1207: Chapter 1200: Soul Burning Stage 3 1207: Chapter 1200: Soul Burning Stage 3 The entrance at the Heavenly Alliance Divine Island.
While Ye Chenfeng and Yan Feichen fiercely battled, Xu Hongwen, Li Nan, and fourteen members of the Heavenly Alliance were also entangled in a chaotic fight.
Among the four Saint Level Peak experts of the Heavenly Alliance, two were former members of the Obliterate Heavenly Alliance, namely Wang Wenqiang and Xie Li.
Currently, Xu Hongwen was one-on-one with Wang Wenqiang, while Shen Mingxuan brawled one-on-one with Xie Li.
Saint Level Initial Stage experts from the Obliterate Heavenly Alliance, Bi Huafan and Chen Mingtao, found themselves battling evenly with a Saint Level Peak expert of the Heavenly Alliance.
Meanwhile, Cheng Dahhu and Xiao Liyuan, both possessing formidable combat strength, were fighting the last Saint Level Peak expert of the Heavenly Alliance, and they weren’t falling behind at all.
As for Saint Level Initial Stage Li Nan, he alone was handling ten Venerable Level Peak experts from the Heavenly Alliance.
After dozens of exchanges, he managed to kill two of them.
However, his Soul Force was rapidly depleting, and managing ten Venerable Level Peak experts was evidently not an easy task for him alone.
“Xu Hongwen, I advise you to surrender quickly.
Heavenly Alliance isn’t something you can shake.
Look at me now; back in the days of Obliterate Heavenly Alliance, I, Wang Wenqiang, could only look up to you.
Now, I can fight you on equal footing.
Once Alliance Hierarch Yan kills Ye Chenfeng, you won’t even have a chance to surrender,” said Wang Wenqiang after exchanging palms with Xu Hongwen, his words relentless.
“Wang Wenqiang, you heartless traitors, if it wasn’t for the Alliance Hierarch and Vice Alliance Hierarch implanting Soul Seeds in you and fostering you tirelessly, you would still be trashes.
Stop blabbering in front of me.
Today, here on this Divine Island, either our Obliterate Heavenly Alliance will be annihilated, or your Heavenly Alliance will be uprooted,” replied Xu Hongwen, his Saint Level Peak aura surging wildly as he dashed towards Wang Wenqiang again.
On the other side.
Xie Li, fighting against Shen Mingxuan, struck a palm on Shen Mingxuan’s chest at the same time Shen Mingxuan’s fist landed on his stomach.
Both retreated two steps.
Xie Li sneered, “Shen Mingxuan, I’ve disliked you since the days of the Obliterate Heavenly Alliance, what nonsense ‘number one talent?’ Today, I, Xie Li, will also taste the pleasure of stepping the top talent under my feet.”
Fire of anger flashed in Shen Mingxuan’s eyes as he coldly replied, “Xie Li, bring it on, I, Shen Mingxuan, will definitely not lose to worms like you.”
Amidst talking, Shen Mingxuan and Xie Li resumed their fierce battle.
It seems the chaotic battle at the entrance of Divine Island will turn into a prolonged war.
…
Atop the plaza of Divine Island.
After Ye Chenfeng used two kinds of Soul Techniques to break Yan Feichen’s Soul Prison.
Standing afar, Yan Feichen’s eyes flashed with cruelty, his hand tightly clenched into a fist, and his knuckles continuously producing a ‘crackling’ sound.
All signs of composure vanished from his face.
According to the strength Ye Chenfeng demonstrated in breaking the Soul Prison, Yan Feichen knew that it was nearly impossible for him to defeat Ye Chenfeng, at most, they could achieve a tie.
The expression on Yan Feichen’s face grotesquely twisted as he shouted to the skies, “I, Yan Feichen, will win!
I, Yan Feichen, will win this game beautifully.”
As Yan Feichen roared to the heavens, Soul Force continuously condensed within him.
His eyes widened to an immense size, as if they were about to burst out of their sockets.
“Bang!
