Chapter 756: Layered Divine Powers

Upon stepping through the gate, Ye Feng’s vision blurred, and he found himself in a world of ice and snow. Everything around him were icebergs and snowdrifts, with snowflakes swirling in the air. Ye Feng had no time to admire the scenery, for he knew this place hid deadly dangers.

At that moment, a voice came from nowhere, clear and audible. “Welcome to the trial space. Within this realm, a copy identical to your true self will appear—same level of cultivation and mastery of divine powers—ready to fight against you. The winner of the challenge will receive rewards and may choose whether to take on the next round. The loser will be attacked by the copy until the ten days are up. Death here means true demise…”

“A copy exactly like me?” Ye Feng narrowed his eyes slightly. “Let’s see how well you can replicate me…”

He sent out his soul power to search all directions, but found nothing. Just then, a sense of danger arose from his side, prompting Ye Feng to dodge quickly. Only then did he realize it was a finger strike, wielding a Level 168 fusion divine power based on spatial annihilation. If he didn’t use his martial arts divine powers, this was the strongest attack he could launch.

He knew clearly that the attacker was his own copy. No one else had ever used such a spiral finger strike but him.

As the attack flashed past, it didn’t stop—those strikes were merely probes. Soon, several more finger strikes arrived, the real killing blows. They blocked all of Ye Feng’s escape routes, forcing him to confront the attacks head-on.

Unfazed, Ye Feng countered with several of his own finger strikes.

At that moment, several sword beams pierced through the air—extremely fast, clearly delivered using the Fast Sword Technique. These beams carried a Level 177 divine power. Caught off guard, Ye Feng couldn’t react in time, and the sword beams quickly pierced through his body.

“Damn, they’re really ruthless…” After being hit, Ye Feng’s body plummeted.

This time, a red blade beam aimed straight for his throat. Ye Feng knew that if hit, he would surely perish.

Frowning tightly, he forced the Imperial Demon Vine to transform into several long swords, using the Fast Sword Technique to strike the side of the blade beam, finally causing it to disperse.

At that moment, a dark shadow suddenly rushed forward. Ye Feng knew it was his copy. It seemed he no longer intended to attack from a distance but rather wanted to engage in close combat. Since Ye Feng was injured, the copy had an advantage in close fighting.

As the dark shadow closed in on him, a supreme and precious long sword appeared in Ye Feng’s hand—one of the several such treasures he had planned to throw to the Void Realm as food.

However, upon seeing the long sword in the shadow’s hand, Ye Feng was stunned and couldn’t help but curse, “Damn it! Can it even copy things from a storage ring?!”

Indeed, the other party was holding a long sword identical to one in his own hand.

Ye Feng, who had originally planned to use the power of those supreme treasures to take down his opponent first, was now at a loss for words.

Before he could catch his breath, the guy charged at him with the long sword, slashing repeatedly at extreme angles, each strike delivered with full force. This was the Path of the Netherworld Sword—a terrifying sword technique characterized by frenzied attacks without any defense.

Ye Feng wasn’t far behind either. He matched the opponent’s attacks using the Path of the Netherworld Sword, holding his own without falling behind. The injuries he had suffered from the Path of the Swift Sword had long since disappeared, thanks to his Immortal Bloodline having evolved to the eighth level, granting him recovery abilities far beyond ordinary people’s.

Ye Feng also chose the Path of the Netherworld Sword, focusing solely on attack as he feared pain not at all—his wounds could be easily healed.

Half an incense burn passed, and the two continued to fight. Ye Feng didn’t know how many cuts he had sustained from the opponent’s attacks, but most of those wounds disappeared in the blink of an eye. The copy, being just like him, likely had similar numbers of wounds. But when Ye Feng looked at the opponent’s arm, he saw that even after a cut inflicted with an attack of level 177 in divine power fusion, the wound vanished within just a few breaths.

“What a troublesome guy—he even copied my bloodline.” Ye Feng realized now that this copy was truly authentic. For a moment, he thought of Immortal, who had also stepped through this gate. “Could Father encounter such a situation? How would he handle it?”

Ye Feng was speechless at this situation, as the task required him to kill his opponent. But the opponent also had an eighth-level Immortal Bloodline, making it impossible to kill them no matter what. In other words, he couldn’t complete his task and thus wouldn’t receive the corresponding reward.
“Who on earth came up with this challenge? Is it specifically designed for powerhouses like me and Dad?” Ye Feng was utterly baffled.
What worried Ye Feng the most was that now that he had reached the eighth level of the Bloodline, dying once would automatically increase his cultivation level, physical strength, and soul strength by eight times. He estimated that the replica of himself would experience a similar effect after dying. This made him feel disheartened—if killing the opponent once increased their strength by eight times, then in the next fight, it would undoubtedly be him who died.
Still, Ye Feng decided to give it a try to see if his assumptions were correct.
“It seems the only way to end this fight is to use that move…” Ye Feng suddenly retracted his ultimate treasure, the long sword, into his storage ring.
Two imperial-grade magic plants transformed into swords appeared in each of his hands. He raised both hands and crossed the swords together, saying, “Superimpose divine powers…”
This move was something he had learned from the Heavenly Dao Seal within his body. Previously, in the higher primary plane, those two fish monsters had been able to master this method using just a small fragment of an ancient stele. With a complete Heavenly Dao Seal, it didn’t take much effort for Ye Feng to find this method of superimposition. Moreover, learning it wasn’t as difficult as he had thought. All that was needed was for the integration levels of the two divine powers to be the same, and then they could be combined by vibrating at the same frequency when attacking.
Furthermore, this superimposition wasn’t limited to just two people—it could be done among three, four, or even five people, with their powers also combining.
Ye Feng had tested this move many times with his two swords. At first, he failed quite often. But gradually, by accumulating experience, he rarely made mistakes anymore.
He combined the two swords, unleashing the 177th-level divine power guided by the Dominant Sword Dao from each hand, and channeled it into the two identical swords at the same time.
A moment later, a massive and extremely dense sword aura shot out from where the swords crossed, aiming straight at Ye Feng’s replica.
That sword aura reached a divine power integration level of 354, crushing all of the opponent’s attacks before crashing down on the replica.

After the hit, Ye Feng continued to stare intently at the spot where the replica had disappeared. A moment later, the replica stepped out unharmed from among the ruins… Ye Feng’s expression immediately darkened…