Chapter 783: One Body, Two Demon Kings

"King Samsara, Righteous Beyond Compare?" Upon hearing this, everyone present wanted to curse. "Righteous beyond compare," my foot!

Whether it was Shi Hong, the Grand Evolution Combat Body, and others enveloped by crimson lightning, or the cultivators from the Great Dream Pure Land observing from outside the battlefield, and even hundreds of other evolutionaries further away, they all unanimously wanted to curse. This so-called "righteous beyond compare" was simply… unbelievable!

Everyone felt that the monks who originally spread such a notion should be beaten to death. They had no foresight, no integrity. How could such a glorious image be attributed to this scoundrel? It was utterly deceptive! Ever since they witnessed Wu Lunhui's complete lack of morals, bottom line, and integrity today, the whole group wished they could flay him alive.

At that moment, Ying Zhexian’s face darkened. She was the third most beautiful woman under the starry sky, peerlessly graceful, capable of captivating nations. Her ethereal aura, as if she were an immortal fairy floating on waves, normally set her apart. But now, she stood there, black lines marring her forehead, a picture of exasperation!

Even in her soul body state, she appeared like this, her mood imaginable. She had never experienced such a calamity; her arm had even been blasted off by lightning. Moreover, her substitute talismans had shattered twice in quick succession, meaning she had "died" twice. Such an event was terrifying; she had actually been "killed"!

Now that she had escaped, finally free from the crimson lightning, she encountered this Wu Lunhui again. And this fellow’s shamelessness knew no bounds, proclaiming himself "King Samsara, Righteous Beyond Compare." It was simply unbearable.

Without a word, Ying Zhexian immediately launched an attack. A five-colored soul light burst forth, a divine technique formed from the fusion of five different abilities, incredibly terrifying.

From a distance, everyone was astonished! This was the legendary Five-Colored Divine Light, a technique said to be able to sweep away everything once cultivated to its highest level, leaving nothing untouched!

The Five-Colored Divine Light involves condensing five types of divine mists and immortal fogs with soul light, generally embodying the five elemental forces of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth. When perfected to a state of ideal balance, its power is immense!

"It really is the Five-Colored Divine Light! Ying Zhexian is terrifying to have mastered such an invincible divine skill!" someone exclaimed nearby.

In the Nourishing Mist Realm, by fusing several rare mists and immortal fogs, one could develop unique combat techniques. Legend has it that some individuals who absorbed ten of the strongest mists and immortal fogs could manifest ten unique, peerless combat techniques, known as the Ten Absolute Arts, making them invincible! Someone once used this to become unrivaled among their peers throughout the world!

However, this was incredibly difficult to master. At the same time, it wasn't the only path to power. In the Nourishing Mist Realm, some cultivated a single technique capable of breaking all other laws. For instance, someone might absorb many formidable divine mists and immortal fogs, enough to cultivate numerous unique combat techniques, but ultimately choose to perfect only one. This approach was equally formidable and potent. It was rumored that Jin Lin was pursuing this very path.

The Ten Absolute Arts, the One Technique Breaking All Laws, and the Nine Extremes Technique, among others, were all renowned and widely known. However, there were other unparalleled methods in the world that very few could master.

The Five-Colored Divine Light was one such method. It required five elemental divine mists and immortal fogs that could merge with soul light, integrating into spiritual energy without physically combining with the body. Through continuous cultivation, it eventually reached perfect balance, forming a five-colored soul light with immense destructive power! The Five-Colored Divine Light was said to be able to sweep down all things!

This divine art was almost impossible to resist, catching opponents off guard. Even those who had mastered the Ten Absolute Arts might not be able to block it; only through direct confrontation could one truly know. Now, Ying Zhexian had directly unleashed the Five-Colored Divine Light, sweeping it towards Chu Feng, intending to seize and claim his Soul Bell.

Seeing her so decisive and launching an immediate attack, Chu Feng naturally showed no mercy. He activated his Soul Bell, unleashing terrifying spiritual energy. The ripples spread, the bell's waves growing ever grander, finally crashing forward like immense tsunamis.

"Hmm?!" Chu Feng was greatly alarmed. The black Soul Bell hovering above his head was shaking, almost flying away from him. This was truly astonishing; it was the first time since the start of the battle that his weapon had nearly been snatched.

Ultimately, he shook the Soul Bell again, causing the spiritual ripples to surge and explode with terrifying power. A wave of bell sound swept out, colliding with the Five-Colored Divine Light and finally repelling it.

