The Hehuan Sect cultivates alchemy; my senior sister helps me refine alchemy throughout the world.

Shen Yifei pushed open the dormitory door and stepped out.

The wind felt different today; it was so comfortable. My mid-stage Tribulation Transcending cultivation was surging within me, and I just wanted to find an outlet for it.

Hongxiu followed behind him. After last night's ordeal, she showed signs of breaking through to the mid-stage.

"Young Master, you look different today," Hongxiu said softly.

"Of course, you fed me so much last night." Shen Yifei leered and looked at Hongxiu's chest again.

The demon woman's boldness broadened his horizons.

"Sister Hongxiu, after we deal with that brat Zhan Lie, we'll refine his essence blood again tonight so my cultivation can reach another level!"

After a night of refinement, Hongxiu had lost her initial shyness. "I will obey your orders, young master..."

The two walked toward the training ground, chatting and laughing.

The training ground was enormous, spanning a thousand feet in circumference, and the surrounding stands were densely packed with demon generals and officials.

The old Demon King also arrived at the training ground early and sat on the high platform, with several important demon officials sitting on either side.

The demon people, officers of all ranks, and noble children were packed together in a dense, dark mass, making it impossible to move.

People even climbed onto the city walls and rooftops, watching from afar.

Zhan Lie was already standing on the dueling platform, dressed in black armor with his hands behind his back.

Seeing Shen Yifei approaching from afar, Zhan Lie narrowed his eyes slightly, sizing him up. Then, he raised an eyebrow, somewhat surprised: "Kid, you... you've broken through?"

Shen Yifei slowly walked to the edge of the dueling platform. "The commander-in-chief has good eyesight. He had nothing to do last night, so he practiced his skills and accidentally broke through to the mid-stage of the Tribulation Transcending Realm."

Zhan Lie's lips twitched: "You were bored last night, so you practiced some martial arts? What kind of martial arts did you practice that allowed you to break through a level in just one night?"

Shen Yifei, with one hand behind his back, said, "What, you want to learn? I'll teach you!"

Zhan Lie roared in fury: "Even if you've broken through, you're only at the mid-stage of the Tribulation Transcending Realm! On the dueling platform, fists and feet have no eyes..."

Then, he turned and bowed to the old demon king, saying, "Your Majesty, please forgive me if I have made a mistake!"

The old demon king waved his hand, "It's alright, let's begin!"

Shen Yifei clasped his hands in a bold gesture, "Commander-in-Chief, please enlighten me!"

Without wasting words, Zhan Lie lowered his body and roared, his black and red demonic energy erupting like a volcano, making him look like he was covered in a layer of black and red magma armor.

He spread his arms wide, and his two fists, accompanied by a whistling sound as they tore through the air, slammed straight at Shen Yifei.

He didn't use any weapons, thinking that two fists would be enough to deal with a mid-stage Tribulation Transcending cultivator!

Shen Yifei neither dodged nor avoided, but raised his hand to meet the attack.

The two men's fists collided, producing a muffled thud that made the ground of the entire training ground tremble slightly.

The demon generals in the stands held their breath, staring wide-eyed at the two on the dueling platform.

A mid-stage Tribulation Transcending cultivator dares to directly confront a peak Tribulation Transcending cultivator!

After exchanging a punch, the two men each took a step back.

Zhan Lie frowned, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes: "Good lad, the power of a mid-stage Tribulation Transcending cultivator actually managed to withstand my punch?"

"Commander-in-Chief, if that's all the strength you have, it's not enough." Shen Yifei shook his numb wrist, grinned, and said, "Let's go again!"

Zhan Lie snorted coldly and stopped holding back.

He unleashed a barrage of punches, each one faster and heavier than the last, each punch carrying the power of an avalanche.

Shen Yifei dodged left and right, occasionally taking a punch head-on, but the more he fought, the more refreshed he felt. Having just broken through to the mid-stage of the Tribulation Transcending Realm, he needed such an exhilarating opponent to warm up.

The two fought back and forth for nearly a hundred rounds, dazzling the audience.

Zhan Lie grew increasingly alarmed as the fight progressed. He, a demon god at the peak of the Tribulation Transcending stage, had fought a hundred rounds but couldn't defeat a junior who had just reached the mid-stage of the Tribulation Transcending stage.

Moreover, this human's combat experience was extremely shrewd. Every time he changed his moves, his opponent could react half a beat in advance, just like a slippery eel that was impossible to catch.

"General Zhan Lie, your fist technique is indeed remarkable." Shen Yifei commented while dodging, "Every punch is powerful and deadly, and your skill is quite seasoned. However... if you only know these few styles of fist and footwork at your level, then I would be quite disappointed."

Zhan Lie was enraged by his words. He suddenly withdrew his fist and stepped back, standing firmly on his feet. He drew a large circle in front of him with his arms, and the black demonic energy around him suddenly condensed between his hands, forming a black and red ball of light the size of a head.

"Shen Yifei, take this... Demon Collapse!" Zhan Lie roared, and the black ball of light, carrying a world-destroying pressure, hurtled straight toward Shen Yifei.

"My goodness! General Zhan Lie has even used the Demonic Collapse Technique!"

"This is his signature move; back in the day, it shattered countless enemies on the battlefield!"

"I'm afraid Shen Yifei can't handle this..."

Shen Yifei's pupils contracted slightly as he watched the ball of light rush towards him.

Good heavens, this guy is really going to blast himself to smithereens.

A full-force attack from a peak-stage Tribulation Transcending cultivator—if it were him seven days ago, he probably wouldn't have been able to withstand this move.

But today… Shen Yifei’s lips curled up, and the small vortex in his dantian suddenly started spinning, almost twice as fast as yesterday.

Last night, Hongxiu's Xuanpin Qi reforged his entire bloodline, and he hadn't truly unleashed his mid-stage Tribulation Transcending cultivation yet. Now was the perfect time to test his skills against Zhan Lie's powerful attack.

Shen Yifei strode forward, his right hand outstretched, blocking in front of him.

Just as the ball of light was about to hit his face, a layer of golden light surged from his palm, condensing into a shield of light in front of him.

"boom……"

A deafening explosion shook the entire training ground three times.

Golden light and black demonic energy intertwined, creating a shockwave that sent dust billowing dozens of feet high, enveloping Shen Yifei.

Everyone in the stands stood up, craning their necks to look at the center of the arena.

As the smoke and dust cleared, Shen Yifei remained standing in the same spot, motionless.

The golden light shield in front of him was completely flawless, with a faint glow emanating from it, reflecting his smiling face.

Zhan Lie's pupils suddenly contracted.

Demonic Collapse! His full-force Demonic Collapse! It could blast a hundred-foot-tall piece of black iron rock into iron slag! But this kid actually... actually blocked it with just one hand?

"Commander-in-Chief, you call this move 'Demon Collapses the Heavens'? I feel it has a lot of power, but it's not enough to collapse the heavens. Did you give it too much of a name?" Shen Yifei withdrew his hand and said slowly, "How about... you try it again?"

"You little brat, you're asking for it!"

Zhan Lie roared and slammed his palms together. The black and red demonic energy around him suddenly compressed and condensed between his palms, transforming into a red demonic spear.

"Shen Yifei, if you're a man, take this shot from me head-on!" Zhan Lie roared.

Shen Yifei's lips curled into a slight smile. "Oh, so you use a gun too!"