Infinite Fighting

"Your Majesty, the bandits have broken in! Please leave this dangerous place temporarily!"

Inside the palace, Cheng De, who was refining pills, had heard people advising him to leave for the ninth time, but he ignored them and focused solely on the pills in his furnace.

A eunuch stepped forward, trying to forcibly take him away, but he easily pushed him away with a flick of his wrist.

"It's almost done, almost done!"

Suddenly, as the energy inside the furnace dissipated, a unique fragrance wafted over.

"I did it! I did it? I did it!!"

Cheng De pushed open the lid of the alchemy furnace, and inside, a crystal-clear large pill was placed in the center.

This pill, after hundreds of reheatings and repeated high-pressure refinings to extract its essence, has finally been completed.

He has 49 alchemy furnaces here, and he has been working day and night for three years. Only this one furnace was successfully completed today.

Cheng De took out the pill, which was about the size of a pigeon egg, and examined it carefully with a look of delight.

What he didn't notice was that the surroundings had become quiet at some point.

It's a bit too quiet.

Cheng De caught a glimpse of some figures out of the corner of his eye, and spotted Zhang Ji at the head.

"what do you think?"

Cheng De actually asked this question.

I don't know if he was asking about his alchemy skills or whether his choice was the right one.

"It's alright," Zhang Ji replied.

For someone in Cheng De's position, producing such a pill is indeed quite commendable.

Moreover, Cheng De's internal energy was so surging that it almost reached the seventh level of C-grade. If Zhang Ji hadn't been there, no matter how chaotic things were outside, it would only be temporary.

Once he completes the elixir and emerges from seclusion, the world will naturally return to peace.

As for whether the choice was right or wrong?
There's no right or wrong answer; different perspectives yield different results.

Cheng De just left in a bit of a hurry.

But he is a cultivator who has just embarked on the path of cultivation and whose lifespan is limited, so it is normal for him to be eager for an answer.

Looking at Zhang Ji, Cheng De swallowed the pill in his hand.

This is a pill refined from a vast collection of resources to enhance internal energy.

Almost as soon as it entered his stomach, he felt his already surging internal energy become even more powerful, and it continued to increase over time.

Zhang Ji waited quietly for him to adjust, giving him ample time to prepare.

Finally, Cheng De was ready.

His gentle and restrained inner energy was attached to his body, revealing a layer of bright white light.

The ability to project internal energy outwards is something many top-tier masters can do.

However, even top masters cannot make their internal energy exhibit such obvious outward manifestations, or even display its radiance.

Cheng De himself seemed surprised. He smiled and said, "The realm above Wolf Breath is called Tiger Breath. It requires constant tempering of the body to achieve. I've been in the Tiger Breath realm for over ten years, and my progress has become increasingly slow. I had no choice but to take a desperate gamble and seek a breakthrough. Fortunately, I found some possibilities. With these pill furnaces, I can further compress and enhance the effects of the original Inner Breath Pills. In this way, I've refined three-stage, five-stage, and ten-stage Inner Breath Pills. However, I still think it's too slow. My prime years are only one or two decades. I need an unprecedented hundred-stage Inner Breath Pill."

"So the pill you swallowed was the Hundred-Turn Inner Breath Pill?" Zhang Ji asked.

"Yes, it really wasn't easy for me to get this pill," Cheng De said.

Perhaps he had been holding it in for too long, and he could no longer suppress his urge to confide.

Even when facing Zhang Ji and his rebel army, he continued to speak eloquently.

Of course, it's also possible that he felt he had absolute control over the situation.

"Are you finished?" Zhang Ji asked.

Upon hearing this, Cheng De was taken aback, staring at Zhang Ji's completely unchanged expression, and felt as if he had said something in vain.

Why wasn't he surprised or shocked?
Isn't this extraordinary power worthy of his respect?
"My current level of power can be called Dragon's Breath! Feel this power!"

As soon as Cheng De finished speaking, he launched an attack on Zhang Ji.

The sturdy and beautiful floor tiles beneath his feet shattered, revealing a collapsed pit, and his figure attacked Zhang Ji at an extremely fast speed.

No weapons were used, nor were weapons needed.

Cheng De had not found a satisfactory weapon for a long time.

In comparison, his physical body is the most powerful weapon.

"Bang~!"

"Boom~!"

The internal energy struck Zhang Ji, blocking Cheng De's fist with a single palm. The resulting shockwave blew people within ten meters of the two away, causing the alchemy furnaces in the palace to shake violently, and the surrounding curtains to flutter and slap against the walls.

"Crack crack crack crack crack~! Pfft~!"

The floor tiles around them shattered and suddenly exploded.

Cao Wei, Wang Yuanhua, and the others quickly took cover and awkwardly hid outside the hall.

I never imagined that the emperor, who lived in the palace, was such a master.

They began to worry about whether Zhang Ji could actually win.

In the main hall.

"You too?" Cheng De asked in surprise.

He never imagined that there would be another being in the world with such a level of attainment besides himself.

“I’m not.” Zhang Ji shook his head slightly.

He also followed the path of internal energy cultivation, but his approach was different from Cheng De's.

Cheng De continuously improves his physical strength and the quality of his internal energy. Although Zhang Ji also makes improvements in this area, he focuses more on expanding functionality rather than simply improving quality.

