parentshiftbook Chapter 2099 Transferring to the Inside
Chapter 2099 Transferring to the Inside
Chapter 2099 Traveling Thousands of Miles
He Qiusheng's shock and anger almost materialized.
Yes, that overwhelming sea of black fire, that burning sensation that pierced the soul... it was all just a carefully constructed illusion.
The real killing move was the palace lantern itself, which he had secretly placed behind Chen Fei at some unknown time, ready to launch a fatal blow while Chen Fei was fully engaged in dealing with the sea of fire in front of him.
However, Chen Fei was not fooled by the illusion in front of him. On the contrary, it seemed that he knew his true killing move from the beginning and forced it out in a more ferocious way and dealt a heavy blow.
One misstep, the illusion was broken, and his true form was impacted... The series of setbacks and Chen Fei's unfathomable performance temporarily suppressed He Qiusheng's madness and killing intent with a more rational sense of crisis.
Continuing to fight head-on, even with favorable environment and the infusion of demonic energy, would likely not yield much benefit, and might even lead to an unexpected defeat.
Although the vengeful demon is insane, it is not stupid, especially when facing a life-or-death crisis.
Without the slightest hesitation, He Qiusheng abruptly withdrew the churning black resentment on his body. In the next instant, his entire figure vanished from the spot like a drop of ink merging into the ocean.
Without any flash of light or spatial fluctuations, it simply vanished without warning.
However, at the same moment He Qiusheng's figure disappeared, Chen Fei's figure also mysteriously vanished from the spot, as if it had never existed at all.
The two disappeared one after the other, and the ruined square, which had just experienced a fierce battle and whose smoke and dust had not yet completely dissipated, instantly became deathly silent, leaving only the shocking battle traces on the ground, as well as the faint resentment and residual energy waves in the air.
Hundreds of miles away from this ruined square, above a palace area, the air distorted slightly, and Chen Fei's figure suddenly appeared out of thin air.
His appearance came without warning, as if he had been waiting there all along.
The moment he appeared, Chen Fei's gaze locked onto a seemingly empty void in front of him. He raised the Qian Yuan Halberd in his hand once more, and with an incomparably ruthless posture, slashed fiercely down at that empty space.
At the same time, Chen Fei activated his Dao Domain Force Field, which, as the halberd blade struck, formed an invisible net that completely enveloped and sealed off an area of several dozen feet in front of him.
"clang!"
The blade of the Qian Yuan Halberd and the ancient palace lantern that appeared out of thin air collided solidly once again.
This time, the impact was more muffled and violent than the one in the ruined square, as if two metal mountains had collided with earth-shattering force.
The tremors caused the already crumbling pavilions and towers around them to rattle and creak, with rubble and dust constantly falling from their roofs.
On the halberd blade, the dark golden light was condensed to the extreme. The vast power forged by the Devouring Heaven Divine Forging and tempering perfectly merged with the crushing intent of the Dao Domain, transforming into a terrifying sharpness that could tear everything apart.
The ancient palace lantern, its previously dim patterns suddenly lit up, emitting an ominous dark red glow. The black flame within the lantern pulsed and expanded wildly, attempting to withstand the long-awaited, deadly strike of the Qian Yuan Halberd.
However, under the terrifying sharpness of the Qian Yuan Halberd, which was imbued with Chen Fei's full strength and Dao Domain power, a series of crisp shattering sounds suddenly came from the lantern body.
On the seemingly sturdy, dark metal lamp body, countless spiderweb-like cracks spread outwards at an alarming speed from the point where the halberd blade made contact with it.
These cracks are deeply embedded in the lamp body, and you can even see black flames and dark red energy constantly dissipating and disappearing deep within the cracks.
The palace lanterns trembled violently, emitting a buzzing sound like a dying lament.
Just as a huge crack appeared in the palace lantern, a violent distortion occurred in the void several feet behind the lantern, and He Qiusheng's dark demonic shadow was forced out once again.
At this moment, he looked extremely disheveled.
The dark, resentful energy flowing around him became extremely chaotic, as if it might dissipate at any moment.
Even more seriously, wisps of pure, dark black demonic energy continuously escaped from his mouth, nose, seven orifices, and other parts of his body, merging into the surrounding air.
This black energy is the very source of power that constitutes his demonic body.
As the primordial demonic energy rapidly dissipated, the terrifying aura that had surged to near the mid-stage of the Tai Cang Realm due to the infusion of demonic energy into He Qiusheng's body began to decline.
He Qiusheng's face turned extremely ugly, and his scarlet eyes were filled with pain, resentment, and a trace of horror.
He never expected that, on this home turf, despite having accumulated primordial demonic energy, he would still be completely suppressed by this early-stage Tai Cang Realm cultivator in a head-on confrontation.
