Chapter 224: Diamond Invincible Drill

Aman smiled faintly, looking down at the group. He had summoned Schiller, intent on ending their lives. In his eyes, these individuals were ridiculous; they wouldn't understand what was happening even as they died.

At that moment, Chu Feng already held the Vajra Bodhi in his hand, ready to strike!

The Black Yak was incredibly tense, waiting for Schiller to approach, to step into the ambush laid by the Northeast Tiger and the Phoenix King. The success of their first strike was crucial, as much depended on it.

Even the Yellow Ox's face was taut. Today was a bit risky, but it was worth it. Otherwise, if Schiller fully recovered, his unrestrained assassinations would be far more terrifying.

In the distance, the Northeast Tiger and the Phoenix King stood ready, their pores sealed and breaths held, poised for a killing blow.

They knew Schiller had arrived. As a powerful being who had broken six shackles, he was almost clairvoyant. A faint ripple of energy from Schiller moments ago had not escaped their notice.

Schiller was utterly cold, gazing at the distant forest. Even if he allowed them to flee first, they wouldn't escape his grasp, unless an unmatched powerhouse was guarding them.

Such was his confidence. At his level, few could stand in his way. Lower-tier extraordinary beings and mutants were as fragile as scarecrows to him.

With a whoosh, he took a step, moving directly through the forest as if shrinking the ground beneath him. He was astonishingly fast, preparing to unleash a slaughter.

Schiller was very cold now, unlike his calm and smiling demeanor in the Vatican.

If he hated anyone the most, it was undoubtedly Chu Feng, who had flattened the sacred medicinal garden with missiles, destroying his Myriad Spirit Blood Medicine. His heart still bled from that loss.

Otherwise, he might have been the first being to break the seventh shackle.

At that point, who could have stopped him? One step ahead meant always being ahead, looking down on all kings and seizing the most astonishing sacred fruits from every region.

As for the Land of Ten Thousand Gods, it would certainly be under his control, granting him the opportunity to become a god.

He had arrived, standing on the small hill, revealing his true form. He made no effort to conceal himself, looking down at Chu Feng and the two yaks.

"You destroyed my precious medicine; none of you will live!" he murmured.

Then, he took a step, soaring forward from the hill as if flying, skimming the treeline to reach the area and kill Chu Feng's group.

Aman watched clearly, facing the direction of the small hill. He gave a brilliant smile and said to Chu Feng and the others, "Gentlemen, have a good journey."

He was extremely arrogant, refusing to believe that these few dared to confront him with Schiller arriving. He expected Chu Feng and the two yaks to panic and flee, only to be mercilessly suppressed by Schiller immediately.

However, what happened in that instant far exceeded his imagination; the situation changed in a flash!

As Schiller was soaring past the treeline in the distance, a massive striped tiger suddenly leaped from the forest, its enormous claw erupting with light brighter than the sun, striking Schiller from behind.

That claw was terrifying; it was as large as a small hill. It struck directly, causing a violent tremor in the void!

At the same time, an Undying Bird silently emerged from the forest, wreathed in black flames. It appeared as if tearing through the void, arriving instantly from another direction to attack Schiller.

Aman in the distance was stunned. What was happening? Someone dared to attack the immensely powerful Schiller?! Even he, wielding the Silver Lamp, was wary of Schiller.

Chu Feng made his move. Regardless of the outcome of the other battle, it was time to deal with Aman. Otherwise, if this so-called divine envoy unleashed the Essence of Lunar Fire, there would undoubtedly be huge trouble.

The Vajra Bodhi, sparkling and translucent, glowed with intense light. Spinning, it shot out at several times the speed of sound, a horrifying sight, like a comet streaking across the sky!

This weapon was incredibly strange. It originally weighed only 108 catties, but once energy from the body was injected into it, it would weigh tens of thousands of catties, undergoing a terrifying transformation.

As Chu Feng's strength greatly increased and the mysterious energy he injected grew, it seemed even heavier than before!

The Vajra Bodhi broke the sound barrier, causing the air to explode like a bursting cloud of fire. It possessed lethal destructive power at that moment, arriving in an instant.

Aman was dumbfounded. Just moments ago, everything was under his control. He had scoffed at these individuals before him, thinking they knew nothing and would soon become laughable ghosts.

How could he have known that the situation would change so drastically in an instant?

His reaction was indeed swift. He held the Silver Lamp horizontally in front of him, unleashing black fire to protect himself and incinerate his attackers.

However, his on-the-spot combat experience was truly lacking. He hadn't been prepared beforehand and was merely reacting hastily.

The Vajra Bodhi arrived in an instant, its speed too great, already exceeding his reaction time. Carrying a terrifying aura, it was about to smash into his body.

"No!" Aman cried out in fear.

Black flames flickered. At the crucial moment, the Silver Lamp automatically protected his body, forming a light barrier. The lamp, along with his hand, shifted horizontally, positioning itself directly in front of him.

What the Yellow Ox feared had come to pass. This magical weapon was extraordinary; it could automatically protect its wielder. Its wick glowed brilliantly, and the firelight spread, covering Aman's front.

It was a terrifying sight: the flickering black flames now had a metallic, solid appearance!

The Yellow Ox secretly cursed, realizing they were in big trouble. If this attack was blocked, and Aman then unleashed the Essence of Lunar Fire, everyone present would be in mortal danger.

To everyone's surprise, with a violent explosion, the Vajra Bodhi shattered the metallic black light barrier, piercing right through it.

Furthermore, it directly collided with the Silver Lamp. Dazzling light erupted between them, blinding all who watched.

From the lamp's wick, black flames surged, releasing strange energy, attempting to incinerate the Vajra Bodhi. The intense heat was terrifying.

*Crack!*

However, at that moment, a shattering sound emanated from the Silver Lamp. It cracked like porcelain, covered in fissures, and then burst into pieces with a bang.

"Ah!"

Aman screamed in agony. The hand holding the Silver Lamp instantly disintegrated into a cloud of blood mist, which then evaporated, leaving no trace of bone.

The Yellow Ox was dumbfounded. In his opinion, that magical weapon was incredibly powerful and extraordinary, yet it had been forcibly shattered by the Vajra Bodhi.

He felt he had underestimated the gleaming bracelet; it was even more astonishing than he had imagined.

In fact, Chu Feng had already sensed it. Now that he injected his internal energy into the Vajra Bodhi, it became heavier, and he knew its power was far greater than before.

The void trembled. Although the Vajra Bodhi was temporarily obstructed and its speed slowed, it hadn't stopped. It continued to spin violently, and with a *thump*, it grazed Aman's shoulder, instantly severing one of his arms, which fell to the ground.

Aman shrieked, his body swaying. Covered in sweat and blood, the excruciating pain was unbearable, nearly causing him to faint.

"Divine Envoy? Without the Silver Lamp, what are you?!" Chu Feng arrived in mid-air and delivered a kick.

With a *thud*, the kick directly connected with Aman's chin. Blood splattered instantly, and he was sent flying.

The Black Yak rushed forward, wielding his purple-bronze long saber. With a *whoosh*, he swept it horizontally, severing Aman's legs. Aman was completely incapacitated.

This was the result of their restraint, as they wanted to question him about information regarding the deity. Otherwise, Chu Feng's kick alone would have been enough to turn his head into a mangled watermelon.

Chu Feng soared away without pause, chasing after the Vajra Bodhi. He quickly found it and, using spiritual energy to transport it, it zipped back into his hand.

Aman's face was pale. After falling to the ground, he nearly fainted, unable to accept this outcome: the pitiful individuals he had looked down upon had actually counterattacked!