Chapter 1359: Soul River Life Has No Higher or Lower Value

Yuan Feng was shocked and enraged. He was a Celestial Venerable; why couldn't he dodge? Even though he had suppressed his power to the Saint realm, his experience and insight should have allowed him to cope. Theoretically, after "walking the backward path," individuals like him should not fear Great Saints.

Yet, his speed and reactions now seemed incredibly sluggish. He simply couldn't escape the reach of this punch; all his routes were sealed off.

The punch radiated a light that was both dazzling and brilliant, possessing immense power, and it was already right in front of him.

He dodged with all his might, but the punch still connected. His left ear buzzed violently as the golden fist struck it, instantly sending celestial blood splattering. He nearly toppled to the ground, his eardrum possibly ruptured.

He was left with ringing ears, even temporary deafness. This felt utterly absurd to him: a Celestial Venerable, after suppressing himself to the Saint realm, was being utterly crushed by a junior.

Indeed, he felt truly overwhelmed. How could anyone suffer such a devastating loss right at the beginning of a fight?

Yuan Feng surged his spirit, energy, and essence. His blood energy boiled, and the dormant power within him erupted, nearly breaching the limits of the Saint realm. He could no longer tolerate this humiliation.

A protective light barrier, composed of pure crimson-gold symbols, formed around his body, shielding him from further attacks.

However, Chu Feng's extraordinary attacks were astounding, like a wisp of primordial light, shifting unpredictably and possessing the intimidating power of thunder.

Yuan Feng grunted as the protective light barrier around him disintegrated, pierced by Chu Feng's special techniques.

"The Seven Treasures Mysterious Art!" Yuan Feng's pupils constricted. He had seen this mysterious art before, but he had never witnessed anyone cultivate this ultimate skill to such a formidable degree.

This mysterious art was incredibly difficult to cultivate, demanding the collection of rare celestial and earthly treasures. The higher the grade of these materials, the more potent the art became once they were fused.

"What did you collect?" he couldn't help but ask during his counterattack.

Chu Feng smirked coldly, continuing his assault. For his Seven Treasures Mysterious Art, he had collected four supreme materials. He intended to eventually rival the Time Art, which meant he needed to achieve peak power. At present, he felt incredibly confident.

As the mysterious art was unleashed, it tore open the light barrier and swept over Yuan Feng, causing blood to gush from him. His chest caved in, nearly pierced straight through, leaving him transparent from front to back.

"Ah!"

Yuan Feng roared, feeling utter humiliation. To think, after so many years of fame, he was now suffering such incredible wounds, his chest torn open by a junior. He felt increasingly aggrieved.

Within him, his most potent blood glowed. He truly couldn't hold back any longer; he was about to unleash his Celestial Venerable-level power.

However, when he allowed even a few wisps of energy to circulate, this small world trembled, emitting terrifying cracking sounds. It was on the verge of disintegration; this entire secret realm threatened to collapse.

In an instant, Yuan Feng felt as if cold water had been poured over his head. He immediately suppressed that energy again, dimming his body, not daring to make any rash moves.

He feared that if he did so, the small world would shatter, and Cao De would be utterly destroyed, body and soul. Where would he then find the mark of the Yu Shang lineage?

To obtain the mark and find the supreme artifact enveloped by the Mother Qi of All Things, his clan had endured for years, never launching a decisive strike.

Now, he couldn't possibly extinguish his last hope entirely.

But he also deeply resented that the mark had to be willingly transferred by the host. Otherwise, it would be dangerous and rejected, yielding nothing.

The moment he was slightly distracted, Chu Feng's punch landed, slamming into his face. His mouth filled with blood, his nose seemed broken, and he couldn't open his eyes.

This punch was so powerful that his vision went black, and he nearly fainted.

"Celestial Venerables really do have thick skins," Chu Feng sighed.

Regardless, even though his opponent suppressed his cultivation and the energy within his body lay dormant in its deepest parts, an instinct for self-preservation, aided by a secret power, still kicked in to mitigate harm when attacked.

Otherwise, any other Saint would have been instantly blown apart by Chu Feng.

Yuan Feng activated the Soul Severing Bell, his own body glowing, covered in countless brilliant symbols. He fought Chu Feng, intent on capturing him.

