Chapter 903
Another Powerful Being from Another World
Many people around looked on with strange expressions.
These idiots are quite bold; Zhao Feng doesn't seem like a good-tempered person at all.
Approaching the realm of the Shepherd Gods only resulted in being driven away.
Getting close to Zhao Feng might mean certain death!
Under everyone's watchful eyes, the leader arrived a thousand feet outside Zhao Feng's residence, cupped his hands and bowed, "Lord Zhao, we dare not vie for the core position, we only ask to stay here to avoid the red fog."
Zhao Feng nodded slightly, "Okay, but don't get in the way."
The cultivator was overjoyed. "Thank you, Lord Zhao."
They immediately stopped a thousand feet away, not daring to take another step closer.
The green-robed man from the Shepherd God Realm turned pale and then flushed.
Isn't Zhao Feng slapping him in the face?
Just as he was about to speak, an old man from the Shepherd God Realm stopped him, saying, "Shut up."
The man in the green robe muttered defiantly, "Elder, they..."
The old man shook his head slightly, "We'll discuss everything once Lord Fu Ri Luo arrives."
The man in the green robe nodded silently.
The red fog continued to expand.
All parties were forced to shrink their positions.
No matter how he moved it, there was always a large empty space around Zhao Feng.
This situation makes many people feel uncomfortable.
Even though the Crimson Eye Cave hadn't opened yet, Zhao Feng had already taken the spot closest to the entrance.
The black-and-gold-armored man from the Shepherd God Realm finally spoke, "Zhao Feng, it's a bit too domineering of you to occupy the main seat in front of the gate all by yourself."
The cultivators from all sides immediately fell silent.
Many people looked over.
Some people were hoping Zhao Feng would get angry.
Some people are also worried that if the two sides really fight, innocent bystanders will be affected.
Zhao Feng looked up at the man in black and gold armor. "You have a problem with that?"
The man in the black and gold armor looked tense.
He only spoke on impulse.
Before Fu Ri Luo arrives, even if the Shepherd God Realm can deal with Zhao Feng, it will inevitably suffer heavy losses and end up benefiting others for nothing.
But having already spoken, he couldn't back down immediately. He gritted his teeth and said, "The Crimson Eye Cave is an opportunity from the Chaos Sea, and it doesn't belong to any one person."
Zhao Feng laughed, "I'm sitting right here, who's stopping you?"
The man in the black and gold armor ultimately did not approach again.
The crimson fog was still churning.
The closed eye on the bronze portal is increasingly covered in blood lines.
The rumbling coming from inside the door became more intense.
Those cultivators who were originally observing from the outside all moved forward at this moment.
The opportunity is right in front of us.
No one is willing to stay in the background forever.
However, the area around Zhao Feng remained empty.
Mi Bao stood before the formation of the Eternal Life lineage, with the treasure light flowing on the Treasure Dividing Rock. She looked at Zhao Feng, feeling increasingly agitated.
She originally intended to use the Shepherd God Realm to probe Zhao Feng's background.
But the group from the Shepherd God Realm didn't dare to fight desperately until they saw Fu Ri Luo.
A powerful member of the Immortal Clan beside her frowned. "Young Miss, if Fu Ri Luo comes, he will also be our competitor. The situation is unfavorable now. Should we seek help from allies?"
Mi Bao shook her head slightly, "No need."
And just then...
Suddenly, a large burst of lightning erupted from the chaotic sea in the distance.
Boom!
A silver-white lightning bolt swept across from beyond the borderlands.
As the scattered stars drifted along the way, they were grazed by the lightning, and their surfaces immediately developed charred cracks.
Immediately following.
The second and third courses.
Following the lightning, a team broke through the gray-white mist at an extremely fast speed.
At the very front was a man in white.
He was tall with long, flowing white hair and a faint dragon pattern on his forehead. He was unarmed, yet his presence caused the surrounding space to distort.
Behind him, more than ten powerful dragons followed closely.
Each one carried the might of a dragon, and as they moved, the nearby rogue cultivators felt their souls tighten and their bodies instinctively retreat.
Someone's expression changed, "The Dragon Clan!"
"People from the Realm of Against the Gods have arrived!"
"That is……"
Mi Bao recognized the newcomer, her eyes flashed, and she spoke directly, "Dragon White from the Realm of Against the Gods!"
As soon as these words were spoken, chaos erupted around the crimson mist.
Many cultivators paled on the spot.
Long Bai.
