parentshiftbook Chapter 2100 Devouring the Heavens
Chapter 2100 Devouring the Heavens
Chapter 2100 Devouring the Heavens
Chen Fei stood still. Even with his current eyesight, he could only see a few miles around his body in the darkness.
Further away, there was a pure, thick, impenetrable darkness, as if it could suck in one's gaze and soul.
Chen Fei's divine sense radiated outwards, but the moment it touched the dense darkness around him, an unprecedented sense of stagnation and obstruction suddenly arose.
This darkness not only swallows light, but it can also effectively block and weaken even intangible divine thoughts.
Chen Fei's divine sense was like being stuck in an incredibly sticky quagmire. Every inch it extended outward required several times, or even ten times, more mental energy than usual.
Moreover, the farther the probe travels, the more blurred and distorted the perceived image becomes, filled with all sorts of messy information that are difficult to discern.
At the same time, faint whispers could be heard in Chen Fei's ears.
At first, there were only very faint, intermittent sounds, like the whistling of the wind blowing through the cracks in the ruins.
But soon, these voices became clearer, transforming into countless overlapping murmurs and whispers filled with pain, resentment, and madness.
"Why...why did you abandon us..."
"Hate... I hate it so much... Everything is ruined..."
"Stay...with us...stay here with us..."
“Pain… eternal pain…you too shall taste it…”
These sounds seemed to resound directly in the depths of Chen Fei's mind, piercing his eardrums and constantly assaulting his spirit.
They contain a strange power that can stir up the deepest negative emotions in people's hearts, undermine their will, and gradually make them sink into it, merging with this dark place full of resentment.
The extremely dense, wildly churning black demonic energy around him seemed to have found its only target, and began to surge towards Chen Fei from all directions.
These demonic energies are no longer simply energy surges, but carry an extremely strong corrosive and assimilative will.
They were like countless invisible, malicious tentacles, constantly trying to penetrate the dark golden protective force field on Chen Fei's body, seeping into his skin, flesh, meridians, and even the depths of his soul, to completely transform his vitality, will, and existence itself into dark beings filled with resentment, just like them.
Visual blockade, suppression of divine sense, demonic sounds that erode the soul, and demonic energy that invades the body.
Deadly danger lurked in every direction, from all sides.
"You ask me where this is? This is now your burial place. Let us coexist together in this new Heavenly Court!"
He Qiusheng's voice, filled with madness, resentment, and a kind of morbid fanaticism, surged in from all directions amidst the absolute darkness and the madly roaring demonic energy.
The sound seemed to blend into every wisp of demonic energy and every inch of darkness around it, resounding simultaneously from all directions—front, back, left, right, up, down, inside, and out—overlapping and intertwining.
As He Qiusheng finished speaking, the space, which was ruled by absolute darkness and insane demonic energy, suddenly boiled over.
"Boom!"
Countless jet-black flames, exuding an aura of destruction, mixed with an eerie demonic energy so dense it was almost impenetrable, poured down upon Chen Fei with a terrifying force capable of engulfing and destroying everything.
These black flames are no longer the simple energy form they were before; instead, they have merged with the surrounding demonic energy and darkness, forming a more terrifying and corrosive torrent of destruction.
Having learned from the lessons of his previous illusions being easily seen through, He Qiusheng now used the strongest, most tangible energy attack he could muster.
Wherever the torrent of pitch-black flames passed, space seemed to wail and distort.
The burning sensation that penetrated straight to the soul and the corrosive power targeting existence itself were several times stronger than before. The power of He Qiusheng's attack had completely surpassed the limit of his own early stage of the Tai Cang Realm.
Faced with this overwhelming torrent of black flame demonic energy, which contained the power of the mid-stage Tai Cang Realm, Chen Fei was like a small boat in a storm, and could be completely swallowed up, crushed, and annihilated at any moment.
"This kind of place is more suitable for you."
Faced with the devastating attack that was about to engulf him, Chen Fei showed no panic or fear, and his voice remained calm as still water.
Chen Fei completely absorbed the Dao Domain Force Field that had been surrounding his body to resist the erosion of demonic energy and suppress his opponent into his own body.
"boom!"
A terrifying aura, more refined and domineering than ever before, erupted from Chen Fei's body.
Suddenly, the faint dark golden aura on Chen Fei's body intensified.
Devouring the Divine Body!
At this moment, Chen Fei was like a god who had walked out of ancient times, exuding an aura of invulnerability to all laws. It was as if magma was flowing beneath his skin, and his eyes seemed to be burning with divine furnaces.
Just as the Devouring God Body manifested, the overwhelming torrent of black flame demonic energy finally crashed heavily into Chen Fei's body.
"Boom!"
Destructive energy erupted and annihilated wildly around Chen Fei's body. Dark flames and demonic energy, like raging waves, constantly assaulted and tore at the halo around Chen Fei's body.
