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Without making a sound, Chu Feng's figure disappeared from the spot.

On the solid black iron stone bridge, nine identical gray-white afterimages appeared side by side, rushing towards the pavilion along a strange zigzag trajectory.

Every afterimage carried the aura of a blade, moving at a speed too fast for the naked eye to perceive; seemingly close yet as far as the ends of the earth.

Gongsun Ao stood in the pavilion, his expression calm.

"His movement technique is extraordinary. He uses the coldness of the Yin to freeze spatial resistance and blends into the subtle traces of time. It is truly amazing."

"Unfortunately, before the laws of nature, illusion is ultimately just illusion."

Gongsun Ao raised his right index finger and drew a straight line downwards in the void in front of him.

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth moved at will, and a golden rift opened in the void, transforming into a giant golden blade thirty feet long that crashed down.

The giant golden blade emitted a primal golden light that could tear apart everything, sweeping across the entire stone bridge.

The moment the afterimage touched the golden light, the eight lifelike bodies of Chu Feng collapsed and shattered without leaving any trace.

A figure suddenly appeared only on the right side of the stone bridge, near the abyss.

After Chu Feng Zhenren appeared, his right hand was already gripping the Zhuxian Divine Blade at his waist.

When faced with the golden giant blade coming straight at him, he did not dodge at all, but instead drew his own sword with a backhand.

The bluish-black blade pierced through space, and a chilling aura of annihilation condensed into a straight line, colliding with the golden giant blade.

"when!"

The deafening clang of metal shattered the rocks on all sides!

The raging torrent of laws swept outwards, and huge, spiderweb-like cracks rapidly spread across the surface of the stone bridge built of millennia-old black iron.

Countless heavy black iron boulders shattered and crashed into the abyss with a whooshing sound, and for a long time there was no echo of them hitting the ground.

The violent recoil force surged into his arms along the blade.

Chu Feng felt as if he had been struck in the chest, and his arms felt a stinging pain in the meridians.

He retreated ten steps, his boots carving two deep furrows in the iron ground, before finally dissipating the immense force.

His blood and qi surged violently in his chest cavity, and Chu Feng used his pure yang true essence to forcefully suppress the rising heat.

This is the foundation of a powerful being in the Tribulation Transcending stage.

With just the casual manipulation of the fundamental laws of heaven and earth, its power far surpasses a full-force attack from a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator.

Gongsun Ao stepped out of the pavilion, his body hovering in the air, his hempen robes fluttering.

"To withstand 30% of my power with only early-stage Nascent Soul cultivation, and to have your divine weapon intact and your physical body undamaged, you have every reason to be proud."

"But the Great Dao is merciless; attempting to transcend one's level and attack the Dao is ultimately a fool's dream..."

Gongsun Ao clasped his hands together, and the world behind him suddenly turned golden.

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth within a radius of five hundred miles was forcibly extracted and drained, transforming into countless thick golden chains of divine law as strong as pillars of heaven.

The divine chains weaved and intertwined in mid-air, transforming into a golden cage that blotted out the sky, carrying the immense power to annihilate the void, and slowly pressing down from the heavens.

The entire Tianjue Cliff trembled violently, and the cliff face collapsed inch by inch.

Luo Qingyi and Tu Xiaoxue, who were standing next to the carriage, were so overwhelmed by the power that they could barely stand upright, and their skin ached.

Chu Feng stood in the center of the broken stone bridge, his hands firmly gripping the hilt of the Immortal Execution Blade.

Within the dantian, the two primordial spirits, one crimson and one cyan-black, overlapped, and the yin-yang millstone spun rapidly at an unprecedented speed.

On the blade of the Immortal Execution Blade, ancient and weathered time-related patterns lit up one by one, with the colors of snow white and dark black flowing endlessly.

"Whether it's wishful thinking or not, we'll only know after we fight!"

Chu Feng strode forward, his blade pointing diagonally towards the sky, his bones cracking repeatedly.

