Chapter 137

"Close combat isn't just about strength!" The Lord of Huangfeng City suddenly drew two short spears from behind his back; his towering body, towering a hundred trillion kilometers high, merged with the wasteland wind and instantly closed in on Luo Feng.

Whooosh! Whooosh! Whooosh!!!

The wind howled; the Lord of Huangfeng City's figure appeared simultaneously around Luo Feng from all sides, his spear shadows stabbing repeatedly.

Luo Feng stood firm, coldly observing the scene.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!" When the short spears struck Luo Feng's surface, black liquid immediately surged to entangle the spears—but the Lord of Huangfeng City possessed boundless strength, and the black liquid could not restrain them.

"Not a single drop of blood?" The Lord of Huangfeng City was deeply startled. "What kind of body refinement art is he using?"

Suddenly, Luo Feng's hand appeared holding a Blood Shadow Blade—its power now vastly more terrifying, having already gained the potential to evolve into a "Supreme Divine King Weapon," heavy and utterly razor-sharp. In one sudden slash, Luo Feng struck; the Lord of Huangfeng City crossed his two short spears to block the blow.

BOOM!

The collision of their colossal weapons sent shockwaves rippling across all directions, sweeping across hundreds of millions of kilometers.

Their immense bodies moved with cataclysmic force; ordinary large cities would be crushed to dust beneath a single step. Such power made the peak Chaos Realm observers far away tremble.

"The gap between a Transcendent Chaos Realm and a Peak Chaos Realm… is too vast."

They could easily obliterate a large city.

Yet their strength meant nothing before these two towering beings!

Luo Feng and the Lord of Huangfeng City both halted—they knew neither could overcome the other.

"Luo He, your strength rivals mine," the Lord of Huangfeng City's voice boomed like thunder. "But you must realize: our greatest rival in this struggle for the Blood Spirit Gold Pearl is Biyun the Great Saint."

Luo Feng understood this well.

Both Biyun the Great Saint and the Lord of Huangfeng City ranked among the top Transcendent Chaos Realm cultivators. But in the race for the Blood Spirit Gold Pearl, Biyun was undeniably more skilled.

Even now, Luo Feng could not sense Biyun the Great Saint's presence at all.

"Luo He, do you think this can seal off the Blood Spirit Star?" A cold voice suddenly rang out.

Whoosh.

A gray figure ignored the black liquid surrounding Luo Feng and appeared out of thin air within the Blood Spirit Star.

Flames surged across the Blood Spirit Star; the gray figure stood calmly amid the fire, observing all around.

"Luo He, your strength cannot seal the Blood Spirit Star," Biyun the Great Saint's icy voice echoed—and instantly, the black liquid that had enveloped the Blood Spirit Star shattered completely.

Luo Feng felt the very space where his black liquid resided had split apart—naturally causing the liquid to fracture.

"The Black Abyss Transformation alone truly cannot stop her," Luo Feng realized upon his first clash with Biyun—the woman's power was terrifying.

That terrifying edge, that cutting sharpness, left Luo Feng in awe.

Biyun the Great Saint's body was ordinary, far smaller than Luo Feng's or the Lord of Huangfeng City's. Yet her destruction, capable of cleaving heaven and earth, surpassed even them both.

"Biyun the Great Saint is indeed formidable," the gray shadow laughed, standing atop the Blood Spirit Star.

Luo Feng, Biyun the Great Saint, and the Lord of Huangfeng City all paid close attention to this gray shadow—Yansu the Great Saint.

In direct combat, Yansu the Great Saint was indeed weaker than all three. But as a cultivator of Spatial Primordial Dao, he excelled in Zhengduo the Blood Spirit Gold Pearl—and he had also mastered the Art of Splitting into Avatars.

"The seven First-Rank Marquises of the Di Chu lineage have drawn so many powerful figures just for a Class-Tian mission," observed the Lord of Yuanxiu from afar. "I'll just stay back and grab one if I get the chance."

