Chapter 1233: Crossing the Tribulation

Several saints blocked the path, speaking unkindly to Chu Feng. They declared, "We just want to protect Chimeng. What can you, Cao De, do about it?!"

Flames burst forth from Chu Feng's pupils. These individuals were truly excessively arrogant, and their intense hostility was astonishingly directed at him.

He believed he had no prior enmity or karma with these people. Clearly, these were saints secretly bribed by the Nine-Headed Bird Chimeng, waiting here specifically to ambush him.

Especially now, rumors were circulating that Cao De's rise and sudden strength were entirely due to the Fusion Dao Grass, which made these saints envious.

Therefore, they lined up side by side, blocking the path forward.

"Get out of my way!" Chu Feng sharply warned, his emotions surging and murderous intent seething like raging waves.

"Who gave you the confidence to rebuke a saint?!" a silver-haired saint retorted.

This silver-haired saint was a member of the Silver Wolf clan. After transforming into human form, their predatory gaze was awe-inspiring and extremely dominant.

The other nine saints also revealed murderous intent. Some had cold smiles, some wore mocking grins, and others openly scorned Cao De.

They dared to block the path here, naturally with ample confidence.

They had thoroughly investigated and learned that the First Saint Kunlong's severe injuries were the result of Cao De's sneak attack, not a direct confrontation.

Moreover, they were carrying powerful killing artifacts!

Now, let alone facing Cao De, who was at the Sub-Saint realm, they dared to deliver fatal blows even against cultivators above the Saint realm.

Chu Feng moved, forcing his way through. His body shimmered with brilliant light, enveloped in a radiant divine halo, and vast energy erupted from him like a volcanic eruption.

Divine radiance shot from all his pores, a release of his latent potential. Faint golden blood energy lay dormant within him, making him incredibly intimidating.

"Die!"

The silver-haired saint bellowed, holding a pitch-black scroll. He hurled it directly at Chu Feng, instantly plunging the entire sky into oppressive, boundless darkness.

The scroll obscured the sky, pouring forth black mist that covered the heavens. It turned the entire world inky black, where one couldn't see their own hand.

"The Underworld Scroll?!"

Someone gasped in alarm. This was a formidable killing artifact, reputed to allow entry but no exit. Once trapped inside, it was like entering the underworld, where one would be corroded by malevolent energy and reduced to a puddle of cold blood.

Legend had it that this formidable artifact from the underworld was connected to the Reincarnation Hunters, and ordinary individuals could not forge it.

Undoubtedly, this was an incomplete scroll. The true Dark Underworld Scroll was meant for targeting great figures, infinitely terrifying, and simply impossible to bring into the Saint Encampment.

Even so, it was not something a Sub-Saint could contend with; even a Saint, if drawn in, would be reduced to a puddle of pus and blood.

Unfortunately, it encountered Chu Feng, a person who had even ventured into the true underworld and set foot in the ultimate realm of reincarnation. He truly wasn't afraid of this malevolent energy's corrosion.

Indeed, when darkness enveloped the area, many trembled, almost unable to move.

Inside the scroll, malevolent energy and dark power permeated, causing creatures from the Yang realm to shiver, their souls almost frozen, and their bodies on the verge of turning into pus and blood.

However, Chu Feng was unharmed.

After being enveloped by the scroll, he was somewhat surprised, wondering if this was truly what they called a powerful killing artifact.

However, when he became slightly distracted and dazed, many misunderstood, thinking he was trapped, a motionless figure within the painting.

Some sighed softly, pitying Cao De for encountering a fragment of the Underworld Scroll. They knew that if this dark ancient artifact hadn't been damaged, it had once captured and killed a Heavenly Venerate who possessed memories of a past life!

"Although it's merely a damaged fragment now, it's enough to kill a Sub-Saint!"

"Is Cao De finished?!"

Some exclaimed in surprise. Just a moment ago, Cao De had been full of momentum, piercing through the Sub-Saint encampment to reach this point, yet in an instant, he was about to be executed!

In the distance, the Nine-Headed Bird Chimeng smiled, a sinister grin. His pleasure was mixed with coldness and cruelty. He was relieved that his adversary was finally going to die.

However, he felt a slight regret that the essence of the Fusion Dao Grass within Cao De's body would likely be divided among many, and he wouldn't be able to enjoy it exclusively.

