The arrow flashed like lightning, almost as soon as it left the bow, it was right in front of Feng Fei. The void exploded, divine power surged, cutting off Feng Fei's path forward.
"If you dare touch me, don't blame me for not showing mercy and hitting women." Mo Nian's longbow trembled as he stood in the void, speaking coldly.
Everyone was shocked. Feng Fei finally couldn't sit still. She wanted to save Zhao Ritian and couldn't let him die. In other words, Zhao Ritian was truly at the end of his rope.
Mo Nian's longbow was like a full moon. As the bow trembled, a massive vortex appeared behind him. The laws of heaven and earth roared and exploded, divine might surging forth. The divine might on his body was far more intense than that of the Divine Sons and Divine Maidens. Mo Nian's cultivation method was different from Long Chen's; in the blink of an eye, he could boost his combat power to the extreme without needing to charge up bit by bit.
"Such powerful divine power, pulling down the Heavenly Dao." Beitang Rushuang, also an expert archer, was also shocked. Mo Nian took a completely different path from her, but his power was terrifying.
Feng Fei gave Mo Nian a cold glance and snorted, "If I, Feng Fei, make a move, I'm afraid you won't be able to stop me. I hope you won't bring yourself into trouble." "
I haven't read much, so I don't know what 'self-destructive' means, but I do know that as long as you make a move, I'll do everything I can to kill you."
"Buzz"
As he spoke, Mo Nian's bowstring suddenly pulled back. In an instant, a shadow appeared in the vortex behind him, identical to Mo Nian's, also wielding a longbow.
But the bow was even larger, spanning heaven and earth. On the bowstring, an arrow reflected the sun, moon, and stars. In that instant, it seemed the whole world fell silent. This arrow carried the power to destroy heaven and earth, and no one could resist it.
Feng Fei's expression changed. She had underestimated Mo Nian and had gained the upper hand. In this situation, Mo Nian indeed had the ability to kill her.
Because not everyone is like Mo Nian, able to instantly boost their power to the extreme. Not even Feng Fei can. Generally, strong fighters need more than three bursts before daring to push their power to the limit. A sudden surge can be too much for the body to bear, and may even lead to death.
Feng Fei had been collecting the divine bones all along, never imagining that Zhao Ritian would actually lose, let alone that Zhao Ritian would be utterly defeated, even risking his life.
So she was completely unprepared for battle, and Mo Nian had long cooperated with Long Chen and knew Long Chen wasn't trying to defeat Zhao Ritian, but rather to kill him.
The reason for waiting for him was partly to prevent Zhao Ritian from escaping, and partly to prevent Feng Fei from intervening to stop him. Everything was within their plan.
However, Zhao Ritian's strength was indeed terrifying, yet Long Chen still suppressed him. This made Mo Nian invisibly more competitive. If he couldn't stop Feng Fei now, he would have no face to face Long Chen again. So his first move was the strongest deadly technique.
All the powerful figures present turned pale and retreated, because just looking at Mo Nian's arrow made one feel as if their soul had been shattered. If this strike landed, who knows what terrifying consequences might follow.
"Mo Nian, how dare you treat Lady Feng Fei like this? Isn't that disrespectful? I, Di Feng, would like to come and meet you for a while."
Suddenly, a sinister smile appeared at the corner of Di Feng's mouth in the distance. As his figure trembled, the phenomenon was stretched open, and among the other visions, a blood-red figure appeared, his peerless imperial might sweeping across the heavens.
"This is ... The aura of the Blood Emperor—could he not be dead? Mo Nian's expression changed instantly. When he inherited the ancestral memories, he had once sensed the aura of the Blood Emperor.
"Mo Nian, you traitor to the Ancient Family Alliance, even daring to betray the Blood Emperor. Today, let's settle our old grudges."
Di Feng sneered, then suddenly vanished. Immediately, blood-red waves covered the heavens and earth, and from within the blood-red waves, a giant hand that covered the sky emerged, heading straight for Mo Nian to strike down.
