Conquer the game world

Chapter 138 Mysterious Man
Seeing Ye Feng's determined gaze and sensing the fighting spirit emanating from him, the middle-aged man nodded in satisfaction once again.

"It seems the chosen one has truly appeared," the middle-aged man thought to himself.

"You should feel a power emanating from your body by now," the middle-aged man said to Ye Feng. "Refine this power well; it will be of immense benefit to you. After you've refined it, let's fight again. I will be your final opponent."

At this moment, Ye Feng indeed sensed a strange power within his body. This power of heaven and earth was extremely pure, giving Ye Feng a peculiar feeling.

Ye Feng felt himself entering a meditative state, seizing the time to refine this power. Having learned from his previous experience, Ye Feng was no longer worried about the middle-aged man launching a sneak attack; he could tell that the middle-aged man wouldn't do such a thing.

The middle-aged man indeed had no intention of launching a sneak attack and simply stood quietly to the side.

About an hour later, Ye Feng's aura suddenly erupted, and this aura was even stronger than before. The middle-aged man clearly sensed that the power contained in this aura was purer than before.

Not long after, the momentum weakened again, and Ye Feng began to restrain his power. The area around Ye Feng's body began to calm down, and at this moment, Ye Feng opened his eyes.

Ye Feng was extremely excited at this moment. Although he had improved his physical strength and soul power before, this time Ye Feng got the improvement he wanted the most, which directly improved his cultivation level.

With the help of this pure power of heaven and earth, Ye Feng's cultivation level successfully broke through from the mid-stage of the Spirit Form realm to the late-stage of the Spirit Form realm. Although it was only a small realm, it was still very exciting for Ye Feng, who was currently facing difficulties in making breakthroughs.

Furthermore, improving one's cultivation level is a qualitative change. With the improvement of cultivation level, Ye Feng's strength will be enhanced in all aspects, and he will be able to use more true essence.

Ye Feng looked at the middle-aged man in Taoist robes carrying a long sword in front of him, and he knew that the final battle was about to begin.

Although Ye Feng's strength had just made another leap forward, he still felt a sense of danger when facing the middle-aged man, whose pressure was simply too intense.

"Draw your sword," the middle-aged man said calmly, looking at Ye Feng.

Drawing his Crimson Fire Sword, Ye Feng activated his Heavenly Wind Step, leaving a trail of afterimages as he instantly approached the middle-aged man, his sword thrusting straight at him.

Ye Feng knew how terrifying the middle-aged man was, so he decided to strike first and quickly suppress him with his sword. He absolutely could not give the middle-aged man a chance to use his killing move, otherwise he would be in danger.

Facing Ye Feng's sword, the middle-aged man stood still, seemingly with no intention of dodging.

The middle-aged man also drew his sword. As the sword was drawn, Ye Feng felt an invisible force attacking him. A deafening sound rang in Ye Feng's ears, and he almost lost his grip on the sword.

Ye Feng initially felt there was still some distance between him and the middle-aged man, but at that moment, the man drew his sword. With a single swing, Ye Feng felt as if the sword had cleaved through the void, arriving before him in an instant.

Unexpectedly, the middle-aged man struck first despite being behind, leaving Ye Feng with no choice but to barely block the man's attack with his sword.

Knowing the immense power of this attack, Ye Feng gritted his teeth and used his divine and demonic power to amplify it. Ye Feng's true essence erupted, and the flames on the Crimson Fire Sword blazed and surged, meeting the middle-aged man's attack head-on.

Compared to Ye Feng's attack, the middle-aged man's sword strike seemed to have no fancy moves. On the surface, you couldn't even tell where the strength lay. On the surface, the middle-aged man seemed to be just casually swinging his sword like an ordinary person. However, this sword strike made Ye Feng feel unprecedented pressure.

This is the understanding of power. The middle-aged man's sword has reached the realm of returning to simplicity, which shows the strength of the middle-aged man himself. In the face of absolute realm suppression, even if the middle-aged man deliberately suppressed his strength, he was still much stronger than Ye Feng.

The two swords clashed, and the flashy flames on Ye Feng's sword were instantly shattered, disappearing from Ye Feng's sight.

Although Ye Feng blocked the middle-aged man's sword, he felt a shockwave rushing into his body, causing him to feel as if his internal organs were being cut by knives.

"Hidden force?" Ye Feng was surprised as he was sent flying backward. He knew that in the process of ordinary martial artists fighting, the outcome was usually determined by the strength of their true energy. If one side could suppress the other's true energy, then that side would definitely have the advantage in the fight.

However, during the exchange just now, Ye Feng clearly felt that the true energy contained in the middle-aged man's sword was not strong, and was even weaker than his own. Yet the middle-aged man was completely unharmed, while Ye Feng was seriously injured by the true energy entering his body. How could Ye Feng not be shocked?

Ye Feng struggled to his feet and carefully examined his condition. Fortunately, his body had been strengthened. Although the impact caused his blood to surge, Ye Feng was not seriously injured and was completely unharmed.

The middle-aged man remained standing in place, showing no intention of pressing his advantage, appearing completely confident.

