boyutpedia Chapter 2137 Reversal of Blood Divine Power
Chapter 2137 Reversal of Blood Divine Power
"Boom!"
Centered on Chang Guwu, a three-colored pillar of fire, composed entirely of azure destructive gale, silver violent lightning, and crimson heaven-burning fire, shot into the sky.
Inside the pillar of fire, the three forces of wind, thunder, and fire raged, intertwined, and exploded wildly, emitting terrifying waves of destruction that instantly engulfed him and Chen Fei, who had rushed in front of him.
Wherever the pillar of fire passed, even space itself was scorched, distorted, and collapsed, revealing dark void rifts behind it.
This was Chang Guwu's desperate strike. He didn't seek to kill the enemy, but only to severely injure Chen Fei, thus creating an opportunity for Shi Pojun and Liu Yanqing to deliver the final blow.
"boom!"
A deafening explosion resounded within the barrier.
It was as if a blazing tri-colored sun suddenly erupted where Chang Guwu had been standing, or as if a thunderous pool in the heavens had been overturned. A destructive energy storm, centered on the point of impact, swept wildly in all directions in a ring.
Azure gales, silver lightning, and crimson flames—three extremely violent energies—entangled, tore apart, and annihilated each other, forming a temporary energy barrier that devoured and shattered everything in its center.
The barrier distorted violently, its light flickering erratically to the extreme, as if it were about to collapse completely at any moment.
However, at the heart of this destructive storm, a dark golden halberd shadow, seemingly capable of cleaving through chaos, and like a divine axe splitting through waves, slashed down fiercely.
There was no stalemate, no back-and-forth, and not even much of a sharp clang of metal clashing.
The Wind, Thunder, and Fire Prison, which was formed by Chang Guwu burning his source and Dao Domain, and even exploding his natal magic weapon, was cleanly and neatly split in two from the center in front of that dark golden halberd shadow.
Wherever the halberd passed, the raging gale silently vanished, the rampant lightning paled in comparison, and the blazing subterranean fire was abruptly extinguished.
That destructive energy storm seemed to have met its natural nemesis, and was forcibly crushed and torn apart by the terrifying will of suppression, destruction, and devouring contained in the halberd shadow.
Chen Fei's figure was shrouded in a layer of pale golden light, which was the protective divine light formed by the perfect fusion of physical strength and Dao domain when the Devouring Heaven Divine Forging Technique was pushed to its limit.
The aftershocks of the raging wind, thunder, and fire impacted this halo, only creating ripples before quietly dissipating, failing to harm him in the slightest. His robes were not even torn; only strands of hair fluttered slightly in the turbulent energy currents.
The gap is enormous, an insurmountable gap!
Even though Chang Guwu was willing to burn his original Dao Domain at all costs to gain a moment of ultimate power, his desperate attack was still no match for Chen Fei.
However, Chang Guwu's desperate attack was not entirely useless.
At least, the burst of violent energy and the violent impact of the self-destruction of his natal magic weapon did create a very slight energy disturbance and delay the moment Chen Fei shattered the pillar of fire.
Chang Guwu was waiting for this slight delay.
In the blink of an eye, as Chen Fei cleaved the pillar of fire with his halberd, Chang Guwu, his figure enveloped in tricolored flames, forcibly activated an escape technique in a manner that bordered on self-harm.
"puff!"
Chang Guwu spat out a mouthful of dark red blood mixed with fragments of internal organs, his face instantly turning ashen, and his aura weakened considerably.
But with the force of the recoil and the brief burst of speed from burning his source, his figure transformed into a dim three-colored streak of light, shooting backward at an incredible speed, narrowly missing the edge of the falling halberd blade.
In an instant, he traversed the distance and staggered back to Shi Pojun and Liu Yanqing's side.
"Huff... Huff... Cough cough!"
As soon as Chang Guwu landed, he braced himself with one hand and clutched his violently heaving chest with the other, gasping for breath. Each breath was accompanied by excruciating pain in his internal organs, and his coughs were tinged with the smell of blood.
His originally sinister face was now bloodless, filled with the shock of surviving a calamity and a deep-seated fear. He looked at Chen Fei as if he were looking at a peerless ferocious beast that had emerged from the primordial wilderness.
Just a moment ago, when Chen Fei's halberd blade pierced through the pillar of wind, thunder, and fire that he had desperately gathered, and the cold halberd light was almost touching his scalp, Chang Guwu truly smelled the breath of death.