The giant hand slammed down, imperial might surging, bloodlines and souls pressing down on them, making everyone feel as if they were carrying a massive boulder on their backs. Their bodies trembled, their souls quivered, and they felt as if they were about to be crushed to their knees by that pressure.
"How could this happen? This imperial might was real—could it be that the Blood Emperor had revived by borrowing Di Feng's body? "Nangong Zuiyue and the others' expressions changed.
The suppression of this imperial might was terrifying; both the body and soul were oppressed. In this state, there was simply no strength to fight. What exactly happened to Di Feng?
No wonder Di Feng dared to challenge Mo Nian as soon as he entered—it wasn't arrogance, but that he had been well prepared.
That giant hand carried endless imperial might, pressing down on myriad paths and causing the void to roar. Drawn by the energy, Mo Nian was consumed by rage. At this moment, he could only choose to fight back.
"You're asking for death!"
Mo Nian was furious. He knew that once he dealt with Di Feng, he would never be able to lock onto Feng Fei again, but he had no way to do anything.
"Boom!"
Mo Nian's longbow trembled, and an arrow shot out from the Stealing Sky Hunting Yang Bow. Behind him, a massive arrow flew out, one in front and one behind, stabbing toward the giant hand.
"Pfft!"
Mo Nian's arrow pierced the giant hand first, followed by a massive arrow. With a bang, both the giant hand and the arrow shattered simultaneously. At the same time, a muffled groan echoed from the blood sea, as if Di Feng had suffered a loss in the blood.
"Buzz!"
The blood sea trembled as endless blood swords shot out from within, slashing down toward Mo Nian.
"Long Chen, sorry, something went wrong. I'll take him down and come help you right away. Hang in there."
Mo Nian actually ignored the blood swords, soared into the sky, and plunged into the sea of blood. Suddenly, a thunderous roar erupted within the sea of blood. The two were locked in a fierce battle within, yet neither of them could be seen.
With Di Feng's move, Feng Fei instantly broke free from Mo Nian's lock and appeared before Long Chen, coldly saying, "Let Zhao Ritian go, or don't blame me for being ruthless." "
Why waste words with him? Hurry up and save me." Inside the Trapped Heaven Fire Prison, Zhao Ritian roared in anger, his voice hoarse and filled with anxiety. Long Chen's flames were frantically burning his source essence, and now he was on the verge of collapse.
Seeing that Feng Fei was not directly attacking at this moment and was still discussing with Long Chen, Zhao Ritian was both angry and anxious. His face was full of resentment, and he even came to hate Feng Fei himself.
"Let him go?" Absolutely impossible. Since he wants to kill me, he must be prepared to be killed by me.
Of course, you can also kill me. I'm waiting for you to take the initiative, because that way I have a reason to kill you. Long Chen looked at Feng Fei, gripping the Dragonbone Xie Yue tightly with one hand, murderous intent surging in his eyes.
He didn't like Feng Fei, and even somewhat disliked her. What Long Chen hated was her innate attitude of being aloof and above all living beings, dominating the world with a sense of life and death.
It seemed that, in the eyes of their divine race, the strong beings of the Tianwu Continent were all inferior races, and should kneel at their feet, obeying them without resistance. Otherwise, it would be considered treasonous and deserve death. Such behavior was utterly detestable.
However, Long Chen and Feng Fei had never truly clashed before, but this time was different. Zhao Ritian wanted to kill him, and if Feng Fei stopped him, there would be no mercy—he could truly let go and kill without hesitation.
"You're too arrogant. Since you don't know your place, don't blame me for bullying the weak and bullying a weary soldier."
Seeing Long Chen still so stubborn, Feng Fei became furious. She crossed her hands, and a clear phoenix cry rang out. Feng Fei's brow lit up, her soul power activated, and a multicolored phoenix shot toward Long Chen, launching a soul beast attack.