The power contained in Chen Fei's halberd strike was not only extremely refined, but also carried an incomparably domineering and crushing will, as if it could break through all illusions and shatter all obstacles.
His palace lanterns and protective demonic energy were as fragile as paper in the face of this power.
What terrified him even more was Chen Fei's prediction of his escape route and his relentless pursuit that left him no chance to breathe, which instilled in him a sense of dread that he had nowhere to hide.
This attack not only severely damaged his magical artifact, but also directly injured his demonic essence, greatly diminishing his strength.
"I have already left on my own initiative, yet you dare to pursue me! What do you think this place is?!"
With his source lost, He Qiusheng's resentment and madness were reignited, but this time, there was an added layer of bravado.
He stared intently at Chen Fei, who stood before him holding a halberd, his aura still as steady as a mountain, and uttered a sharp question filled with anger and resentment.
His voice became hoarse and shrill due to his injuries and agitation, like the wail of an owl.
"You attacked me, so what's wrong with me killing you? What do you think this place is now?" Faced with He Qiusheng's question, which was full of resentment and anger, Chen Fei's eyebrows twitched slightly, and he couldn't help but smile.
“This is the Heavenly Court, how dare you…” Suffocated by Chen Fei’s calm yet sharp question, He Qiusheng subconsciously wanted to bring up the most sacred and cherished name in his heart.
However, the moment the words "Heavenly Court" left his mouth, He Qiusheng's voice suddenly caught in his throat, as if an invisible hand had gripped his neck tightly.
At the same time, the skin on his face, hidden beneath the flowing black mist, began to change color strangely.
One moment it was a pale gold representing the glory of the gods and immortals, and the next it was a jet black representing the nature of the vengeful demons. The two colors flashed rapidly, as if they were engaged in some kind of intense conflict and struggle.
He Qiusheng's scarlet eyes involuntarily shifted away from Chen Fei and slowly scanned the surrounding environment.
What a sight it was before my eyes!
The magnificent celestial palace, once a place of carved beams and painted rafters, shrouded in ethereal mist, is now nothing but ruins scattered everywhere.
The exquisite pavilions have long since collapsed, with only a few crooked pillars stubbornly supporting them. The magnificent buildings have been reduced to ruins, with huge beams and broken tiles piled up like mountains.
The once-flowing celestial pool is now nothing but a dried-up, cracked bottom and thick dust.
Looking at the scene before him, so different from what he remembered, filled with deathly silence and decay, the gold and black hues that had been flashing across He Qiusheng's face suddenly froze for a moment.
His eyes became somewhat vacant and blank, as if he were seeing the world before him clearly for the first time.
The Heavenly Court... Yes, this used to be the Heavenly Court!
But that was then.
Today, this place is nothing more than a forgotten ruin, filled with resentment and destruction, lost in the long river of time.
Chen Fei's question, "What do you think this place is now?" was like a sharp dagger, piercing through He Qiusheng's self-deceiving dream woven from endless resentment and madness.
The cruel reality was presented to him in the most direct and naked way.
"Wow!"
A piercing scream, completely unlike a human voice, filled with endless pain, resentment, madness, and... a kind of desperate scream as if the soul had been completely torn apart, suddenly burst from He Qiusheng's mouth.
Wherever the howl passed, the already dilapidated buildings around them began to silently crumble and turn to dust under its impact. Even the ground beneath their feet seemed to tremble slightly in the shrill scream filled with destructive intent.
At the very moment that heart-wrenching scream rang out, a sudden change occurred.
Chen Fei looked up at the sky, his brows furrowing involuntarily.
The sky above them was rapidly darkening at a speed visible to the naked eye.
It was as if an invisible giant hand had suddenly pulled a thick, dark curtain from the horizon, quickly covering the entire sky.
The scene before him instantly reminded Chen Fei of what he had seen not long ago in the ninth level of the Kun Abyss.
At that time, the ancient Heavenly Court also suddenly became dark, and then seemed to transform into a terrifying funnel that devoured everything, frantically sucking up the demonic energy in the surrounding void.
The only difference is that last time, Chen Fei stood on the outside, as an observer. But now... he is in this strangely changing area.
The sky grew completely dark.
It wasn't the darkness of night, but an absolute darkness that seemed capable of swallowing up all light and hope.
At the very moment when the sky was completely swallowed by darkness.
"Boom!"
A deep and terrifying roar, seemingly emanating from the depths of hell, began to echo throughout the ruins.
At the same time, countless torrents of pitch-black, solidified demonic energy surged forth from every corner of the sky, from the depths of the earth, and from the cracks in the void.
At this moment, the entire ancient celestial ruins transformed into an enormous vortex of demonic energy, frantically devouring, gathering, and erupting terrifying power filled with destruction and resentment.