Death Grip
A strong blood-red light suddenly erupted from Huang Feng as well, the power of the Bloodthirsty Armor seemingly brought to its peak.
The blood-red light enveloped him, transforming him into a Nine Divine Suns, hanging high in the sky and radiating immense brilliance.
However, the power of Xing Chen's strike was not so easily countered. Countless black sword energies appeared around, instantly slicing toward Huang Feng. Each of these Black Sword Qi possessed the strength to kill ordinary Glimpse of Objects experts. With so many sword energies combined, even a strong Gaze into Fate expert would have to retreat temporarily.
"What a powerful force! This strength has probably surpassed that of an ordinary Gaze into Fate. I didn't expect my junior brother's cultivation level to be low, but his actual combat power is so terrifying," Mo Feiyu said in astonishment as he looked at Xing Chen.
"Hehe, Xing Chen's strength has always been formidable; hasn't it already been proven? It's just that you all didn't believe it," Xueqing said with a light laugh.
"Alright, I admit it this time. This kid is too abnormal. I thought the senior brother was already enough of a freak; I didn't expect there to be an even more abnormal junior brother. How are we supposed to survive?" Ouyang Zhenhai said with a bitter expression.
At that moment, the situation on the field changed again. Huang Feng suddenly let out a loud roar, and then a Winning Blood Red Longsword appeared in his hand. This sword, like Xing Chen's Hate Demon Sword, was also forged from Vital Energy, but its power was significantly weaker than that of the Hate Demon Sword.
"Break!"
With a loud shout from Huang Feng, the longsword slashed down violently, and countless blood-red sword energies instantly manifested. The powerful sword energies collided with Xing Chen's Black Sword Qi.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
A series of explosion sounds erupted as countless sword energies clashed against each other, producing a tremendous roar. Those closest to the explosions saw Huang Feng's blood-red armor shatter at that moment.
Similarly, cracks appeared on Xing Chen's Hate Demon Armor. Although he was farther from the explosion site, the residual waves were terrifyingly strong; even at a distance, he still suffered significant impact.
"My defeated opponents are merely defeated opponents; you will never be able to defeat me," Xing Chen said proudly as he stood in the void, looking at the disheveled Huang Feng with indifference.
"Don't get too cocky; do you think my strength is only this much? Today, I will let you witness my true power," Huang Feng shouted loudly before suddenly howling upwards.
A faint trace of Dragon Might spread from his voice. Upon seeing this scene, Xing Chen felt a slight pain and instinctively shrank back. He had seen this before; it was a sign that Huang Feng was about to undergo a Transformation into a Dragon. Back then, Mo Ao had also exhibited this behavior, and after transforming into a half-dragon, his strength would increase several levels instantly, especially in terms of defense after becoming half-dragon.
"Junior Brother, hurry up and take action! We absolutely cannot let him succeed in the Transformation into a Dragon, or you'll be in danger," Mo Feiyu urgently reminded upon seeing the situation below.
At almost the same moment, Xing Chen moved as well. A flash of Black Light appeared in his eyes, as if two deep, dark Demonic Flames were flickering within.
At that moment, as his gaze shifted, the two Demonic Flames instantly leaped onto Huang Feng, igniting fiercely.
"Ah—" Huang Feng let out a low roar of pain, but his body continued to transform. The golden light on him grew increasingly intense, and blood-red scales emerged on his skin's surface, while a blood-colored dragon tail slowly emerged from behind him.
"Roar—" Huang Feng howled again, and at that moment, his entire body transformed into a half-dragon form. A powerful force surged outward, creating a blood-red shockwave that seemed to dye the entire ground crimson.
The two Demonic Flames that had been burning on him were also dispersed by this blood-colored power. A Bloodthirsty Aura suddenly erupted from Huang Feng's body.
"Roar—Rending Dragon Claw!" Huang Feng let out a low growl and swiped a claw towards Xing Chen.
This claw pierced through layers of spatial barriers and appeared directly above Xing Chen's head, crashing down as if it aimed to crush Xing Chen's skull.
Xing Chen's pupils contracted slightly, and then the Hate Demon Sword in his hand suddenly changed. The pitch-black sword transformed into a dark golden color, emanating an extremely cold aura.
"Dark God Slash!"
As Xing Chen swung his sword, a dark golden sword light shot forth from it. The powerful force collided violently with the descending dragon claw in mid-air.
Boom!
With a thunderous roar, the two forces collided fiercely, and Xing Chen's figure was instantly engulfed in the terrifying aftermath.
"Junior Brother—" Upon witnessing this scene, Xueqing's delicate face changed dramatically. She immediately wanted to rush onto the stage to save Xing Chen but was firmly held back by Mo Feiyu beside her.