Primarily, Chu Feng's soul power was too vast. Compared to a short while ago, his spiritual energy had more than doubled. Even though the Five-Colored Divine Light was an extraordinary and world-shaking divine art, it struggled to be effective against absolute power. Furthermore, Ying Zhexian herself was wounded; her soul was damaged. She had barely escaped the area covered by crimson lightning, and her body was riddled with cracks. Naturally, she couldn't sustain the demanding Five-Colored Divine Light, and her invincible technique was thus broken.

At the same time, the bell waves swept over, sending Ying Zhexian flying backward, making her spit out "soul blood," meaning her spiritual energy was rapidly depleting.

Although Chu Feng had severely wounded her, looking at this ethereal, fairy-like woman, his heart still stirred. Sensing the power of the Five-Colored Divine Light, his eyes burned with fervor. If he, with his profound soul power, were to master the Five-Colored Divine Light, wouldn't he be able to sweep aside an entire generation?! His mind became exceptionally active, pondering which technique—the Ten Absolute Arts, the Five-Colored Divine Light, or others—would suit him best!

"Damn it, this little lady is so strong! My golden soul blade nearly flew out of my hand just now. That's too sinister," Ouyang Feng exclaimed with a shiver.

Chu Feng shook the bell again. Although he was contemplating various ideas in his mind, his actions did not stop. He reactivated the Soul Bell, and another wave of bell sound flew out, radiating brilliant spiritual energy.

Ying Zhexian had nowhere to evade. With her soul wounded, it was unsuitable for her to use the demanding Five-Colored Divine Light again. Instead, she took out a shield, a soul artifact, to block the bell waves. The shield cracked, then exploded. This was because Chu Feng held nothing back, showing no mercy for a beautiful woman, and went for a lethal blow!

Under the bell waves, Ying Zhexian's left arm exploded, and she stumbled, flying sideways once more. The main reason was that Chu Feng's soul light power was too immense at this moment. Combined with the Soul Bell, which was transformed from a Yang World Seed and possessed unfathomable power, the two together were unstoppable!

Ying Zhexian decisively retreated, heading back towards the area covered by crimson lightning to take refuge.

"Don't be in such a hurry, Fairy Ying! Let's discuss the Dao, you, the princess of the Sub-Immortal race, and I. We can talk about how to achieve true immortality," Chu Feng laughed heartily, directly aiming for a kill, unleashing his trump card.

At this, Ying Zhexian sighed softly and said, "It's a pity. I wanted to deal with you, my opponent, on Chu Feng's behalf. But I didn't expect to be severely injured by the crimson lightning, my strength sharply diminished, making prolonged combat impossible."

When he heard her words, Chu Feng was stunned. He *was* Chu Feng, but… he had transformed into Wu Lunhui! This… he was somewhat dazed. Ying Zhexian had repeatedly attacked Wu Lunhui. Was she doing it on his, Chu Feng's, behalf? Chu Feng was dumbfounded, his expression extremely peculiar.

In an instant, Ying Zhexian fled, returning to the edge of the crimson lightning, standing with Jin Lin and Ying Wudi, waiting for another chance to break through. In fact, Ying Zhexian had glanced back earlier, watching Chu Feng's expression. When she saw him momentarily stunned, her own expression shifted. Even though Chu Feng quickly masked his reaction, he realized that Ying Zhexian had likely noticed something.

"Hmm, wait!" Chu Feng quickly became alert again. He suspected that Ying Zhexian might be tricking him, perhaps having discovered something unusual and figuring out that he was Chu Feng. She might have deliberately said that not only to probe him but also to seize the opportunity to calmly escape near the crimson lightning. At this moment, Chu Feng found Ying Zhexian difficult to read. This woman was formidable.

"Has she figured out who I am?" Chu Feng's expression grew strange. However, a smile touched his lips. What did it matter if everyone here knew his true identity? He didn't care. This wasn't his original universe, and these geniuses couldn't notify the old monsters of their clans to hunt him down. Chu Feng could completely dominate this place, fearing no one! Furthermore, even if he were exposed, upon returning to his original universe, everyone would forget everything that happened here. He would be perfectly safe back in the Great Dream Pure Land's temple.

Boom!

The bell reverberated. Chu Feng activated the black Yang World Seed, and the Soul Bell drew in the spiritual energy light that was rising again and again. He swiftly employed his unique art to refine it. In just that brief moment, another dozen people had died, struck by lightning, instantly shattering and transforming into light rain. And now, from the soul light of these individuals, many pure divine particles emerged. Chu Feng used the large bell to capture them, rapidly refining and absorbing them.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh…

Chu Feng's soul power was growing stronger. He could feel his soul light becoming increasingly brilliant. This place was practically his sacred training ground; his strength was increasing every moment.

