Chapter 901
Battle
Zhao Feng stood above, holding his divine sword, and said coldly, "Go ahead and yell, weren't you yelling quite loudly just now?"
His wrist suddenly felt heavy.
puff!
The sword pierced through again.
The turbulent currents behind Fu Ri Luo exploded, and he was pierced through by the divine sword.
"Zhao Feng!"
Fu Ri Luo roared, and the waning sun and moon behind him exploded simultaneously.
Two divine lights, crimson gold and silver white, erupted from his body, entangling the Primordial Divine Sword and actually pushing the sword's edge outward.
Zhao Feng frowned slightly.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Fu Ri Luo revealed an ancient god's mark on his forehead.
The mark cracked open, and a black and red divine flame shot into the sky.
His arm muscles bulged and his bones cracked, and he actually managed to stand up while resisting the Hongmeng Divine Sword.
boom!
The chaotic current beneath his feet was trampled through.
Zhao Feng drew his sword and turned around, his figure spinning in the void as his sword swept horizontally.
Fu Ri Luo was shocked. The sun and moon battle patterns on his chest lit up, and he retreated violently backward.
Zhao Feng did not give chase.
With a casual wave of his hand, the Heavenly Emperor Seal, the Primordial Chaos Suppressing Bell, the Great Destruction Primordial Chaos War Spear, and the Heaven-Opening Divine Axe reappeared.
Fu Ri Luo stood tens of thousands of miles away, his left shoulder caved in, and most of his chest armor was shattered.
But his aura did not weaken; instead, it became even more violent.
He raised his hand and grabbed, and the shattered remnants of the sun and moon in the distance reassembled.
The shattered sun disc fell into his left palm.
The shattered moon disc fell into his right palm.
Within each of the two wheels, an ancient rune pulsed.
Fu Ri Luo glanced down at the wounds on his body, his anger intensifying. "You, a mere fifth-level Hongmeng Realm cultivator, have actually managed to push me to this point."
Zhao Feng gripped the Great Destruction Primordial Spear, his tone calm, "Kneel down now, and I'll let you die a quick death."
Fu Ri Luo laughed.
The laughter grew louder and louder.
The surrounding chaotic currents were shaken apart by his voice, "Good, very good. If I don't tear you to pieces today, what face will I have to stand in the heavens!"
He suddenly clasped his arms together.
The setting sun and waning moon collided against my chest.
boom!
A towering ancient god statue, thousands of feet tall, rose from behind him.
The Buddha has three heads and six arms, wears a sun crown on his head, a moon disc on his shoulders, and holds a weapon in each hand.
Halberd, warhammer, bronze furnace, magic rope, scimitar, ancient mirror.
The six weapons lit up simultaneously, their terrifying aura tearing spatial rifts into the sky above the chaotic sea.
Bhadra stood on the chest of the Dharma image, his hands forming a mudra, chanting, "Ancient God Shepherd of Heaven Dharma."
The three heads of the Buddha statue all opened their mouths.
One after another, black and red divine runes flew out and covered Zhao Feng's surroundings.
These divine talismans did not kill people directly, but forcibly sealed off the void, turning the area where Zhao Feng was located into an ancient god's sacrificial site.
As soon as the sacrificial site was completed, circles of sun and moon patterns appeared under Zhao Feng's feet.
The patterns climbed up his boots, trying to seep into his body.
Zhao Feng glanced down and then kicked out.
boom!
A large section of the sun and moon pattern was crushed.
The broken patterns quickly reformed.
Fu Ri Luo pressed down with both hands.
The six-armed Dharma form moved.
The halberd fell first.
The halberd's edge cleaved through the chaotic energy, pointing directly at Zhao Feng's head.
Zhao Feng raised his spear horizontally.
clang!
Spears and halberds clashed, sparks flying in all directions.
His arm suddenly sank, and a corner of the sacrificial ground beneath his feet collapsed on the spot.
Then the warhammer came crashing down.
Zhao Feng unleashed a powerful left punch.
The fists collided.
His cuffs shattered, and the nail patterns on his knuckles shone.
The warhammer was jolted high into the air, and a crack appeared on one of the Dharma Image's arms.
The bronze furnace then pressed down.
Black and red divine fire spewed from the furnace mouth, enveloping Zhao Feng's entire body.
The indestructible armor patterns on Zhao Feng's body appeared, and divine fire burned on the patterns, producing a series of explosive sounds.
He charged out of the sea of fire, his spear thrusting diagonally, the tip piercing through the bottom of the bronze furnace.
boom!