Bang!” With two sounds, Yan Feichen took a step forward; his feet shattered the bricks beneath him, and his shins sank into the ground.
He bellowed, “Second stage of Soul Burning!”
As the Soul Force roiled and burned within Yan Feichen, his muscles and body size increased slightly.
Half of his foot stepped beyond the Divine Level, and his overwhelmingly powerful Soul Force ravaged the area around him, causing him visible pain.
Yan Feichen’s face aged several years in moments, even his originally black hair turned half white.
It is known that employing the second stage of Soul Burning consumes fifty years of the user’s lifespan.
Following Yan Feichen’s activation of the second stage of Soul Burning, both Shen Jingwu and Lin Kangsheng, suspended mid-air, looked on with ever-deepening concern.
At this point, Yan Feichen had nearly surpassed the Divine Level, evidently overpowering Ye Chenfeng.
As Shen Jingwu and Lin Kangsheng worried, the now even stronger Yan Feichen swiftly moved towards Ye Chenfeng.
His speed was so fast that Ye Chenfeng had no time to react before a punch from Yan Feichen landed on his chest.
With a loud “Bang!”
Ye Chenfeng’s chest felt like it was struck by a train; his body instantly flew backward.
However, before Ye Chenfeng could fall to the ground, Yan Feichen caught up to him again, kicking him fiercely in the back, sending him flying into the air, while shouting: “Ye Chenfeng, I won’t let you die so easily.
You forced me to use both the first and second stages of Soul Burning, consuming seventy years of my life.
I will make you suffer in every unimaginable way.”
Ye Chenfeng, now suspended in mid-air, felt like all the bones in his chest were shattered, and even the vertebrae in his back seemed to have cracked.
He murmured, “Do I really need to use the last of my Soul Force?
I can’t bear to let all my Soul Force dissipate!”
Surrounded by a light red mist, Ye Chenfeng twisted his wrist.
With a “Bang!” the bracelet he wore shattered by his own doing.
He was prepared to enter an uncontrollable Berserk State; after all, this was a one-on-one battle with Yan Feichen, and he wasn’t worried about harming others.
This was better than using up his last Soul Force.
After the bracelet on his wrist shattered, nothing could suppress the red mist any longer.
The billowing red mist erupted from Ye Chenfeng’s pores like a volcanic eruption, enveloping him in a vivid red mist, turning even his hair and eyes a demonic red.
His internal Soul Force surged wildly.
The moment Ye Chenfeng entered a true Berserk State, his clear consciousness was entirely devoured; his heart was consumed by a singular thought: “Kill!”
Yan Feichen, observing Ye Chenfeng from below, failed to see the transformation due to Ye Chenfeng’s back facing downwards.
Watching Ye Chenfeng descending toward the ground, he shouted, “This punch will crush your spine and paralyze you.”
However, just as Yan Feichen sneered, the unconscious Ye Chenfeng flipped in mid-air.
His blood-red pupils stared unblinkingly down at Yan Feichen, his body emanating murderous aura.
Seeing Ye Chenfeng’s eerie demeanor, Yan Feichen instinctively felt a very bad premonition.
As Ye Chenfeng’s figure incessantly fell from the sky, Yan Feichen felt the overwhelming Soul Force within Ye Chenfeng; cold sweat drenched his forehead as he realized, with a start, that Ye Chenfeng’s Soul Force now surpassed his own, prompting a panic-stricken flicker in his surprised eyes as he muttered, “How is this possible?”
But as the descending Ye Chenfeng drew nearer, Yan Feichen knew all of it was real.
Watching Ye Chenfeng’s palm descending towards his own crown, he knew that with his current power, if he were to try and withstand this strike from Ye Chenfeng, he would most likely be killed instantly.
Yan Feichen gritted his teeth, his eyes filled with boundless hatred, as Soul Force once again gathered within him.
He bellowed, “Third stage of Soul Burning!”
In total desperation, Yan Feichen unleashed the third stage of Soul Burning which could momentarily boost his power beyond the Divine Level, but at the cost of an entire one hundred years of his lifespan.
…(To be continued.
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