Chapter 231: Chapter Six: Confrontation

Luo Feng was also surprised.

He had explored the deep regions of the Dream Domain for over a hundred cycles and never encountered a rival! This most precious "Thousand Dream Fruit" was about to ripen, yet it had already drawn five powerful beings—including himself—to wait.

"Then again, I only explore once per cycle, and each time just around ten spaces," Luo Feng thought. "There are very few on the Origin Continent qualified to explore the deep regions! The chance of running into others is indeed extremely low."

Though his presence had been detected by the invisible spatial domain, Luo Feng remained utterly calm.

He had prepared thoroughly to compete for the Thousand Dream Fruit.

Now, all his avatars combined held an energy reserve equivalent to twelve times a perfect divine body. And this time… the ultra-powerful avatar Luo Feng sent to seize the Thousand Dream Fruit possessed ten times the energy of a perfect divine body.

In raw physical strength alone, it was dozens of times stronger than the avatar he once used against the Dark Heavenly Lord.

Luo Feng judged his body capable of rivaling a "Ultimate-Level Lifeform."

"Hmm?"

Di Jiu Feng, Di Wu, the gray-robed figure, and the purple-robed woman all saw the black-robed figure with the golden mask.

"Black robe, golden mask? That aura…"

"Is this the mysterious powerhouse who killed the Tiankun Sovereign?"

All four of them were Dianfeng -tier beings on the Origin Continent and naturally knew the intelligence on the "Black Robe, Golden Mask Qiangzhe." This mysterious Qiangzhe had only ever struck once—using soul or mental will techniques to instantly annihilate the Tiankun Sovereign, preventing even his reincarnation.

"Hahaha, rare indeed!" Di Jiu Feng laughed. "I thought two or three rivals would be enough to draw for this Thousand Dream Fruit. Who knew today we'd have five powerful beings gathered here!"

"Indeed interesting," Di Wu observed the gray-robed figure, the purple-robed woman, and Luo Feng. "Three mysterious powerhouses! Few itinerant cultivators possess such strength. For three to appear is truly rare."

As emperors of the Yanfeng Ancient Nation, they naturally carried arrogance and looked down upon itinerant cultivators.

"Di Wu, Di Jiu Feng—your Yanfeng Ancient Nation's emperors dare to be so arrogant in the deep Dream Domain, yet refuse to carry any precious weapons or treasures?" the gray-robed figure chuckled softly.

Yes.

Including Luo Feng, all five who had come to the deep Dream Domain refrained from carrying "beyond Divine King-tier treasures." After all, the deep Dream Domain was unpredictable; losing an avatar was trivial, but losing a precious treasure would be irreversible.

"Black Robe powerhouse, did you kill Tiankun?" Di Wu stared at Luo Feng.

"I did," Luo Feng nodded.

"Have we met before?" Di Wu studied Luo Feng. The gray-robed figure and purple-robed woman were opponents he had encountered before, and he had some guesses about their true identities—but the Black Robe, Golden Mask powerhouse, he had never fought.

Luo Feng smiled at Di Wu and Di Jiu Feng. "If you two emperors are willing to yield the Thousand Dream Fruit, we could sit down and chat properly."

"Hahaha…" Di Jiu Feng laughed. "Black Robe powerhouse, you specialize in soul or mental will techniques. Even the Tiankun Sovereign, who reached Ultimate-Level willpower, had no resistance against you. Even if we withstand your techniques, we'd suffer heavy losses. I suggest the four of us unite first to drive away this Black Robe powerhouse."

Di Wu also turned to the gray-robed figure and purple-robed woman. "Drive out the Black Robe powerhouse first, then we four fight among ourselves."

"Hmph, we three are itinerant cultivators, while you two are emperors of Yanfeng Ancient Nation. We three must unite—otherwise, all the treasures will end up in your hands," the gray-robed figure said without hesitation.

"We three shall unite," the purple-robed woman agreed.

The black-robed, golden-masked Luo Feng nodded as well.

"Very well."

Di Jiu Feng glanced at the distant Thousand Dream Fruit. "It will ripen soon. Before then, let us settle this."

Di Jiu Feng and Di Wu remained relatively calm! To them, this rare treasure could indeed help repay part of their massive clan debts—but even if they failed to obtain it, the impact on them would be minor.

The three itinerant cultivators, however, craved the Thousand Dream Fruit far more.

"Attack," Di Wu coldly commanded.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh~~~

His body instantly transformed into a black river, a vast, roaring torrent sweeping outward, engulfing the surrounding vast area in an instant. Luo Feng and the others either fled far away and abandoned the treasure—or were forced into the black river's grasp.

"Chit, chit, chit." Luo Feng stood still, letting the black river coil around him like countless giant serpents, furiously eroding his flesh.

"Di Wu also cultivates the Path of Life's Origin, but he is an Ultimate-Level Lifeform! This avatar sent to the Dream Domain—how much of his true body does it even represent?" Luo Feng thought. "The binding force means nothing to me. But this erosion power…"

The black river's erosion was terrifying, yet Luo Feng's immense world-life body, with ten times the energy of a perfect divine body, resisted completely. The rate of erosion could not match his body's rapid regeneration.

"Di Wu, is that all you've got?" the purple-robed woman chuckled softly. The black river's erosion didn't even make her flinch—she stood firm, letting it consume her, utterly fearless.

"Di Wu, this avatar of yours only represents about three-tenths of your true body. Too weak," the gray-robed figure stood still, his form flickering, semi-transparent. Eight or nine-tenths of the black water's erosion was deflected; the remainder had no effect on him.

"Subdue!"

The rolling black river coalesced into three massive palms, crushing down upon Luo Feng and the other two.

