Chapter 511: What Use Are You

Golden scales, gleaming with a cold metallic luster and stained with blood, were everywhere in mid-air, falling one after another into the turquoise sea and splashing up waves.

Yu Jiubian howled in agony. All the scales of his Kun body had been stripped off, shaken loose by the Resonance Art. The bone-deep pain nearly made him faint; he was covered in blood.

The Kun body, born from visualization, must first be acknowledged by one's own mind; otherwise, how could it manifest?

Precisely because of this, after merging with him, it became incredibly real. To have all his scales torn from his body was an unbearable agony.

Even a member of the God Race couldn't endure it.

People were stunned. That was a being from one of the top ten great races—a young genius—whose scales were forcibly removed here by Chu Feng. What powerful suppression!

On Mount Penglai, Princess Qingqi, her maid Ruolan, Vice-Island Master Li Kai, and a large group of others all had their expressions change dramatically. How could a distinguished guest from the God Star be defeated?

After long years of the Age of Doom, Earth was only just beginning its revival. How could Chu Feng be this strong? Princess Qingqi and the others couldn't believe it!

If such a person could be this powerful now, would he undergo further transformation once he entered the cosmos and went to those flourishing life planets? This sent a slight chill down the spines of the people on Mount Penglai.

In the starry sky, it was already boiling with excitement.

Someone actually visualized such a supreme being as the Kunpeng; if he had fully succeeded, it wouldn't have been an exaggeration to say he had mastered an invincible technique.

Yu Jiubian was fortunate enough to have seen a true form diagram of that creature and visualized the Kun body. Yet, he still lost, suppressed by that young man from a declining land.

What an astonishing achievement this was!

On both the Primeval Beast Live Stream platform and the Black Blood Arena, countless people were astonished and engaged in heated discussions.

People had to sigh that the God Race possessed terrifying foundations, having collected countless unique and peerless techniques. They could even find the true form diagram of the Kunpeng and claim it as their own, which was truly awe-inspiring.

"Chu Feng is amazing!" people exclaimed. "Today's battle shattered a myth. It announced to the world that even the top ten great races can be defeated, breaking their destiny."

"The Kun body is indeed heaven-defying," commented another. "If an ordinary being at the visualization level had gone up against it, even if entire groups attacked together, they would be swept away and crushed. Unfortunately, Yu Jiubian's visualization wasn't complete enough, and the enemy he encountered was too extraordinary. Chu Feng's method of using weakness to defeat strength is truly terrifying. This is the art of defeating myths!"

In the starry sky, various factions were deeply moved.

"The Kunpeng, transforming from Kun to Peng, that transformation is truly terrifying," someone remarked. "Yu Jiubian hasn't mastered it yet; he's lacking some crucial refinement."

"After this battle, whether you like it or not, Chu Feng has become a prominent figure among the younger generation," another person said, "one who dares to slaughter members of the God Race at the slightest disagreement!"

While people were shocked, there was also a touch of sarcasm in their comments.

On Earth, in the East Sea.

Yu Jiubian was covered in blood, still in his fish form, unable to revert to human shape—a pathetic sight. Earlier, he had been enveloped in golden light, like a deity standing in a golden sun, even his hair was golden, but now, his fate was truly miserable.

He was very weak, barely managing to stay in mid-air, on the verge of falling into the vast ocean at any moment.

"Hang in there, don't lose heart!" a voice boomed. "You must believe the God Race is invincible; your faith must not waver!"

The voice, like rolling thunder that shook the sky with its roar, came to encourage Yu Jiubian and bolster his belief.

Many people were surprised. "Are there more God Race members arriving?" they wondered.

However, when people saw who was speaking, they all froze, speechless. It was actually Chu Feng, cheering Yu Jiubian on.

The people of Mount Penglai were stunned, utterly disoriented. They had just shown joy, thinking strong reinforcements had arrived, so how could they have known it was Chu Feng speaking so seriously?

What did he mean?

In fact, for a brief moment, Yu Jiubian's eyes shone brightly as he thought of the God Race's glory and their dazzling honor of suppressing all races in the cosmos, which instantly boosted his confidence.

But when he realized it was Chu Feng who had said it, he let out a long howl. Was this an insult to him?

