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Behind Chu Feng, the thousand-foot-tall ferocious beast dharma image condensed once more, its gaping maw like a bottomless abyss.

A gray-white vortex reversing yin and yang rose from the ground, frantically splitting and tearing at the three iron chains of rules that were suppressing and killing.

The immense and vast divine power of the tribulation forcefully rushed into his body.

Chu Feng groaned in pain, his meridians almost bursting into a bloody mist on the spot!

But his feet seemed to be rooted to the spot, firmly planted in place, his spine straight as a peak, not yielding an inch!

Above the sky, forces clashed and stalemated, neither able to gain the upper hand.

Even a projection of a powerful being who had crossed realms to undergo tribulation was helpless against this prickly junior in a short period of time.

Despite blood foam continuously gushing from his mouth, Chu Feng continued to shout relentlessly.

"You old geezer, did you not eat enough this morning before you went out?!"

"What's the difference between this kind of force and a tickle? It wasn't even as good as the shoulder and leg massage my woman gave me last night!"

Hearing this, Yuexi on the city tower stomped her feet in shame and indignation, wishing she could find a crack in the ground to crawl into!

But seeing Chu Feng's gruesome appearance, covered in blood and fighting to the death, her heart tightened.

He gripped the longsword tightly in his hand, his eyes reddening, ready to burn his life essence to fight him to the death.

These words angered Di Cangming to the point that his Dharma form blurred and trembled.

"You sharp-tongued little beast, annihilate me in a million years!!!"

His divine power went completely berserk, and purple-gold divine lightning rolled and gathered in the sky, determined to shatter the arrogant figure below into ashes!

Chu Feng gritted his teeth, bracing himself against the exponentially increasing power of the tribulation.

The yin-yang creation millstone within his body spun rapidly, spewing out dazzling sparks of rules.

"Come on, old dog, let's see today whether your projection will be consumed by the backlash of the laws first, or whether I'll be burst by your overflowing power!"

Chu Feng laughed wildly, shaking the heavens, as his terrifying gray-white blade energy slashed horizontally against the endless sea of ​​lightning.

Sharp and unruly!

The spatial rifts in the sky resembled a dense spider web, spreading wildly in all directions.

The gray-white blade energy and the purple-gold lightning constantly intertwined and collided.

The will of heaven and earth of Haoyue Shenzhou transformed into invisible shackles, desperately repelling the terrifying external forces.

On the surface of Emperor Cangming's towering 3,000-foot-tall Dharma image, the originally dazzling chains of order began to dim one by one.

Maintaining such a powerful divine projection across realms consumes an enormous amount of one's essence.

Above the clouds, thousands of miles away.

The purple-gold warship where Di Kun was located was affected by the aftershocks of the collision between the two forces, and the ship shook violently.

The outer defensive formations shattered one after another, and several terrifying cracks appeared in the thick hull of the ship.

Chu Feng hung in mid-air, panting heavily, his white robe already stained a glaring dark red with blood.

Seventy to eighty percent of the meridians in his body were broken, and the light of his two primordial spirits, the crimson gold and the cyan black, also dimmed.

With 70% of its true essence consumed, the flames of the Undying Divine Furnace gradually weakened, and the Broken Mountain Blade Domain was on the verge of collapse.

Chu Feng knew in his heart that if he continued to stubbornly resist, his body would surely fall apart on the spot.

Di Cangming's eyes, as bright as the sun and moon, narrowed slightly, his gaze turning sinister, clearly showing his deep apprehension.

He could tell that Chu Feng had many trump cards up his sleeve.

This kid is as slippery as an eel; I won't be able to kill him before my projection dissipates.

If this junior is truly pushed to the limit and detonates that strange Yin-Yang millstone, the Holy City's protective array, along with my divine thought, will surely perish together.

The battle was stuck in mid-air, with neither side able to gain the upper hand, resulting in a complete stalemate.

Chu Feng suppressed his surging blood and qi, withdrew his overwhelming sword energy, and retreated a hundred feet.

He stood steadily above the holy city, his five fingers grasping out with one hand, and a powerful suction force surged forth.

Di Lie, who had been placed on the city wall, was once again captured by him like a dead dog.

The icy blade of the Immortal Executioner's Blade pressed mercilessly against Di Lie's crown.

"Old man, we've had enough of this fighting. It's time we sat down and talked business."

Chu Feng raised his eyebrows, his tone revealing a hint of roguishness.

"Your cross-dimensional projection time limit is almost up, isn't it? If you keep pushing yourself like this, your precious young master might have to leave first."

Di Cangming scanned the area below with his divine sense and sensed that Di Lie's life force was extremely weak, and he was only hanging on by a thread.

He snorted coldly, and the purple-gold lightning that filled the sky stopped, halting the subsequent operation of his divine powers.

Di Kun stood on the deck of the damaged warship, sweating profusely with anxiety.

"Ancestor, the supreme bloodline within the young master is crucial to the activation of the clan's ancient heaven-reaching formation; he must not perish here!"

Di Cangming's gaze was cold, and his voice rolled down like thunder.

"Young man, I can stop the war if you release the prisoners immediately without any conditions."

Chu Feng almost burst out laughing after hearing this.

"Who do you think you are, talking to me about unconditional terms?"

"Dignity resides only on the edge of a sword, truth only within the range of cannons. Now that the hostages are in my hands, I shall set the rules!"

Chu Feng pressed the blade down half an inch, and immediately, dense beads of blood seeped from Di Lie's scalp.

"Hand over war reparations, swear a blood oath to withdraw your troops, or I'll chop him into mincemeat right now!"

Di Lie was in so much pain that he convulsed and let out a series of roars.

"Grandpa, save me! Please agree to his request! I don't want to die!!!"

Di Cangming's eyes twitched a few times.

A powerful cultivator who had just transcended tribulation was forced into this situation by a mere early-stage Nascent Soul cultivator.

What kind of compensation do you want?

Chu Feng then started counting on his fingers.

"I'm a fair person, I never overcharge."

"You attacked our holy city for two days. The cost of repairing this formation, my personal mental anguish, and the ransom for this kid."

"Round it up, give me 60 million top-grade spirit stones."

"In addition, I will also include five pure yang herbs that are over ten thousand years old, not a single one can be missing."

Di Kun, who was on the warship, was so angry that he jumped up and down and started cursing at Chu Feng.

"Sixty million top-grade spirit stones?! You piece of trash, why don't you just rob someone?!"

Chu Feng curled his lip and lightly scraped the blade against Di Lie's scalp.

"Robbery doesn't bring in as much money as extortion!"

"Hurry up, are you going to give it to me or not? I'll count to three, and if you don't give it to me, I'll take action."

"three."

Chu Feng didn't play by the rules at all. As soon as he shouted "three", he pressed his wrist down.

Di Lie was so frightened that he soiled himself and screamed wildly.

"Give it to me! Give it to me now!"

After a moment of silence, Emperor Cangming weighed the pros and cons and finally compromised.

"Alright, I agree."

Under the witness of Di Cangming's divine sense, Di Kun gritted his teeth and took off three high-level storage rings.

He threw it with all his might, and three streaks of light streaked across the sky, landing steadily on the city wall.

Chu Feng caught it with his hand, and when he scanned it with his divine sense, his mouth immediately stretched to his ears in a wide grin.

A total of 60 million top-grade spirit stones were piled up like three small mountains, radiating a captivating luster.

Next to it were five ancient pure yang medicinal herbs, each exuding a rich Daoist aura and emitting a fragrant aroma.

"You guys are smart enough to pay the toll fairly quickly."