.
Xuan Lei looked up, his face covered in blood.
He wanted to quit.
But behind them were the turbulent currents at the edge of the Chaotic Sea.
The space there is a complex interplay of layers; once you're swept up in it, you never know where you'll end up.
He forced himself to steady himself and roared, "Zhao Feng, I acknowledge your strength! This battle ends here! It was just a duel, but if you dare to kill me, the Eternal Life Clan will not let you get away with it!"
Zhao Feng laughed, "When you stopped me, you didn't say it was just for fun. Now that we're fighting, let's determine who's better and who's worse, and decide who lives and who dies!"
Xuan Lei's heart sank.
He whirled around and charged toward the entrance battle platform, shouting, "Lord Fang Han's decree is here! Who dares to watch him kill me!"
The edict of immortality shook once again.
A curtain of light descended from the talisman, enveloping Xuan Lei across the vast void, attempting to drag him back to the battle platform.
On the battle platform, several cultivators from the Immortal lineage stood up simultaneously.
One of them raised his hand and produced a token, shouting, "Zhao Feng, stop!"
Zhao Feng did not look at them.
The Hongmeng Town Boundary Bell trembled, its sound sweeping across the land.
The cultivators had barely left the battle platform when they were sent flying backward by the shockwave.
Meng Tianzheng also made a move.
With a horizontal thrust of his spear, he blocked the path in front of the Eternal Life Talisman. "Fang Hanruo has come in person, so I will give him some face."
"You think you can undermine the Immortal Alliance's witness with just a talisman?"
The talisman's light barrier was blocked by the spear, and Xuan Lei immediately lost his last resort.
He desperately channeled his remaining magical power, unfurled his lightning wings, and his speed surged as he burrowed toward the edge of the Chaos Sea.
Zhao Feng stomped his foot again.
Step 5.
Break through the enemy's borders.
As the foot landed, the space around Xuan Lei shattered layer by layer.
His unfurled lightning wings first broke in two, then his protective domain cracked open, revealing a small world of lightning magic outside his body. The mountains, rivers, and seas of lightning that had just emerged inside were crushed to pieces.
boom!
Xuan Lei remained suspended in mid-air.
His chest caved inward.
The jade book, the black seal, and half a bronze ruler shattered at the same moment.
The fragments flew in all directions, and were torn to shreds after crashing into the turbulent waters of the desolate frontier.
Xuan Lei opened his mouth as if to shout.
No sound came out.
The remaining force of Zhao Feng's fifth step pierced through his body.
His body exploded.
Blood mist covered a desolate borderland, then surged and churned by chaotic currents.
The moment Xuan Lei's soul burst out of the blood mist, the Heavenly Emperor Seal descended.
The imperial emblem seals off all directions.
The soul crashed into the imperial mark, letting out a shrill scream, "Zhao Feng! You dare to destroy me!"
Zhao Feng raised his hand and pressed down.
The Primordial Chaos Boundary Bell pressed down upon it.
As the bell tolled, Xuan Lei's divine soul was shattered into fragments of light.
The shattered light still wanted to reunite, but the Great Destruction Primordial Spear pierced its center.
A volume titled "Gray and White Power".
Finally, the remnant soul dissipated on the spot.
The borderlands have returned to peace.
Only the blood mist from the explosion of Xuan Lei remained, dragged along by the turbulent currents of the outer layer of Chaos, leaving long blood streaks in the void.
On the numerous battle platforms at the entrance, everyone was watching the cloud of blood mist.
Many people's throats bobbed.
Early stage of the Seven Heavens of Hongmeng.
A powerful figure from the lineage of immortality.
From blocking the boat to being trampled to bursting, it didn't even last half a cup of tea.
Meng Tianzheng put away his spear, looked at the crowd around him, and said in a voice that echoed throughout the entrance, "Xuan Lei just said that if you defeat him, you will recognize Zhao Feng's spot."
“You are all witnesses.”
No one responded.
The battle platforms that had been the loudest earlier were now completely silent.
Zhao Feng returned from the edge of the universe.
The Heavenly Emperor Seal fell into his palm, the Primordial Chaos Suppressing Bell hung behind him, and the Great Destruction Primordial Chaos Spear turned into gray-white light and dissipated.
He returned to the front of the warship and looked at the talisman of immortality.
The imperial edict was still trembling.
There was a suppressed anger inside, but it never truly surfaced.
Zhao Feng raised his hand and grabbed.
The tattered token of Xuan Lei flew out of the blood mist and landed in his palm.
The token is engraved with the words "Chaos Sea" on the front and "Mysterious Thunder" on the back.
Zhao Feng pinched his five fingers together.
The words "Xuan Lei" were erased.
He tossed the token to Meng Tianzheng. "Now, can I go in?"
Meng Tianzheng caught the token and couldn't help but laugh, "Yes."
He turned to the central battle platform. "Open the door."
The Immortal Alliance cultivators guarding the entrance hesitated for a moment, glancing at the Eternal Life Talisman and then at Zhao Feng.
