Chapter 1261: Horizontal Strike on the Myth

“Cao De, won't you bow your head yet? Crawl over and die!”

At this moment, Li Chentian was savage, roaring for Cao De to offer his neck for slaughter. His murderous aura was palpable, and his energy field had turned dark again.

Around him, darkness consumed everything, as if hell had cracked open and was slowly engulfing the land.

Li Chentian was tall, clad in cold, crimson-gold armor, with his hair unbound. His gaze was like a knife's edge, his imposing aura chilling many saints who looked upon him.

At this moment, he was exceptionally powerful, his blood energy surging from his crown, causing the sky to roar and tremble violently.

He resembled a peerless demonic overlord, manifest in the mortal world, with ominous visions appearing around him. At his feet lay the corpses of gods, their blood staining the entire earth crimson, emanating an overwhelming aura of slaughter.

These visions, these terrifying scenes that emerged, made people's scalps tingle. He now seemed like the reincarnated Mad Martialist, stepping forth from prehistoric times!

Li Chentian advanced step by step. With each stride, the entire battlefield trembled, and the heavens and earth roared, resonating with his movement.

This power, this tyrannical aura, sent shivers down people's spines. All the saints were convinced that one direct hit would cause them to explode instantly, body and soul annihilated.

Li Chentian was now unassailable, striking fear into all the saints. Just witnessing his combat stance made them tremble and their hearts pound, making them wish to flee.

Chu Feng remained calm, full of confidence.

“Your elder brother said similar things to me, but he died and became the rot beneath my feet!”

Having spoken, Chu Feng charged forward, like a comet grazing the earth, leaving a terrifying trail of light that made tears stream from many onlookers' eyes.

His aura was equally powerful, as he struck across the battlefield!

Li Chentian moved first, launching a fierce assault. He accelerated, his blood energy merging with his terrifying power, as if the heavens were collapsing and the earth was rending. The ground beneath his feet continuously sank and exploded, and massive black fissures spread in all directions!

Two figures could be seen rising, colliding violently in mid-air. Countless bolts of lightning flashed, thunder roared deafeningly, sand and stones flew, and the entire battlefield shook violently, continuously breaking apart.

Their destructive power was astonishing, as if they were descendants of chaos demons, shattering the sky, sinking the earth, and rampaging across the world.

Chu Feng's heart jolted. As expected, the opponent's combat power surged after donning this ancient, even somewhat tattered, crimson-gold armor. Every strike was incredibly forceful and heavy.

Li Chentian's claim of wanting to slaughter Great Sages was not empty talk. With this current enhancement, he was terrifyingly powerful, capable of sweeping across the battlefield.

With every raise of his hand or foot, his entire being harmonized with the heavens and earth, as if he had become one with them, omnipotent. He could easily kill swaths of saints.

Between him and Chu Feng, profound techniques blossomed, energy surged, and sacred domains clashed, leading to an intensely fierce battle.

In fact, Li Chentian was even more surprised. He was wearing special armor imbued with the terrifying demonic nature of the Mad Martialist, and should have been invincible. How could Cao De still block him?

In his view, Cao De was simply unfathomable. He had thought he'd measured the extent of his opponent's power, only for it to have increased by another significant margin.

Li Chentian's deep-set eyes were like two black holes. In his grand confrontation with Chu Feng, he was truly using his utmost strength.

“Kill!”

Chu Feng roared, grayish mini-grinding wheels forming in his hands, merging with his flesh and blood. He felt as if he could shatter the firmament and seek eternity!

From his fists, torrents of light surged, spewing golden mist and radiating divine brilliance that engulfed the heavens and earth, almost filling the entire battlefield!

This sight was shocking, leaving many staring wide-eyed.

The armor Li Chentian wore clanged loudly under the impacts, sparks flying everywhere. It was as if he was possessed by thunder and lightning, constantly erupting with dazzling light and explosive energy.

His heart sank slightly. Without this armor, would he have been in danger?!

This enraged him. He was a successor of the Mad Martialist lineage, and he possessed part of the essence of the armor the Mad Martialist wore in his youth. Yet, he was still being suppressed?

The two clashed, their fist-prints slamming, divine techniques sweeping, and legs colliding, growing even more intense.

With a great roar from Li Chentian, his eyes gushed divine light, transforming from demonic to sacred—this was a unique aspect of the Mad Martialist's profound art, capable of conversion.

Illusion and reality, life and death, could all be interchanged. His entire body erupted with dazzling energy, endless light appearing around him, and a bleeding battlefield emerging beneath his feet.

It was a vision, yet it transformed from illusion to reality, manifesting truly and tangibly.

As he circulated his profound art, illusion and reality interchanged, and life and death cycled, creating an infinitely terrifying spectacle.

On the bleeding ground beneath his feet, the corpses of gods lay prostrate, and countless divine weapons floated up, dazzling brightly.

Around him, to the front and back, left and right, and in mid-air, there were only weapons. Each one was dazzling and incomparably sacred, as if he had arrived at a battlefield of deities.

“Kill!”

Li Chentian roared. With a wave of his hand, one hundred golden divine swords floated up from the battlefield, all erupting with sky-shattering sword light and flying towards Chu Feng.

At this critical juncture, he unleashed another peerless secret art, transforming illusion into reality. He summoned the bleeding battlefield of gods and demons, making it truly appear, and manipulated a hundred weapons.

Sword energy surged, crisscrossing and charging!

In an instant, the sword energy transformed endlessly, boundless and limitless. Terrifying beams of light interwoven into a battlefield like a glittering star sea, engulfing Chu Feng.