But when the Seven Treasures Mysterious Art swept past, the silver bell was sent flying, bearing clear marks and signs of damage.

Moreover, when this mysterious art swept over Yuan Feng, it tore his skin and flesh, ripping a large chunk from his abdomen across his chest and up to his shoulder, nearly dislodging his bones.

"How is this possible?" Yuan Feng muttered to himself, both shocked and enraged. "He is indeed a Great Saint, but he can actually wound me like this, and his speed is too incredible!"

At this point, a chill ran through him. In the same realm, he was being utterly suppressed and beaten; he was no match.

"You should be grateful that you have dormant Celestial Venerable-level energy within you," Chu Feng said. "Otherwise, you would have been dead long ago, your physical body pierced and exploded multiple times by me."

"I will unleash my Celestial Venerable energy and annihilate you!" Yuan Feng roared, his eyes gleaming with ferocity.

Chu Feng secretly prepared the stone jar, to prevent Yuan Feng from truly destroying this small world and causing mutual destruction. However, he believed his opponent wouldn't resort to that easily.

After all, the opponent had come for him, seeking that mark, and still coveted the mysterious ancient supreme artifact.

Furthermore, if the small world were truly destroyed, a Celestial Venerable might not even survive. Despite the secret realm's current fragility, its ancient grade was terrifyingly high, and it contained astonishing energy.

Once a Celestial Venerable destroyed this place, they would most likely perish as well.

Chu Feng remained silent, continuously attacking at extreme speed. He moved like a shimmering light dancing in the mundane world, elegant in his movements yet terrifyingly lethal.

This time, after Chu Feng's Seven Treasures Mysterious Art swept forth, Celestial Venerable Yuan Feng was enraged with humiliation. A large chunk of his scalp had been sliced off, his hair gone, revealing bone and a bloody mess.

Even his skull was nearly split open; this was a fatal attack.

Even he himself admitted that if it weren't for the dormant Celestial Venerable energy within him, this single blow would have utterly annihilated his body and soul.

"Kill!"

He opened his mouth and unleashed a torrent of energy, adorned with diagrams of suns, moons, and star rivers, attempting to suppress Chu Feng. But in an instant, Chu Feng swept horizontally through the air, easily dodging the attack.

"You're too slow! Are you an old ox spitting drool? You can't even hit me when I'm standing right here!" Chu Feng mocked.

Then, he suddenly charged forward, attacking again.

Yuan Feng attacked, but unfortunately, his movements appeared incredibly slow through Chu Feng's unique Fiery Golden Eyes. His actions seemed dissected, stretched, and elongated; what was originally as swift as lightning now paused and unfolded in slow motion.

This was the terrifying power of the mutated Fiery Golden Eyes, sometimes called the Battle Golden Eyes, specifically designed for combat. With such eyes, it was difficult not to defeat an opponent.

Only a few other rare and special eyes could possibly compare.

"Boom!"

Chu Feng charged again. This time, white mist billowed from his mouth, and special symbols flashed – it was the complete Daoist Robbery Breathing Technique.

Simultaneously, he unleashed the Ultimate Fist, its imprint vast and majestic like the sky, its power surging exponentially.

Outside Chu Feng's body, besides the golden light, there was also a faint layer of blood-red light. This was a hallmark of the Ultimate Fist; aside from Li, almost no one had managed to master it.

"Hm?" Yuan Feng was surprised; even as a Celestial Venerable, he sensed something unusual.

Chu Feng himself was also astonished, deeply feeling that the power of this punch far surpassed anything he had achieved before.

He instantly understood. Old Gu had once told him that to master the Ultimate Fist, one had to complement it with a supreme breathing technique to mend its broken path.

Furthermore, it could be nourished with the blood of myriad spirits to sublimate its fist intent, significantly enhancing the strength of those who practiced this fist scripture. Therefore, tempering oneself on the battlefield was ideal.

Now that Chu Feng had obtained the complete Daoist Robbery Breathing Technique, it was crucial for the mastery of this fist scripture, which was why the power of his fist imprint had soared.

Yuan Feng tried to dodge, but all his movements appeared incredibly slow to Chu Feng. All of his changes were observed by Chu Feng's Fiery Golden Eyes, unable to escape their scrutiny, and all his evolving trajectories were discerned, making it impossible for him to evade.

