256: Chapter 256 A Great Victory in the Void!

Deep in the Void, stars were shattered.

A wall of fire burned silently in the vacuum, stretching for thousands of miles, cutting the three-sided battlefield in two. On one side of the fire wall, Hun Feng stood holding his spear. His mysterious black robe was torn in several places, the joints of his right arm ached faintly, and a trace of blood he hadn't wiped away still hung from the corner of his mouth. On the other side of the fire wall, two dark green and dark purple demonic shadows, tens of thousands of feet tall, stood side by side. The energy spheres held by the demonic shadows were constantly devouring the star fragments along their path, and every expansion caused the surrounding Void to collapse even deeper.

The expressions of the Blood Shadow Twin Demons were far graver than when the battle began. They had originally thought that with two Saint-Rank Heavenly Sovereigns joining forces, taking down one Immortal Grade Heavenly Supreme would take no more than the time it takes to drink a cup of tea. But the battle had continued for who knows how long, and not only had Hun Feng not been crushed, he was fighting more fiercely the longer it went on.

"We cannot drag this out any longer," the man in dark green armor said in a low voice. The demonic shadow behind him suddenly clasped its palms together, merging the two dark green energy spheres into one. The energy sphere suddenly expanded tenfold, with countless pitch-black demonic lightning bolts exploding on its surface, each tearing fissures hundreds of miles long into space.

"One strike will decide the outcome." The woman in the dark purple dress bit the tip of her tongue and sprayed a mouthful of vital blood onto the magic mirror in front of her. After absorbing the vital blood, the magic mirror turned from dark purple to deep black, and a faceless, pitch-black demonic shadow was reflected in the mirror—a projection of the ancient Demon Ancestor worshiped by the Blood Demon Race. Although it was only a wisp of aura, it made the entire star domain tremble.

The two formed seals simultaneously, and the dark green energy sphere and the pitch-black magic mirror slowly drew closer, actually beginning to merge in the Void. The source demonic energy of the two Saint-Rank Heavenly Sovereigns intertwined, and at the point of fusion, a light comparable to a supernova explosion erupted, illuminating the entire star domain as if it were broad daylight.

Hun Feng took a deep breath, flipped his right hand, and a bronze ancient bottle appeared in his palm. The bottle was no more than three feet high, its body engraved with ancient Yin-Yang runes, and black and white energy flowed slowly at its mouth—the mohe yin-yang bottle. He brought his left index and middle fingers together and pointed sharply at his heart, and a wisp of crimson-gold vital blood flew into the bottle. The runes on the bottle suddenly lit up, and the black and white energy roared out like two giant dragons, rushing into the Void on the other side of the fire wall. The Yin-Yang energy settled the universe and suppressed all laws. Under the suppression of the Yin-Yang energy, the merging energy sphere and the magic mirror of the Blood Shadow Twin Demons suddenly stagnated—not an attack, but a suppression, locking the opponent's offensive from the level of the laws themselves. Both of them changed color simultaneously, discovering that the connection between them and their respective magic weapons had been forcibly severed by an irresistible force.

Now was the time.

Hun Feng formed seals with both hands, and the silver light of the Law of Space and the golden radiance of the Law of Time shone to the extreme. "Time-Splitting: Manifestation of Ten Thousand Selves." Three figures appeared again, each holding a basin-sized fire lotus in their hands. "Space Lock: Boundary Sealing Cage!" "Time Stop: Eternal Moment!" The two great laws were activated simultaneously, forcibly controlling the Blood Shadow Twin Demons for half a breath.

The three fire lotuses tore through the Void, trailing three crimson-gold tails of flame, and accurately slammed into the disintegrating fusion energy body in front of the Blood Shadow Twin Demons. The fire lotuses exploded, but it was not an explosion; it was an engulfment. The crimson flames of the Heaven-Slaying Flame swept across the entire star domain like a tsunami, swallowing the dark green energy sphere, the pitch-black magic mirror, the two demonic shadows, and the Blood Shadow Twin Demons themselves. Wherever the flames passed, even the turbulent Void was burned into nothingness, and the underlying spatial structure of that area was completely erased by the Heaven-Slaying Flame from the level of the laws.

The shockwave spread in all directions with the battlefield as the center. The nearest red supergiant star was instantly blown away the moment the shockwave arrived, millions of miles of coronal material were stripped from the surface of the star, and then the entire star collapsed inward and exploded, turning into a gorgeous and deadly interstellar firework. The asteroid belt further away was directly swept flat.

The flames slowly dissipated.

The Blood Shadow Twin Demons stood where they were. The armor of the man in dark green armor was mostly shattered, his left arm hung limply at his side, and a charred wound on his left chest was deep enough to see the bone. The five rings on the hand of the woman in the dark purple dress were all shattered, her abdomen was pierced by fragments of the fire lotus, and dark purple blood dripped down her skirt. The two demonic shadows had shrunk into tattered, ghostly images of less than a hundred feet, ready to dissipate completely at any moment. They had lost. Two Saint-Rank Heavenly Sovereigns joining forces had lost to one peak Immortal Grade Heavenly Supreme.