"Once my soul light is powerful, cultivating the Ten Absolute Arts or manifesting the Five-Colored Divine Light will be incredibly easy!"

Near the crimson lightning, everyone's faces were pale. They were in dire straits, constantly facing death, while Wu Lunhui, that great demon, was rapidly growing stronger. This was unbearable for them. The stark contrast was truly demonic!

There was simply too much spiritual energy light rain because the crimson lightning in the field was merciless. Anyone struck by it was guaranteed to die. Not every genius possessed a substitute talisman, or rather, having even one was rare luck. It was precisely for this reason that Chu Feng now deduced that Luo Shirong's status in the Chaotic Heavenly God Palace was not exceptionally high; otherwise, why didn't he have a substitute talisman?

Consequently, when large swathes of light rain flew up, Chu Feng and Ouyang Feng, despite strenuously operating their unique arts, couldn't refine all of it, wasting a portion. This was a grand feast! Both their soul lights grew more dazzling, their soul power surged, and their strength skyrocketed. Those people were utterly despairing.

Everyone present wore a complex expression. This was too terrifying; Wu Lunhui was just too demonic, turning out to be so dreadful in the end.

"Break out!"

At this moment, someone whispered, discussing a plan to force their way out. These individuals, having escaped the crimson lightning, didn't immediately charge over, hesitating and lingering.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh…

Several people attacked together. Chu Feng sneered, fiercely activating the Soul Bell. The black bell body roared, unleashing bell waves even more terrifying than before. Immediately, grunts of pain were heard from the front. Even powerful figures like Jin Lin, the Feathered Divine Body, and Yuan Shicheng couldn't withstand it. Once these bell waves were unleashed, they swept in all directions, an indiscriminate attack perfectly suited for group combat. The expressions of these individuals changed. Wu Lunhui's spiritual energy was even more vigorous and terrifying than before, inflicting heavy damage upon them and forcing them to retreat again.

"Whoosh!"

At this moment, Shi Hong charged forward, attempting to force his way through and break free.

"Boom!" Chu Feng lifted the massive bell and slammed it forward with all his might.

"Amitabha!" Shi Hong roared, but he couldn't block Chu Feng at this point. Struck by the ripples emanating from the bell, half of his body exploded with a bang and broke apart. He could only flee desperately into the crimson lightning area.

"Divine Monk, you dropped your legs!" Chu Feng shouted from behind, using the large bell to collect the two legs, shaking them into light rain, and immediately using his unique art to extract the divine particles on the spot.

"Blondie, you come over too! This lord won't kill you!" Ouyang Feng challenged Shi Wu.

At this moment, everyone was aghast. As one side weakened, the other grew stronger. They were becoming increasingly feeble, while Wu Lunhui and the Overlord Divine Body were growing stronger and stronger. In the end, wouldn't all of them perish?

"So comfortable! I feel my soul light has surged another notch," Chu Feng smiled.

"Who exactly are you, and why do you understand domain arts?!" the Grand Evolution Combat Body roared furiously at this moment. His heart was bleeding; his substitute talismans had exploded four times in total, leaving him with only one last chance before he could no longer use such divine talismans. If this continued, he would certainly die.

In fact, it wasn't just him; everyone else was also filled with doubt, questioning how this Wu Lunhui could possess such astonishing mastery of domain arts. It was too strange. The reason these individuals were in danger was primarily because they hadn't anticipated that Wu Lunhui was actually a grand master of domain arts! If Chu Feng were here, he probably wouldn't have had the chance to use them, as everyone would have watched him closely. However, Wu Lunhui was different; no one thought much of it, which ultimately led to them falling victim to his domain art tricks.

"Are you truly Wu Lunhui?" Yuan Yuan asked, looking disheveled and covered in wounds. Her curvaceous body was in a rather poor state.

Chu Feng smiled. He knew these evolutionaries were not simple individuals and were starting to suspect his identity. He didn't care. In this world, whether he was Wu Lunhui or Chu Feng made little difference.

Therefore, he laughed heartily and said, "Want to know who I am? Very well, I can tell you. This king has two faces: I am both King Samsara, Righteous Beyond Compare, and also another person who has missed you for a very long time..."

"Righteous beyond compare," my foot! When they heard such self-praise again, the group found it utterly intolerable and were thoroughly exasperated. However, everyone also shivered, a chill running down their spines. Wu Lunhui had *another* identity?! In that instant, everyone was shaken, staring intently at him, waiting for him to reveal himself completely!