Zhao Feng did not urge him.
He simply took a step forward.
The cultivator's face turned pale, and he immediately raised his hand to form a hand seal.
Thirty-three giant gates lit up simultaneously.
The entrance to the Chaos Sea churned, revealing a dilapidated palace and a blood-red ancient mountain behind it.
The warship's array patterns restarted, and it headed towards the central gate. As it passed through the central gate, the ship suddenly sank.
Chaotic air currents surged in from both sides, crashing into the array patterns on the ship's hull and producing a series of explosive sounds.
Behind the thirty-three giant gates, there is not a direct entrance to the secret realm, but a waiting area forcibly opened up by the Immortal Alliance.
Dozens of ancient stone platforms are suspended here.
Each stone platform is engraved with Immortal Alliance runes, which are connected by chains. The ends of the chains are driven into the edge of the Chaos Sea, stabilizing this turbulent flow.
Zhao Feng stood at the bow of the ship. As soon as he stepped into the waiting area, someone raised their hand on a stone platform in front of him.
"stop."
As the voice rang out, several Immortal Alliance cultivators clad in silver armor blocked the warship's path. The leader wore a black crown and had an enforcement token hanging on his chest; his cultivation was at the peak of the sixth level of the Hongmeng Realm.
The twelve silver-armored cultivators behind him simultaneously drew their longswords, the backs of the blades pressed against their arm armor, their movements perfectly synchronized.
The people on the nearby stone platforms immediately turned their heads.
Xuan Lei had just died, and the blood mist had not yet completely dissipated.
Now someone is blocking the boat again.
Many people had the same thought in their minds.
Within the Immortal Alliance, there were indeed people who didn't want Zhao Feng to enter peacefully.
The leading Xuan Guan cultivator raised the law enforcement token, and the character "律" (law) lit up on the front of the token: "Zhao Feng killed Xuan Lei, a cultivator from the Immortal Alliance, without cause, and disrupted the order at the entrance of the Chaos Sea."
"According to the laws of the Immortal Alliance, he shall be detained on the spot and handed over to the Enforcement Hall for interrogation."
As soon as he finished speaking, everyone looked on with expressions of anticipation for a good show.
Xuan Lei blocked the road, and Zhao Feng killed him.
This just happened; everyone saw it.
Now the people from the Enforcement Hall are jumping out and saying that Zhao Feng killed someone without cause.
It's unclear how Zhao Feng will handle this.
Could he possibly dare to kill someone from the Immortal Alliance's Enforcement Hall?
Meng Tianzheng stepped out from the bow of the ship and stood in front of Zhao Feng. "Without cause?"
Meng Tianzheng sneered, "Xuan Lei blocked the Immortal Alliance's warship, destroyed the Immortal Alliance's agreed quota, and used the competition as a pretext to prevent Zhao Feng from entering the arena. All the powerful figures on the stage can attest to this."
"He lost, he was outmatched, and he died because of the rules he set for himself."
"Are you telling me this without reason?"
The cultivator in the black crown narrowed his eyes.
He clearly hadn't expected Meng Tianzheng to protect Zhao Feng like this. "Envoy Meng, even if Xuan Lei is inappropriate, he should be dealt with by the Enforcement Hall."
"Zhao Feng privately killed cultivators from the Immortal Alliance; his methods were excessive."
"If this matter is not investigated, everyone will follow suit in the future. What will become of the rules of the Immortal Alliance?"
Meng Tianzheng took a step forward.
The array patterns beneath the warship lit up under his aura. "Could it be that blocking the way with Xuan Lei is in accordance with the rules?"
"He gambled his own spot, saying that if Zhao Feng won, he could enter the game; that's what he himself said."
“Zhao Feng defeated him and killed him. Although the method was ruthless, it was still in accordance with the rules.”
"He has done good, but no faults."
Upon hearing this, the enforcement token on the chest of the Xuan Guan cultivator trembled.
The silver-armored monk behind him also hesitated.
This is not a good situation.
If it were just Zhao Feng alone, they could still pin charges against him.
But Meng Tianzheng stepped forward.
Meng Tianzheng is not only the Immortal Alliance's World-Suppressing Envoy, but also the Desolate Heaven Emperor.
The cultivator in the black crown changed his expression several times, but still gritted his teeth and said, "Envoy Meng, you're just making excuses..."
He didn't finish his sentence.
Zhao Feng took a step forward.
Below the bow of the warship, the chaotic air currents were pushed back to both sides by the impact.
Zhao Feng didn't take out any magic weapons, but looked at the Xuan Guan cultivator and asked, "I know you are a cultivator from the Law Enforcement Hall, but at the same time, which faction do you come from?"
One sentence left the Xuan Guan cultivator speechless.
He swallowed back the rest of his prepared statement.
Zhao Feng just killed Xuan Lei.
Kill them all.
Xuan Lei, despite having the lineage of immortality and Fang Han's edict, still had his physical body crushed and his soul shattered.