Chimeng vented his dissatisfaction. "Cao De, do you really think that with your potential and exceptional talent, you can run rampant? Just a rogue cultivator without the backing of a great clan, where do you get the confidence to challenge me? I can easily find a reason to kill you." Only he knew how difficult it was to kill Cao De in this damned encampment, having to abide by its infernal rules.

"Crack!"

Suddenly, with a crisp sound, it was as if a piece of paper had been torn.

In the sky, the dark Underworld Scroll showed cracks. The figure within the painting moved, actually stepping out and swooping down.

The Silver Wolf clan saint, who had been smiling, thinking he was about to eliminate Cao De, was caught completely off guard when Cao De burst out immediately, his expression freezing.

The other nine saints reacted similarly. Just moments ago, some had ridiculed, others scorned, and some chuckled lightly, all believing it would be easy to take down Cao De and that the situation was decided.

Some of them even spoke up, telling the Silver Wolf to show mercy and not actually refine Cao De into pus and blood, as that would prevent them from extracting the essence of this "humanoid great medicine."

Who would have thought that Cao De was not trapped at all, but instead directly broke out of the painting and charged forth?

The distance was too close to dodge. The Silver Wolf clan's saint leader took a solid kick directly to the face. Chu Feng's blow landed firmly and heavily.

"Ah..." the silver-haired man cried out, almost reverting to his true wolf form.

Crack!

Chu Feng followed, twisting his neck with one hand and, with a raise of his other hand, extinguished his soul light!

Boom!

Chu Feng went berserk, golden lightning surrounding his body. He unleashed it toward the others, powerfully sweeping over and targeting everyone.

Some vomited mouthfuls of blood, as it was too sudden and incredibly difficult to dodge.

This was largely because the Silver Wolf, believing the situation was settled, had summoned the pitch-black scroll from mid-air, bringing it too close to his palm.

Therefore, when Chu Feng broke out of the painting, he was immediately beside them.

Furthermore, at that very moment, he unleashed his Lightning Fist, swift as thunder. The fist light was too fierce and too fast; these people couldn't dodge.

In an instant, four or five people were struck. Even their saintly bodies were pierced, leaving them covered in blood.

"Kill!"

The remaining few were in disarray, dodging away. Though struck by lightning, their injuries were not severe, and they immediately counterattacked.

However, what horrified these individuals was that Cao De could fight them head-on, proving overwhelmingly powerful. The toughness of his physical body was even greater than theirs.

"How the hell did he cultivate this?" they wondered. "A creature a realm lower than us, yet his physique far surpasses ours!"

In the fierce clash, Chu Feng held nothing back, using the Seven Treasures Miraculous Art—a powerful killing technique—to deliver fatal blows to several of them.

He saw that these individuals still held another scroll, black as ink, which was also an Underworld Scroll, but larger in area. To kill him, the relevant parties had truly been willing to pay a heavy price, providing such fragments of ancient artifacts.

Chu Feng didn't want to become a figure in a painting again, so his counterattack was exceptionally fierce.

He controlled two types of rare heavenly and earthly treasures. When using the Seven Treasures Miraculous Art, he wielded earth-attribute and yin-attribute energies. These two energies intertwined, striking out like a helix, their power overwhelmingly devastating.

Even as saints, these few ultimately grunted, suffering soul damage!

Then, torn apart by the helical force, they finally exploded!

Chu Feng simply rushed through, killing his way forward. The combined efforts of the ten saints to block him had failed: six were dead, and four were heavily wounded.

He charged towards the Nine-Headed Bird Chimeng in the distance, ready to kill him!

"Stop him!" the Nine-Headed Bird shouted.

Clearly, he was eager to kill Chu Feng immediately. Within this Saint encampment were members of his family, assassins he had bribed, and other masters he had incited.

At this moment, many believed that Cao De was a humanoid heavenly medicine. His blood contained fragments of the Great Dao, equivalent to half a stalk of Fusion Dao Grass. If he were captured, they could take his place.

Moreover, just a sip of Cao De's blood could increase their strength; he was practically a piece of immortal flesh.

But many also held back, realizing Cao De's danger: he was a humanoid fierce beast!

However, many others did move. The cultivators here were all saints, all powerful experts, and their swarming charge appeared formidable.

Chu Feng faced far greater pressure here than he had in the Sub-Saint encampment.

He harbored murderous intent, and his emotions fluctuated violently.

Then, his expression changed. His pupils rapidly contracted, shooting out terrifying golden beams of light.

When he became angry, the golden Human King's blood surged. Unable to suppress it, he was about to break through, directly ascending into the Saint realm.