It was a cold, lingering smell of death, as if an invisible hand had gripped his throat, about to drag him into eternal darkness.
He had only occasionally experienced that feeling when faced with the ancient terrors that had resurfaced in certain ruins.
At this moment, even though Shi Pojun and Liu Yanqing were right beside him, Chang Guwu felt very unsafe.
He stared intently at the young figure standing in the distance, wielding a halberd, overwhelmed by an indescribable mix of absurdity and fear.
Why is it so terrifying? That overwhelming power, that unfathomable defense, that effortless, all-encompassing halberd technique…
Even a true late-stage Tai Cang Realm expert would probably be no more than this, right? Shi Pojun, a half-step late-stage expert, couldn't gain the slightest advantage in front of him.
Chang Guwu's heart sank to the bottom. He had a vague premonition that the three of them were probably in real danger today.
Chen Fei slowly turned around, his gaze calmly sweeping over Chang Guwu, who was breathing heavily, Shi Pojun, whose face was ashen, and Liu Yanqing, whose eyes were darting around.
Chen Fei's expression remained unchanged, but his gaze shifted slightly, glancing towards the other side of the barrier.
There, the vengeful demon Huang Jiugao was wielding his menacing copper hammer of resentment, smashing it wildly against the purple-gold barrier.
The barrier shook violently, its light flickering, but Liu Yanqing's dividing technique and Chen Fei's array power were intertwined, making it exceptionally resilient. In addition, Huang Jiugao had been severely injured earlier, greatly diminishing his strength, making it difficult to break through for the time being.
Seemingly sensing Chen Fei's gaze, Huang Jiugao's striking motion abruptly stopped.
His crimson soul flame flickered, and he abruptly turned his head, formed from demonic energy, to stare intently at Chen Fei. His voice was hoarse and shrill, filled with rage and threat:
"Who set up this damned barrier? Open it for me right now! I have no interest in your petty squabbles, nor do I want to get involved. Open the barrier and let me leave, then we can all go our separate ways. Otherwise..."
He paused, the crimson soul fire sweeping over Shi Pojun and the other two before returning to Chen Fei, his tone turning sinister, "Don't force me to choose to join one side. Then none of you will have an easy time."
Huang Jiugao's words seemed to be directed at Chen Fei, but in reality, he was putting pressure on both sides, trying to use himself as a variable to gain an opportunity to escape.
"Humph!"
Upon hearing this, Liu Yanqing let out a cold sneer. She didn't even glance at Huang Jiugao, her gaze remaining fixed on Chen Fei, but her clear, cold voice rang out distinctly:
"Demon, you've got the wrong person. It's true that I set up this barrier, but its stability is thanks to Junior Brother Chen's array power. Now that the barrier is entangled and controlling, I can't remove it anytime soon. It's him who doesn't want you to leave!"
Liu Yanqing reached out, her slender fingertips pointing unceremoniously at Chen Fei, her words full of provocation and incitement: "Kill him! As long as he dies, his array power will naturally dissipate, and I will immediately remove the dividing spell, then you can leave safely."
Otherwise, once he's dealt with us, do you think he'll let a fiend like you go? Joining forces with us to kill this monster is your only way out.
Liu Yanqing, with her meticulous mind, instantly grasped Huang Jiugao's eagerness to escape and directly shifted the conflict to Chen Fei.
She knew very well that this vengeful demon was quite powerful, especially since its death aura was unpredictable and difficult to guard against. If they could win it over, even if it was just to keep them occupied and harass them, it would be a huge help to them.
Upon hearing Liu Yanqing's words, Huang Jiugao's scarlet soul fire flickered violently a few times before he suddenly stared at Chen Fei.
Although he did not immediately express his opinion, the surging demonic energy around him became increasingly unstable, and the threat and coercion in his silent gaze were so strong that they could not be dispelled.
Chen Fei's gaze lingered for a moment on Huang Jiugao's threatening soul fire, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly upward, revealing a half-smile.
"If we open it, they'll escape!"
Chen Fei spoke these words casually, as if stating a simple fact. But to Shi Pojun and the other two, they were nothing less than the most grating mockery and the most arrogant provocation.
"You're really confident!"
Liu Yanqing stared intently at Chen Fei, gritting her teeth, and said coldly, "Boy, do you really think you can take down the three of us by yourself?"
"I don't care about the grudges between you."