However, all the black flames and demonic energy came to a sudden halt as they approached within a ten-foot radius of Chen Fei's body, as if they had hit an indestructible wall of copper and iron.
They tumbled, crashed, and eroded wildly, trying to break through this invisible barrier, but after the initial violent impact, all their attacks were firmly blocked at a distance of one zhang (approximately 3.3 meters), unable to advance any further.
Of course, an attack from the mid-stage of the Tai Cang Realm is by no means ordinary.
The black flame demonic energy, mixed with a strange corrosive power, continued to slowly and persistently infiltrate the absolute defensive circle of one zhang around Chen Fei's body in a manner similar to infiltration.
However, this speed is extremely slow compared to the ferocity of the attack itself.
Thanks to the powerful defense of the Devouring Heaven Divine Body and the partial neutralization of the corrosive power by the Undying True Light Mirror, Chen Fei could clearly sense that it would take at least three breaths for this wave of attack to truly break through his defenses and reach his body.
In his Devouring Heaven Divine Body state, attacks from ordinary early-stage Tai Cang Realm cultivators pose no real threat to him, and even his defenses are difficult to break.
While He Qiusheng's attack, which he unleashed using the environment and reached the power of the mid-stage Tai Cang Realm, was powerful, it was ultimately not the power he truly possessed. In terms of the degree of power condensation and control, there was still a huge gap between him and a true mid-stage Tai Cang Realm cultivator.
This kind of "pseudo" mid-stage power would also require a considerable amount of time to break through Chen Fei's Devouring Heaven Divine Body defense.
Despite the overwhelming torrent of black demonic energy, Chen Fei's gaze remained cold and sharp.
Although his vision and divine sense were severely suppressed by the absolute darkness and insane demonic energy around him, he did not search aimlessly like a headless fly.
His eyes slowly swept over the all-consuming darkness around him. Deep within his eyes, the faint, clear light produced by the Undying True Light Mirror operating at its peak appeared and disappeared, as if it could pierce through all illusions and look directly at the source.
He was searching, searching for that unique aura of resentment and the core of energy flow hidden behind this destructive torrent.
Just a little over a breath after the black torrent of flames had been surging forward, Chen Fei's gaze suddenly sharpened, locking onto a certain direction in the darkness.
The next moment, without hesitation, he raised the Qian Yuan Halberd in his hand and slashed forward.
This time, the halberd blade no longer shone with a simple dark gold light, but was wrapped in a deep, dark color that seemed to be able to devour all light.
That was formed when Chen Fei forcibly bound and melted the strange demonic energy that had invaded the defensive circle and mixed with the power of the ancient Heavenly Court, using the unique method of Devouring Heaven Divine Forging, and then attached it to the halberd blade.
Use their spear to attack their shield.
The halberd tore through the darkness, slicing through layers of demonic energy and black flames, and with an unwavering and resolute attitude, it cleaved towards the target in the darkness.
Normally, in such an environment, Chen Fei would be unable to track He Qiusheng. If He Qiusheng were to retreat, Chen Fei would indeed be unable to follow him in this environment. But He Qiusheng just didn't leave.
At this moment, he was consumed by a mad, venomous obsession.
He believed that in this territory that belonged to him, by using the power of the ruins to launch an attack with the power of the mid-stage of the Tai Cang Realm, he could definitely turn Chen Fei into dust in an instant.
He never considered retreating, nor did he believe that Chen Fei would have the strength to fight back under such an attack, and he certainly didn't think that Chen Fei could find him in this environment.
Arrogance, madness, and a misjudgment of one's own strength...
"clang!"
The Qian Yuan Halberd, its blade wreathed in darkness and a golden glow, collided once again with an ancient palace lantern that appeared out of thin air.
After the previous heavy blow, the ancient palace lantern was covered with spiderweb-like cracks.
Now, subjected to such a fierce attack again, the lamp body trembled violently, and the cracks expanded and spread rapidly at a visible speed, as if it might collapse completely at any moment.
Centered on the point of impact, a terrifying shockwave, mixed with dark golden halberd light, jet-black sparks, and shattered demonic energy, suddenly spread out in all directions.
The power contained in this shockwave was so violent that it briefly pushed away and dispersed the dense, impenetrable demonic energy and some of the black flames around it.
In an instant, a relatively "clean" area appeared within a radius of several miles around the point of impact. In this area, the absolute darkness that devoured everything was gone, as were the wildly churning demonic energy and black flames; only the most primitive and dilapidated ruins remained.
In the very center of this brief "vacuum" zone, He Qiusheng's dark, demonic shadow could no longer be hidden and was revealed.
He held the cracked palace lantern, its light flickering rapidly, his body swaying violently under the terrifying force transmitted from the halberd blade.