Chapter 702: Obtaining the Treasure

"Boom!" The world exploded. Surging Yang energy filled the air as both individuals unleashed their ultimate attacks. Zhou Shang had no escape and was forced to face the assault directly.

The result was devastating: blood gushed from Zhou Shang's nose and mouth as he stumbled backward, his body trembling. One arm was covered in cracks, nearly severed by the force of the punch.

Chu Feng attacked again, sending him flying sideways. Zhou Shang's arm was twisted, with bone fragments protruding, indicating he was severely wounded. To have wounded him so severely, one could only imagine the terrifying power of Chu Feng's attacks. Had it not been for the Tribulation-Free Divine Body's ability to mitigate seventy to eighty percent of the damage, the outcome would have been even more catastrophic.

"Zhou Shang, shall I kill you, or will you surrender now?!" Chu Feng pressed closer.

Silence fell over the entire island, and all the onlookers were dumbfounded. Had the battle truly ended so abruptly? They found it impossible to believe. A Divine Body and a Sacred Body—the appearance of either of these two special physiques in the world would typically cause an uproar. They were destined to reach the pinnacle of evolution, potentially dominating an entire era if no unforeseen circumstances arose. Yet, what were people witnessing now? Both individuals with these formidable physiques were severely wounded and on the verge of losing their ability to fight.

The Primordial Magnetic Sacred Body, in particular, had both arms torn off, was bleeding profusely, and hung limply, extremely weak, in Chu Feng's grasp.

"Chu Feng, you have truly surpassed my expectations, cornering me and forcing me to this extreme," the Primordial Magnetic Sacred Body murmured, his voice low. He felt utterly dejected. For a dignified invincible physique to be held in such a manner was deeply humiliating.

"Smack!" Chu Feng delivered a heavy slap across his face. This action stunned the Primordial Magnetic Sacred Body and left the allied forces on the island in a daze. The venerable Primordial Magnetic Sacred Body had just been publicly slapped across the face?

Chu Feng scoffed, "Invincible potential? Invincible physique? The moment you two decided to team up, those claims became meaningless. You lacked the confidence to defeat me alone, yet you dare speak to me with such bravado?"

A profound silence fell over the surroundings. All members of the allied forces were visibly shaken. This was indeed a monstrous figure, a madman. Did he truly hold no regard for a Sacred Body? His words and actions were utterly contemptuous.

"Ah…!" The Primordial Magnetic Sacred Body let out a long howl. Regaining his senses, he was consumed by furious rage, roaring like a wild beast, his body trembling as he struggled desperately.

"Still defiant?!" Chu Feng slapped him once more.

"Then let's die together!" The Primordial Magnetic Sacred Body exploded in a fit of utter madness. His chest ripped open, revealing a divine magnet emerging from within him, radiating a myriad of brilliant lights.

"A Divine Magnetic Treasure Seal?" Chu Feng exclaimed in surprise, a shiver running down his spine. It was a large seal, shimmering with auspicious light. It was undoubtedly a divine-grade material, possibly even superior to divine magnets.

"A fusion of divine magnet and partial magnetic marrow?" Chu Feng gasped, inhaling sharply. Divine magnets were already a treasure, something field researchers only dreamed of acquiring. Magnetic marrow, on the other hand, was purely a legendary substance. This divine magnet, infused with partial magnetic marrow, had been refined by the Primordial Magnetic Sacred Body into a treasure seal. It was nurtured within his body, becoming an integral part of him.

"Damn it!" the Primordial Magnetic Sacred Body bit out, seething with hatred. "I only recently acquired this Divine Magnetic Mountain Seal and it's still in the process of being refined, requiring nourishment from flesh and blood. Otherwise, why would I be in such a pathetic state?!" He had completely lost his mind, channeling all his energy into the mountain seal. It began to rapidly expand, a process that no one could halt.

The Divine Magnetic Mountain Seal emanated boundless terror, forcing even Chu Feng to retreat. Its internal energy was boiling, on the verge of exploding. A wisp of the Primordial Magnetic Sacred Body's spiritual imprint was concealed within the seal, directing its power. His physical body, meanwhile, was completely drained of its essence and energy.

"Thump!" Chu Feng tossed the Primordial Magnetic Sacred Body aside, shouting towards the distance, "Tie him up!"

