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nChapter 875: Kill Through

nEditor: Dragon Boat Translation

nThe spatial rift tore apart everything around it, and Gu Jijiang’s figure had disappeared, directly swallowed by the rift, leaving no trace of life.

nChen Fei sheathed the Concealment Sword and dispersed the state of the Sword Dominates the Galaxy.

nThe combined power of the Nine Star Chain and Sword Dominates the Galaxy was formidable, but it was quite taxing on Chen Fei’s vital energy, mental focus, and soul. It wasn’t necessary to maintain it continuously.

nKilling Gu Jijiang without the Sword Dominates the Galaxy was also within Chen Fei’s capabilities, though it would take more time.

nGiven the situation, a simple strike would suffice.

n“We won!”

nOn the side of the Boundless Sea, there was a tremendous cheer, just like

nbefore.

nLike a crushing force, unstoppable and overwhelming.

nThe prodigy from a thousand years ago seemed to have been reduced to a mere mid-stage Mountain Sea Realm warrior in Chen Fei’s hands.

nBut everyone knew that it wasn’t that Gu Jijiang was weak; rather, Chen Fei was too strong. So strong that even a prodigy from a thousand years ago couldn’t withstand his sharp edge.

nZhan Xuming looked at the spot where Gu Jijiang had vanished and sighed slightly.

nZhan Xuming knew that Gu Jijiang had died a thousand years ago. What just appeared was merely a remnant soul pieced together; it wasn’t the real Gu Jijiang.

nStill, it was somewhat bittersweet.

nOn the side of Shadow Island, everyone was silent as they watched the slowly

ndissipating sword mark.

nSuch spatial rifts could be created by several people from Shadow Island, but they were all in the late or peak Fourth Rank.

nAs someone standing at the pinnacle of the Fourth Rank, possessing such offensive power was only natural; otherwise, they wouldn’t be here.

nBut Chen Fei of the Boundless Sea was only at the mid-stage of the Fourth Rank. Despite the profoundness of his cultivation method, he shouldn’t have been able to unleash such terrifying power.

nShe Qiu, who had earlier claimed he could kill Chen Fei, now looked extremely grave.

nIf it had been him facing that sword just now, She Qiu couldn’t think of any way to block it directly. The only option would be to dodge and avoid the sword s edge.

nThe result of taking it head-on would be like Gu Jijiang’s-being directly slain and then devoured by the spatial rift.

n“Battle isn’t about who has the stronger attack and who wins. If it were that simple, we could just set up a testing pillar and let everyone take a shot.” She Qianling turned to the people of Shadow Island and said solemnly, “There are many factors that determine the final outcome. Think more and use your brains to fight!”

nAlthough She Qianling’s voice was not loud, it resonated like a heavy bell, vibrating in the hearts of the people of Shadow Island.

nMany who had been frowning relaxed a little, their tense expressions softening. In battle, attack power is crucial, as killing relies on it. However, attack power is not the decisive factor.

nChen Fei of the Boundless Sea was very strong, but they still had opportunities. Previously, they were more shocked by the spatial rift.

nOn the side of Black Divine, there had been no verbal exchanges since their appearance, and it remained the same.

nOnly Black Divine, with his crimson eyes, scrutinized Chen Fei, his gaze flickering.

nZhu Xiaowen looked up at Chen Fei, ready to take over and enter the arena.

nSensing Zhu Xiaowen’s gaze, Chen Fei turned and waved his hand.

nThis was just the beginning; he intended to continue fighting!

nZhu Xiaowen was taken aback and looked back at the various Sacred Masters

nand Monster Emperors.

nPang Changping and the others frowned slightly. Although Chen Fei wasn’t injured, such a life-and-death struggle was extremely taxing on his energy.

nA moment’s carelessness could lead to death, requiring full concentration at all times.

nHowever, sensing Chen Fei’s condition, it seemed there was indeed no problem. Pang Changping and the others exchanged glances, seemingly reluctant to force Chen Fei to withdraw.

nIn the central hall of the Sacred City, many people looked at Chen Fei, who had not retreated, with a hint of puzzlement.

n“Brother Chen, why don’t you take a rest?” Si Yinan asked with concern.

nSi Yuanhai did not reply, as battles of this level were too distant for him.

nAt the Mortal Combat venue.

n“Arrogant and conceited, I’ll deal with him!

nOn the Shadow Island side, Chi Runsheng stepped forward and looked at She

nQianling.

nWhether it was early or late, he would have to enter the arena eventually. Since he dared to participate in the Mortal Combat, he was already prepared for death.

nChen Fei was strong, but as She Qianling had said earlier, there were many factors influencing the outcome of the battle. By exploiting his strengths and targeting his opponent’s weaknesses, there was a chance to win!

n“Go ahead, but don’t force it!”

nShe Qianling looked at Chi Runsheng, thought for a moment, and said solemnly.

n“Understood!” Chi Runsheng cupped his hands, and his figure flickered, already appearing in the arena.

n” Fighting two rounds without withdrawing, are you planning to kill ten people?” Chi Runsheng shouted from several miles away.

n“If the opportunity arises, I do want to try that.” Chen Fei smiled slightly, not denying it.

