Battle Through the Heavens: He possesses extraordinary comprehension and is born a Battle Emperor!

Chapter 116 Is that all you've got?

Xiao Chong smiled slightly, and with a flash of sword light, easily deflected Han Feng's fierce attack. "It's simple. I want you to clearly remember how you were defeated by me, step by step, heading towards the abyss of despair."

"You..." Han Feng was speechless. He recalled the past and felt a pang of pain in his heart. His former arrogance and conceit had now become shackles binding him.

"Is that all you've got, Han Feng?"

Xiao Chong's words carried a rare hint of pity, but that pity was more painful to Han Feng than any sharp blade at that moment.

"Absolutely not!" Han Feng roared suddenly, and the Sea Heart Flame surged, forming a huge wall of fire, intending to engulf Xiao Chong. However, at the moment when the fire was at its most intense, Xiao Chong's figure suddenly became illusory, as if merging into the air, and appeared behind Han Feng the next second.

"It's over, Han Feng." Xiao Chong's voice, like the sharp edge of an icy blade, gently brushed past Han Feng's ear. The tip of the sword rested lightly on Han Feng's shoulder, yet no blood was drawn—this was the greatest contempt a master could show to the weak.

"No—" Han Feng's exclamation was abruptly cut off. A flash of despair crossed his eyes, replaced by an unbelievable calm.

The flames in the sea suddenly dimmed, as if even the flames of heaven and earth were mourning his demise.

"Why..." Han Feng murmured, his voice so faint it was almost inaudible, yet it struck Xiao Chong's heart with a heavy blow, causing a rare crack to appear in his usually cold and hard expression.

"Han Feng, you are still too insignificant." Xiao Chong's voice was deep and firm. He slowly sheathed his sword, his eyes filled with complex emotions as he looked at Han Feng's falling figure.

Before long, Han Feng lost his life and became a corpse.

Zi Yan walked lightly to Xiao Chong's side, her delicate brows slightly furrowed. Her bright eyes held both regret for Han Feng's demise and a profound understanding of the cruel laws of the world of the strong. She asked softly, "Xiao Chong, Han Feng is gone. What should we do with his...body?"

Xiao Chong's gaze shifted from Han Feng's cold body to the distant, vast horizon, where the last rays of the Sea Heart Flame seemed to linger before its extinguishing. His voice was deep, echoing like distant mountains: "Zi Yan, entrust him to nature; this is his final resting place."

"Leave it to nature?" Zi Yan was slightly taken aback, then suddenly realized, "You mean..."

"Yes, let his body return to dust, or become part of the food chain of wild beasts." Xiao Chong's words revealed an undeniable determination.

Zi Yan nodded. Although she had mixed feelings, she decided to carry out Xiao Chong's wishes.

She bent down, gently clasped her hands together, and lightly lifted Han Feng's body, walking towards the depths of the forest.

In the mountains and forests, the sound of the wind and the whisper of the leaves intertwined to create a mournful melody. Zi Yan found an open space where several hungry wolves had gathered, their eyes gleaming with greed and wildness.

She took a deep breath and called out loudly to the wolves, "Come on, this is your food."

The wolves seemed to understand her words, letting out excited howls as they rushed towards the body of the once exceptional human. At that moment, the laws of nature for survival were laid bare, both cruel and real.

After dealing with all this, Zi Yan returned to Xiao Chong's side. Their eyes met in the air, and no words were needed.

As the sun set, Xiao Chong and Zi Yan walked slowly along the lush forest path towards Elder Hu Qian's secluded bamboo fence cottage, bathed in the afterglow of the setting sun.

Along the way, Zi Yan's feelings were complex and hard to discern; she felt both sorrow for Han Feng's fate and deep admiration for Xiao Chong's resolute determination. Xiao Chong seemed to sense her subtle emotions, gently squeezing her hand, conveying silent support and comfort.

Upon arrival at the destination, the scene before me was serene and harmonious, with wisps of smoke rising from chimneys, blending seamlessly with the lush vegetation around us, creating a picturesque paradise far removed from the hustle and bustle of the world.

In front of the thatched hut, an elderly man with white hair and beard was leisurely sipping tea. He was Elder Huqian, and his eyes revealed a calmness and wisdom that came from experiencing the vicissitudes of life.

"Elder Huqian, Ziyan and I are back." Xiao Chong's voice broke the silence. The elder looked up, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes. He then stood up and slowly walked to greet them.

"Xiao Chong, Zi Yan, it's been a long time. You both look remarkable; your cultivation must have improved again," Elder Hu Qian said with a smile, his gaze sweeping over the two of them as if he could see through everything.

Xiao Chong took out a delicate little jade bottle from his bosom and handed it to the elder: "Elder, this is the Rejuvenation and Life-Extending Pill that I refined. Although I dare not say that it has the effect of bringing the dead back to life, it is enough to extend lifespan and improve physical condition."

Elder Huqian took the jade bottle, gently uncorked it, and a refreshing and elegant medicinal fragrance immediately filled the air, invigorating the senses. He carefully examined the pills inside, his eyes revealing disbelief:

"This...this is really a Rejuvenating and Life-Sustaining Pill? Such quality is difficult even for the top pharmacists on the continent to refine! Xiao Chong, your medical skills and alchemy skills are simply unbelievable."

Xiao Chong smiled modestly: "Elder, you flatter me. The refining of this pill is largely thanks to Zi Yan's help and the medical knowledge you imparted to me back then."

Zi Yan, standing to the side, nodded slightly, her eyes sparkling with pride. She knew all too well the effort and hardship Xiao Chong had endured behind the scenes, and this achievement was the best proof of their joint efforts.

"Good, good," Elder Huqian exclaimed repeatedly.

At Xiao Chong's instruction, Hu Qian swallowed the pill, but the medicinal power of the Rejuvenating Life-Sustaining Pill was too strong, and Hu Qian was unable to absorb it in time.

"Xiao Chong, I feel... like a million wild horses are galloping inside my body. This power is astonishing!" Elder Hu Qian's face flickered between light and dark, and large beads of sweat slid down his cheeks, clearly indicating that he was enduring great pain.

Xiao Chong frowned, his hands quickly forming hand seals. Pale blue battle qi swirled out, gently enveloping Elder Hu Qian's body like an invisible shield, trying to calm the surging medicinal power. "Elder, calm your mind. I will use my battle qi to guide you and help you dissolve this surging medicinal power."

"Hmm..." Elder Huqian nodded with difficulty, took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and fully cooperated with Xiao Chong's treatment. Inside the room, battle qi surged and the fragrance of medicine filled the air. Zi Yan watched all this nervously from the side, her palms covered in sweat.

Time seemed to stand still, and every second felt incredibly long.

Finally, under Xiao Chong's patient and precise control, the medicinal power in Elder Hu Qian's body was gradually tamed, turning into a warm energy that nourished his internal organs, and even his meridians and bones. Under the nourishment of this power, it faintly emitted the light of rebirth.

After a long while, Elder Huqian slowly opened his eyes, his face revealing an indescribable sense of relief and surprise. "It worked? I... I can feel myself becoming at least ten years younger! Xiao Chong, Zi Yan, you two are truly my lucky stars!"

(End of this chapter)