"Sister Xueqing, now is not the time for impulsiveness. We absolutely cannot intervene; otherwise, it will give Bloodthirsty Deity an excuse to act as well. That would truly be troublesome," Mo Feiyu urged as he restrained Xueqing.
"But Junior Brother..." Xueqing's face was filled with worry, but being held back by Mo Feiyu, she found herself unable to go save Xing Chen.
"Wait a moment, let's wait a moment and see. Junior Brother shouldn't be defeated so easily," Mo Feiyu said.
At that moment, a faint tremor suddenly sounded, and then a towering Demon God Phantom slowly emerged. This Phantom, with its head held high and feet planted on the ground, had deep-set eyes that seemed to contain the Sun and Moon Submergence and Starfall. At the same time, an exceptionally ancient and profound aura instantly spread out, sweeping across hundreds of miles, as if this Phantom had traversed from ancient times.
Boom!
Just then, the Demon God Phantom suddenly extended a finger downward towards Huang Feng, slowly pointing at him. This single finger pierced through the heavens and earth, crossing endless time and space, and instantly descended before Huang Feng. Even in his half-dragon form, his body trembled uncontrollably in the face of this finger.
"What a powerful finger! Junior Brother Xing Chen is indeed impressive," Mo Feiyu exclaimed in surprise as he gazed at the Demon God Phantom, letting go of Xueqing's hand.
"Such a strike could instantly kill the vast majority of Observers of the Realm. This junior brother is truly monstrous," Ouyang Zhenhai said, equally astonished and dumbfounded.
"Junior Brother Xing Chen..." A hint of joy appeared on Xueqing's delicate face; for her, it was best that Xing Chen was safe.
On the other side, the Bloodthirsty Deity's expression was completely opposite to theirs. At this moment, the Bloodthirsty Deity looked extremely grim; he knew that Huang Feng would definitely not be able to withstand this finger. Even if it were another Gaze into Fate expert, few could endure such a strike.
"Blood Dragon Break!"
Just as this finger was about to land, Huang Feng suddenly roared. A rich blood-red light erupted from his hand, and then a Blood-colored Dragon Soul appeared atop his fist. Accompanied by Huang Feng's punch, this Blood-colored Dragon Soul roared as it charged towards the descending finger.
Boom!
A tremendous roar echoed as the powerful Blood-colored Dragon Soul collided with the finger of the Demon God Phantom. In an instant, Black Light and red radiance intertwined violently, and terrifying shockwaves spread out. However, the Demon God Phantom was overwhelmingly strong; its arm exerted slight force, causing black light to erupt from its giant finger as it forcefully struck down upon Huang Feng.
Bang!
A loud sound rang out as Huang Feng's figure was instantly obliterated by this finger, leaving not even a trace of his soul behind—his form and spirit were completely destroyed.
The powerful disciple of the Bloodthirsty lineage could have become a Divine Lord in the future but was now killed by Xing Chen with just one finger.
"This is bad. How did Junior Brother kill him? The Bloodthirsty Deity will definitely take advantage of this," Mo Feiyu thought nervously upon seeing that Xing Chen had actually killed Huang Feng.
"That's right, with the personality of Bloodthirsty Deity, this old fox definitely won't let such a good opportunity for manipulation slip by," Ouyang Zhenhai said, showing a worried expression on his face.
"What are you afraid of? This Rascal provoked first, so killing him isn't a big deal," Xue Hengheng replied.
"I'm sorry, I lost control and killed your disciple. I hope Bloodthirsty Master Uncle won't mind. After all, you saw the situation just now; if I hadn't gone all out, it would have been me who died," Xing Chen said to Bloodthirsty Deity.
However, despite his apology, there was no hint of embarrassment on his face.
"Indeed, heroes emerge from youth. Your strength is truly impressive, reaching the Initial Stage of Soul Observation at such a young age. You must be unprecedented in this regard. Even I, as your senior, am in awe of your power!" Bloodthirsty Deity said coldly, staring at Xing Chen.
"Bloodthirsty Master Uncle, you flatter me. My humble abilities are hardly worthy of your attention. However, regarding the bet we just made, shouldn't Bloodthirsty Master Uncle present it now?" Xing Chen said lightly while standing in mid-air, looking at Bloodthirsty Deity.
His words caused everyone below to twitch their lips; you just killed someone's disciple and still had the audacity to ask for the wager? Aren't you afraid that Bloodthirsty Deity might kill you in a fit of rage?
"My word is my bond. However, before that, I would like to ask you a question: Are you a member of the Hate Emperor Palace? What is your purpose for infiltrating my Dragon Blood Palace?" Bloodthirsty Deity asked, his eyes flashing with murderous intent.
With this question, Bloodthirsty Deity placed a heavy accusation on Xing Chen. If Xing Chen answered poorly, he could face dire consequences with no place to bury his body.
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