The bronze furnace was overturned and smashed into a pile of broken stars in the distance, crushing several fragmented stars that were floating in the chaotic sea on the spot.
Fu Riluo's expression darkened further.
He pointed with his finger.
The ancient mirror reflects the light.
Zhao Feng's body was frozen for a moment.
The divine rope seized the opportunity to coil around his arms.
The curved blade slashed down from the side, its edge already close to the waist and abdomen.
The world of 840 million microparticles within Zhao Feng's body trembled.
The divine elephant's power surged as it suppressed the prison.
He suddenly spread his arms, and the magic rope snapped.
The curved blade struck the indestructible armor pattern, but it couldn't penetrate the defense at all.
Zhao Feng grabbed the back of the knife with his other hand and squeezed hard with his five fingers.
Click!
The curved blade broke in two.
He looked up at the Sun-Binding Ring on the chest of the Ancient God's Dharma Image, "Quite a few tricks up your sleeve. Too bad, they're useless."
Zhao Feng stomped his foot, and the sacrificial ground collapsed on the spot.
The Great Destruction Primordial Spear transformed into a gray-white rainbow, heading straight for Fu Ri Luo.
The six arms of the Binding Sun Demon simultaneously returned to defend.
A halberd, a warhammer, and an ancient mirror were all held in front of his chest.
boom!
The spear collided with three weapons.
A ring of cracks exploded on the chest of the ancient god's image.
Fu Ri Luo was forced back a thousand miles by the shock, spitting out a mist of blood from his mouth.
Before he could regain his footing, Zhao Feng was already upon him.
Raise your right fist.
The aura of the Thirty-Three Heavens Treasures lit up one by one around Zhao Feng's body.
The Heavenly Emperor's Seal is placed atop the peak.
The Hongmeng Town boundary bell was hung afterward.
The Great Destruction Primordial Spear circled around him.
Numerous phantom images of supreme treasures unfolded layer by layer, their radiance not scattered, but all converging into Zhao Feng's fist.
Fu Riluo's heart skipped a beat.
Before he could even throw the punch, the ancient god's mark within his body began to heat up.
Zhao Feng charged forward and crashed into the enemy with his entire body, unleashing the "Thirty-Three Heavens Creation Divine Fist: Heaven-Shattering Strike."
He slammed hard into the abdomen of the ancient god's avatar.
The thousand-foot-long Dharma image bent on the spot, and a huge gap was blown out of its abdomen.
Fu Ri Luo's chest collapsed, and he was blasted away, crashing through a desolate wasteland.
Zhao Feng walked on air, surrounded by the treasures of the Thirty-Three Heavens.
With each step, large cracks appeared in the void beneath his feet.
Fu Ri Luo burst out of the ruins, his face filled with horror, "This is the Thirty-Three Heavens Creation God Fist of the Lord of Immortality!"
How do you know his secret technique?
Zhao Feng did not answer.
He raised his hand and sent the Primordial Chaos Boundary Bell crashing forward.
As soon as the bell rang, the ancient god image behind Fu Ri Luo was shaken, and two of its six arms shattered.
Fu Ri Luo gritted his teeth and urged the Sun and Moon Divine Patterns to activate.
The waning sun and waning moon rise again, protecting the broken body of the Dharma image.
He stared at the illusory images of the treasures surrounding Zhao Feng, his expression filled with astonishment and uncertainty.
The Thirty-Three Heavens Treasure.
Isn't this the divine power of Fang Han, the Lord of Immortality?
Zhao Feng clearly has a grudge against the lineage of immortals, so how could he possibly possess a treasure that only Fang Han has!
Fu Riluo gritted his teeth, pressed his hands to his chest, and the sun and moon divine patterns crawled along the wound, causing his flesh to heal again.
Then, he raised his hand and patted his forehead.
The mark of the ancient god has been fully activated.
A black and red divine pearl flew out from the mark.
Inside the divine pearl, a small, crimson sun was sealed.
As soon as the blazing sun appeared, the chaotic energy in the border region was roasted and began to churn.
Fu Ri Luo grabbed the divine pearl and stuffed it directly into his mouth.
Click!
The divine pearl was bitten and shattered.
The power of the blazing sun flowed into his limbs and bones.
His already enormous ancient god form rose even higher, and crimson-gold flames erupted from the cracks in his body.
The Dharma form is integrated into the physical body.
The three heads and six arms vanished.
Instead, Fu Ri Luo's true form transformed into an ancient god nearly a thousand feet tall.