Huang Jiugao's patience seemed to have run out, or rather, he sensed a kind of indifference from Chen Fei's indifferent tone, an indifference that regarded him as prey as well, which made him extremely uneasy and angry.
His demonic energy erupted, and the condensed bronze hammer pointed at Chen Fei. He shouted sharply, "I'll say it one last time: open this barrier. Otherwise, don't blame me for taking action. I want to see if you can handle all four of us at the same time."
Despite Huang Jiugao's sudden and violent aura, and his undisguised threat, Chen Fei's eyes remained calm.
"I told you, you can all attack together!"
These words were exactly the same as what Chen Fei had said before, with not even the slightest change in tone. But hearing them again now sent a chill down the spines of Shi Pojun, Liu Yanqing, and Chang Guwu, while Huang Jiugao's soul fire abruptly stopped.
Arrogant! Utterly arrogant!
Faced with three formidable enemies of the same level, plus the threat of a vengeful demon that should not be underestimated, Chen Fei actually uttered those words again.
Huang Jiugao fell silent, and the surging demonic energy around him seemed to pause slightly, as if he were weighing the situation and making a judgment. Chen Fei's calmness made him uneasy.
This person is so calm, so composed, that it doesn't seem like he's bluffing.
Chen Fei ignored Huang Jiugao, whose aura was constantly shifting. He turned his gaze back to Shi Pojun and the other two, who looked as if they were facing a formidable enemy. He slowly raised his left hand and gently beckoned to them with his finger.
"He who kills will be killed by others!"
Chen Fei's voice remained calm, "Since you've chosen to take action, don't expect to leave unscathed."
Chen Fei paused, his gaze sweeping over the three men's gloomy faces, and slowly uttered two words:
"bring it on!"
"Extremely arrogant!"
Although Chang Guwu was weak and seriously injured, he was still so angry that his blood rushed to his head when he heard Chen Fei's arrogant words and saw his provocative gesture that he couldn't help but shout at him.
He was a powerful expert in the mid-stage of the Tai Cang Realm, when had he ever been so looked down upon?
Even though he had just almost lost his life, he now felt a bit braver standing next to Shi Pojun and Liu Yanqing.
Chang Guwu mustered his strength to suppress his surging blood and qi, opened his right hand, and pressed down with all his remaining strength in the direction of Chen Fei.
Thunder of the Xun direction brings nine tribulations, a net of heaven and earth!
As Chang Guwu roared hoarsely, nine dazzling pillars of light suddenly lit up in the void around Chen Fei's body.
These nine beams of light did not shoot straight into the sky, but were distributed in a mysterious trajectory, vaguely forming a huge cage.
The beam of light was blue, silver, and red, representing the three forces of wind, thunder, and fire. However, it was much weaker than the previous desperate attack, but its structure was more ingenious, intended to trap the enemy.
"Chucky!"
In the next instant, countless strands of wind, thunder, and fire, shimmering with tri-colored light, shot out from the nine pillars of light like a torrential rain.
These threads intertwined and linked together, instantly forming an enormous three-colored net that crashed down upon Chen Fei at the center.
Wherever the giant net passed, space was cleaved, emitting a piercing buzz. This was Chang Guwu's trump card technique of trapping and killing, although its power was greatly reduced due to his injury, it was still enough to form a deadly restraint when combined with Shi Pojun and Liu Yanqing.
Almost at the same instant Chang Guwu made his move, Liu Yanqing dared not hold back in the slightest.
Chen Fei's displayed strength had far exceeded her expectations. Ordinary attacks were barely able to break through his defenses. If this continued, it was only a matter of time before Chen Fei defeated them one by one.
Rather than waiting to be exhausted and killed one by one, she might as well fight to the death now. She refused to believe that the combined strength of the three of them couldn't defeat a cultivator of the same level.
"Burn!"
A ruthless glint flashed in Liu Yanqing's beautiful eyes. The next moment, her aura surged dramatically, emanating a purer and more resolute energy than when Chang Guwu had burned before.
Without hesitation, she ignited her own source, drawing upon the power of her own domain and integrating it into this sword strike.
An unusual flush swept across her exquisitely beautiful face, and her aura instantly became sharp and incomparable, faintly touching the threshold of the late stage of the Tai Cang Realm.
Splitting light and shadow, ten thousand swords slay the god!
The slender purple rapier in Liu Yanqing's hand erupted with an unprecedentedly dazzling light, its blade trembling slightly and emitting a clear, melodious dragon's roar. Gripping the sword with both hands, she unleashed a powerful strike at Chen Fei, who was shrouded in a net of wind, thunder, and fire.