Ye Ming's expression grew even more solemn. He knew that the reason he hadn't been injured by the attack was, although it was because his body had been strengthened, that the most important reason was probably because the middle-aged man hadn't used his full strength. Otherwise, with the middle-aged man's strength, there would have been plenty of opportunities to kill him.

In the end, Ye Feng was careless. Facing an opponent far stronger than himself, it was too naive to think he could suppress him with his speed advantage. As the saying goes, brute force can overcome all laws. In the face of overwhelming power, Ye Feng's little tricks were completely useless.

Moreover, judging from the performance of that attack just now, the middle-aged man struck first despite being slower, which clearly shows that he was not at a disadvantage in terms of speed, and was even better than Ye Feng.

"Show me your true strength, or you'll have no chance," the middle-aged man said to Ye Feng in a nonchalant tone. He knew very well that what Ye Feng had shown just now was definitely not his full power.

Ye Feng took a deep breath. Although the middle-aged man's tone was indeed arrogant, he had the right to be arrogant, and what he said was right. Faced with such a powerful enemy, Ye Feng had to use his ultimate move.

Ye Feng's strongest move is, of course, Thunderfire Kill.

With a flick of his wrist, Ye Feng summoned the second sword, Thunder Spirit Sword, into his hand. Ye Feng dared not be careless any longer and prepared to unleash his strongest move.

As Ye Feng drew the Thunder Spirit Sword, a look of surprise flashed across the middle-aged man's eyes again, but it was only for a moment before he managed to conceal it well.

"Good lad, I didn't expect you to be a dual-sword martial artist. You only used it now. You've been hiding it well."

The lightning spirit of the Thunder Spirit Sword and the flames in the Crimson Fire Sword raged simultaneously. Ye Feng's eyes were filled with boundless fighting spirit. He had deliberately refrained from using the Thunder Spirit Sword at the beginning to make his opponent misunderstand and underestimate his strength. Now that he was using it, Ye Feng swiftly swung his sword, intending to deliver the strongest blow to the middle-aged man before he could understand what was happening, and defeat him in one fell swoop.

"Thunder and Fire Kill"

He unleashed the unpredictable Heavenly Wind Step, his violent true energy rushing straight towards the middle-aged man.

"Ok?"

The middle-aged man originally thought that Ye Feng's two violent forces were already powerful enough, but he did not expect that they could be combined to form an even stronger force.

A look of admiration flashed in his eyes. Although surprised, the middle-aged man remained calm; this was the confidence of a strong person.

The sword in the middle-aged man's hand began to gleam, and the true energy within it was even more abundant than before. Faced with Ye Feng's attack, the middle-aged man also began to take it seriously.

"Boom boom boom boom"

The two exchanged several blows, their powerful true energy even causing the formation to tremble slightly. However, it was merely a tremor; the formation was exceptionally powerful and wouldn't suffer any damage from such a high-level battle. Nevertheless, the fact that the two, with their Spirit Form realm strength, could achieve this was already quite impressive.

Wherever the two passed, the stone ground beneath their feet was almost entirely shattered, with some small stones flying through the air, making it look like hail was falling from the sky if you didn't look closely.

After several exchanges, Ye Feng was struck by the middle-aged man and sent flying dozens of feet away. Ye Feng spat out a mouthful of blood, and his internal organs were seriously injured.

In the previous attacks, Ye Feng failed to break through the middle-aged man's defense. On the other hand, although the middle-aged man did not use strong force in each attack, he was always able to easily break through Ye Feng's defense with a force that damaged Ye Feng's internal organs.

After several collisions, Ye Feng was finally knocked away and suffered serious injuries, while the middle-aged man was completely unharmed.

"Your strength is indeed formidable, but even so, it's still not enough," the middle-aged man said sternly.

This time, the middle-aged man gave Ye Feng no time to prepare, approaching him with an uncanny speed and swinging his sword at him once more. Ye Feng had no choice but to grit his teeth and continue fighting. Having learned his lesson, Ye Feng's current fighting was mostly defensive; he had no way to attack. Besides, even if he did attack, he probably wouldn't be able to break through the middle-aged man's defenses.

After fighting for over a hundred rounds, Ye Feng was doing his best to defend, but his body was gradually suffering more serious injuries.

If it weren't for his physical strength and abundant true energy holding him up, Ye Feng probably wouldn't have been able to hold on much longer.

On the other hand, although the middle-aged man had expended a lot of energy through continuous attacks, his true energy was abundant, so this amount of energy expenditure was nothing to him.

If this continues, Ye Feng will undoubtedly be defeated.

Ye Feng couldn't help but spit out another mouthful of blood; his body was already riddled with wounds.

"If that's all there is to it, then let's end it here." The middle-aged man suddenly stopped his attack and said calmly.

Although the middle-aged man stopped, Ye Feng knew that this was just the calm before the storm, and he was about to face the man's killing move.

"Let's finish it."

The middle-aged man shouted, and at the same time, his aura surged. A strange light appeared behind him. Upon closer inspection, the light was actually an enlarged version of the middle-aged man himself. The middle-aged man in the light and shadow looked mysterious and powerful.