"interesting."

Cheng De uttered those two words and immediately used his technique to attack Zhang Ji.

The punches and kicks were incredibly fast, approaching the speed of sound, and incredibly powerful. They were accompanied by highly compressed internal energy, making them extremely destructive.

With the rapid attack, craters were created inside the hall.

"Boom~!"

The load-bearing pillar snapped instantly when Cheng De swept it with his foot.

"Dang~!"

He punched the alchemy furnace, slightly deforming it, and sent it flying several meters away, crashing into another alchemy furnace and producing a series of impact sounds.

Outside the main hall, Cao Wei and his companions could only hear the rumbling sounds coming from inside, along with the constant flying of various brick and stone fragments.

Even so, they could still imagine what an earth-shattering battle must have taken place inside.

"I'll go take a look."

Wang Yuanhua, thinking that fortune favors the bold, decided to help Zhang Ji. But as soon as he poked his head out, a piece of gravel flew out, grazing his scalp and shaving off his hair, leaving a deep, bone-revealing wound.

In an instant, Wang Yuanhua was lying on the ground again.

"Just lie there and relax," Cao Wei said, handing Wang Yuanhua some medicine.

Wang Yuanhua thanked him and then stopped.

The battle inside the main hall continues.

Cheng De's movements slowed down.

Do it all at once, second time tired, third time exhausted.

He couldn't maintain such a high-intensity burst of energy indefinitely.

From beginning to end, Zhang Ji merely parried casually, never launching a single attack.

Cheng De realized something.

He felt ridiculous.

He gave up a lot for this day.

He cast aside all desires and focused solely on alchemy, ignoring all the storms and disturbances in the outside world.

He believed that after he achieved immortality, he could become an ancestor and transcend the mortal realm.

But now he discovers that he is not the only one.

The other person was even ahead of him.

Cheng De stopped.

He took two deep breaths and didn't make another move.

At this point, he knew he had no chance to beg for mercy.

It's better to preserve some dignity.

However, he was very curious about what level the person opposite him had reached.

"Where have you gotten to?" Cheng De asked.

“If you are one step, then I am more than 20,000 steps,” Zhang Ji said.

He categorized them purely by weight class, but specifically, according to fighting ranks, they should be classified as S-class.

Cheng De was stunned; he had thought Zhang Ji would take five or ten steps.

But more than 20,000 steps?
"Ha ha ha ha."

People can actually laugh when they're speechless.

He didn't know whether he should believe it or not, but it really seemed absurd.

"Can I take a look?" Cheng De asked, laughing until tears streamed down his face.

"It's not—a problem."

Outside the main hall, Cao Wei and Wang Yuanhua, who were lying on the ground, noticed that the commotion inside had suddenly stopped.

After waiting for a while, they heard Cheng De's loud voice.

"The dog emperor won?" Wang Yuanhua murmured.

"Impossible! Mr. Zhang's skill is extraordinary, he is a celestial being descended to earth, how could he lose?" Cao Wei retorted subconsciously.

That being said, he was actually a little worried.

"Who will go and take a look?" Wang Yuanhua asked his subordinates behind him.

“I am willing to go,” one of them nodded.

After speaking, the man immediately got up to investigate the situation.

They had only taken a couple of steps when a shimmering white light barrier began to spread outwards. This barrier expanded calmly, and anything that touched it was shattered.

Seeing this, the man was dumbfounded and ran away.

"Sir, run!!"

Cao Wei and Wang Yuanhua also realized that something was wrong and they both evacuated.

They ran very fast, and in no time they were more than a kilometer away.

At this moment, the expansion of the light screen also stopped.

Centered on that main hall, everything within a kilometer radius of the ground was annihilated and destroyed by the immense internal energy, turning into ashes.

20,000 steps

Cheng Dehuan looked around and uttered two dry words.

At one point, his breathing stopped.

Zhang Ji withdrew his hand from behind him.

He still held some respect for these seekers of the Way.

So when Cheng De wanted to see it, he granted his wish.

Let Cheng De die with some dignity.

Cheng De's body stood in place, a faint smile on his face as he lay there.

Those who can see the road ahead are fortunate.

Many people work hard their whole lives for just an uncertain possibility.

Until they died, they didn't even know if the road was passable.

That would be the most tragic thing.

With a slight opening of his mouth, Zhang Ji's inner energy vibrated the air, condensing his voice into a beam and transmitting it to Cao Wei and the others.

Before long, Cao Wei and his group continued their journey, glancing left and right from time to time.

At this moment, they probably understood how that crater was formed.

When they got close to Zhang Ji and saw Cheng De standing dead, they all gasped for breath.

No one found Cheng De funny. They believed that Cheng De must be a very powerful being to have pushed Zhang Ji to this extent.

“Give him a proper burial,” Zhang Ji said.

"Understood," Wang Yuanhua replied.

Zhang Ji nodded and looked at Cao Wei, saying, "From now on, you are the new emperor."

As always, it was a straightforward and unquestionable statement.

This was not a question, but a command, an order that brooked no refusal: "Dad, you are a man."

Overwhelmed with joy, Cao Wei stood there dumbfounded, not even having time to say thank you. He remained stunned for a full two seconds before he knelt down tremblingly and said, "Cao Wei...thank you...sir." (End of Chapter)