"Clang!"
A sharp, piercing sword cry rang out, and a purple sword light that seemed capable of splitting heaven and earth burst forth from the sword. This sword light split into three in the air, then into nine, and so on, becoming infinitely diverse.
In the blink of an eye, the sky was filled with purple sword shadows.
These sword shadows were not illusions; each one was solid and contained the sharp sword intent of the Dao of Dividing Boundaries, as well as the terrifying power brought by Liu Yanqing burning his origin.
The sword shadows were dense and numerous, blocking all space for dodging in all directions, and poured down on Chen Fei with a shrill shriek.
Shi Pojun remained silent, but his extremely gloomy face and the boiling killing intent in his eyes said it all.
The moment Liu Yanqing drew his sword, his Myriad Manifestations True World Dao Body was activated to an unprecedented extreme, and the crimson flames on his body surged from a few inches to a foot thick.
He gripped the sword with both hands, the crimson runes on the blade flashing wildly, and the faint phantom of a savage beast roared as it appeared on the blade.
Shi Pojun did not immediately draw his sword, but instead gathered his strength.
He waited, waiting for Chang Guwu's inescapable net to bind Chen Fei for a moment, waiting for Liu Yanqing's myriad swords to slay the gods to attract Chen Fei's attention, waiting for that fleeting opportunity to attack.
He wanted to concentrate all his strength and killing intent into the next strike, aiming for a fatal blow.
This strike will surpass his previous limits.
Meanwhile, in the distance, the vengeful demon Huang Jiugao's scarlet soul flames flickered violently. As he watched the sudden, devastating combined attack, a look of hesitation and greed appeared on his face, which was formed from demonic energy.
Should they seize the opportunity to attack Chen Fei? Or continue trying to break through the barrier? Or perhaps... wait for both sides to suffer heavy losses?
Within the barrier, the killing intent reached its peak.
A storm of wind, thunder, and fire engulfed everything, a torrential rain of purple swords fell, and Shi Pojun's seemingly earth-shattering blade remained hidden.
Chen Fei seems to have been driven into a corner.
All things are reversed, blood is burned and spirit is refined!
Just as Chang Guwu's inescapable net descended and Liu Yanqing's myriad swords unleashed a torrential downpour of divine strikes, Shi Pojun, who had been silently gathering his strength, finally made his move.
He let out a low, hoarse shout, a shout that contained a resolute determination to destroy everything.
"boom!"
A completely different aura suddenly erupted from Shi Pojun's body.
The crimson flames that had been burning fiercely on his body suddenly became even deeper in color, almost dark red, as if they had been soaked in blood.
The flames were no longer merely emitted outwards; instead, they surged back wildly, like a living thing, and seeped into every pore of his body.
The next moment, Shi Pojun's burly body trembled violently, and a layer of dark red ripples, like water waves, suddenly emanated from his body.
Wherever the ripples passed, the space hissed and burned, as if being eroded by some extremely domineering force.
On Shi Pojun's face, arms, and even the surface of his exposed skin, grotesque, twisted, blood-red lines, writhing like earthworms, instantly appeared. These lines were not static, but constantly flashing and moving, emanating a chilling and malevolent aura.
Shi Pojun was also burning his origin and his Dao domain.
However, unlike the self-destructive burning of Chang Guwu and Liu Yanqing, Shi Pojun was now using a forbidden secret technique recorded in the Dao Body of the Myriad Realms True World: the Myriad Realms Reversal Blood Divine Release Technique.
This method is not simply about burning one's origin to gain power, but rather about using a secret technique to forcibly reverse the operation of the Myriad Realms, instantly compressing, igniting, and sublimating one's own blood, true essence, and even some of the laws of the Dao Domain in a way that is almost self-destructive.
It transforms into extreme berserk power, enough to boost one's combat strength in a short period of time.
This secret technique comes at a huge cost. It will not only severely deplete one's source energy but also damage one's foundation of cultivation. It may even leave indelible hidden injuries. It should never be used lightly except in life-or-death situations.
"Buzz!"
As the secret technique was activated, Shi Pojun's aura surged wildly.
That bottleneck of being at the half-step late stage was forcibly broken through at this moment. A vast pressure, far exceeding the previous level and truly belonging to the late stage of the Tai Cang Realm, mixed with an intensely dense bloodthirsty aura, descended with a thunderous roar. (End of this chapter)