Provoked, he became enraged and hateful, pulling himself together. His blood-soaked Kun body was once again covered with a layer of golden scales—a result of his visualization!

"Do you think you control everything?" Yu Jiubian asked, his entire body golden, supported by a surge of furious energy, determined to fight Chu Feng to the very end.

"Show me whatever techniques you have," Chu Feng burst into laughter, "like the Flowing Light Fist, Crane Sword, or Chaotic Star Finger. The more the better; I'm ready to learn!"

"You dare to insult me?!" Yu Jiubian's eyes were icy, his rage boundless. He felt utterly humiliated, as it was plain for all to see that Chu Feng had learned and grasped his secret techniques during the battle.

"You don't mean you're out of top-tier combat techniques, do you?" Chu Feng frowned. "The God Race has profound foundations; they wouldn't be this incompetent, would they?"

He hadn't pursued the attack just now for one purpose only: he still wanted to steal more peerless techniques. The scriptures collected by the God Race were too astonishing, and he wanted to take the opportunity to comprehend them.

"Damn it... damn it!" Yu Jiubian growled. He came from the God Star; was his existence merely to serve as a foil for a native of this declining planet?

Within the golden Kun body, a human figure faintly emerged, its fist imprint dazzling. It was indeed the Flowing Light Fist, the fruit of his visualization slightly separating from his true body.

Enraged to the extreme, he unleashed his top-tier secret technique. He actually boosted the speed of the Flowing Light Fist to about four times its usual speed, an unprecedented feat!

However, what greeted him was the Resonance Art and a Flowing Light Fist that was just as fast as lightning. When they clashed head-on, his arm cracked on the spot, covered in wounds, and almost disintegrated.

"You can try again with a brand new peerless technique!" Chu Feng shouted, his eyes blazing with a hint of excitement. He really wanted to study more profound arts and adapt them for his own use.

At the same time, he preemptively used the Chaotic Star Finger. With popping sounds, his ten fingers spread wide, and beams of light shot out one after another, attacking Yu Jiubian.

This was a very terrifying martial art. When cultivated to the complete stage, it was said to be able to directly knock down planets one after another, belonging to the realm of mythical secret arts.

Poof, poof, poof...

Three bloody holes appeared on Yu Jiubian's body; he couldn't avoid all of them and suffered severe injuries. Blood gushed out from the wounds, and he almost plunged headfirst into the sea.

"You..." This was a humiliation; his opponent was using his own techniques against him.

He could see that the profound art comprehended by his opponent was not exactly the same as his; it was impossible for Chu Feng to grasp all its essentials. Yet, he was activating it with a very mysterious breathing technique, and the effect was excellent.

This was terrifying: to turn another's technique into one's own, to carefully ponder and experience it, and finally integrate it into one's own system. This made Yu Jiubian shudder; while feeling hateful, he also felt a sense of dread.

"Is it that breathing technique?!" he speculated.

However, it was known that while that breathing technique was heaven-defying, it shouldn't be this effective. People on this planet had used it before, and the high-ranking officials of the God Star had witnessed it!

"Do you have any more peerless techniques?" Chu Feng bellowed. "If not, what use are you? I might as well chop you up and feed you to old Ao!"

"This is unbelievable!" In the starry sky, the evolvers on Yu Jiubian's side all wanted to curse. This was too arrogant; it even made them feel a little sorry for the young powerhouse of the God Race.

"You... you deserve to die," Yu Jiubian said hatefully, beside himself with rage, his voice chilling. "To see me is to see the God Race. You dare to insult the strongest race in the cosmos? There will be no place for you to hide, no chance for you to live!"

Chu Feng chuckled lightly and said, "What are you? Just a rotten fish. And you think you can represent the strongest race in the cosmos? If you don't have any top-tier profound arts, I might as well beat you to death!"

"Ah..."

Yu Jiubian howled. He certainly wouldn't sit idly by and wait for death. Golden light surged throughout his body as his Kun body stretched, as if about to transform, wanting to become a supreme divine bird.

Dazzling feathers broke through the golden scales, about to grow out. A bird's beak was forming at his mouth, and claws were extending from his abdomen!

"From Kun to Peng," many people gasped. "He's visualizing the true form of the Kunpeng, trying to break through and sublimate mid-battle?!"