The man in dark green armor stared fixedly at the figure in the mysterious black robe on the other side of the fire wall, squeezing two words out through his teeth: "Leave."

The woman in the dark purple dress wanted to say something, but her injuries were heavier than her companion's. The man in dark green armor raised his hand to tear open a spatial rift and helped the woman step into it. Before the rift closed, he looked back at Hun Feng. There was anger, wariness, and a trace of respect he himself was unwilling to admit in his eyes: "The Blood Demon Race has noted this. Next time, I will not let you leave alive."

The rift closed, and the demonic energy dissipated.

Hun Feng withdrew the mohe yin-yang bottle and dispersed the Time-Splitting: Manifestation of Ten Thousand Selves. The moment the three figures merged into one, his body swayed slightly, his knees bent for a moment, but he forced them straight again. He took a Guiyuan Pill from his storage ring and threw it into his mouth, feeling the medicinal power slowly dissolving in his meridians.

Just then, a spatial rift tore open silently in the distant Void, and Elder Lu and Elder Qin stepped out of the rift one after the other. For the first time, an unconcealed shock appeared on Elder Lu's usually calm old face. His gaze swept across this battered star domain and finally landed on Hun Feng, who was standing alone in the center of the ruins.

"Elder Hun! Where are those two?"

"They ran away." Hun Feng's tone was as flat as if he were saying the weather was nice today.

"Ran away?" Elder Qin's eyes widened, "You fought off two Saint-Rank Heavenly Sovereign-level Demon Emperors by yourself?"

"Do you need me to repeat myself?" Hun Feng glanced at him.

Elder Qin opened his mouth and then closed it. The words of doubt he had wanted to voice were swallowed back—the mohe yin-yang bottle was still slowly floating beside Hun Feng, the Yin-Yang energy on the bottle had not yet fully converged, and coupled with this blasted star domain, the traces of battle were not fake.

Elder Lu took a deep breath: "Elder Hun, I will report today's battle to the Palace Master truthfully. Being able to single-handedly repel two Saint-Rank Heavenly Sovereign-level Demon Emperors, the Great Thousand World will not forget this achievement."

Hun Feng waved his hand: "Thank you both for coming. The city is still in chaos, I will return first." After speaking, he raised his hand to tear open a spatial rift and his figure disappeared into it.

Elder Qin looked at the closed spatial rift and remained silent for a long while before speaking in a low voice: "Elder Lu, do you think—if he breaks through to the Saint-Rank, who else in the Great Thousand World will be his opponent?"

Elder Lu did not answer, but only folded his hands back into his sleeves, looking at the Void battlefield that was still slowly healing, a flash of extremely complex light passing through his deep, old eyes.

Imperial City.

When Hun Feng stepped out of the spatial rift, the spirit formations on the city tower were still humming. When the temple disciples saw the Palace Master walking out of the Void, they were stunned for a moment, and then a thunderous cheer erupted. The cheering spread from the outer city to the inner city, and then back from the inner city to the outer city, shaking the copper nails on the city wall until they hummed.

Cai Lin was the first to rush forward. She didn't speak, just reached out to support Hun Feng's arm. The worry and anger in those purple snake pupils hadn't had time to fade before they were blocked by Hun Feng's words, "Just superficial wounds." She pursed her lips and didn't expose him—every time he said "superficial wounds," he would have to go into seclusion for at least half a month.

Yao Yao squeezed out of the crowd, her bone whip still wrapped around her waist, not yet untied. She looked Hun Feng up and down twice with her peach-blossom eyes. Confirming that he was just exhausted and had a few external injuries, a trace of teasing finally rose: "Not bad, fighting off two Saint-Rank experts alone, this is enough for you to brag about for a lifetime."

"A lifetime is too short." Hun Feng remained expressionless. Yao Yao was choked up and rolled her eyes.

Zi Yan jumped out of the crowd, her golden eyes wide, and raised her hand to punch Hun Feng in the chest—not hard, but not light either, making Hun Feng grunt: "Brother! If you dare to rush up alone next time, I won't be finished with you! I am the Void Ancient Dragon Dragon Emperor, and you are my older brother. Don't helpers need face?"

"Got it, got it." Hun Feng reached out and rubbed her head vigorously, messing up her purple hair. Zi Yan slapped his hand away in disgust, but the corners of her mouth couldn't help but curl up.

Xun'er and Yun Yun stood on the periphery of the crowd. Xun'er was holding a bowl of freshly boiled soothing medicinal soup, and Yun Yun was clutching a roll of bandages in her hand. The two looked at Hun Feng, who was being lectured by Zi Yan and Yao Yao, exchanged a glance, and each hid the things in their hands behind their backs.

