Chapter 757: Ye Feng Falls Again

Watching his replica rise from a collapsed iceberg, Ye Feng frowned deeply. This meant the opponent had even replicated his Immortal Bloodline—meaning no matter how many times he killed the opponent, the opponent would revive, and each time, their strength would increase by eight times.
Ye Feng was certain that Immortal must be facing the same trouble, only he didn’t know how Immortal would deal with it.
He took a deep breath. Even though the opponent’s strength increased by eight times, the integration level of their divine techniques wouldn’t rise. Since he could fight even a level-10 warrior, he might still be able to defeat this guy again.
His hands closed around the long sword once more, combining the 177th-level divine techniques dominated by the Two Tyrant Sword Arts.
A massive sword aura formed once again and struck at the replica rushing toward him.
The opponent dodged several times, but Ye Feng forced them back with his Swift Sword Art.
“Boom…” The sword aura hit again, sending the figure crashing back into the iceberg.
“Huh?” Ye Feng immediately noticed something odd. The opponent had basically replicated everything about him, but seemed unable to use this technique combination. Otherwise, they wouldn’t fight back in the same way. Initially thinking he was doomed, Ye Feng felt relieved. At least the opponent couldn’t use combined divine techniques—a huge advantage that prevented them from surpassing him.
A moment later, another disturbance came from the distant iceberg. A black shadow flew out, this time several times faster than before.
“Hmph, trying to dodge with speed?” Ye Feng smirked slightly, unbothered by the opponent’s strength increasing by another eight times. This time, instead of the Two Tyrant Sword Arts, he used the Swift Sword Art.
Three instances of the Swift Sword Art were stacked, sending three sword beams out at speeds impossible to track by the naked eye, hitting the opponent again.
This time, the opponent’s body wasn’t sent flying but fell onto the ice surface.
After another moment, the body rose again, its aura growing even stronger.
“Third time, eightfold enhancement…” Ye Feng frowned slightly. “His cultivation level is now 512 times mine. He’s reached the level of a level-7 warrior, even far surpassing ordinary level-7 warriors… One more death would result in over 4,000 times enhancement, probably pushing him to the level of an level-8 warrior…”
512 times wasn’t just an increase in cultivation level—it also meant improvements in physical strength, speed, and power.

Ye Feng possessed ten universes within his body, and with the enhancement from his bloodline, his physical strength and speed were already on par with those of a level 7 warrior. If those abilities were increased by another 512 times, they would be comparable to the peak of a level 9 warrior.

Previously, he had been able to defeat those two level 10 warriors because they underestimated him and focused solely on attacking without defending or dodging, giving him the advantage. But now, his opponent would dodge every attack, even at 512 times his own speed. Even by using the Fast Sword Art to accelerate, it was difficult to catch up to them.

As expected, the opponent resorted to attacking from a distance and constantly changing positions, making it impossible for Ye Feng to lock onto them. Since the opponent was no weaker in divine powers and far stronger in energy, Ye Feng had to use double-layered divine powers each time to defend against their attacks. However, given his physical condition, he could only use such layered powers consecutively three times before his arms would go weak for a while. These layered powers placed a heavy strain on his body; if it weren’t for his Immortal Body’s remarkable recovery ability, his arms would have been ruined after just a few uses.

After blocking three waves of attacks, Ye Feng barely managed to dodge two more waves. The opponent seemed to sense his exhaustion and suddenly lunged forward, using the Dominant Sword Art combined with a level 177 fusion divine power to viciously pierce through Ye Feng’s chest. Ye Feng felt a chill in his chest and then saw two fingers point at his forehead—the opponent’s level 177 divine power, dominated by soul energy, shattered his mind sea.

Soon after, everything went dark before his eyes. When he woke up again, he found himself in another dark space.

“Elder?” Ye Feng sent a thought.

“It’s you again?” The voice sounded as if the entity had just woken up. “How did you die this time?”

“Uh…” Ye Feng didn’t know how to answer that question.

After a moment, the entity spoke again, “Interesting. Your way of layering divine powers is indeed intriguing. But your speed is too slow—it only works when the opponent can’t dodge. Moreover, you can only layer them twice at the moment. The resulting power is only equivalent to that of a level 350 divine power…”

From the tone, it seemed the entity wasn’t entirely satisfied with this outcome.

“Elder, will that guy appear here after he dies too?” Ye Feng couldn’t help but ask.

“Are you referring to that virtual shadow?” Existence laughed. “How could that be? It’s just a virtual shadow—a thing that doesn’t exist in reality. Even if it were to fall, it wouldn’t reach this space. Just like the nightmares in your mind, they don’t appear in this space after disappearing.”
“Then… what can I do to overcome the stronger?” Ye Feng continued to ask. “You surely don’t want to see me here again, right?”
“Putting it so nicely, but you just want to get some benefits from me, don’t you?” Existence easily saw through Ye Feng’s thoughts. In fact, in this space, his petty thoughts couldn’t escape Existence’s keen gaze.
“Hehe…” Ye Feng didn’t argue, waiting for Existence to give him something that would allow him to turn the tide.
“Young man, there are three types of time powers: controlling the speed of time, reversing time, and stopping time. Among them, stopping time is the simplest and also the foundation of all three.” Existence’s voice reached Ye Feng’s ears. “Many years ago, I gave Immortal a time seed. To this day, he has only mastered stopping time and can simply control the speed of time. Today, I’ll give you another one. After integrating this seed into your own universe, practice the power of stopping time here.”
“Thank you, senior…” As soon as Ye Feng finished speaking, he sensed something new inside him, but he couldn’t figure out what it was.
“Focus your mind and communicate with the time seed…” Existence’s voice rang out again, and Ye Feng immersed himself, experiencing the sensations brought by the seed.