nIn this life-and-death struggle, there was no need to hide such things.

nChi Runsheng’s side looked at Chen Fei with cold eyes.

nDid he really thinkhe was invincible at the mid-stage of the Fourth Rank? “Good! I want to see howyou plan to kill through us!” Chi Runsheng laughed loudly, and his figure instantly vanished from the spot.

n“You might not see it.” Chen Fei shook his head slightly.

nChi Runsheng did not appear in front of Chen Fei; in fact, his figure vanished from the entire arena.

nOnly a wind began to swirl on the field, visibly growing stronger.

nWind is formless, and clouds are unpredictable!

nAt this moment, Chi Runsheng had transformed into a wind. Although he had not entered the spatial rift, truly capturing his figure was extremely difficult.

nAnd this difficulty seemed to increase with time.

nZhu Xiaowen stood off the field, his eyes fixed on the arena.

nDespite Chen Fei’s tendency to sweep through his opponents, Zhu Xiaowen remained ready to step in at any moment.

nThus, Zhu Xiaowen observed each opponent carefully and put himself in their shoes, thinking about how to respond to such opponents.

nSeeing Chi Runsheng’s display of movement skills, Zhu Xiaowen frowned. His own movement skills were inferior, and even his sensing seemed to fall behind as time passed.

nZhu Xiaowen looked at Chen Fei with some confusion, not understanding why Chen Fei allowed Chi Runsheng’s movement skills to keep accelerating.

nEven if confident, it didn’t seem necessary.

n“Whoosh!”

nSeveral formless waves swept toward Chen Fei, who avoided them as if strolling in a garden.

nNot a bit more, not a bit less, Chen Fei dodged all attacks by the narrowest margins.

nIf the attacks were too dense, requiring Chen Fei to move significantly, he simply raised the Concealment Sword to shatter them.

nChi Runsheng was several miles away, curving around and daring not to get too close.

nHowever, seeing Chen Fei effortlessly break his attacks made Chi Runsheng s brows furrow tightly.

nAt such a distance, no matter how concealed the attack, it would always be perceived.

nChi Runsheng had long-range attack capabilities, but he was not particularly skilled in this area. His primary weapon was the Shadow Dance Dagger, excelling in close combat, which, combined with his wind-hke movement skills, brought out his full combat power.

nBut Chen Fei’s close-combat power was so strong that Chi Runsheng dared not approach.

nAfter several waves of attacks failed, Chi Runsheng stopped and glared at Chen

nFei with a grim expression.

n“Is this how you kill through our remaining people? Standing still, being a turtle, and getting beaten up by me!”

nChi Runsheng’s voice suddenly echoed across the arena, filled with mockery and sarcasm.

n“Such talk seems somewhat petty,” Chen Fei said with a smile.

n“Petty? If you have the ability, come and kill me! I’m right here-can you kill me? Arrogant and full of empty bravado, it’s ridiculous!”

nChi Runsheng’s sharp voice resonated around and spread outside the arena.

nChen Fei’s eyelids flickered as he looked directly at Chi Runsheng’s current location, even meeting Chi Runsheng’s gaze.

nChi Runsheng’s face showed a hint of panic. How could the opponent capture his position so clearly?

nChi Runsheng instinctively quickened his pace, deviating from his original position, but saw Chen Fei slash toward him from behind.

nThe panic on Chi Runsheng’s face disappeared, and his expression became solemn again.

n“Boom!”

nA figure appeared behind Chen Fei-Chi Runsheng. Unable to stab Chen Fei with the Shadow Dance Dagger in time, he had no choice but to block with it.

nBut the power contained in the Concealment Sword was too overwhelming for Chi Runsheng to handle. His entire body exploded into fragments and then dissipated into the surrounding energy.

nChen Fei extended his right hand, capturing a trace of energy. Following the faint sense of that energy, his body lost its weight and suddenly appeared in a corner fifty miles away.

nThe tracking method created by the Heavenly Daoist, “Trace and Pursue,” combined with the Extreme Sky Steps, allowed for instantaneous movement.

nA massive spatial rift was sliced out from beneath the Concealment Sword’s blade. A figure, panicked and fleeing, emerged-Chi Runsheng.

nBut Chen Fei’s sudden appearance left Chi Runsheng no time to evade. He could only scream in fury, holding the Shadow Dance Dagger in front of him.

n“Boom!”

nThe Shadow Dance Dagger was deflected, and Chi Runsheng spat out a mouthful of blood, his face turning pale instantly.

n“Is it still laughable now?” Chen Fei asked, slashing again.

nChi Runsheng looked up, glaring fiercely at Chen Fei, but his pale face and disordered aura made his anger seem superficial.

n“Boom!”

nIn a muffled sound, Chi Runsheng’s internal organs shattered, and blood began to flow from his seven orifices.

n“Now who is the turtle taking a beating?” Chen Fei asked calmly.

n“Ah, someone will avenge me!” Chi Runsheng roared, regardless of the situation, stabbing the Shadow Dance Dagger at Chen Fei.

n“Whoosh!”

nChi Runsheng split in two, blood mist exploding, but was soon swallowed by the spatial rift.

nSeveral figures of Chi Runsheng appeared miles away but ultimately dissipated with the wind.

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