Chu Feng, however, stopped his retreat and instead tried to suppress the Divine Magnetic Mountain Seal. He truly didn't want such a valuable treasure to be destroyed. As a field researcher, he greatly coveted this seal, knowing that once he controlled it, traversing famous mountains and great rivers would become effortless. Chu Feng poured all his effort into suppressing it, determined to prevent the seal from disintegrating.

"Die!" the spiritual imprint within the seal roared venomously. This spiritual mark of the Primordial Magnetic Sacred Body was fused with the treasure, allowing it to control everything. If he had a choice, the Primordial Magnetic Sacred Body would never destroy this secret treasure. Mastering it would grant him control over numerous profound magnetic forces in the world, and even allow him to break various field formations. But now, facing imminent death, he refused to let such a precious artifact fall into enemy hands.

Yet, observing Chu Feng's attempt to forcibly suppress the seal, he hesitated slightly, sensing a glimmer of opportunity.

"Ten Thousand Weapons Bow!" At this critical moment, instead of immediately self-destructing, he employed another technique.

*Clang, clang, clang…* At that instant, everyone on the island was stunned as all metal weapons and secret treasures on their persons spontaneously lifted into the air, soaring towards the sky. Flying swords rained down, and secret treasures streaked like rainbows—an incredibly dense barrage, all targeting Chu Feng. This phenomenon was caused by the Divine Magnetic Mountain Seal, which possessed the ability to attract and control metal weapons.

Chu Feng was momentarily startled, yet his interest in this secret treasure intensified. He even abandoned his pursuit of Zhou Shang to focus solely on confronting this miraculous artifact. Outside his body, a golden shield materialized, protecting him. Concurrently, the stone cave on his left hand opened, its black vortex spinning rapidly to counter the incoming weapons. Furthermore, he unleashed his Lightning Punch, sweeping away weapons in all directions.

Chu Feng understood the Primordial Magnetic Sacred Body's true intentions: the entity wanted to survive and, more importantly, did not wish to destroy such a valuable treasure until absolutely necessary. Therefore, Chu Feng had to offer a sliver of hope. For a brief period, Chu Feng appeared quite disheveled, besieged by countless weapons! In reality, Chu Feng was confident he could fend off every single one. Countless weapons whirled through the air, sword light raining down as if tearing through the void, intertwining as they assaulted Chu Feng.

Soon, the Divine Magnetic Mountain Seal began to dim slightly, the energy infused by the Primordial Magnetic Sacred Body nearing depletion.

"What a pity," the wisp of imprint from the Primordial Magnetic Sacred Body lamented. "I ultimately cannot kill you. Let this treasure be destroyed!" He knew the tide had turned and he was about to detonate with the artifact.

"Too late! This item is mine; you have no right to dispose of it!"

With a low hum, Chu Feng extended his left hand forward. The stone cave materialized, its black vortex spinning even more rapidly, forcefully drawing a wisp of spiritual imprint from the Divine Magnetic Mountain Seal, swallowing it into the void, and utterly destroying it!

The Divine Magnetic Mountain Seal, containing partial magnetic marrow, settled into Chu Feng's hand, returning to its original form. It was a treasure seal, resembling a miniature mountain, incredibly heavy, and now firmly under his control.

"Hahaha…" Chu Feng burst into laughter. As a master of field formations, his delight in acquiring such an item was no less than an evolver's joy upon finding primordial metallic materials.

"Ah…!" In the distance, the physical body of the Primordial Magnetic Sacred Body roared with fury, his eyes nearly bursting from their sockets. He realized that his spiritual imprint's hesitation and delay in the final moments had given Chu Feng the opportunity to seize the secret treasure. Otherwise, by detonating it directly, Chu Feng could not have succeeded, and the explosion might even have dragged him down as well.

The old donkey promptly delivered a kick, leaving a large, prominent bump on the Primordial Magnetic Sacred Body's forehead. "My dear boy, why are you wailing?" the donkey brayed. "You're a captive now, a prisoner. Let's see if we can extract anything valuable from you, or perhaps sell you for a good price. Otherwise, we'll just toss you into the latrine!"

The Primordial Magnetic Sacred Body was incredibly weak, his energy completely depleted, yet he remained defiant. "Damn it," he muttered, "if I hadn't been at the most critical stage of refining the Divine Magnetic Mountain Seal recently, I wouldn't have been defeated so easily. Many of my techniques were simply unavailable."

