Chapter 464: Hundred Consecutive Wins!

As a piercing light like the sun appeared, a figure was swiftly thrown out.
Immediately afterward, the protective barrier on the arena collapsed like fragile glass, with a crisp cracking sound. This barrier had been set up by three late-stageancestral god-level warriors and had never been damaged in hundreds of millions of years.
At the same time, the white light generated by the impact burst forth from within the barrier. The onlookers watched in horror as this happened, but there was no way to escape.
The threeancestral god-level warriors who had been watching from the platform hurriedly deployed restrictions in an attempt to block that powerful energy, only to find them completely ineffective. Those restrictions turned to fragments and scattered in the air the moment they touched the white light.
One after another, restrictions were set up, only to shatter again. Thankfully, the speed at which the white light spread slowed down slightly.
“What’s going on? Why are our restrictions so fragile? Even a full-powered strike from a late-stageancestral god shouldn’t be this terrifying!” The man in green, who had been watching from the platform, spoke through gritted teeth—not out of anger, but from exertion.
“This is the power of elemental rules… With the rules involved, the energy undergoes a qualitative change…” The relaxed expression on the young man in white finally vanished.
“If this continues, half of Kanah City might be destroyed, and countless people could die…” The middle-aged man in purple was filled with anxiety, but his movements remained swift.
“Damn it, we’ve caused trouble…” The moment the protective barrier was broken, Ye Feng was shocked. “I didn’t expect such an effect after only adding eighteen secret patterns. That Thunder God guy is probably already dead. If this energy wave doesn’t dissipate, who knows how many more will die… What should I do?”
In just an instant, countless solutions flashed through Ye Feng’s mind, but he dismissed them all one by one.
Watching the energy waves spread further, he grew increasingly anxious.
“Master, throw the energy into that broken realm,” Ye Feng recognized—it was Xiao Lan’s voice. Only Xiao Lan had accompanied him to that broken realm before.
“But my energy can’t open that broken realm,” Ye Feng shook his head helplessly.
“I can help you. Don’t forget, I’m at the Saint level. I’ll lend you my mental energy. Although its strength is probably only enough to open a crack, it should be sufficient to draw this thing in.” As soon as Xiao Lan spoke, Ye Feng felt his mental energy suddenly double.

He quickly extended his mental energy to the boundary within his body and urged it with all his might. In less than a second, he sensed a qualitative change in his mental energy, and the damaged boundary began to tremble. He knew that by leveraging Xiao Lan’s mental energy, he had reached the Saint level, and opening that damaged boundary was only a matter of time. “Open up!” Ye Feng roared fiercely, and a black crack finally appeared on the trembling boundary, resembling an irregularly shaped torn mouth. The moment the crack appeared, the white energy was sucked in as if devoured, disappearing in the blink of an eye. Almost simultaneously, the crack vanished as well. Only the three gods at the Ancestor level could faintly see the fleeting black crack behind Ye Feng. “What is that?” The three were filled with terror, clearly aware that something capable of devouring even such structured energy would have no trouble swallowing them as well. “Where did that powerful energy go?” The onlookers wondered. “Hey, it’s Blade Edge who’s left on the platform!” A voice suddenly came from the crowd, reminding everyone of the purpose of this competition. “Even the Thunder God isn’t his match—he’s simply too strong…” The crowd discussed eagerly. “And it seems he wasn’t even injured…” Someone else noticed this. “Wait, the Thunder God isn’t dead, is he?” Ye Feng paused for a moment before immediately rushing in the direction where the Thunder God had been flung. “What’s he doing? We haven’t announced a hundred consecutive victories yet—why is he leaving?” The middle-aged man in purple frowned. “He must be going after the Thunder God.” The young man in white glanced in Ye Feng’s direction. “If it were an ordinary Emperor God-level warrior, he would have been shattered into pieces already.” The man in green also looked into the distance. “Even the Thunder God would likely perish if hit by that move…” “If his divine essence had been struck head-on just now, he would definitely not have survived. It all depends on his luck…” The young man in white sighed softly, clearly not wanting the Thunder God to die. Ye Feng pursued the faint trace he had detected during the battle, knowing the Thunder God was still alive. After some time, he finally found the Thunder God among a pile of broken wood; the latter was barely breathing.

