Chapter 208: The Battle at the Peak

Xiu Luo’s figure plummeted heavily from the sky, crashing onto the ground with a thunderous noise that sent clouds of dust into the air.
The onlookers looked at Ye Feng in surprise—they never expected this young man to be so formidable. Xiu Luo was a true powerhouse renowned for thousands of years. He had been expelled from the Tianjian Sect not because of his lack of talent, but because he had abandoned his own soul in pursuit of greater strength.
That old rumor still left a deep impression on others in the cultivation world.
That year, a demonic weapon was unearthed, causing many deaths and injuries. After much effort, the Tianjian Sect finally obtained it and planned to take it back to seal it there.
Xiu Luo was one of those sent to handle the matter. But along the way, driven by greed for the demonic weapon, he attacked the person guarding it—his own mentor who had raised him—and fled after stealing it.
Subsequently, the Tianjian Sect completely expelled him and issued a warrant for his arrest. Unfortunately, no one had succeeded in capturing him over the years.
If it weren’t for his blood-red demonic sword and scarlet eyes, it would be hard to recognize him as Xiu Luo.
As the dust settled, there was still no movement in the crater dozens of meters in diameter left on the ground.
Ye Feng didn’t think the opponent could be defeated so easily. Though his previous move might have injured him, with his strength, he certainly wouldn’t be defeated by it.
Just as the crowd curiously stared at the crater, the ground beneath their feet began to shake. The earthquake-like sensation made everyone lift themselves off the ground to avoid being affected.
Ye Feng could sense a powerful spiritual energy gathering within the crater. It was this spiritual energy that caused such vibrations—the destructive force that came with its intensity.
Ye Feng frowned slightly. Even without a detector, he could clearly sense the accumulation and rise of spiritual energy within the opponent’s body. The intensity of that spiritual energy flow even affected the air circulation around them, with gales howling across the entire city.
The climate change also caught the attention of many other powerful beings on Planet Agri. They sent their mental energies to investigate, trying to figure out what was happening at the source of this violent spiritual energy.
Xiu Luo stepped out of the crater one by one. Covered in dust, what caught more attention was the changes taking place in his body.

The once white-haired old man’s stature swelled several times over, reaching over two meters in height, while his white hair turned completely crimson, as if soaked in blood. An inhuman growl emanated from his throat as his eyes fixed intently on Ye Feng, like a beast staring at its prey.

The blood-red long sword now appeared strange as well; its original crimson color seemed to flow across its surface like blood. It now gave the impression of being a living entity.

The transformation of the Asura made Ye Feng even more vigilant. The Asura’s strength was already comparable to his own, and without relying on his clones, it would have been difficult for him to suppress it. Now that the Asura’s strength had increased exponentially, it caused Ye Feng considerable concern.

After crawling out of the deep pit, the Asura stared at Ye Feng for a long time before suddenly taking a step forward. Before Ye Feng could react, the Asura was already behind him. With a seemingly casual swing from right to left, a slight roar filled the air—the sound of air being sliced apart.

Ye Feng’s virtual image was cut in half at the waist. The Asura seemed to have anticipated this, lowering the tip of his sword to precisely block Ye Feng’s fist. With his other hand, he grabbed Ye Feng’s right wrist and grinned ferociously. The tip of his sword pushed aside Ye Feng’s left fist and slashed toward his right arm. His intention was clear: to cripple one of Ye Feng’s arms.

Ye Feng hadn’t expected the opponent to grab his wrist to confirm that he was attacking the real him, preventing him from escaping.

With a deep roar, Ye Feng threw a punch he hadn’t fully mastered yet, aiming straight at the Asura’s dantian. The impact caused ripples in the air in front of them, as if the air were water.

Seeing this, the Asura immediately released his grip and used his long sword to protect his dantian, while his other hand grasped the sword tip. When the two clashed, the Asura was flung away again, and Ye Feng also retreated more than ten feet.

With a loud crash, the Asura was sent back underground.

Ye Feng realized he still hadn’t fully mastered this move. Though powerful, it could only be used three or five times a day. After that, it would no longer have such an effect, and his body would also bear immense strain.

“If this continues, I won’t have any chance of winning at all!” Ye Feng narrowed his eyes slightly. He knew that his attacks no longer carried the necessary lethality against Asura. With his current strength, it wasn’t hard for him to kill someone at the peak of the Tribulation stage, but against an opponent on par with the Mahayana stage, his attack power was far from sufficient.

Taking a deep breath, Ye Feng spent ten million in the Virtual Realm to purchase a pill. When the golden pill appeared in his hands, someone in the crowd exclaimed, “That’s a Spirit Gathering Pill!”