He had a sun mark on his forehead, a moon mark on his chest, and nine crimson and black divine chains trailing into the depths of the void behind him.
At the end of each divine chain lies a vast world.
He dragged nine worlds as he strode towards Zhao Feng.
With one step, the turbulent borderlands were crushed.
As the second step was completed, all nine great worlds lit up simultaneously.
With the third step, the Great World was flung by the divine chains and hurtled towards Zhao Feng. Zhao Feng stood still, the Thirty-Three Heavens Treasures arrayed around him.
He pointed with his hand.
The Heavenly Emperor's Seal crashed into the first Great World.
boom!
The Great World was crushed by the Imperial Mark, and fragments scattered everywhere.
The Hongmeng Town Boundary Bell struck the second one.
The bell wall shook, and the interior of the Great World collapsed.
The Great Destruction Primordial Spear flew out, piercing through the third Great World. Grayish-white power erupted from within, blasting the Great World into dust.
The remaining six great worlds are already pressing in.
Zhao Feng clenched his fists.
The Thirty-Three Heavens Creation Divine Fist was unleashed in succession.
One by one, these vast worlds crumbled under Zhao Feng's fist.
The eighth and ninth great worlds were grabbed by Fu Ri Luo himself and hurled down at Zhao Feng.
Even before the arrival of the two great worlds, the oppression had already caused the chaotic sea beneath Zhao Feng's feet to boil.
Zhao Feng raised his head, and the indestructible armor patterns spread from his chest to his arms.
He threw out both fists at the same time, crashing into two great worlds.
Boom!
A blinding burst of light erupted from the depths of the desolate frontier.
The debris from the shattered stars within a radius of ten thousand miles was completely leveled.
Zhao Feng rushed out from the center of the explosion, with only his robe torn in a few places.
The pupils of the Fu Ri Luo contracted.
He traded the essence of an ancient god for this attack, yet it didn't harm Zhao Feng in the slightest.
How can this be?
Before he could think it through, Zhao Feng rushed in front of him and grabbed a divine chain.
Fu Ri Luo wanted to take it back.
But Zhao Feng clenched his five fingers, and the Divine Elephant Suppressing Prison Force erupted from his palm.
Click!
The divine chain was broken.
Fu Ri Luo groaned.
Zhao Feng grabbed the broken chain and slapped him across the face.
Snapped!
The ancient god was whipped so hard that his head was turned to the side, and half of his cheek exploded with blood and flesh.
Fu Ri Luo roared and slammed his fists down at Zhao Feng.
Zhao Feng ducked to avoid the two fists, and his knee struck Fu Riluo in the chest.
boom!
The crescent moon pattern crumbled, and the sternum of the sun-binding silk collapsed again.
Taking advantage of the momentum, Zhao Feng rushed forward and punched him in the jaw.
The ancient god's massive body was knocked upwards.
Zhao Feng followed closely behind and stepped on his abdomen.
boom!
Fu Ri Luo slammed violently into the continent floating on the chaotic sea.
The edge of the continent cracked open, the rock layers rolled up, and the ancient underground restrictions were awakened by the power of the two, causing gray light curtains to rise.
As the light screen rose, Fu Ri Luo pressed his hands to the ground, shouting, "Shepherd God's Sealing Seal!"
Tens of thousands of ancient god runes suddenly appeared below the remnant realm.
These runes were originally buried deep within the remnants of the world, seemingly remnants of an ancient battlefield.
Fu Ri Luo forcibly used them to press Zhao Feng down in the center of the giant pit.
Beneath Zhao Feng's feet, seals rose in concentric circles.
Fu Ri Luo's face was covered in blood, and his voice was hoarse. "Don't you know the ultimate technique of the Lord of Immortality?"
"I'd like to see how many ancient god seals you can break!"
The world trembled.
The gray light curtain closed, transforming into a nine-layered ancient god's cage.
Each layer is engraved with sun and moon divine patterns.
Zhao Feng was trapped in the center and touched the light screen with his hand.
The moment his fingertips touched him, divine runes exploded, attempting to invade his magical power.
Zhao Feng withdrew his hand.
Fu Ri Luo, panting heavily, climbed up from the edge of the pit and reconstituted the crimson gold longsword.
He raised his long blade, and the nine layers of seals pressed inward simultaneously. "Die!"
A long blade slashed down from the sky.
Zhao Feng raised his right fist.
The thirty-three supreme treasures flew to his back at the same time, their energy becoming one.
He took a step forward.
The seal beneath their feet shattered in a ring.
Take another step.
The second layer of seal crumbled into light fragments.