Among those present, the Lord of Yuanxiu was the most skilled at trapping and imprisoning enemies.

Luo Feng and the Lord of Huangfeng City had bodies too monstrous to be dragged in.

But the weaker-bodied Biyun the Great Saint and Yansu the Great Saint… once locked, were easy to seal inside the Dark Mansion. Of course, Biyun always concealed herself, making her nearly impossible to track. Even if captured, her devastating power could shatter the Dark Mansion's prison.

As for Yansu the Great Saint—he had his Avatar Art. Imprisoning one avatar meant he could instantly destroy it and regenerate another.

Angering him would be troublesome.

"I'll just do my best," the Lord of Yuanxiu thought, content with scavenging, unwilling to fight to the death.

…

Luo Feng stared at the Blood Spirit Star before him and felt a headache coming on.

Two beings of equal level: the Lord of Huangfeng City and Biyun the Great Saint. Yansu the Great Saint, slightly weaker, excelled in space. And then there was the distant, lurking Lord of Yuanxiu.

"Hum."

The Blood Spirit Star was naturally formed by heaven and earth; its core was solid, its middle layer liquid, and its outer layer crimson flame. Ancient Divine Kings of the Flame Wind Ancient Nation had long ago arranged arrays within its core, enabling the star to better absorb heavenly power and nurture more Blood Spirit Gold Pearls.

In truth, every treasure-rich site on the Origin Continent that naturally birthed wonders was owned.

All were protected by arrays, even nurtured to sustain their treasures.

Only at the borders of the two Ancient Nations were such sites left open—both nations tacitly permitted their strongest to compete, letting strength decide who claimed them. But one rule: no destruction of the treasure site.

Treasure sites could continuously nurture wonders!

Compete for treasures—each relies on their own ability.

But if one deliberately destroys a treasure site, that breaks the taboo—and both Ancient Nations will punish severely!

A typical treasure site might yield treasures worth only a few thousand merits per eon—but over ten thousand eons? That accumulates to tens of millions of merits! The value of a single treasure site was unimaginable.

Of course, these sites were protected by arrays laid by Divine Kings—destroying them was no easy task.

"I'll take whatever I can," Luo Feng decided. Instantly, a vast silver river surged outward.

The Silver River Transformation!

Endless silver rivers, ever shifting, surged across the perimeter of the Blood Spirit Star.

Any Blood Spirit Gold Pearl that erupted into the silver river would be bound by it—no other strong cultivator could snatch it away.

"Huh?" The Lord of Huangfeng City's expression changed slightly; he strained his Wasteland Wind Domain to suppress it—BOOM!

Dozens of billions of units of the Silver River Transformation surged forth—and in direct clash, it clearly surpassed the Wasteland Wind Domain.

This was Luo Feng's final tactic: using the Silver River Transformation's vast, domain-style technique to seize the Blood Spirit Gold Pearls. The Silver River Transformation was unpredictable, swift as lightning, endlessly shifting—perfect for long-range deployment.

"This Luo He… has another trick?" The Lord of Huangfeng City sensed trouble.

His Wasteland Wind Domain permeated everywhere—ideal for snatching treasures.

In flexibility, change, and penetration, the Silver River Transformation was slightly inferior to the Wasteland Wind Domain. But its sheer force was greater—it completely suppressed the Wasteland Wind Domain wherever it spread.

"Luo He the Great Saint's domain technique is quite remarkable," the gray shadow atop the Blood Spirit Star chuckled.

The moment he spoke—

The surging silver river froze as if encased in ice, its movement slowing drastically.

"Huh?" Luo Feng's face darkened—he sensed space itself had solidified, binding his Silver River Transformation. He could still force it to move with sheer power, but its speed dropped to one or two percent.

"Forgive me," Yansu the Great Saint smiled. "Your domain technique is too powerful—I can only suppress it a little."

!

"Fine. Fine," Luo Feng stared at him.