Boom!

Chu Feng's King of Humans blood surged around him, his Golden Sacred Domain reinforced and becoming even more solid and indestructible. Furthermore, mist billowed from his arms, as if chaos permeated them, blocking the many divine swords.

When those weapons capable of cleaving a hundred saints flew towards him, the area became incredibly dazzling, filled with sword energy and golden light everywhere!

However, at the very last moment, they all stopped, fixed in the void, unable to move.

Chu Feng's King of Humans Sacred Domain imprisoned the void, binding the hundred weapons, as if they had fallen into a silent picture. The entire world became tranquil, falling into absolute stillness!

All around, countless people were dumbfounded.

Li Chentian's pupils also constricted, then his eyes blazed with light as he lunged forward!

However, at this moment, Chu Feng moved first, his entire body erupting with light. Lines, all golden symbols, appeared near his King of Humans Sacred Domain!

He had long ago carved the mysterious symbols from his palm onto his external sacred domain, which was why its power was unparalleled, and at this moment, it unleashed a massive eruption!

With a roar, all hundred divine swords exploded. Some snapped, some shattered, and some turned to dust, completely disintegrating and utterly destroyed.

So strong?!

This was beyond everyone's expectations!

At this moment, even some elder figures were moved. This Cao De must have a profound background. Who said he was a wild cultivator, a rogue cultivator? His inheritance was extraordinary!

Another peerless profound technique of the Mad Martialist lineage was broken, which was shocking!

What kind of symbols were those? They were too bizarre, profound, and terrifyingly powerful. People even suspected that there was a being behind Cao De comparable to the Mad Martialist.

Otherwise, how could such a disciple be born?

Many suspected that those mythical beings from prehistoric times might not have truly died in famous mountains and great rivers; perhaps they were still alive.

Only such powerful beings could leave behind such an inheritance!

“Kill!”

Li Chentian roared and lunged forward immediately. Beneath his feet was still the bleeding battlefield, with countless corpses of gods and demons suspended, and various dazzling weapons bobbing around them. All of them shot out, blasting towards Chu Feng.

Gods and demons roared, attacking Chu Feng together.

Weapons resonated: silver great bells, azure-gold sacred towers, crimson-blood spears... boundless and endless, forming a mountain range of weapons that shot towards Chu Feng, striking him down.

“Boom!”

Chu Feng's King of Humans Sacred Domain erupted, golden runes within it shining brilliantly, blocking all the corpses of gods and demons, and divine weapons, completely imprisoning them.

A massive explosion rocked the heavens and earth. The corpses of gods and demons, and the weapons, all disintegrated and shattered, god-demon blood and weapon fragments splattering everywhere.

After unleashing this profound technique, Li Chentian's body dimmed slightly. He seemed to vanish, lurking in the void.

When all the gods and demons and weapons disappeared and exploded, the illusion-to-reality vision completely disintegrated. He reappeared, deploying his strongest trump card.

Li Chentian's hands glowed, and he chanted a true scripture, once again unleashing the Time Art—"Slaying a Thousand Autumns"!

Overall, this profound art, ranked among the top few in the Yang Realm, could be called an invincible technique, and he employed it again.

This time, he hid within the energy surges, lurking behind the shattered vision of the god-demon battlefield, then suddenly struck out with incredible sharpness, unstoppable.

Li Chentian's full armor clanged and roared, glowing. Faintly, a phantom seemed to emerge around his body, looking exactly like... the Mad Martialist in his youth!

This time, Li Chentian intended to utterly kill Chu Feng.

He held a golden sheet of paper between his hands, wielding it like a divine blade, and slashed towards Chu Feng. Dazzling golden light ripped through the heavens and earth, terrifyingly powerful.

The roaring of the Great Dao, fragments of time fluttering and intertwining, formed a world-shattering spectacle!

Chu Feng moved his hands, and faintly two grinding wheels appeared. He suddenly clapped his hands together with a bang, as if forming a complete grinding wheel, once again clamping the golden paper that was like a divine blade.

His eyes swept over the runes on the paper, then with a thunderous sound, he crushed it forcefully. The Time Art—"Slaying a Thousand Autumns"—was declared shattered.

When his hands came together, golden symbols shimmered in his palms, radiating incredibly brilliant light.

With a bang, the golden paper exploded.

This time, Chu Feng stood his ground, unmoving, and was not sent flying.

Li Chentian, on the other hand, flew backward, coughing up large mouthfuls of blood.

Chu Feng followed up, swift as lightning, catching up instantly. He struck decisively, his fist-prints like rainbows, as if two grinding wheels were smashing forward.

With just one strike, a bloody hole appeared on Li Chentian's body. His body shook violently, the armor in that area shattered, and some plates flew off, a truly shocking sight.

This was a battle suit into which fragments of the Mad Martialist's armor were melted, imbued with supreme demonic nature.

Boom!

Chu Feng struck again. With another punch, Li Chentian was sent flying sideways, another bloody hole appearing on his body, and a large section of his armor shattered.

Without the armor, many elder figures were convinced Li Chentian would have been shattered. What kind of profound technique was that? Its power was astonishing!

Chu Feng pursued, the roaring of the Great Dao deafening. He punched repeatedly, hitting Li Chentian until he was on the verge of exploding. His armor disintegrated, and demonic blood splattered!

Chu Feng's fist-prints were terrifying. Each punch created a bloody hole, almost piercing Li Chentian through every time!

The desire to slaughter a Great Sage and challenge a myth had truly begun, but it was not Li Chentian who was accomplishing it; it was his opponent!