With the third step completed, Zhao Feng had already thrown a punch.
Click!
The nine-layered cage shattered one after another.
The crimson-gold blade that Fu Ri Luo slashed down was also blocked by a punch.
The long blade trembled violently, and its surface cracked with countless lines.
Fu Riluo's expression changed drastically, "This is impossible!"
Zhao Feng raised his head, his fist force surging once more, "Nothing is impossible before me!"
boom!
The crimson gold blade shattered instantly.
The force of the punch shot up and landed squarely on Fu Riluo's chest.
Fu Ri Luo flew horizontally out of the Remnant Realm Continent and crashed into the deeper part of the Borderlands.
As Fu Ri Luo flew away, his body continuously exploded with blood mist.
When he managed to steady himself, he had arrived at an extremely chaotic place.
Here, the chaotic sea boils and rages, with remnants of ancient realms everywhere, and broken divine weapons and dried-up corpses floating in the void.
Fululu crashed into an ancient battlefield, smashing a black altar with its back.
Several remnant souls rose from inside the altar, but as soon as they let out a shriek, they were burned to ashes by his divine flames of the sun and moon.
Zhao Feng arrived, stepping through the air.
The Thirty-Three Heavens Treasure surrounded him, and its energy became increasingly terrifying.
Fu Riluo stood up, propped up by the broken altar, stared at Zhao Feng, and squeezed out a hoarse laugh, "Zhao Feng, I admit I underestimated you."
"But killing me won't be that easy."
He grabbed the last two divine chains behind him with his backhand.
At the end of the two divine chains, two ancient corpses were tied.
The corpse had been dead for countless years, yet remnants of primordial energy still lingered.
Fu Ri Luo pulled with both hands, dragging the two corpses in front of him.
He opened his mouth and spewed out his natal divine flame.
The divine flames landed on the corpse, and broken runes lit up inside the corpse.
Zhao Feng stopped in his tracks.
“Speaking of which, I should thank you for bringing me here.” Fu Ri Luo slapped his palms on the foreheads of the two corpses. “Ancient God Summoning Soldiers!”
boom!
The two corpses raised their heads.
Black and red flames ignited in their eye sockets, and their decaying hands gripped the broken weapons beside them, lunging at Zhao Feng from the left and right.
The corpse on the left is swinging a broken axe.
Half of a spear protruded from the corpse on the right.
Both of them were clearly highly skilled in their lifetimes; even though they were just corpses, they could still shatter the void with their attacks.
Zhao Feng raised his hand.
The Great Destruction Primordial Spear flew out and blocked the broken spear.
The Heavenly Emperor's Seal crashed down, pressing the axe-wielding corpse down to its knees in the void.
The Hongmeng Town Boundary Bell also crashed into it.
Boom!
As the bell tolled, the head of the corpse on the left exploded.
The mangled body still tried to move, but Zhao Feng was already close by.
He threw a punch.
The skeleton's sternum was shattered, and the remaining flames were dispersed.
The corpse on the right seized the opportunity to draw its gun and thrust back.
Zhao Feng dodged to the side and gripped the gun barrel with his hand.
Use all five fingers to exert force.
The broken spear was crushed into scrap metal.
The corpse opened its mouth and spewed out black flames.
Zhao Feng did not retreat. He opened his Heavenly Eye on his forehead, and the black flames were split apart by the divine light of the eye before they even got close.
The Great Destruction Primordial Spear flew back and pierced through the back of the corpse.
The gray-white power exploded.
The second corpse was reduced to dust.
Taking advantage of this moment, Fululu had already erected a sun and moon altar in the distance.
The altar was formed from his blood.
He stood in the center of the altar, his feet sinking into the blood-red patterns. "Zhao Feng, you have forced me to burn my life."
"Even if I fall from my current state, I will drag you into the Ancient God's Graveyard in this battle!"
The altar suddenly sank.
A black and red portal opened up deep in the desolate borderlands.
The sound of heavy chains echoed from behind the gate.
Ancient divine bone spikes emerged from the portal, piercing towards the area where Zhao Feng was located.
These bone spurs are inscribed with incantations from the realm of the Shepherd God, specifically designed to destroy the physical body and the soul.
Zhao Feng raised his palm, and the Chaos Pearl appeared.
With a flick of the pearly light, dozens of bone spurs in front were absorbed and instantly refined into pure energy.
Fu Riluo's face twitched. "It's that same treasure again!"
Zhao Feng put away the Chaos Pearl, his tone remaining calm, "If you have any other tricks up your sleeve, just use them." (End of Chapter)