Chapter 27: Terrifying Chen Zheng, the Gate of Shen Tong!

Slap!

Xiao Shi was struck on the cheek by a slap from Chen Zheng, flipping sideways off the seat and rolling on the ground like a rubber ball.

If it weren't for the platform on the back of the golden eagle, with barriers on all sides and a magical seal set by the Qing Ling Daoist that was unbreakable, Xiao Shi, upon hitting it, would certainly roll off the eagle's back.

Even though the sea lay below, from such a height he would inevitably be shattered to pieces.

Nevertheless, Xiao Shi crashed into a jumble of things, his head split open and blood gushed.

He scrambled to his feet, ignoring his wounds and the bright red slap mark on his face, trembling his finger at Chen Zheng and shouting in disbelief, "How dare you hit me?"

He was born with a golden spoon, raised in silk and jade, and acted with an air of entitlement.

Even when he caused trouble, Xiao Buye would at most give him a couple of lectures, never laying a hand on him.

But today, Chen Zheng actually slapped him outright—how dare he?

"Why shouldn't I?"

Chen Zheng wore an indifferent expression, stepped forward to Xiao Shi, and delivered another slap.

"Damn it!"

This time Xiao Shi braced himself, roaring as he tried to dodge and even return a slap to Chen Zheng, only to find that no matter how he moved, he couldn't escape, as if his face were destined to be struck by Chen Zheng.

A hard strike!

With a crisp "Snap!", Xiao Shi's head tilted from Chen Zheng's blow, and he collapsed again in a tangled heap.

His other cheek swelled, blood spurted from his mouth and nose, his nose crooked, and he roared furiously, "My father is the Lord of Buye Island, my mother a true disciple of Linglong Blessing Land; you dare treat me like this, you are courting death, total death, do you understand?"

"Noisy."

Chen Zheng looked down at Xiao Shi, his eyes suddenly chilling.

"You…"

When Xiao Shi's gaze met Chen Zheng's, an endless cold surged through his body, his breathing grew labored, as if he would suffocate to death in the next instant.

Before him, Chen Zheng stood, wind howling, hair streaming, robes flapping, an indescribable towering coldness, a stark contrast to the man he had been in North Lingfang City.

Chen Zheng was like a demon god perched in the heavens, mercilessly gazing down at the ant beneath him.

"What are you… trying to do?"

Xiao Shi finally snapped out of his raging frenzy, terrified, stammering a few words from his throat.

Boom!

Chen Zheng said nothing, lifted his leg toward Xiao Shi's head; if the foot landed solidly, there would be no doubt Xiao Shi's skull would explode.

"Young man, do not cause a death."

A deep, powerful voice rang out, urging Chen Zheng not to kill Xiao Shi.

It was the Swift Wind Divine Eagle.

At some point it turned its head, staring straight at Chen Zheng, its two lantern-sized eyes flashing warning, exuding great pressure.

"Elder Eagle, you jest; I merely felt the thrill of the hunt, testing Xiao Shi's martial skill, how could I endanger his life?"

Chen Zheng's complexion turned as cold as ancient ice, and the ruthless aura around him vanished instantly.

He withdrew the foot that was about to strike Xiao Shi's head, regained his usual calm and warmth, clapped his hands, turned and walked away, sitting down on a chair.

It was as if the one who had just tried to kill Xiao Shi was not him.

"Hmm, that's fine then."

The Swift Wind Divine Eagle gave Chen Zheng a deep glance, turned its massive head back, and continued flying forward.

"Hoo! Hoo…"

Xiao Shi's body sagged like soggy mud, his mouth gaping as he gasped heavily, his clothes drenched in cold sweat.

He walked the path of the Ghost Gate.

Had the Swift Wind Divine Eagle not intervened in time, he would have become a cold corpse.

Moreover, Chen Zheng's demeanor just now, the extreme coldness, was terrifying.

He should never have provoked this person.

A hint of remorse rose in Xiao Shi's heart.

But more was hatred, a hatred that even the waters of all five lakes and four seas could not wash away. No one had ever humiliated him so.

Never before!