The Lord of the Dragon God Realm, a lineage of the Rebellious God.
Rumor has it that this person dislikes magical artifacts and does not use divine weapons. His dragon body can withstand the power of primordial sacred artifacts, and his dragon might suppresses the soul. His spatial supernatural abilities are even more terrifying.
Xing Zhan also stopped laughing, stared at Long Bai, and muttered to himself, "This is getting interesting."
Long Bai landed in front of the crimson mist and first scanned the area with his eyes.
All factions within the Immortal Alliance instinctively made way for the passage.
Long Bai's gaze finally settled on Zhao Feng.
Zhao Feng remained seated in the position closest to the bronze door.
Spears were at his side.
The town's boundary bell is behind.
That location is the best place to start.
Long Bai's dragon mark between his eyebrows lit up, and he pointed at Zhao Feng, "You, get out of here."
The moment those three words were uttered, the entire room fell silent.
Mi Bao's heart stirred, and a smile appeared on her face. She cupped her hands towards Long Bai and deliberately stirred up trouble, saying, "Fellow Daoist Long Bai, Fellow Daoist Zhao Feng is very powerful, and he has his reasons for occupying this position. If you force him to step down, you will probably humiliate yourself."
Long Bai turned to look at Mi Bao and sneered, "It's none of your business to tell me what to do."
Mi Bao wasn't annoyed; instead, she took a half-step back.
Long Bai looked at Zhao Feng again.
He lifted his foot forward.
With a single step, the crimson mist was forced away by the dragon's might.
As the second step landed, several nearby cultivators felt a tightness in their chests and hurriedly retreated.
With the third step, he had already walked a thousand feet away from Zhao Feng.
Zhao Feng finally looked up.
He looked at Long Bai and said in a calm tone, "Leave now, and I will pretend you were never here."
Long Bai stopped, his white hair whipped up by lightning. "Such arrogance! Are you threatening me, Your Majesty?"
Zhao Feng stood up.
The Great Destruction Primordial Spear flew automatically into his palm. "Take another step forward, and you will die."
As soon as he finished speaking, several gasps of cold air were heard from within the crimson mist.
Long Bai laughed in extreme anger.
He raised his hand and pressed down, and five claw marks instantly appeared in the void. "I'd like to see how you're going to kill me!"
Before he finished speaking, Long Bai's figure had already disappeared from the spot.
The next instant, he appeared above Zhao Feng and pressed down with a claw.
Before the dragon claws even landed, the remaining star beneath Zhao Feng's feet was already cracked.
Zhao Feng did not retreat.
A burst of gray-white light erupted from the spear, which he flicked backhand.
clang!
The spearhead struck the dragon's claw.
A piercing explosion echoed through the red mist.
The remaining star beneath Zhao Feng's feet shattered into several pieces, and Long Bai's arm was also jolted upwards by the shock.
The space between the two collapsed on the spot.
The surrounding cultivators retreated hastily.
The Red-Eyed Cave hadn't even opened yet, but the real battle had already begun.
Long Bai was knocked back half a step, and his face immediately darkened.
His hand had once crushed the protective profound energy of a god-level expert and torn open the barrier of a small world.
Zhao Feng blocked the attack with his spear, and the force of the blow even bounced back.
This is not an ordinary fifth level of the Primordial Chaos.
Long Bai's anger intensified.
The dragon clan experts behind him scattered, and someone growled, "Your Majesty, kill him!"
Long Bai spread his five fingers, and white dragon patterns appeared on his palm, "Dragon God Claw".
He took a step forward, his arms suddenly covered in dragon scales, and claw shadows tore through the air.
This attack was several times stronger than the previous one.
As the claws fell, the Primordial Chaos Town Bell behind Zhao Feng rang on its own.
The sound of the bell drowned out the claw shadows, and Zhao Feng thrust his spear straight forward.
The spearhead pierced through the claw shadow and struck Long Bai's palm.
puff!
Several dragon scales burst open, and fresh blood spurted out.
Long Bai's eyes flashed with murderous intent. He did not stop, but instead grabbed the spear and slammed his other hand into Zhao Feng's chest.
Zhao Feng raised his left arm. The indestructible nail pattern emerged from beneath his skin.
boom!
Fists and palms collided.
The remaining stars beneath their feet shattered completely.
Zhao Feng landed on another broken rock, while Long Bai chased after him, stepping on the rubble.
