Chapter 268: Crushing
Hun Feng arrived quickly, emitting a terrifying aura that swallowed everything around him like a black hole. His eyes glowed with black light, resembling a demon god. Stepping on the void, every step covered several miles in an instant. He didn't hide his battle intent, sending his intentions clearly toward Yao Yan.
With him came more than ten Dou Zuns, all elites from the younger generation of the clan, the direct subordinates of Hun Feng . They stood face to face with Hun Venerable and the others.
However, they didn't take action, as they knew the main fight was between Hun Feng and Yao Yan to determine who would be the young clan leader.
Hun Feng was dressed in a black robe, his demeanor cold and cruel. His eyes, glowing with dark light, stared at Yao Yan. After a brief pause, he spoke first, "It seems your strength has increased significantly during this time. Good. It wasn't a waste of my wait. I hope this battle will allow me to enjoy it to the fullest!"
As soon as he finished speaking, his Dou Qi surged to the next level. The techniques activated so quickly that they triggered a cosmic anomaly. A black halo appeared behind his head, resembling a black hole, devouring everything. A terrifying pressure began to press down on Yao Yan.
"Only six-turn Dou Zun? You're no match for me," Yao Yan said, feeling the pressure and frowning slightly. He spoke slowly.
With his current peak strength at nine-turn Dou Zun, there was hardly anyone in the Dou Zun rank who could challenge him. Even this so-called "madman" of the Hun Clan, Hun Feng , still felt somewhat weak to him and didn't bring any pressure, which disappointed Yao Yan slightly.
His words caused the people around them to freeze for a moment, and then they looked at Yao Yan in disbelief. They never expected him to speak like this. This wasn't just sarcasm; it was disdain.
"Hmm? Did you break through to Dou Sheng?" Hun Feng 's smile faded, and he asked.
"No, but I'm three turns ahead of you," Yao Yan replied softly.
"Heh, is that your confidence?" Hun Feng sneered, his tone suddenly cold. "Even the old men in the clan wouldn't be this confident. It's just three turns of Dou Qi. When I was at seven-star Dou Zun, I defeated a nine-turn Dou Zun. And now… I hope you're still as confident after this battle!"
As soon as his words fell, his figure vanished from his original position. When he reappeared, he was already in front of Yao Yan. He didn't use any techniques; he simply extended his palm, wrapped in purple-black light, aiming a powerful strike directly at Yao Yan's forehead.
Almost as soon as he made his move, violent purple-blue flames erupted from Yao Yan's body, surging toward him.
"So this is your fusion heavenly flame? Too bad, the thing you're so proud of is useless against me!" Hun Feng sneered, his eyes flashing with deep purple-black light. At that moment, a strange devouring power appeared in his palm, consuming the oncoming fusion heavenly flames, while his remaining force continued to slam towards Yao Yan's forehead.
Heavenly Devouring Art? Truly domineering!
A flicker of interest passed through Yao Yan's eyes. He raised his hand to meet Hun Feng 's palm, showing no signs of avoiding the attack. The palms collided in an intense clash, and instead of a violent energy burst, there was only a strange calm.
A smile of amusement appeared on Hun Feng 's lips as he activated the Heavenly Devouring Art. Purple-black Dou Qi instantly spread toward Yao Yan's arm. Watching his arm quickly being covered by his Dou Qi, Hun Feng 's eyes darkened with cruelty. He intended to disable Yao Yan's arm.
But the next moment, the cruelty in his eyes was replaced by shock. The Dou Qi he had poured into Yao Yan's body vanished completely. The purple-black energy that had adhered to Yao Yan's body also surged into his own arm, as though it had been devoured, leaving Hun Feng unable to feel a single trace of it.
Sensing this oddity, Hun Feng became cautious. Without hesitation, he released an even stronger burst of Dou Qi from his palm, breaking free from Yao Yan's grasp and creating distance.
Yao Yan didn't pursue further. He simply stood there, observing his arm, seemingly feeling the devoured power. After absorbing the multi-armed monster, the abilities of the Heavenly Devouring Tribe within him had been further strengthened.
"How did you do that?" Hun Feng 's face grew extremely dark as he stared at Yao Yan.
He couldn't believe that the Heavenly Devouring Dou Qi he had cultivated had been devoured by Yao Yan. This was something he had never experienced before. Moreover, Yao Yan hadn't even cultivated the Heavenly Devouring Art. It was as if it were a natural ability of his body!
It was incredibly strange!
"No comment~" Yao Yan responded lightly.
"If that's your answer, then you can die!" Hun Feng 's face darkened as he spoke coldly, a sharp killing intent flashing in his eyes.