"No," he thought, "I haven't undergone the Sub-Saint Heavenly Tribulation yet. Without tempering my true body with the power of heaven and earth, breaking through like this would be too much of a loss!"

Chu Feng forcibly suppressed himself, not wanting to break through immediately.

If people knew, they would be stunned, only able to marvel that such an anomaly was truly rare.

In this Yang realm, heavenly tribulations were terrifying; many people didn't even have time to dodge them.

Boom!

The next moment, Chu Feng felt something. Blood-red light surged above his head, crimson clouds appeared, and then the terrifying heavenly tribulation descended.

A bolt of blood-red lightning struck down, making him stumble and disheveling his hair.

Next, a patch of black clouds flew over, unleashing dark, lifeless black lightning that struck him, almost sending him flying horizontally.

In an instant, many different colored tribulation clouds appeared, bombarding Chu Feng relentlessly.

All the saints in the vicinity fled, not daring to rush forward, because this Sub-Saint Heavenly Tribulation actually threatened them, making their hair stand on end and sending chills down their spines.

"This kind of heavenly tribulation is rare throughout history, too intense, powerful enough to strike down a saint!" someone exclaimed.

Then, people again attributed this phenomenon to the Fusion Dao Grass. Now, whenever Cao De displayed anything unusual, they believed it was due to him absorbing the Fusion Dao Grass.

Boom!

Blood light engulfed the world, and the blood-red lightning, specifically targeting Chu Feng's physical body, continuously struck down.

Crack!

The black lightning specifically aimed to extinguish Chu Feng's soul light, keeping him highly focused and tense, on high alert.

Between heaven and earth, clouds of various colors suddenly appeared, continuously unleashing terrifying bolts of lightning that engulfed Chu Feng's position.

"This is almost comparable to the strongest Sub-Saint Heavenly Tribulation in history, isn't it?" Even God Kings felt chills after witnessing this scene, filled with shock and uncertainty.

In fact, who among them had ever seen the strongest heavenly tribulation in history? They had only read some records in ancestral notes; no one had witnessed it firsthand.

Therefore, even with some doubt now, no one could confirm what level of heavenly tribulation Cao De was currently undergoing.

"Now that he's preoccupied, it's the best chance to kill him!" the Nine-Headed Bird incited, urging others to strike.

There was a large group of saints here, on their territory. Chimeng believed that if they combined their strength to deliver fatal blows, Chu Feng, despite being a Sub-Saint, no matter how strong, would still suffer defeat.

Indeed, some took action, conjuring Dragon-Phoenix Scissors. They transformed into a black true dragon and a blood-red phoenix, crossing each other, and moved to cut Cao De.

This was another terrifying killing artifact; at the very least, it was a formidable secret treasure that even saints found difficult to activate, consuming an immense amount of energy.

Even amidst the heavenly tribulation, Chu Feng was very alert. He immediately noticed the black and red light, punched out, and sent the Dragon-Phoenix Scissors flying.

"Do you all want to die?!"

Chu Feng bellowed, his eyes cold and ruthless. Through the blood-red lightning and black electric light, he looked at the cultivators attacking him, then fixed his gaze on Chimeng in the distance.

Then, he charged over, even while undergoing tribulation, determined to pursue and kill his enemies.

The saints scattered in all directions. They certainly didn't want to get caught in the heavenly tribulation, as this kind of lightning could clearly trap them in a fatal situation.

Chu Feng didn't pursue further. He was now covered in blood and felt very uncomfortable. He didn't know if this heavenly tribulation was considered the strongest for the Sub-Saint realm, but it definitely surpassed previous ones by too much, and he was almost unable to endure it.

Boom!

In the dazzling light, at the very last moment, eighty-one bolts of multicolored heavenly lightning suddenly descended. They seemed to carry wisps of chaotic energy and all slammed into Chu Feng's body, making him cough up large mouthfuls of blood. His entire body was tattered, almost exploding.

"Huh? It's over!" Chu Feng looked up at the sky, seeing it clear for thousands of miles.

Boom!

He quickly activated his Human King blood, his entire body glowing. He immediately repaired his injuries, his whole being radiant. His body instantly recovered, filled with explosive, masculine power.

Then, he set his gaze on Chimeng and the others!

Moreover, his aura was surging, growing stronger. He was about to directly become a saint. He no longer wanted to hold back; since he was going to do something big before leaving, he might as well ascend and then embark on a killing spree!