Luo Feng and the others paid no mind. Pure Life Path cultivators like Di Wu, without superior treasures, had weak offensive intimidation.

The real threat was Di Jiu Feng, who cultivated the Spatial Origin Path.

"Di Jiu Feng's spatial path avatar—this might be his full body and full soul," Luo Feng was wary.

"Attack."

The gray-robed figure transmitted a mental message.

The gray-robed figure, the purple-robed woman, and Luo Feng struck simultaneously, all targeting Di Jiu Feng.

"Destroy!" Di Jiu Feng instantly attacked—but focused all his power solely on Luo Feng! In Di Jiu Feng and Di Wu's eyes, the Black Robe, Golden Mask powerhouse was the most dangerous.

They had to eliminate this troublesome one first.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh~~~" A wind blew.

This wind was the Wind of Space—penetrating every corner of the space around Luo Feng, seeping into the finest structures of his body.

This blow…

Shattered even the tiniest spatial structures. Every fundamental life unit of Luo Feng's immense world-life body suffered "spatial shattering" attacks—but each of his life units was a perfect fusion of twenty-four world embryos. Even minor damage was instantly restored by his boundless vitality.

"What?" Di Jiu Feng was stunned.

Itinerant cultivators could sometimes rival emperors and sovereigns—but as for raw physical strength matching an Ultimate-Level Lifeform, there were barely any.

Only a handful: the Myriad Worlds Sovereign, the World Beasts, the Fire Ancestor, and a few others.

"My Ash-Extinguishing Wind couldn't even scatter his body? His strength rivals an Ultimate-Level Lifeform," Di Jiu Feng's heart sank. "With a body this strong, this is a problem."

"Boom!"

The moment Di Jiu Feng's attack failed, he felt his soul tearing apart.

!.

Terrifying attacks relentlessly shredded Di Jiu Feng's soul.

"Zong Fu!" Di Jiu Feng glared at the gray-robed figure in agony. "It's you?"

He recognized the technique—this was Zong Fu Divine King, once the strongest minister of Yanfeng Ancient Nation, now the leader of its greatest rebellion.

Invisible power seeped into Di Jiu Feng's body, eroding his Ultimate-Level Lifeform flesh—his body began crumbling.

This invisible force also eroded Di Wu's vast black river.

"Chit, chit, chit~~~" The black river's water rapidly diminished. A Life Path Ultimate-Level Lifeform—even with only three-tenths of his body—should have immense vitality.

Yet now the black river was collapsing rapidly, clearly at a severe disadvantage.

"Bad."

Di Jiu Feng and Di Wu felt overwhelming pressure.

"Di Wu, this purple-robed woman is an Ultimate-Level Lifeform—possibly even the Primogenitor of the Eastern Pole Region."

"The Primogenitor of the Eastern Pole Region shouldn't be this weak."

"Foolish! The Primogenitor is deliberately holding back. This treasure is equally attractive to her."

They realized the situation was dire.

Without superior treasures, an Ultimate-Level being who mastered a complete Path naturally surpassed emperors in every aspect.

If the Primogenitor of the Eastern Pole Region intervened, overwhelming them with sheer power, this would be even worse.

"Only three-tenths of an Ultimate-Level Lifeform dares to show itself?" the purple-robed woman sneered.

Luo Feng stood still, and suddenly two beams of golden light shot from his eyes.

These two beams resembled the golden light of creation—once released, they instantly pierced Di Jiu Feng's body. Already weakened by Zong Fu Divine King's assault and the purple-robed woman's invisible erosion, Di Jiu Feng's body was obliterated in an instant by the twin golden beams.

The golden beams moved faster than lightning—no evasion possible. They pierced and re-pierced Di Jiu Feng's body, accelerating his collapse.

These beams were one of Luo Feng's six fused branches of the Life-Death Path: "Heavenly Light Silver Shuttle."

In the dark regions of the Dream Domain, Luo Feng had once been attacked by six Silver Shuttles. While meditating on the Star Tower, he created a similar technique—capable of releasing two "Heavenly Light Silver Shuttles" simultaneously to strangle enemies.

"Go," Di Jiu Feng, though his body and soul were intact, still retained seventy percent of his energy despite being surrounded by three powerful foes.

Di Wu's black river, however, had been eroded by more than half.

"Whoosh."

Di Jiu Feng instantly seized the black river and vanished from this deep region space with a single thought.

In spatial evasion, Di Jiu Feng was naturally skilled. If he chose to flee, Luo Feng and the others could not stop him.

…

With Di Jiu Feng and Di Wu gone, only Luo Feng and the other two remained.

"The gray-robed figure is Zong Fu Divine King," Luo Feng knew how dangerous he was.

Long ago, Zong Fu Divine King had once matched Yanfeng Ancient Nation's first emperor, Di Yan, using only a single superior treasure—and Di Yan had despised him, sparing no cost to hunt him down and seize his artifact.

This turned them into mortal enemies. Zong Fu Divine King was terrifying—he had slain over a dozen royal divine kings of Yanfeng Ancient Nation. Even the Yanfeng Primogenitor could no longer tolerate it and intervened personally.

The Yanfeng Primogenitor destroyed all his avatars and resurrection vessels. Yet in the end, Zong Fu Divine King still lived.

He cultivated the Path of Life and Cause-and-Effect—his survival ability was unimaginably strong.

Over countless eons, his accumulation had grown deeper.

"The other one… seems even stronger," Luo Feng stared at the purple-robed woman.

"Zong Fu Divine King, and this Black Robe powerhouse," the purple-robed woman smiled at her two companions. "Now only the three of us remain. It seems we must settle this among ourselves!"

(End of Chapter)