At this point, he no longer had the intention to waste words. He immediately used his trump card. His pure black eyes shimmered with purple-black light, and a clan mark slowly appeared on his forehead. As the clan symbol emerged, his aura surged wildly. In an instant, he broke through the nine-turn Dou Zun level and seemed to have reached even higher levels.
A terrifying pressure enveloped the heavens and earth, making his aura incredibly strong.
He had no intention of playing with Yao Yan any longer. He planned to crush him with his most powerful stance, establishing his dominance and securing the position of young clan leader!
"Boom!"
With a single palm strike, the terrifying Dou Qi transformed into a purple-black energy whip that slammed toward Yao Yan.
Yao Yan remained calm, lightly raising a hand to block. Invisible spatial energy solidified in front of him, easily stopping Hun Feng 's attack, tearing apart the oncoming Dou Qi and sending it sliding to the sides.
Hun Feng clearly didn't expect this strike to work. His figure had already appeared behind Yao Yan, and he launched a fierce punch directly at Yao Yan's back. The terrifying punch carried enough power to crush mountains.
"Heavenly Abyss Break!"
Yao Yan simply tilted his body slightly, raising his hand to block. The overwhelming attack was completely stopped, and though the strength of the attack made his wrist slightly numb, that was all. With his current physical strength, such an attack posed no trouble for him, let alone inflict any injuries.
Seeing Yao Yan remain unscathed and casually block his punch, Hun Feng realized that Yao Yan's physique was incredibly impressive!
But Hun Feng didn't think he would lose. Since childhood, he had been immersed in the finest treasures, and his physical strength was not inferior to anyone. Even the Stone Tribe, known for their physical prowess, he was confident he could face off against!
His body was surrounded by purple-black Dou Qi, choosing to fight Yao Yan in close combat!
Sensing Hun Feng 's intention, a faint smile appeared on Yao Yan's lips. He directly met the challenge, as Hun Feng , the top genius of the Hun Clan, was willing to be his sparring partner. Yao Yan was more than happy to take this opportunity to refine the surging energy within his body.
In an instant, the two clashed fiercely!
As Yao Yan made his move, terrifying power erupted like an Gu beast. After just a few exchanges, Hun Feng felt his arms aching, as if they could barely withstand the impact. This was even after using his Heavenly Devouring Art to mitigate part of the force. Otherwise, he might have been injured by now!
What kind of monster was this? Was there a Void Gu Dragon hiding under his skin?!
The more Hun Feng fought, the more terrified he became. His Heavenly Devouring Art was working at full capacity to dissipate the terrifying strength, but now he felt like a reef on the shore, constantly battered by waves. His bones were aching, and it seemed like he was nearing his breaking point.
"Impossible! How can his body be this strong?!" Hun Feng 's eyes gradually turned frantic. He couldn't believe it. Even against a peer of the same level, he had never been afraid of their physical strength, but Yao Yan was literally crushing him. He couldn't accept this!
He had never thought much of his peers. But now, he was about to be defeated by someone younger than him. How could he accept this?
Unlike Hun Feng 's franticness, Yao Yan was enjoying the fight more and more. Few opponents had fought him head-on since his cultivation, and even fewer peers. Hun Feng , standing before him, was undoubtedly a great opponent, capable of withstanding his attacks and even fighting back. That feeling was exhilarating!
The more Yao Yan fought, the better he felt. His body's strength began to increase step by step, as if the power within his Imperial bloodline was being continuously released.
Because Yao Yan didn't have any clan marks, but his bloodline was a true Dou Emperor bloodline, it had reached an extremely high level with his growth. The power within it just lacked a key to unlock it, and with a slight activation, it could be unleashed.
The "sparring" with Hun Feng had undoubtedly triggered that power!
The spectators in the distance tightly watched the battle, holding their breath, afraid to miss a single detail. Unfortunately, the speed of the two was so fast that only a few people could keep up. Even the eight-star Dou Zun could only see blurry figures of them.
"How's it going?" Hun Venerable asked. With his strength, it was impossible to follow the clash between the two.
Hun Pei took a deep breath, her cold eyes showing some disbelief. Under everyone's gaze, she spoke softly, "Hun Feng is no match for the young clan leader. He can't hold on much longer… and I don't know if it's just my illusion, but I feel like the young clan leader hasn't used his full strength!"
As she spoke, her heart beat faster, unable to believe it. Facing someone like Hun Feng , the young clan leader was still so relaxed and at ease!
Incredible!
Hun Venerable's eyes flashed with a gleam, his clenched fist hidden in his sleeve. He knew he had made the right bet!