Last time, Long Chen and Feng Fei fought with soul power, resulting in mutual destruction. This time, Feng Fei used her life-bound soul beast again, but this time it was different from before.
It was the same phoenix, but even more terrifying. Its wings spread wide, soul power radiating across the nine heavens, vast as a mountain, far stronger than last time.
Obviously, after Feng Fei reached the fourth step of the Tongming Realm, her soul power grew strong again. Moreover, Feng Fei had her own pride. She didn't want to take advantage of Long Chen. She competed with him in soul power, which was his greatest advantage at the moment.
Long Chen opened his left hand, gathering his soul power, once again forming a massive soul shield in front of him, identical to his previous defensive posture.
But this time, Long Chen's soul power was vast as the sea, with colorful lights flickering and layered, like waves stretching ten thousand miles, capable of holding heaven and earth.
"Boom!"
The two vast soul powers collided, emitting strange soul fluctuations. The strong warriors present all felt a sharp pain in their souls.
"Squeak squeak squeak...
The unbearable squeaking sound rang out. People felt as if billions of steel needles were stirring in their minds, causing unbearable pain as they activated their soul power to resist.
People stared in horror at the void, seeing the phoenix frantically tearing at the soul shield. The shield was torn apart endlessly but kept healing, and for a moment, the stalemate was deadlocked.
"Hurry up and kill him, I can't hold on much longer." Inside the Kuntian Fire Prison, Zhao Ritian roared. His aura rapidly declined, and even his body was charred black, like charcoal, no longer shining with golden light.
Clearly, Zhao Ritian was at his limit; in a little while, he would be burned to death, filled with anxiety and fear.
"So your fire prison is not controlled by your soul."
Only now did Feng Fei realize that Long Chen's Heaven-Trapping Fire Prison was an independent spell. Otherwise, with Long Chen fighting with all his might without soul power to support it, the prison would have collapsed, and Zhao Ritian would have escaped naturally.
Feng Fei didn't know that the Trapping Heaven Fire Prison was controlled by Huo Ling'er. Even without Long Chen's soul power support, it was still stable enough to trap Zhao Ritian now.
"Quick..."
Zhao Ritian let out a piercing scream, then could no longer make another sound. He was finally nearing the end of his life.
"Sss!"
Suddenly, a long sword appeared in Feng Fei's hand. No one knew what material it was made of, but it was entirely blood-red. As the sword was drawn, a strange phenomenon unfolded behind her, revealing an ancient ferocious bird, radiating a fierce aura as she slashed toward Long Chen.
Zhao Ritian was about to die, but Feng Fei finally erupted. Her soul attack and physical attack unleashed simultaneously. With a single sword strike, blood light soared skyward, and the void wailed.
"Boom!" Long Chen's
Dragon Bone Evil Moon slashed fiercely, crashing into Feng Fei's sword. Long Chen's body trembled violently as he spat out a mouthful of fresh blood.
With his spiritual energy reduced to nearly half, he couldn't withstand a strike from Feng Fei in a state of complete victory. There was no choice—Long Chen was too weak at this moment.
"Rumble rumble...
Suddenly, the ground trembled. The previously sunken ground began to rise rapidly. As the Dragon King Altar trembled, terrifying dragon might surged. The powerful warriors who had been hiding atop the altar were all sent flying backward and kicked out by the altar.
"What's going on?" People were greatly alarmed.
With a loud "bang," the barrier of the Dragon King's altar shattered. A terrifying dragon might erupted, sweeping across the heavens. Any strong cultivator approaching the altar spat blood wildly, flying out like meteors.
"Divine Bone!"
someone cried out, discovering that after the barrier shattered, the Divine Bone had emerged.
Long Chen glanced at Zhao Ritian, then at the Dragon Bone. Gritting his teeth, he suddenly abandoned Zhao Ritian and lunged straight at the Divine Bone. Seeing Long Chen move, Feng Fei's expression changed instantly.