As the name suggests, a Spirit Gathering Pill is a pill that gathers spiritual energy. After taking it, a cultivator’s cultivation level will temporarily rise by one rank. The pill in Ye Feng’s hand was a fifth-grade Spirit Gathering Pill. After taking it, his current strength at the late Divided Body stage would immediately surge to the late Combined Body stage, with the effects lasting around an hour. Ye Feng believed it would significantly boost his strength.

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In a clean room, an old man with white hair smiled slightly. “Oh, a Spirit Gathering Pill. It seems this kid really isn’t ordinary… Who do you two think will win?”

Two men in black robes shook their heads. “It’s hard to say. We originally favored Asura, but now it seems the kid has the upper hand. Still, Asura, being a renowned strongman for years, will find it difficult to defeat him. Who knows what the outcome will be…”

A woman, sitting on some refining materials, nodded with a smile. “It seems he knows his limits well, realizing that his attacks aren’t effective. Thankfully, he has the Spirit Gathering Pill; otherwise, he might have been killed on the spot!”

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“I must end this battle within an hour!” Ye Feng stared coldly at Asura, who had climbed out of the deep pit again. Suddenly, he disappeared from everyone’s sight.

In shock, the crowd saw two Ye Fengs appear beside Asura. They rubbed their eyes in disbelief before realizing what had happened after confirming they weren’t mistaken.

“He actually knows how to create clones?!” someone in the crowd exclaimed.

Asura seemed unfazed at all. He swung his sword at one of them, while the other took the opportunity to strike at his dantian.

After confirming the phantom, Asura moved his feet slightly and rushed backward, then swung his sword at the other person. As soon as the sword was thrown, intense pain shot through his lower back, forcing him to spit out a mouthful of blood. He realized that both of them were actually duplicates, and he had fallen for the trick again. The real Ye Feng had already broken several ribs at his back with his fist.

Ye Feng tried to continue attacking, but was forced back by a sword thrust from the side. He turned around, smiled coldly at Ye Feng, grabbed the hilt of his long sword with his right hand, and ripped a deep cut in his left arm’s artery. Bright red blood gushed out violently, dripping onto the blade of the sword. Seeing this, Ye Feng wanted to step forward to stop him, but was blocked by an invisible wall, preventing him from approaching Asura. He could only watch helplessly as the sword became completely soaked in blood, and a black smoke-like substance slowly emerged from it, enveloping Asura entirely.

Everyone present was stunned by what they saw. “Damn it, he’s been possessed!” Ye Feng frowned, silently calling for Xiao Yu and Bernard, thinking that together they might be strong enough to defeat the enemy. If he fought alone, he was likely to be killed.

After covering Asura’s entire body, the black smoke slowly seeped into his body. Meanwhile, the originally white clouds in the sky began to change shape and color, forming a dark skull-like face that floated above everyone’s heads!

Just then, a clear bird call rang out, and a golden bird the size of dozens of meters streaked across the sky like a golden flash. Something fell from the bird and turned into a giant beast nearly five meters tall upon landing. The beast had a somewhat strange appearance, resembling a bear, but its black-and-white fur looked rather comical. Yet its furious roars left no doubt about its strength.

The golden bird circling in the sky also let out clear cries, and both of their gazes were fixed on the monstrous creature. Ye Feng shouted at the two beasts, “Don’t hold back! Kill him!!!”

Only then did everyone realize that the two beasts were summoned by Ye Feng.

Bernard let out a furious roar and slammed his palm onto the ground. The once flat surface instantly turned into a jungle filled with sharp stone pillars. With another slap, all the pillars shot out like arrows used in sieges, numbering in the tens of thousands. Everyone stared in shock at the scene before them, knowing that if those pillars were aimed at them, they would be turned into swarms of bees in an instant.

Above Xiao Yu’s head, a scorching aura appeared—it was the Fire Phoenix, flapping its wings continuously. Its overwhelming presence even shocked Ye Feng. The white clouds in the sky turned a fiery red due to the Fire Phoenix’s existence.

Xiao Yu let out another shrill cry, and the Fire Phoenix, with wings spanning hundreds of meters, responded with a cry of its own before charging toward the Asura.

After several bursts of howling wind, violent explosions followed. The scorching flames even lifted those with weaker strength into the air.

Ye Feng stared coldly at the place filled with thick smoke.

Yet Bernard still seemed uneasy. He slammed his palms onto the ground again, and a giant mountain several thousand meters high instantly formed. The mountain suddenly flipped over, its sharp peaks piercing down onto the charred human figure. The entire mountain acted like an inverted pyramid, pressing down on the Asura’s body.

Only then did Bernard breathe a sigh of relief.