This punch, emanating dazzling golden light mixed with a faint blood-red glow from Chu Feng's body, directly pierced Yuan Feng's chest. Blood splattered, and he let out a miserable scream.

"How is this possible?!"

Yuan Feng was furious. Why hadn't his dormant Celestial Venerable energy activated its self-protection in advance?

Soon, he realized something. This young man had completed the first stage of the Ultimate Fist's cultivation, achieving a conquest that transcended species and realms.

His powerful clan naturally had some understanding of the Ultimate Fist, knowing its terror and mystery. This fist scripture was known to sever the hope of advancement. However, it had also been speculated that if one could truly master it, it would be incredibly terrifying, bestowing all sorts of unimaginable divine abilities, for its fist intent possessed life.

"Old fella, are you a snail reincarnated? You're incredibly slow! Take another Ultimate Punch from Chu!"

Chu Feng fought to his heart's content, unleashing attacks that were no different from wielding lightning. His speed was terrifying, and his dazzling fist light illuminated the entire area, shaking all mountains and rivers and causing the earth to crack open.

Yuan Feng's arm broke; after being struck by Chu Feng, his right arm shattered at the elbow.

"It's the unique characteristic of the Fiery Golden Eyes, able to disregard my speed! Your eyes have mutated! Furthermore, you've mastered the Ultimate Fist! I underestimated you. Could it be that you have another hidden background?"

Yuan Feng staggered, then leaped high into the air, attempting to escape. Unfortunately, the next moment he was hit again: his right knee exploded, sending blood and bone fragments splattering.

At this moment, Chu Feng felt extreme danger. He knew he had pushed Yuan Feng into a desperate situation, and his opponent was now enraged to the point of desperation.

He flashed away, retreating at extreme speed and charging towards a specific direction within the secret realm. He wanted to test if that peculiar place held lethal power against Celestial Venerables.

"You think you can leave? You can't escape!" Yuan Feng was indeed furious to the extreme. At this point, he truly couldn't hold back any longer, unable to restrain himself. He attempted to invoke his Celestial Venerable-level Fruit Position to suppress Chu Feng.

All things in heaven and earth trembled, void cracks burst open, and the small world was on the verge of shattering.

All this happened because wisps of Celestial Venerable-level energy began to emerge.

Chu Feng held the stone jar to protect himself, ensuring he wouldn't die a violent death if the small world exploded.

At the same time, he increasingly wanted to use his Great Divine King Dao Fruit to gauge Celestial Venerable-level figures, to see if he could kill them.

However, everything exceeded his expectations. Although he was mentally prepared, he was still incredibly shocked by what happened next.

He arrived near the dry Reincarnation Sea. The path of reincarnation, formed by energy ripples, was still there, and he could still see the bank of the Soul River. This place felt like a hellish dirge, eerie and terrifying.

Even someone as strong as Yuan Feng, upon reaching this place, suddenly became rigid. His eyes quickly dimmed and became lifeless. He was terrified, struggling fiercely, but it was useless. Mechanically and rigidly, he stepped forward, ultimately walking towards that peculiar path.

When he fell into the dry Reincarnation Sea, his body instantly turned into dust, and his soul light was then confined within that glowing energy channel, rushing towards the bank of the Soul River.

"He was eliminated!" Chu Feng exclaimed, surprised.

He had thought a Celestial Venerable would be able to avoid it, as only Saints had perished there before.

However, the outcome was cruel and terrifying. Even a powerful Celestial Venerable, just like the Saints, had his soul easily drawn away upon reaching this place, perishing right there.

Chu Feng looked at the glowing stone jar, which also imbued his body with a faint crystalline radiance. This was what protected him.

"You've spanned several epochs, what exactly is your origin?" Chu Feng murmured softly, rubbing the stone jar with his hand.

Although he hadn't been able to personally test a Celestial Venerable, he still felt a great sense of accomplishment.

"A Great Divine King might still be unable to kill a Celestial Venerable, but they should be able to retreat unharmed," Chu Feng calmly assessed his strength. "Furthermore, if I advance further, becoming a Half-step Celestial Venerable, or even approaching that level, it would be enough to rampage through all directions."