He moved extremely fast, the space around him constantly shrinking, almost touching Zhao Feng as he moved.
Just as Zhao Feng regained his footing, Long Bai's knee strike was already aimed at his abdomen.
Zhao Feng pressed down with his palm, holding onto Long Bai's knee, and then punched Long Bai's jaw with his other fist.
Long Bai tilted his head and his shoulder slammed into Zhao Feng's chest.
boom!
The two crashed into the edge of the crimson mist.
When the crimson mist came into contact with their magical power, it was shaken and flipped to the sides.
Several nearby cultivators were caught in the aftershock, their protective shields shattered on the spot, and they fled to the outside in terror.
Xing Zhan became excited as he watched, exclaiming, "That's more like it!"
An elder from the ancient clan spoke in a deep voice, "Long Bai's physical body is very strong, yet Zhao Feng was able to withstand it head-on. He's no ordinary person."
Xing Zhan licked his teeth. "I'd like to fight him even more now."
On the other side, the black-gold-armored man from the Shepherd God Realm watched the battlefield, his heart growing increasingly uneasy.
Why hasn't Fu Ri Luo arrived yet?
On the battlefield, the wound on Long Bai's palm quickly closed up.
White dragon breath spewed from his nostrils, blowing away the surrounding crimson mist. "You've got some skill."
Zhao Feng twirled the spear in his hand. "I already gave you a chance."
Long Bai's anger intensified.
He looked up and let out a dragon's roar.
As soon as the dragon roared, many cultivators felt a jolt in their souls and their ears rang.
Several of the weaker direct disciples of the Immortal Alliance knelt down, bleeding from their seven orifices.
The dragon's might spread out.
Zhao Feng's robes fluttered in the wind.
A ten-thousand-foot-tall white dragon phantom appeared behind Long Bai.
The phantom opened its mouth, and a cloud of white dragon breath pressed down on Zhao Feng.
Within the dragon's breath, space was burned through layer by layer, and the crimson mist was also burned into black voids.
Zhao Feng raised his hand and made a gesture.
The Heavenly Emperor's Seal flew out and smashed towards the dragon's breath.
boom!
The white dragon breath struck the Heavenly Emperor Seal, causing both the dragon and imperial patterns to explode simultaneously.
The Heavenly Emperor's Seal was pushed back dozens of feet, but it was not burned through.
Zhao Feng took a step forward, passing through the aftershocks of the dragon's breath, and thrust his spear towards Long Bai's chest.
Long Bai crossed his arms to block.
The spearhead pierced the dragon scales, sending up a shower of sparks.
Zhao Feng exerted force with his wrist, and the power of great destruction drilled into the gaps in the dragon scales.
The scales on Long Bai's chest burst open, splattering blood mist.
He grunted and grabbed Zhao Feng's shoulder with his backhand, "Dragon Emperor Force Field."
An invisible force field exploded.
The space around Zhao Feng suddenly distorted, his spear shifted, and his body was forcibly dragged to the side.
Long Bai seized the opportunity and punched Zhao Feng in the ribs.
boom!
The indestructible armor pattern lit up, yet it was still relentlessly shaken by the attack.
The rocks beneath Zhao Feng's feet shattered, but he did not fly far.
He released his spear with his right hand and grabbed Long Bai's wrist with his other hand. "Playing with force fields?"
Zhao Feng tightened his grip.
Click!
A cracking sound came from Long Bai's wrist bone.
Long Bai's expression changed, and he reached out with his other hand towards Zhao Feng's brow.
Zhao Feng opened his Heavenly Eye on his forehead.
The divine light swept out, and a crack was cut open in the dragon pattern on Long Bai's palm.
Long Bai cried out in pain and roared as he struggled to break free.
Taking advantage of the situation, Zhao Feng kicked him in the chest.
Long Bai flew backwards, and even the white dragon phantom behind him swayed.
Many cultivators were terrified.
Long Bai was actually kicked away by Zhao Feng.
Behind Mi Bao, a female cultivator from the Eternal Life lineage whispered, "Young Miss, why is Zhao Feng getting stronger and stronger?"
Mi Bao stared at Zhao Feng, "It's not over yet, Long Bai didn't use his true form."
The words had barely left his mouth.
Long Bai steadied himself.
He glanced down at the sunken dragon scales on his chest, his heart filled with rage. "Zhao Feng, you have angered me!"
He spread his arms and his body began to swell rapidly.