“Fortunately, he managed to return his soul to his divine essence in time. I didn’t hit the divine essence either; it’s just that his body was severely damaged by my power of rules.” Ye Feng shook his head helplessly, quickly forming several seals in his hands to disperse all the power of rules from Thunder God’s body, before picking him up and flying back to the arena where they were earlier.
“Who has a place to heal him?” Although everyone heard Ye Feng’s words, his gaze was clearly fixed on the three supreme gods-level warriors.
“Come to my residence later! He’s no longer in life-threatening danger, and his divine essence isn’t damaged. He’ll recover after a few days of rest,” said the middle-aged man in purple, nodding at Ye Feng. “As for the result of this competition, with so many witnesses here, it’s clear—Dao Feng won! So I now declare Dao Feng as the 133rd consecutive-win warrior in our divine realm! In three days, we’ll hold a celebration banquet for his consecutive wins and distribute relevant rewards. Everyone is welcome to attend.”
As soon as he finished speaking, the crowd erupted into excitement.
It was a grand event that rarely occurred once every tens of thousands of years, and now they got to experience it—naturally, everyone was eager to participate, with cheers filling the air.
While Ye Feng had already achieved 100 consecutive wins, the matches between Long Tian, Bernard, and Xiao Yu—one human and two beasts—were still ongoing.
Xiao Liu and the others had already lost. Yi Fan had won the most matches, 89 in total, but unfortunately, he encountered a warrior one realm stronger than himself and was forced to lose.
Long Tian, Xiao Yu, and Bernard were all already late-stage supreme god-level warriors, so challenging opponents one realm higher wasn’t difficult for them.
All three had reached the 99th match. Generally, after 90 matches, warriors from a higher realm would step in to challenge. By the 99th match, even those two realms above the champion could challenge. At this moment, all three were facing challenges from emperor god-level warriors.
Regarding these emperor god-level challenges, Ye Feng didn’t think Brother Long would lose. Although Brother Long was only at the supreme god level, once he used his secret patterns, no one below the supreme god level could match him. Still, he sent three of his clones to watch the matches beside the three warriors.
Although Xiao Yu and Bernard were exceptionally talented and could handle challenges from a higher realm, given the current situation in the divine realm where magical beasts were rampant, it was absolutely forbidden for them to transform into their true forms to fight. This reduced the power of their innate abilities by half, making it unlikely they could defeat emperor god-level warriors. However, with their shared memories, they had diverse combat strategies, and the outcome remained uncertain.

“It seems these three are all with Dao Feng…” Many others also noticed this.
“The two youths use extremely strange techniques; it’s impossible to tell their origins. As for the one who appears slightly older than Dao Feng, he might share the same lineage as him.” The middle-aged ancestor in purple also noticed these three.
“None of them are ordinary—they can leap two ranks in a challenge without falling behind.” Though the young ancestor in white said this, his gaze was fixed on the arena where Long Tian was.
Long Tian wasn’t as showy as Ye Feng. Instead of using secret runes, he employed arrays. Defensive arrays surrounded him layer after layer, with various confusing traps filling the entire arena. The emperor-level powerhouse wandered around like a drunk, allowing Long Tian to attack freely.
“With this approach, he’ll probably achieve another hundred consecutive victories. Many of those arrays are beyond my understanding, yet he conjures them with a wave of his hand, as if they were his own creations…” The young man in white was speechless.
“Force might not necessarily be inferior to cunning. After all, the arrays he set up don’t rely on powerful energy sources—just mid-tier divine crystals. If calm, an emperor-level powerhouse can easily break through one array with a full-powered strike. Tear them all apart and see how many divine crystals he has.” The man in green spoke with disdain.
“What if he uses top-tier divine crystals to create trapping arrays to buy time, then uses several high-tier divine artifacts as focal points to set up combined illusion and killing arrays?” Ye Feng suddenly turned around and smiled.
“Well…” The man in green was momentarily at a loss. He knew very well that the tactic Ye Feng described was indeed effective. Trapping arrays powered by top-tier divine crystals would be difficult even for ancestor-level powerhouses to break free from in a short time. And that time would be enough for an array master to set up a combined array. Killing arrays with high-tier divine artifacts as focal points were absolutely formidable, not to mention when crafted by an array master. It wouldn’t be hard for an emperor-level powerhouse to be trapped inside for decades.
“His arrays share the same lineage as mine. I know exactly how strong he is—below the ancestor level, almost no one can match him. Of course, except for freaks like the Thunder God.” Ye Feng spoke as if to himself.
“Uh…” The three were again speechless, filled with deep disdain for Ye Feng.
“Brother Long is so strong now…” Yi Fan and the others stared intently at the arena, lost in thought.

After a long while, Long Tian’s opponent finally surrendered, and he faced his last opponent. Meanwhile, the match between Bernard and Xiao Yu also came to an end—they both encountered peak Deity-level warriors on their hundredth attempts and were thus eliminated from the competition.
“That’s so unfair! There are still peak Deity-level warriors challenging us, while we are only at the later stages of being Supreme Gods,” Bernard was clearly upset. “And we can’t even use our full strength…”
“Losing is losing—there’s nothing to complain about,” Xiao Yu replied with his usual cool expression. “Besides, some techniques are meant for killing, not for competition.”
The three Progenitor God-level warriors could tell that the two hadn’t given their best during their match. In fact, it was because they realized the gap in energy levels between them and surrendered after a few attempts. Hearing their words, they were deeply shocked in their hearts—“Who exactly is this person? Not only is their own strength astonishing, but the people around them are even more terrifying.”
The one challenging Long Tian on the arena was none other than the young man in black who had watched Ye Feng’s matches earlier and wanted to challenge him—a peak Deity-level warrior.
“This guy must be among the top contenders among peak Deity-level warriors, right?” Ye Feng immediately saw through his true strength.
“He’s Wu Yuan, ranked fifth on the peak Deity list,” said the young man in white, a Progenitor God. He said this deliberately without hiding it, so that everyone present could hear it, including Long Tian and Wu Yuan himself.
Wu Yuan remained expressionless, while Long Tian’s lips curled slightly upward.
The two stood with their hands behind their backs, ready for a fierce battle…