Chapter 1226: Chu Renwang's Transformation

His Human King blood was activated, undergoing intense growth!

Chu Feng's body grew scalding hot, as if he were inside an immortal forge, being seared and roasted. Waves of heat emanated from him, and his muscles, bones, and flesh felt as if they were tearing apart.

At the same time, he felt a surging life force permeate his entire body.

Within him, his blood boiled. The blue blood was vanishing, replaced by surging golden blood that coursed through his veins, spreading to every part of his body.

A transformation of blood was underway!

The first-stage form of the Human King blood was fading, becoming a thing of the past. The blue blood was gone forever, having completely evolved into the second stage of golden blood, profoundly different from before.

Chu Feng felt an immense, surging power. With a single thought, his entire body began to glow, as if he were enveloped by a golden sun!

At this moment, even his hair turned golden-yellow, and his pupils shimmered with a golden hue.

The blood transformation was still underway!

Chu Feng was certain he was stronger than before. An invisible domain emanated from him, enveloping his surroundings in a golden shimmer. Amidst the surging golden light, he appeared to stand at the very center of laws, in an inherently invincible position!

At that moment, he felt as though he could punch through the heavens or knock the moon from the sky.

However, he remained clear-headed. This was the Yang Realm, where laws were exceptionally rigid; even Saints struggled to lift off the ground, effectively imprisoned by gravity. He knew he likely hadn't yet gained the ability to move mountains or turn over seas.

Yet, as he clenched his fists, he remained incredibly confident: Who among his peers could possibly contend with him?

He genuinely wanted to find a powerful expert of a similar cultivation level to test the results of his evolution.

He had been focused on deducing the principles of extreme Yin and extreme Yang, but he hadn't anticipated that in this state, his flesh and blood would be repeatedly purified and nourished by the creation matter within the Dao-Fusion Grass, causing his Human King blood to undergo such a dramatic metamorphosis.

Chu Feng didn't know how many forms a Human King could manifest, as even ancient texts lacked precise records. This knowledge was considered a profound secret within the Human King families.

However, there were external rumors suggesting there might be three or four forms.

Yet, those who genuinely managed to cultivate to the third form were exceedingly rare.

After all, there were only a handful of Human King families, and over time, various unforeseen events consistently led to a decrease in individuals with potent bloodlines.

Under normal evolutionary circumstances, some might undergo a rapid blood transformation through sheer serendipity, but for many, such a change wouldn't occur even over thousands or tens of thousands of years.

Naturally, this pertained only to the first two forms. The true third stage of Human King was incredibly rare and generally unrelated to younger generations.

The third-stage form was a matter contemplated primarily by the elders; legend held that reaching this stage allowed one to defy the passage of time, their body reverting to its golden era of youth.

Now, at such a young age, Chu Feng had already reached the second stage of Human King, manifesting its second form!

Moreover, his first form had already been blue-blooded, a fact that had even astonished Old Gu, who repeatedly called it "incredibly marvelous." Though he hadn't elaborated, Chu Feng's starting point seemed frighteningly high.

At this moment, Chu Feng naturally went all out, vigorously absorbing the creation matter. For the evolution of his Human King blood, he absolutely had to seize as much as possible.

During this process, he formed hand seals. Lightning flashed and thunder roared around him, golden electric arcs enveloped him from head to toe, and thunderbolts struck one after another, continuously exploding.

He was practicing the Lightning Fist, using it to conceal his brilliant golden light. He was concerned someone might discern his golden blood, so at this moment, the electric arcs cast forth various golden glows, interweaving and shimmering.

However, he was not afraid. The Reincarnation Soil and the chopstick-sized black wooden spear were still with the God King Dao Fruit, ready to be deployed at any moment.

If real danger arose, he'd kill a big one first, then reconsider!

“To have cultivated the Lightning Fist to such a degree is truly rare in this world. His flesh and blood are imbued with lightning runes, and his entire body has been baptized by thunder. Simply astonishing.”