Ye Feng's expression turned solemn. He could deeply sense the immense power of this force, and if he didn't have a way to deal with it, he would most likely be killed directly.

What should we do? We're now in a desperate situation.

Despite being in dire straits, Ye Feng remained remarkably calm and did not lose his composure. Various coping strategies flashed through his mind, but he rejected them all.

"Damn it, if I can't withstand this attack head-on, I'm definitely doomed. I need more power," Ye Feng thought fiercely.

"Oh right, I still have soul power. I haven't used the soul power I got before. What if..."

Suddenly, Ye Feng had a thought and remembered the soul power he had gained here. This power could now be used in battle, but Ye Feng had never used it before and had therefore overlooked it.

The middle-aged man's sword was already slashing towards Ye Feng. In the critical moment, Ye Feng had no time to think and could only try his best to fight to the death.

At this moment, Ye Feng pushed the power of gods and demons to its limit, and the true essence within his body surged wildly, causing Ye Feng's aura to surge instantly.

At the same time, Ye Feng once again diverted some of his attention to control the fusion of soul power and true essence, which was extremely difficult, just like Ye Feng fusing the power of lightning and fire.

However, Ye Feng could not afford to fail this time; he only had one chance.

"drink"

Ye Feng shouted loudly, and his aura surged once again.

Under extreme conditions, Ye Feng unleashed even greater potential. In this state, with no distractions, he perfectly fused the two powers together in one go.

Lightning and flames emitted a series of alarming sounds, and the combined power made each of the two forces stronger than the previous combined state, even when used individually.

However, Ye Feng was not satisfied. In pursuit of even greater power, Ye Feng wanted to fuse lightning and flames together, which was Ye Feng's strongest form, Thunderfire Kill.

Of course, the fusion was not easy. The power of lightning and fire had become even more violent than before, and it was extremely difficult to control them. Ye Feng was already covered in sweat without realizing it, and it was very difficult to control them.

Fortunately, Ye Feng is currently in a strange state. Although he is struggling in this state, he has managed to perfectly fuse the two forces together.

The middle-aged man's pupils contracted sharply. He had originally intended to end the battle with this move, but he did not expect Ye Feng to unleash such powerful strength at this moment. Judging from the current situation, Ye Feng's aura was no less than that of the middle-aged man.

"drink"

Both the middle-aged man and Ye Feng were now in a situation where they had no way to stop. The middle-aged man shouted loudly, forcibly increasing the power in his body again, and the light shining from the sword in his hand began to become dazzling.

Even though Ye Feng's strength had increased dramatically, the middle-aged man, as a powerful figure, still had his pride. He didn't think Ye Feng could withstand his attack.

After successfully unleashing his soul power, Ye Feng's confidence soared, and he was equally determined not to show weakness.

The moment their swords clashed, they shattered, countless tiny fragments of light flickering in the air like twinkling stars.

"boom"

A deafening explosion rang out, and the true energy of both sides was constantly dispersed at this moment. The spreading true energy swept through the entire space like a tidal wave.

If there were other martial artists of the same level in this space, they might not even be able to withstand the aftershocks.

This time, we witnessed the power of the array composed of these seventy-two array flags once again. The space within the array still showed no signs of breaking.

Ye Feng was sent flying backward amidst the explosion, spitting out blood all over his body in mid-air.

This time, the middle-aged man was also sent flying backward, no longer displaying his usual nonchalant expression.

Ye Feng's body suffered severe damage from the impact of the intense true energy, with all his muscles and several bones broken. His arms were also badly injured; had Ye Feng not been so resilient, most people probably wouldn't have been able to hold their swords.

The middle-aged man was in no better shape; his clothes were stained with blood, and he had suffered considerable injuries. In particular, he had a shocking wound on his abdomen.

Ye Feng's body slammed heavily to the ground. Lying on the ground, Ye Feng looked at the middle-aged man in surprise. His attack was his strongest, and the middle-aged man was also injured, but he did not fall. Before falling, the middle-aged man barely managed to steady himself and stood firmly in front of Ye Feng.

This is the difference in strength between the two. Although Ye Feng's strength and aura are not inferior to those of the middle-aged man, Ye Feng's control over his power is far inferior, and too much of his power is wasted on unnecessary things.

Although the middle-aged man was ultimately injured, it was only some external injuries. Although some wounds looked serious, compared to Ye Feng's serious internal injuries, the middle-aged man's condition was not much of a problem.

On the other hand, the middle-aged man perfectly controlled his power. Apart from the portion that was neutralized, the remaining power struck Ye Feng, and a large part of it damaged Ye Feng's internal tissues through internal force. Therefore, Ye Feng was seriously injured by this attack.

"I rely on."

Ye Feng struggled to stand up, filled with resentment. However, his injuries were too severe, and his limbs were so numb that he had no feeling at all. How could he possibly stand up?

Ye Feng's heart sank. He couldn't even get up, so how could he fight? The middle-aged man could kill him with just one more casual blow. Was he really going to die here?

"No way, I still have a long life ahead of me, I still need to go back to my own world, I'm not married yet," Ye Feng thought to himself.

(End of this chapter)