The big black ox smacked him on the head. "What are you boasting about?" he grunted. "Two of you fought one, and Chu Feng still managed to grab you like a chick. You still have the nerve to complain? Behave yourself!"

On the island, Chu Feng moved with extreme speed, relentlessly pursuing Zhou Shang. His Fiery Golden Eyes saw through all illusions, rendering any attempt by his opponent to hide or become invisible utterly futile.

"Zhou Shang, is this all you're capable of?" Chu Feng taunted. "Where's your spirit? Didn't you claim to be a True Son? Come on, stop running!"

*Boom, boom, boom…* In the sky, the two exchanged blows, one pursuing, one fleeing. They collided periodically, and blood continuously splattered. Zhou Shang was horrified. He was indeed no match for Chu Feng, and this realization fueled his rage, frustration, and deep-seated unwillingness to accept defeat. In his mind, all of Earth's legacies rightfully belonged to him, as he had been the first to acquire the mysterious energy tower and gain its recognition. Yet, this devil Chu, this uncultured upstart, had unexpectedly acquired the Dao Guidance Breathing Technique before him, rendering his own inheritance incomplete.

Zhou Shang's face darkened. He firmly believed that if Chu Feng hadn't intercepted his opportunity, and if he had possessed the Dao Guidance Breathing Technique, he would have been far more powerful. With his physique, he truly could have been invincible!

"You stole what was mine!" he raged, his body covered in wounds, blood splattering as his hatred intensified.

Chu Feng scoffed, his expression one of utter disdain. "I thought you were much stronger than this," he said. "You're nothing special. Do you really think the entire world revolves around you? That everything belongs to you? What a joke!"

Chu Feng's pursuit was relentless, his attacks domineering, each punch heavier than the last. He used the swirling vortex from the stone cave on his left hand to block Zhou Shang's desperate killer moves, such as the Flying Immortal Spear secret technique. Zhou Shang's entire body was riddled with cracks, and he was sent flying by Chu Feng's blows, unable to escape.

"Well, should we make our move?" someone from the Underworld Race inquired.

Another replied, "No rush. While the so-called Primordial Magnetic Sacred Body and Tribulation-Free Divine Body are indeed astonishing, they don't belong to our race. If they perish, they perish. It's better than having them truly rise in the future and dominate the star sea, unchecked."

People from the Great Dream Pure Land were also whispering, debating whether it was time to suppress Chu Feng. "Yes, we can," came the reply. "We didn't mobilize such forces just to take a beating. With a lineage like ours, if we truly intend to suppress a native, how could we possibly fail?"

In the sky, the Tribulation-Free Divine Body was sent flying sideways. *Thwack!* One of his arms was kicked off by Chu Feng, exploding into fragments in the void as blood splattered. Even the so-called "Tribulation-Free" status was merely relative; in true moments of life-and-death peril, he was just as vulnerable. Chu Feng's attack power was simply too immense; even after being reduced by seventy or eighty percent, it remained terrifyingly potent!

*Boom, boom, boom…* Chu Feng delivered a series of kicks, breaking Zhou Shang's limbs, shattering his spine, and dispersing the energy within his body. He then tossed Zhou Shang backward, commanding, "Tie him up!" This individual possessed ancient Earth combat techniques, a legacy Chu Feng greatly coveted, making live capture essential.

Behind them, Northeast Tiger and his companions stepped over Zhou Shang, binding him tightly like a zongzi, and then threw him onto a decaying old ship.

"Young man, full of ambition and spirited, enjoying yourself, aren't you?" an elder from the Underworld Race spoke, a faint smile on his lips. "I think this has gone on long enough." Their race had once been the primary force that annihilated ancient Earth's evolvers, ultimately displacing this life-bearing planet in the cosmic rankings. Naturally, they were deeply concerned about Earth's current resurgence and wished to suppress it completely.

At this moment, elders from the Celestial Race, Spirit Race, Xilin Race, and Great Dream Pure Land stepped forward, preparing to unleash their ultimate techniques. "Young man, your show is over," they sneered.

"You talk as if everything is in your control," Chu Feng retorted chillingly. "You have your trump cards, but do you think your Grandpa Chu has none? All of you, go to hell!"