Yet spite aside, he knew the present circumstances were against him, and he dared not reveal it at all.

He even dared not look at Chen Zheng, fearing the other would see the venom in his eyes.

After all, the Swift Wind Divine Eagle only warned Chen Zheng not to cause a death, but it didn't say Chen Zheng couldn't strike him.

Xiao Shi cowered, shrinking into a corner like a quail, no longer daring to make a sound.

Chen Zheng no longer paid attention to Xiao Shi.

Next time he'll find a chance and crush this person to death.

He closed his eyes and cultivated the spiritual method within the Nether King True Body, channeling a tide of qi and blood endlessly upward to his brain, forging his spirit, then using that spirit as a candle to illuminate the dark "world" in his mind.

The darkness was gradually dispelled by a faint light.

This novel…

Deep within that distant darkness, Chen Zheng vaguely "saw" an ancient, weighty stone gate, neither fully round nor square.

The gate was tightly shut, its patterns rich and delicate, line after line, resembling the folds of a brain.

The whole brain seemed to be a door.

Gate of Shen Tong!

If one could blast open this Gate of Shen Tong, a cultivator could step into the Shen Tong Mi Jing and gain magical power.

Chen Zheng, however, did not do so.

To open the Gate of Divine Powers, one must cultivate to the pinnacle of Rou Shen Di Shi Chong to qualify; he is still short of one Tenfold realm.

The urgent priority is to locate in the brain a mysterious point called the Divine Transformation point.

This point is the key locus that controls the rise and fall of all bodily organs, even height and weight.

The character "Transformation" in Divine Transformation originates from this.

However, this Divine Transformation point is extremely mysterious; ordinary cultivators cannot sense its location nor control it.

Only a cultivator about to reach Rou Shen Di Shi Chong can feel his own Divine Transformation point, open it, and step into the Divine Transformation realm of the final layer of the Mortal Secret Realm.

Thus, Chen Zheng fell into cultivation; thirsty and hungry, he ate the pills and drank the water from the bundle he had brought.

As for the Chaotic Space, it cannot be revealed for now.

The Swift Wind Divine Eagle kept flying east, and after three days finally left the Southern Sea region, entered the skies over land, and entered the territory of the Great Xu Dynasty.

Two days later, the Swift Wind Divine Eagle traversed the Great Xu Dynasty and dozens of other nations of varying sizes, and entered the realm of the Great Li Dynasty.

One more day passed, and the Swift Wind Divine Eagle flew over the Great Li Dynasty, getting close to the legendary Feather Ascension Gate.

"The Feather Ascension Gate is just ahead; I cannot enter, I can only place the two of you before the Feather Ascension City," the deep voice of the Swift Wind Divine Eagle suddenly sounded.

Chen Zheng opened his eyes and looked out; the sky was a wash of blue, and gentle bright sunlight poured over the endless chain of mountains ahead.

Everywhere there were sky‑piercing peaks, each as straight as an arrow, piercing straight to the summit of the cloud sea.

Some peaks were covered with blooming flowers and countless palatial pavilions; some had pine trees with coiling roots and sprawling branches; others bore innumerable thousand‑foot waterfalls cascading down like a silver river.

Deep within those peaks, amid drifting clouds and mist, a massive sky city hovered faintly, suspended like a mirage.

"Is… is this the Fairy Realm?" Xiao Shi stared dumbfounded, as if a country bumpkin had just entered a city.

Chen Zheng gazed at the sky city floating high above, a hint of unusual color flashing in his eyes.

He knew exactly what it was: the Feather Ascension Gate's treasured artifact, the Feather Ascension Heavenly Palace, a supreme relic that shakes the world and suppresses all within the universe.

The so‑called Golden Immortal Hall, Heavenly Punishment Platform, Lesser Fairy Realm, and the countless nurtured spirits, dynastic realms, Heavenly Demons, and other things are all contained within.

Screech!

The Swift Wind Divine Eagle let out a long cry, swooped down, and in an instant landed before a massive city on the ground beneath the sky city.

Feather Ascension Gate, we have arrived.

(End of Chapter)