Someone sighed, filled with envy.

Indeed, Chu Feng was drawing lightning into his body, allowing it to merge with his golden blood, roaring within his five organs and surging through his bones. This was both extremely dangerous and incredibly astonishing.

This was akin to a crude version of the Great Thunderous Breathing Technique. Because his entire body was being baptized by lightning, enduring it would yield immense benefits!

After cultivating the Lightning Fist to this extent, the benefits to oneself were myriad. By regularly using his flesh and blood to channel lightning, his bone marrow to bear thunder, and electric light to temper his five organs, how incredibly powerful would his physique become?

This was why the Buddhist clan's Great Thunderous Breathing Technique could awe the entire world!

Although Cao De's use of the Lightning Fist for this baptism was crude, if he could heal the internal injuries, he might achieve similar effects.

Around Chu Feng, various phenomena unfolded: lightning transformed into dragons, thunder became towering ancient trees, all accompanied by crackling golden electric clouds.

Then, waves upon waves, like raging golden lightning striking the shore, manifested around him. A figure stood amidst them, throwing punches, truly exuding an aura of peerless invincibility.

Some people's pupils constricted, sensing that Cao De's evolutionary path was extraordinary. His flesh and blood glowed golden, his sacred blood shone brightly, and lightning was integrating into every cell of his body, aiding his metamorphosis.

A Sub-Saint realm!

However, this type of evolution meant he could potentially kill a Saint!

This sent a chill through some hearts, their eyes flaring with murderous intent.

The God King Chi Feng of the Nine-Headed Bird clan, with his tall, upright figure and flowing crimson hair, exuded a terrifying aura as divine chains of God Kingly order materialized around him.

His eyes glowed with a bloody light, and behind him, an illusion of a sea of blood appeared, from which a terrifying, fierce bird soared. It seemed ready to spread its wings and cleave the sky, tearing open space with its soul-stirring cry.

“Hmph!”

At this crucial moment, Chi Feng let out a low growl, which exploded like thunder near Chu Feng. The terrifying sound wave distorted the very space it impacted, threatening to collapse it.

This was blatant interference, aimed at obstructing Chu Feng's enlightenment and plunging him into an irrecoverable state.

“How dare you!” Li Jiuxiao’s eyes blazed with cold light, and two sword-like beams shot from his pupils, intercepting Chi Feng's sound wave.

“I haven't touched him, nor have I killed him. No rules have been broken,” Chi Feng stated coldly.

Simultaneously, from the surging sea of blood behind him, the blood-colored demonic bird soared. Its nine-headed body let out a long cry, shaking heaven and earth, as one blood-colored divine chain of order after another bloomed around Chu Feng, too swiftly to be entirely stopped.

Li Jiuxiao and Mi Hong both intervened, but while they managed to dispel some of the divine chains of order, they couldn't extinguish them all in time.

The terrifying sound waves vibrated, causing the void to roar even more deafeningly than celestial thunder.

This wasn't meant to cause physical harm, but rather a targeted interference to inflict misfortune upon Chu Feng while he was in a state of enlightenment. They intended not only to interrupt his epiphany but also to cause him to suffer a Dao injury.

Monkey, Peng Wanli, Mi Qing, and others were all astonished and agitated. This situation was dire; a sudden attack from a God King was catastrophic for someone undergoing an epiphany.

Everyone else looked on with varied expressions. Having witnessed Cao De's powerful ascent, were they now about to witness his decline and downfall?

Upon closer examination, it was difficult to fault Chi Feng, as both sides had previously employed such methods to interfere with enlightenment, making it a tacitly accepted gray area.

Everyone stared intently at Chu Feng, wondering if he would cough up large mouthfuls of blood, his Dao foundation shattered, collapsing into a pool of blood.

The sound wave was terrifying, intertwined with blood-colored divine chains of order that had already sealed off space, a thunderous roar shaking the heavens!

Finally, everything settled. The sound waves vanished, the divine chains of order dissipated, revealing Cao De still seated on his meditation mat.