In an instant, a dazzling auspicious glow erupted from him, enveloping him and forming an astonishing ball of light, like a cocoon wrapping around him as he prepared to evolve into a completely new creature.

This was a very terrifying transformation; once successful, his strength would naturally increase significantly!

Chu Feng stared at the ball of light, watching the large cocoon protecting Yu Jiubian. He began to perform the Flood Dragon Demon Fist, simultaneously circulating the Daoist Breathing Technique, intending to extract its core essence and return to its original source.

In recent days, he had tried and found it strange when refining this essence with the Daoist Breathing Technique; it required immense pressure. When he deduced it in a peaceful state, he couldn't return to the essential nature that the Flood Dragon Demon Fist should possess. He realized that he needed to push himself to the limit to truly extract it.

Just now, he hadn't encountered true life-or-death pressure, and also to consolidate the Resonance Art and to steal several top-tier secret techniques, he hadn't attempted this.

Now, he couldn't hold back. The real opportunity had arrived. His opponent had no new profound arts left to display and was actually attempting an in-battle transformation. This presented a terrifying and immense pressure!

Therefore, Chu Feng began to evolve the Flood Dragon Demon Fist, hoping that under the pressure of the complete Kunpeng true form, he could push himself and obtain the most essential elements of the Flood Dragon Demon Fist.

"From Kun to Peng, I actually hope you succeed!" Chu Feng said calmly.

Upon hearing these words, everyone's expression turned strange. How arrogant was this? To actually hope your enemy becomes stronger—what was he trying to do?!

Chu Feng's heart was far from calm because after the Ox Demon Fist returned to its original source, he obtained the Resonance Art, a technique so powerful it could be called a peerless chapter, making him tremble himself.

What was hidden within the Flood Dragon Demon Fist? He was quite eager and truly wanted to obtain it!

Boom!

Unfortunately, the cocoon cracked and then exploded. The transformation from Kun to Peng was interrupted, and out came a monster with a fish body covered in golden scales and a pair of small, shimmering wings.

However, even though he didn't evolve into a divine Peng, his aura had still strengthened considerably.

"Ah..." Yu Jiubian roared in fury. With a Kun body and Peng wings, his eyes shot out cold, dim light as he stared at Chu Feng, his killing intent boundless.

"What are you howling about?" Chu Feng reprimanded. "You actually failed to transform; you're utterly useless!" Then, he rushed over and beat him violently.

Upon hearing these words, everyone was momentarily stunned. Was he actually despising his opponent from the God Star?

At this moment, Yu Jiubian's face was so grim it could drip water. He charged wildly, flapping his wings, his energy surging, and attacked Chu Feng.

At this moment, Chu Feng instantly activated one hundred crude energy stone spheres, simultaneously applying the Resonance Art, and blasted them forward!

At this critical juncture, he still hadn't revealed his Ink Splashing Scroll!

Unprecedented, one hundred crude energy stone spheres appeared all at once, empowered by the Resonance Art. The sight was terrifying, leaving the monster covered in blood, as if a porcelain object cracking and disintegrating.

First, one of his short, golden Peng wings exploded, then his entire body was engulfed in bloody cracks.

"How can you be so weak? Why did you fail your transformation? You're infuriating me!" Chu Feng rushed over, furiously bombarding Yu Jiubian, his fists shining brilliantly, comparable to the sun.

Chu Feng wanted to obtain the heaven-defying profound art hidden within the Flood Dragon Demon Fist, but he couldn't use the opponent's power to push himself to the limit. He was extremely disappointed.

People were petrified. "This... is there any justice?" they thought. "It's one thing to despise your opponent, but to do it for *this* reason? The enemy failed to transform, and he gets blamed for it?!"

"You're pathetic!" With one punch, Chu Feng broke the only remaining short, cracked Peng wing. He was truly overwhelmingly brave.

"From Kun to Peng, keep going!" Chu Feng brutally beat Yu Jiubian. "You must succeed!" Obviously, that was impossible; under such a furious bombardment, the young powerhouse from the God Race was almost exploding.

"What good are you?!" Chu Feng roared.

In the starry sky, there was complete silence.

The surviving members of Mount Penglai were like clay figures or wooden statues.