Now Zhao Feng asked him about his background.
This is bookkeeping.
On a nearby stone platform, someone chuckled softly.
"Why is this person from the Enforcement Hall suddenly silent?"
"You were quite imposing just now."
"Don't pressure him. What if he says something wrong? We won't even enter the Chaos Sea yet, and the Law Enforcement Hall will be short a team."
The cultivator in the black crown gripped the enforcement token tightly, his palms already sweating.
The silver-armored monk behind him could barely hold his sword.
Meng Tianzheng glanced at Zhao Feng, and his anger subsided considerably.
This kid's temper is really unbearable.
Zhao Feng took another half step forward. "I have a question for you."
The cultivator in the black crown trembled.
The character "律" (law) on the enforcement order flickered, almost extinguishing its light.
He lowered his voice, "The Realm of the Shepherd Gods, Qi Yue."
Zhao Feng nodded. "So you're Qin Mu's subordinate. I'll remember that."
Qi Yue's face turned pale.
He dared not block the way any longer, raised his hand to put away the enforcement order, and stepped aside.
The twelve silver-armored cultivators made way for them.
The warships continued to sail deeper into the waiting area.
Qi Yue kept his head down and didn't dare to reply with a single word.
The warship moved closer to the central stone platform.
The stone platform was enormous, with dozens of smaller array platforms floating around it, each with a cultivator sitting cross-legged.
After Zhao Feng stepped onto the stone platform, all the surrounding sounds became much quieter.
Whispering still occurs.
But no one dared to walk up to him and say a single word of nonsense.
Zhao Feng ignored these people.
He stood on the edge of the stone platform, looking into the interior of the Chaos Sea.
There, the fog swirls and a broken ancient bridge appears and disappears.
At the end of the ancient bridge are black mountains and a palace gate half-upside down in the chaos.
The inscriptions on the palace gate are now incomplete, with only a few ancient strokes remaining.
Each time the chaotic airflow passed by, those strokes would light up briefly.
Meng Tianzheng walked to Zhao Feng's side and said, "This is a temporary stop."
"The entrance will only open once all the geniuses from across the Immortal Alliance have gathered and the thirty-three giant gates have completely closed."
Just then, a loud roar suddenly came from above the waiting area.
A blue road stretches out from the edge of the Chaos Sea.
At the end of the road, a dragon's roar resounded.
Everyone looked up.
Meng Tianzheng's gaze sharpened. "They've arrived."
Zhao Feng looked in the direction of the sound.
At the end of the azure avenue, a nine-horned azure dragon pulled an ancient chariot through the turbulent currents.
Jade curtains hung on both sides of the ancient carriage, with the emblems of the ancient tribes engraved on them.
As the carriage descended, three nearby stone platforms automatically moved aside.
A young man dressed in azure scale armor stepped out of the chariot, with a dragon-shaped mark between his brows, and his aura had reached the early stage of the seventh level of the Primordial Chaos Realm.
As soon as the Azure Dragon Chariot came to a stop, the void on the other side cracked open again.
A large black banner made of animal bones emerged from the crack.
The flag moved without wind, and nine ferocious beast teeth hung from the flagpole.
Under the banner of beast bones, a group of ancient cultivators clad in beast-hide armor stepped through the air.
The young man at the front had bare arms and carried a bone axe on his shoulder.
With each step he took, a ring of black lines appeared under his feet.
"Ancient barbarian tribe, a warrior of punishment."
Someone spoke in a low voice.
"I heard that when he was in the sixth level of the Primordial Chaos Realm, he tore a seventh-level demon lord in half."
"Now that we've entered the seventh heaven, our physical bodies will likely be even more vulnerable."
Not long after, a skeletal ship descended from above.
The Shenzhou spacecraft was surrounded by lanterns, their lights glowing a deep blue.
A woman dressed in black stood at the bow of the boat, a short knife hanging at her waist, followed by seven masked monks.
People nearby immediately moved away.
"The Netherworld Maiden".
"This woman is not to be trifled with; she once slaughtered three demon lairs in one night."
"She's here too?"
Meng Tianzheng transmitted his voice to Zhao Feng, "The number of participants in this secret realm opening is even greater than the Immortal Alliance expected."
“These people might not have come originally, but now that they have, it means that there may be deeper relics inside the Chaos Sea.”
Zhao Feng looked at the dilapidated palace gate in the distance.
As chaos surged, there seemed to be even taller building outlines behind the palace gates.
Just as they were about to get a clear look, an ancient barrier flashed past the entrance, blocking all prying eyes.
Another loud bang came from the sky.
This time, a page from a book has arrived.
The enormous pages stretched out for tens of thousands of feet, with flowing characters on them, each character capable of crushing a layer of void.
A dozen or so Confucian scholars stood in the center of the book.
The person at the very front held a jade pen and had golden markings on his forehead.
"The young master of the Heavenly Academy, Su Wuce."
"He cultivates rules-based writing; a single character can create a restriction, and a single stroke can define a boundary." (End of Chapter)