“Huh?!”

Some people showed surprise. He hadn't fallen; the golden light around him had become even more brilliant. His eyes were still closed; was he still in a state of enlightenment?

“Who's shouting? Who's providing entertainment for my enlightenment? Come on, this thunderous sound is precisely what I need most to comprehend the Lightning Fist. Let the bird cries and beast roars grow even more ferocious!”

Chu Feng uttered these words with his eyes still closed, rendering the entire scene silent.

Li Jiuxiao, who had been ready to act, immediately settled back onto his meditation mat, resuming his peaceful posture.

Mi Hong, also surprised, resumed his meditative cross-legged position.

The others were stunned. This was a direct provocation! A God King's interference had not only failed to affect him but had also been met with ridicule, supposedly aiding his enlightenment?

Was he inviting Chi Feng, the God King of the Nine-Headed Bird clan, to continue his interference and provide more 'bird cries and beast roars'?

Chi Feng's gaze was like a blade, incredibly chilling. This Cao De dared to ridicule him repeatedly, showing no regard for a God King's dignity. If this were in a desolate wilderness, he would naturally strike him down and tear him to shreds.

“God King Chi Feng, care for an encore?” Chu Feng remarked, eyes still closed.

He was performing the Lightning Fist, appearing to be in enlightenment. However, that wasn't the case at all; he was merely absorbing the creation matter to mature his Human King blood and complete the blood transformation.

Thus, those sound waves and terrible disturbances had absolutely no effect on him.

His 'epiphany' was merely a pretense.

Chi Feng's eyes were icy, his crimson hair flying. He resembled a great demon king bent on slaughtering the world, as the illusion of his nine-headed bird true form bobbed in a sea of blood behind him. He looked down upon Chu Feng.

“The rules of this battlefield may protect you for a moment, but they cannot protect you for a lifetime. Sometimes, this Yang Realm can feel vast and boundless, yet at other times, it can seem incredibly small. No matter how extraordinary you deem your talent, and no matter how much you 'hop around,' even if you instantly traverse twenty-four thousand miles on a cloud, you will never escape the grasp of a true powerhouse!”

Chi Feng's voice was chilling, a clear threat to Chu Feng. He explicitly stated his intent to kill him, asserting that as long as Chu Feng remained in the Yang Realm, the Nine-Headed Bird clan could easily eliminate him; he would never escape their grasp!

“Grandpa Cao awaits you! Aren't you from the Eleventh Forbidden Zone? In prehistoric times, even Li fought against forbidden zones, and Young Master Cao intends to emulate and surpass him!”

Upon hearing this, everyone shook their heads. These were clearly words spoken in anger; no one could believe that flattening a forbidden zone would be easy. The forbidden zones in the Yang Realm had existed undisturbed since ancient times.

Nevertheless, people recognized Cao De's undeniable audacity. To be so boisterous, even with mere verbal bravado, required a certain degree of courage.

“Once we're out... prepare your coffins!” These were Chi Feng's final words, overflowing with boundless killing intent and contempt for Chu Feng. He clearly intended to kill him without delay.

“Young Master is waiting! If you can't kill me, then you're my great-grandson! Bah, what good is a degenerate descendant like you? I despise you!”

They had completely fallen out; it was a life-or-death feud. If not for the public setting and the rules restricting him, Chi Feng would undoubtedly have charged forward immediately, unleashing his God King Fist Seal to obliterate him.

A thunderous rumble erupted!

Just then, Chu Feng rose and moved to a meditation mat not far from Li Jiuxiao, openly contending with him for the remaining creation matter.

Of the last three leaves on the Dao-Fusion Grass, the one facing Chi Feng snapped off with a 'crack,' carrying a few fruits as it flew towards Cao De.

Everyone knew the Dao-Fusion Grand Event was drawing to a close.

Meanwhile, the Nine-Headed Bird Chi Feng's eyes were bloodshot, his crimson hair wildly flying!