Chapter 91: The Huge Gap Between Major Realms
As time passed, the shaking beneath their feet grew increasingly violent, to the point that many Martial Artists present could not hold their ground and fell to the floor one after another.
"What is going on? Is the earth dragon turning over?" Lu Zhiruo asked subconsciously, holding onto the hand of Qing Lin, who was supporting her, with a somewhat disheveled appearance.
But upon hearing this question, a sense of uneasy premonition could not help but rise in Feng Zi's heart:
Is it really an earthquake? Or an earthquake that just happened to occur at this very moment?
He truly did not believe that such a coincidence could exist in this world.
What's more... the magnitude of this ground shaking did not resemble the common knowledge of earthquakes he understood from his past life at all.
Stay calm, think back carefully, what key clue have you overlooked?
Feng Zi forced his mind to race, pondering the current situation and the variables that might emerge.
The tremors beneath his feet grew more intense, as if some powerful existence were about to burst out from the ground.
His gaze turned toward the distance, seeing those four battered Martial Artists of the Transformation Realm, as well as the four equally severely wounded Spirit Monsters confronting them.
In an instant, all the clues in Feng Zi's mind connected—
"The four in the Transformation Realm over there, retreat quickly!"
He could not care about much else, roaring with a voice loud enough to drown out the entire "battlefield," and while forcibly resisting the tremors beneath his feet, he prepared to save those four Martial Artists of the Transformation Realm:
Yes, no one knew where that Demon snake commanding the Beast Tide was at this very moment!
Even though there were grievances between them, and Feng Zi had used some small tricks, he must not easily lose his own side's combat power before truly dealing with that Demon snake!
At this moment, there was only one thought in his mind:
Save as many people as I can!
Seeing Feng Zi's actions, Lu Hanwen also reacted immediately, chasing after him and saying decisively:
"Everyone, follow me and Brother Feng Zi to rescue our side's precious combat power!"
Feng Zi's response had been very timely, but it was a pity that when the true enemy was in the shadows and their strength far surpassed one's own, any response was "too late":
Just as everyone set off, the earth was torn open.
A black snake, several tens of zhang long, drilled out from underground, tossing all the living beings located above its head into mid-air.
Under the pull of this immense force, neither the four Martial Artists of the Transformation Realm, the four Spirit Monsters, nor the other ordinary beasts could make an effective response.
Everything happened too fast; those four of the Transformation Realm had not yet reacted to what Feng Zi said before they were already blankly flying into the air.
Before they could make any response, the giant black snake opened its mouth wide—
A black shadow flashed, and the living beings in mid-air were swallowed up by the Demon snake!
This not only pushed the Demon snake's strength a step further, but also caused a significant loss of combat power for Feng Zi's side.
"Damn it!" Seeing this scene, Li Shou, who usually did not like to speak, could not help but curse angrily.
At this moment, Feng Zi could no longer care about the fact that Lu Hanwen was the "one in charge," and said hurriedly:
"Do not stop your steps; take advantage of it being unsteady to catch it off guard.
"Even if we cannot save our own combat power, we can still inflict a certain degree of damage!"
Having said that, he exerted his "Ten Thousand Mile Travel" movement technique to the fullest, closing in beneath the giant snake, his fists glowing with a metallic luster—
Ever since devouring the Qi and Blood Origin of the tiger spirit, along with the consolidation and improvement of his strength, Feng Zi had gradually mastered its innate divine ability.
But until today, no enemy had ever forced him to use this trump card.
Hearing this, everyone deeply agreed and followed closely behind him, each unleashing their own trump card killing moves.
Lu Zhiruo knew well that she only had the strength of a Martial Master and staying here would only add to the chaos, so she quickly retreated to a distance and ordered loudly:
"All Martial Artists and Martial Masters, immediately stay away from the Demon snake to avoid being dragged into it and losing your lives in vain!"
The Martial Artists present heard this and scattered in all directions at the fastest speed while maintaining their established formations, fearing they would be caught in the aftermath of the "gods fighting."
As for the three Martial Artists of the Transformation Realm and three Foundation Establishment cultivators besieging the Demon snake, they could no longer care about much else:
Fists, palms, whip kicks, Blade Techniques, spear arts, and illusory giant cyan axes all smashed toward the giant black snake.
The Demon snake felt the pain, its pupils shrinking almost into a line.
In a fit of rage, it whipped its tail violently, sweeping away all six people, including Feng Zi.
Only Qing Lin, not only not being knocked away, instead grabbed the giant snake's tail, preventing it from moving further!
Caught off guard, Feng Zi could only barely protect his face and upper body with his arms, his entire body sent flying by the immense force.
His back crashed through several giant trees in succession before he barely managed to adjust his posture and stabilize himself in a relatively secure stance.
The huge gap that was like a chasm between major realms was revealed clearly at this moment:
The Demon snake, merely through a subconscious response in its haste, had easily knocked away every combatant of the Transformation Realm present.
At this moment, except for Qing Lin, whose specific strength remained unknown, everyone's condition was not very good.
And the only person who could still maintain a standing posture was Feng Zi himself.
"Sure enough, challenging a Demon beast with the strength of a Grandmaster Peak across realms is as difficult as ascending to heaven..." Feng Zi wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and muttered.
Every time he broke through a major realm, it would solidify that concept in Feng Zi's heart:
The gap between each major realm is so vast that it is enough to make any existence despair.
The "challenging across realms" mentioned in novels almost never happens in this world.
Take Jiang Huajing, who had already been swallowed by the Demon snake, as an example—even though in Feng Zi's view, his strength was not considered strong, he was still of the Transformation Realm that Martial Masters could only look up to!
Of course, sighing could not solve the problem; Feng Zi felt the injuries in his body while pondering the advantages he possessed:
"Just one strike was enough to cause me such heavy injuries; a frontal assault is likely not going to work..."
As he spoke, he suddenly fell silent:
Wait, no! The injuries in his body were not as severe as he had imagined!
Feeling this, a trace of eagerness rose in Feng Zi's heart.
He looked at Qing Lin, who was still maneuvering with ease against the Demon snake and running toward him, and a thought gradually firmed in his heart:
Perhaps, even without relying on Qinglin for assistance, by relying solely on his own strength, he might be able to fight for a sliver of a chance at victory through a method of trading wounds for wounds!
Even though Qinglin was not at a disadvantage in the slightest when facing the Snake Demon, in Feng Zi's heart, he was still doing his utmost to resolve the crisis before him through his own strength.
Because he understood that even though Qinglin trusted him without reservation, the two of them would eventually have to part ways, and what was most reliable was still his own strength.
Seeing Feng Zi rushing toward him, Qinglin nimbly dodged another round of the Snake Demon's offensive and said excitedly:
"That's great, you really are alright!"
End of Chapter