At that moment—BOOM~~~

From the erupting liquid flames of the Blood Spirit Star, ten Blood Spirit Gold Pearls burst forth in an instant.

"Shhh! Shhh! Shhh!"

A cutting edge cleaved heaven and earth, instantly severing two small realms—each carrying three Blood Spirit Gold Pearls—snatched away into thin air.

Luo Feng's Silver River Domain stretched widely, close to these pearls—he moved to seize them.

"Hum." Space froze again, the binding intensifying—Luo Feng's Silver River Transformation slowed even further.

"Damn it," Luo Feng growled.

Whooosh! Whooosh! Whooosh!

The Lord of Huangfeng City, Yansu the Great Saint, and Luo Feng all moved swiftly.

The Lord of Huangfeng City's wind swept up two Blood Spirit Gold Pearls. Yansu the Great Saint teleported and seized two. Luo Feng, though his Silver River Transformation fully enveloped the star, moved too slowly—only managing to capture two. Even the distant Lord of Yuanxiu seized one by chance with his Dark Mansion prison.

"Yansu," Luo Feng glared at the Great Saint—if not for his spatial binding, his Silver River Transformation's advantage would have doubled his haul.

Yansu the Great Saint smiled.

"Yansu the Great Saint," Luo Feng immediately sent a mental message. "Five Transcendent Chaos Realm cultivators are competing—why target only me? If you stop hindering me, when this eruption ends, I'll give you three Blood Spirit Gold Pearls."

"Hahaha… Zhengduo the Blood Spirit Gold Pearls—each relies on their own ability," Yansu the Great Saint grinned at Luo Feng.

Luo Feng sensed the man was deliberately targeting him.

His spatial binding could have restrained both Luo Feng and the Lord of Huangfeng City—yet Yansu the Great Saint poured all his effort into suppressing only Luo Feng.

"Very well. Each relies on their own ability," Luo Feng glared coldly and said no more.

…

Time passed.

This wave of Blood Spirit Gold Pearl eruptions lasted roughly three days.

Biyun the Great Saint never showed herself—but claimed the most: a total of twenty-five Blood Spirit Gold Pearls.

The Lord of Huangfeng City, using his Wasteland Wind Domain's pervasive reach, seized twelve.

Luo Feng, though his Silver River Transformation covered all, was bound by Yansu the Great Saint's spatial suppression—only securing nine.

Yansu the Great Saint also seized eight.

The distant Lord of Yuanxiu, lurking and scavenging opportunities, claimed three.

"Yansu the Great Saint keeps targeting Luo He the Great Saint—is there a grudge?"

"Yansu's spatial binding could have restrained both Luo He and the Lord of Huangfeng City at once. That would've weakened Luo He's suppression, letting him gain two or three more pearls—and the Lord of Huangfeng City would've lost a few."

"Yansu has truly offended Luo He."

"So what? Yansu the Great Saint has the Avatar Art—he's far more troublesome than ordinary Transcendent Chaos Realm cultivators."

Even among Divine Kings, those with avatars were exceedingly rare.

The Peak Chaos Realm observers watching from afar saw the entire event unfold, chatting idly as they began to depart.

Having witnessed the first wave of Zhengduo, they had lost all desire to compete.

"Hahahaha…"

The Lord of Huangfeng City stood beneath the Blood Spirit Star, gazing around, his voice booming across heaven and earth: "I have acquired twelve Blood Spirit Golden Pearls. I am willing to sell them to you—all at a minimum price of ten billion Cosmic Sands per pearl. Highest bidder takes them!"

Luo Feng, Biyun the Great Saint, Yuanxiu's Lord, Yan Su, and several others among the Peak Chaotic Realm cultivators preparing to depart all heard this news.

"Minimum price? Ten billion Cosmic Sands per pearl? Are you insane?"

Even Biyun the Great Saint, the richest among those present, thought this price absurd.

(End of Chapter)