White dragon scales spread from his neck to his entire body, his hands transformed into dragon claws, and bone spurs rose up segment by segment along his spine.
Above the crimson fog.
Long Bai transformed into a ten-thousand-foot-long white dragon, its body stretching across the void, its massive head lowered, and its dragon eyes fixed on Zhao Feng.
Long Bai opened his mouth, his voice booming, "I'd like to see how long you can hold out."
As the giant claw descended, hundreds of miles of void beneath Zhao Feng's feet collapsed simultaneously, unleashing a terrifying, destructive force.
Zhao Feng raised his head, and the 840 million microparticle world within his body vibrated in unison.
The Divine Elephant Suppresses Prison Power Circulation.
An ancient elephant's roar emanated from behind him, and terrifying power surged from within him, forcefully resisting the oppressive might of the dragon.
Mi Bao's expression changed drastically, "This is the work of Saint King Yang Qi!"
Saint King Yang Qi.
This name is rarely mentioned casually within the Immortal Alliance.
That was an existence from another terrifying world. Its Divine Elephant Suppressing Prison Force suppressed countless hells. In all the heavens and planes, very few could rival it.
He is a top-tier expert on par with Fang Han!
Zhao Feng also knows this; what is his relationship with Yang Qi?
The dragon's massive white claw pressed down.
Zhao Feng stood in the center of the collapsed void, his robes torn in several places by the shockwave, yet his figure remained terrifyingly stable.
He raised his right fist.
A world of 840 million microparticles roared within my body.
Every particle was breathing in the primordial energy, and the power of the dragon and elephant rose in layers, flowing down the spine to the arm.
Fists and claws collided.
boom!
The white dragon's giant claw was struck and bounced upwards.
The enormous white dragon body trembled in the air, and blood light burst from between its scales.
The void beneath Zhao Feng's feet collapsed even deeper, but with one step, he actually rushed up from the center of the collapse. "The physical body of the dragon race is nothing more than this."
Long Bai roared in anger.
The dragon's tail swept across.
The thousands of miles of red fog were swept in two.
Zhao Feng raised his hand, and the Great Annihilation Primordial Spear flew back into his palm.
He gripped the spear with both hands and slammed it down heavily towards the dragon's tail.
boom!
A large area of the dragon's tail scales exploded open.
Long Bai felt the pain and suddenly coiled its tail, trying to strangle Zhao Feng.
Zhao Feng's body sank, and his feet landed on the dragon's tail.
The Divine Elephant's Prison-Suppressing Force erupted.
Click!
The dragon's tail joints were bent from being stepped on.
The enormous white dragon head suddenly turned back and spewed out white dragon breath.
The dragon's breath pressed down on Zhao Feng's head.
Zhao Feng raised his hand and waved, and the Primordial Chaos Boundary Bell blocked his way.
The bell wall absorbed the dragon's breath and emitted a deep, rumbling sound.
The white flames enveloped the bell, but could not burn through it.
Using Zhong's body as cover, Zhao Feng suddenly burst forth, his spear piercing straight at Long Bai's lower jaw.
As Long Bai turned his head slightly, the spearhead grazed the dragon's scales, leaving a long trail of blood.
He stretched out his two dragon claws, grabbing at Zhao Feng from the left and right.
The surrounding space was compressed by the Dragon Emperor's force field, sealing off Zhao Feng's escape route.
The hearts of the spectators tightened.
If this move is implemented, even a sixth-level Hongmeng cultivator will be torn in two.
Zhao Feng, however, immediately put away his spear.
The phantom image of the Thirty-Three Heavens Treasure lit up around him.
The Heaven-Suppressing Ring, the Heaven-Covering Wheel, the Heaven-Destroying Sword, the Heaven-Overlord Blade, the Heaven-Reaching Bridge, the Heaven-Sealing Lock, the Heaven-Devouring Cauldron, the Heaven-Illuminating Tower, and the Heaven-Primordial Halberd.
Each precious item is connected to form a whole.
Zhao Feng shook his arms, channeling the essence of the Creation Fist into his fist power, and uttered the "Thirty-Three Heavens Creation Divine Fist".
He rushed upwards.
He slammed both fists into the palms of the two dragon claws at the same time.
Boom!
Both dragon claws were forced open simultaneously by the blow.
Dragon White's palm exploded with blood and flesh, and his dragon blood splattered into the crimson mist.
Zhao Feng didn't stop, charging forward on the dragon claw, his fists raining down relentlessly. (End of Chapter)