Xiao Yi Xian squeezed in through the gaps in the crowd, pulled Hun Feng's right hand over, pressed her fingers on his pulse for a moment, and expressionlessly took a milky-white pill from her waist and stuffed it into his mouth: "Eat it. It's for replenishing blood and energy." Hun Feng chewed twice and swallowed it. When the medicinal effect dissolved from his dantian, warmth surged to his limbs, and the dull pain in his right arm joints finally eased a little.

Hun Mulan squeezed out of the crowd and hugged Hun Feng's waist, burying her face in his tattered mysterious black robe and refusing to let go. Hun Muying and Hun Muling each grabbed one of their father's sleeves, and Hun Muqing stood to the side with her arms crossed, not saying a word, but her eyes were also red. Hun Feng looked down at these little girls, raised his hand to pat the smallest daughter on the head, and nodded at the older ones, telling them to be at ease.

His gaze finally shifted to Xue Wei, who was leaning against the root of the city wall. The wound on her right shoulder had been simply sealed with spiritual power, her blood-red hair was disheveled, and the bloodstains on her dark red dress had not yet dried. She leaned against the wall and watched Hun Feng, who was surrounded by the crowd, a faint smile hanging on the corner of her mouth—it was relief, and also self-mockery.

"This time it was my carelessness." Xue Wei said, her voice hoarse, "I won't be stupid again in the future."

"It's good that you know. This matter is not your fault; it was only a matter of time before they came to the door. But you left the city without authorization; when your injuries are healed, go to the Penalty Hall to receive your punishment yourself." Hun Feng said.

"How much?"

"Three days of confinement."

Xue Wei was stunned for a moment, then lowered her head, and the mocking smile on the corner of her mouth finally turned into a real smile.

Study.

Hun Feng changed into a clean robe and sat behind the desk, taking the mohe yin-yang bottle from his storage ring and placing it on the desk to examine it for a moment. Although today's battle was dangerous, it had also brought him many gains—the intersection of space and time, the superposition of the Heaven-Slaying Flame and the power of the laws, the suppression and eruption of the Yin-Yang energy—these things surged and collided in his mind, vaguely touching something. The crack on the bottleneck had expanded a bit more in this battle.

A moment later, he opened his eyes and called Xue Wei to his front. Xue Wei had changed into a clean robe, and the wound on her right shoulder had been treated properly, but there was still no blood on her face.

"What is the background of those two? Tell me in detail."

"Blood Demon Race, Blood Shadow Twin Demons. Top combat power of the Blood Demon Race among the thirty-two major races. They are siblings; the man is called Blood Shadow: Qing, and the woman is called Blood Shadow: Zi. Their cultivation levels are late-stage and mid-stage Saint-Rank Heavenly Sovereign, respectively. They are the commander and deputy commander of the Blood Demon Race's Blood Shadow Guards, specializing in hunting down traitors and carrying out special missions. As for that last move today, if it weren't for the suppression of the mohe yin-yang bottle, I suggest you'd better not take it head-on. And—"

"And what?"

"And the Blood Demon Race is ranked in the top three among the thirty-two major races. Although the Blood Shadow Twin Demons are strong, they are not the strongest. The Blood Demon Race's patriarch, the Blood Prison Heavenly Demon Emperor, is the true peak Saint-Rank Heavenly Sovereign. Back then, he followed the Heavenly Evil God to invade the Great Thousand World, and the number of Saint-Rank Heavenly Sovereigns who fell at his hands is no less than five. He did not come, which means this mission is not considered the highest priority in the eyes of the Blood Demon Race. But next time—I am not sure."

"I see." Hun Feng waved his hand, "Go rest. You still need to grind ink tomorrow morning."

Xue Wei was stunned for a moment, then laughed softly, turned, and left the study. She leaned against the corridor pillar and let out a long breath. The magma gushing from the volcano in the distance emitted a dark red light in the night, reflecting in her deep purple eyes. She suddenly felt that the wound on her right shoulder was not as painful anymore.

The next day, Hun Feng went into seclusion in the secret chamber again.

This time it was not one month; he left himself a longer time—three months, or longer. The appearance of the Blood Shadow Twin Demons was a signal. The high-level combat power of the Extraterritorial Evil Clan had already begun to infiltrate the defense line of the Great Thousand World. In future battles, there would only be more and more opponents like this. And his cultivation was still at the peak of the Immortal Grade Heavenly Supreme. In one-on-one fights, he might be able to gain the upper hand, but against a true peak Saint-Rank Heavenly Sovereign, it was far from enough.

The stone door of the secret chamber closed slowly. Hun Feng sat cross-legged on the stone platform, and the Law of Space and the Law of Time around him intertwined again into a silver-gold cocoon of light, shrouding his entire person inside. But this time, the silver and gold light in the cocoon of light was no longer clearly distinct but began to slowly penetrate and merge with each other. The crack on the bottleneck was expanding inch by inch.