The void at the top of Tianjue Peak was rippled with visible layers due to the compression of two enormous forces.

The thick clouds surrounding the cliff were dispersed by strong air currents, revealing the bottomless black abyss below.

A gray-white halo spread out beneath Chu Feng's feet, instantly enveloping a space of about a hundred feet in radius.

The Yin-Yang Blade Domain forcefully expanded, attempting to rewrite the laws of this world and block the descending golden cage in mid-air.

Gongsun Ao raised his palm and gently pressed it downwards.

The Golden Dao Origin of the Tribulation Transcending Stage roared out, transforming into thousands of dazzling golden spear beams that crashed into the barrier of the Yin-Yang Blade Domain.

Where the two laws collided, the void was forcibly torn open with several thin, long black marks.

The primordial power mobilized by Gongsun Ao exceeded the domain's tolerance limit. Golden divine light pierced through the gray-white air curtain, and the structure of the blade domain was crushed inch by inch.

Chu Feng's blood and qi surged in reverse, his meridians vibrated, and a trickle of dark red blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

This was the first time since he entered the Integration Realm that he had been completely suppressed by his opponent in a direct confrontation.

Luo Qingyi stood by the carriage shaft, her silk robe clinging to her skin in the fierce wind, outlining her undulating figure.

She reached out and grabbed Tu Xiaoxue beside her, her palms sweating.

Tu Xiaoxue's two rabbit ears stood up completely in fear, and her thin short skirt billowed in the wind, exposing large expanses of her long, snow-white legs to the air.

Her knees were slightly bent, her fingernails dug into her palms, and her heart was filled with worry.

Gongsun Ao remained expressionless, flipping his right hand over so that the metal and wood elements converged in his palm.

A massive golden and wooden hand, hundreds of feet in diameter, blocked out the light from above, carrying a weight capable of obliterating everything, and crashed down upon Chu Feng on the ruins of the stone bridge!

Chu Feng's feet sank deep into the gravel and mud, knowing in his heart that if he were to be crushed by this huge hand, his physical body would be destroyed.

The yin-yang millstone in his dantian spun wildly, and as he pushed his arms forward, a colossal two-headed Taotie dharma image, thousands of feet long, rose from the ground behind him.

The gluttonous beast roared and extended its sharp claws, opening its abyss-like maw to bite down hard on the edge of Jinmu's large hand.

A large chunk of the violent primal energy was forcibly torn off and poured into the belly of the Taotie.

Chu Feng's meridians groaned as the power of the laws of a Tribulation Transcending expert surged through his meridians like molten iron.

He quickly channeled the pure Yang energy within his body, forcibly transferring this uncontrollable and violent divine power into his feet.

The energy flowed into the earth's veins along the meridians, causing the entire mountain to shake violently, and a series of internal collapses came from deep within the rock walls.

The violent force of the recoil shattered his protective aura.

Chu Feng's right sleeve turned into countless pieces of cloth that scattered everywhere, and the flesh of his entire arm tore open with seven or eight bloody gashes, with the bones inside making a cracking sound.

Tu Xiaoxue couldn't resist taking a step forward, wanting to go and help.

Luo Qingyi reached out and grabbed her forearm, shaking her head to stop her.

In a clash of this level, any cultivator at the Void Refinement stage who gets close will be crushed into mincemeat by the aftershocks.

Chu Feng took three steps back, his boots crushing the hard black iron bridge surface.

Conventional sword techniques and true essence cannot break through the protective Dao of a Tribulation Transcending expert; the only option is to rely on the laws of time and take a risky gamble.

The time Dao pattern in the center of Chu Feng's sea of ​​consciousness suddenly shone brightly, and the ancient gray-white Dao traces spread to the blade of the Immortal Execution Divine Blade.

He mobilized the remaining essence of creation within his body, burning his vital energy, and drew a perfect arc from bottom to top with his longsword.

The Heaven-Slaying Blade's aura slashed across the sky!