In contrast to Hun Venerable's emotions, Hun Crag and the others were in despair. They couldn't believe that Hun Feng would lose to Yao Yan. But reality was cruel. Almost at the same time the few spoke, Hun Feng couldn't hold on anymore. He coughed up blood, his chest pierced by Yao Yan's punch, spewing blood into the air, and he was sent flying.
Even heavily injured, Hun Feng 's eyes were still wild with madness. He couldn't accept his humiliating defeat. The Heavenly Devouring Art he prided himself on was shattered by Yao Yan, unable to resolve the force in that punch. If he hadn't retreated with his rational mind, he might have been killed!
"Damn it! Impossible! I don't believe it!!" Hun Feng spat blood, his eyes red, glaring at Yao Yan, who was still unharmed. His attacks had all sunk into the ocean, causing not a single ripple. Not even Yao Yan's breath was disturbed.
He was facing an opponent of the same level, but it felt like there was a huge gap between them!
Yao Yan didn't pursue. He was feeling the power increasing within him. With each exchange, his Dou Emperor bloodline released more strength, which enhanced his power further. This was why he had heavily injured Hun Feng with one punch earlier—he hadn't controlled his power.
The surging power seemed to increase with his battle intent, almost like a form of another clan mark!
He exhaled softly, suppressing his battle intent. He looked at Hun Feng and calmly said, "This ends here. You're no match for me."
He didn't want to kill Hun Feng . On one hand, there was no deep grudge between them. On the other hand, Hun Feng 's ancestors were one of the elders of the Hun Clan. His strength had not yet reached that level, so he would show respect. Coming in and directly killing his descendant wasn't worth the trouble!
"I admit your physique is stronger than mine, but your Dou Qi isn't necessarily superior!" Hun Feng said coldly, unwilling to accept that he would lose.
"Just your physique is enough… Do you think I've used all my strength yet?" Yao Yan said indifferently. Then, as his words fell, the Heavenly Demon Phoenix wings appeared behind him. Purple-black dragon scales appeared on his body. With the support of the Immovable Diamond Body, his aura soared, releasing a terrifying pressure that caused Hun Feng to freeze in place.
At the same time, the Threefold Transformation of Heavenly Fire opened, and five heavenly flames surged from within him. His already peak nine-turn Dou Qi started to approach the semi-Sage realm. The terrifying pressure made Hun Feng 's body stiffen.
Standing in the void, he looked down at the heavily injured Hun Feng and coldly said, "This is my full power. Do you think you can take even a few moves?"
The vast Heavenly Demon Phoenix wings fluttered, and purple-blue flames swept across the sky.
Just this gaze was enough to make Hun Feng abandon any idea of fighting. The gap in strength between them was too great. He didn't understand how the difference could be so massive. This wasn't a gap in Dou Qi levels but a complete, all-encompassing gap!
If he really fought Yao Yan, he might not even block a single move!
His past confidence and pride were shattered at this moment, leaving him somewhat lost.
"Victory has been decided, young people are truly fearsome~" A laughing old voice echoed as an elder appeared in the void, his gentle eyes looking at Hun Feng and Yao Yan. Especially when he looked at Yao Yan, there was a hint of admiration in his eyes, as if he hadn't expected to see such a genius in this generation of the Hun Clan.
But as an elder of the Hun Clan, he was pleased to see this. The more talented geniuses there were in the clan, the brighter the future of the Hun Clan would be!
"Ancient… Ancestor!" Hun Feng looked at the visitor, his face darkening. He greeted him respectfully.
The newcomer was none other than the Hun Clan elder who controlled one of the Four Gates of Dead Silence, Hun Yuan Tian, who had the strength of an eight-star Dou Sheng!
He emitted no living aura, his body seemed decayed, and his face was covered in wrinkles, but he had a warm smile. He glanced at his useless descendant before turning to Yao Yan and slightly nodded. "This battle ends here. Your strength is much greater than his, and the victory belongs to you."
The Hun Clan's rules of not interfering with the Blood Sacrifice World's competition clearly didn't apply to this elder, as the rules were in his hands.
"Youth's luck," Yao Yan responded respectfully with a slight bow. He then retracted his aura and said with respect.
"This isn't just luck; you won. But my proud descendant will definitely not accept defeat today. When you break through to Dou Sheng, I will let him fight you again. Would you be willing?" Hun Yuan Tian's elderly eyes looked at Yao Yan as he slowly spoke.
Upon hearing this, Hun Feng clenched his fists, his eyes flashing with light as he fixed his gaze on Yao Yan.
Yao Yan didn't boast. He softly responded, "Sure!" (END CHAPTER)
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