A figure bathed in flas stood in the sky above the castle. As everyone's horrified and fearful gazes converged on it, the suffocating sulfur smoke, thick with a terrifying heat, finally began to disperse. It revealed a pair of eerily sinister, fiery eyes. Even his hair seed to be unnaturally ablaze, exuding an incredibly frightening and unparalleled aura of terror.
When he heard Schumacher's clearly neurotic, high-pitched cries from his prostrate form below, a faint smile slowly shaped his lips. His gaze landed on the "Great ritorious Minister" who had successfully revived him, and his mouth spread into a grin of praise. "Hehe, you've done quite well."
By then, his body seed to have beco fully animated. Terrifying flas burned in his eyes with scorching heat, and a chilling malevolence flowed forth from him. This caused the onlookers on the ground to tremble with terror, their bodies turning ice-cold as their hearts sank. They were all too aware now: the powerful being had been well and truly resurrected!
But… but why? Weren't we told it was just a Holy Domain expert who was gravely injured and on the brink of death? But how does he look even slightly injured? And besides, could even a Holy Domain expert possess such destructive might?
"To serve you, my great master, is the greatest honor of my life!" Schumacher declared. Though he still kept his head bowed humbly, his entire deanor had beco fervently impassioned. The crazed look in his eyes seed lost in a glorious future where he would control everything.
Seeing this, the expressions of the others present tensed up, and uncontrollable panic surfaced in their eyes. This powerful being before them completely exceeded their knowledge and imagination. He was resurrected from fire, standing nonchalantly in midair, all while terrifying pillars of magma surged into the sky like a converging, dark tide. The sight alone was enough to make their legs give out.
This outco, this entire situation, was truly beyond anything they could have imagined.
"Hehe…"
The powerful being in the flas let out another lazy chuckle. His terrifying, burning eyes shifted toward the crowd, and a sinister chill emanated from him. Smiling with satisfaction, he said, "Not bad at all. If I consu all this food, I should be able to recover sixty or seventy percent of my power from my pri, shouldn't I?"
GASP!
"Run!"
In an instant, everyone's face changed dramatically, as if they had been plunged into an icy abyss. They could no longer contain the trembling in their hearts. Their faces contorted with terror as they turned to flee.
"Run?"
A deep, deafening rumble echoed from the ground beneath their feet. Faced with their desperate escape, the powerful figure in the flas simply curved his lips into an eerily mocking smile, followed by a muted laugh. Then, a hellish fla storm erupted from below, sweeping furiously upwards. Several bloodcurdling screams echoed through the air as people were caught in the blast.
The storm then violently reversed its course, condensing into a rolling blood mist, which the powerful being swallowed in a single gulp. Afterward, he tilted his neck from side to side, producing a grinding, crackling sound. He grinned with a chilling smile and said, "Not bad… much more comfortable now."
"What… what is happening!? This is too terrifying! Who is he?" At that mont, everyone present was chilled to the bone, having lost even the strength to run.
After all, faced with such horrifying thods and alarming power, how were they supposed to escape?
There was no escape!
"Still thinking of running? That's a aningless endeavor," a mocking laugh echoed from the fiery being in the sky. "Don't you know that I've already sealed all the exits to this underground world? Stop doing pointless things and just beco my strength."
The words drove everyone to despair. All the exits were sealed? Were they truly going to die here today?
"Haha! Did you hear that, you foolish things? Just give up and beco food for my great master! For you, it is an hon— Ah! Master, you?" Schumacher was cackling madly at the side when, suddenly, a terrifying surge of magma erupted from beneath his feet, instantly subrging his entire body.
"They are my food. What makes you any different?"
The mighty flaming entity in the sky squinted slightly, a smile on his face. The words he spoke sent a deathly chill down everyone's spine.
This man, Schumacher, was the Great ritorious Minister who had revived him. Yet now he was dead, incinerated into a blood mist by the fearso magma, which then rose into the sky to be consud in a single gulp. Afterward, the aura emanating from the being grew stronger still, a truly horrifying sight.
"Wasn't he the Great ritorious Minister who revived you? And yet you still…" Even Chen Fei's expression changed at the sight, and he found himself questioning the powerful existence in the flas.
Although that old bastard had nearly gotten him killed and wasn't worthy of sympathy, this… this was just too inhuman. But in his indignant rage, he forgot one thing: the other party wasn't human.
"Great ritorious Minister? Hehe, you give him too much credit. To , he was at best a brainless, pitiful worm. You, on the other hand, are quite interesting," the powerful being said, his gaze sweeping over to Chen Fei. He chuckled, then his lips curved into a sinister, curious smile. "It seems you're not afraid of ?"
He had noticed that the absurdly young-looking Easterner was the only one on the scene who didn't appear afraid. In fact, from the very beginning, he hadn't seen the boy show any intention of fleeing, which only piqued his interest. To think he'd just been revived and had already run into sothing interesting.
"Afraid of you?" Chen Fei murmured with a blank expression, then slowly said in his mind, Zhen Jingkong, *senior*! Isn't it about ti you made a move? How much longer are you going to wait!?
Logically, since the other party was completely at his rcy, there was no need for him to use such a respectful term. But he said it anyway, and he put extra emphasis on the word "senior," clearly indicating his growing dissatisfaction. He really didn't want to waste any more ti on this ss, yet Zhen Jingkong was still not acting.
Would you like to experience it? Zhen Jingkong transmitted back, his words confusing Chen Fei.
Experience it? Experience what? Chen Fei asked.
That guy seems to have less than half his forr power. Frankly, he can barely pique my interest. How about this? I'll lend you my power right now, and you can fight him. This way, you can get a firsthand taste of a confrontation at that level. It should be a good thing for you. Consider it an apology for my earlier mistake. What do you say? Zhen Jingkong proposed. At this, Chen Fei's eyes lit up, and a sharp glint flashed within them.
"Deal!" he said emphatically, his face filled with an excitent that showed he had no intention of missing such a great opportunity.
To personally wield that kind of power in a climactic battle was entirely different from simply watching from the sidelines. He had to admit, Zhen Jingkong hadn't lived for over a hundred years for nothing. He had originally been planning to settle the score for that earlier incident, but now… none of that mattered anymore.
"Was he just scared witless? Sigh. I thought this might be interesting, but it seems you've disappointed ," the powerful being in the flas spoke again, his voice now laced with disappointnt. From his perspective, Chen Fei's silence was not a sign of fearlessness, but of being frozen in shock.
"Since that's the case, this is goodbye."
Then, with a faint smile, he flicked his finger. A terrifying torrent of magma, so hot it warped the air, shot forward and completely engulfed the area where Chen Fei, lsdom, and the others were located. Clearly, he was done "playing" and wanted to end this tedious al.
"No, please…"
Sensing the sudden, destructive attack, everyone except Chen Fei fell into despair, collapsing to the ground. Facing such a cataclysmic strike, they didn't even have a chance to escape.
Is this really the end?
Despair was etched on every face.
BANG!
BOOM!
Just as everyone was succumbing to despair, ready to close their eyes and await death, a terrifyingly powerful aura suddenly erupted from their midst with a thunderous roar. Then, seemingly endless streams of icy blue spiritual light, like a savior's radiance, erged from the air. In an instant, they froze the river of magma on the ground, along with the dozen or so pillars of magma that had shot into the sky.
The aura was astonishing, the power so terrifying that everyone involuntarily snapped their eyes open, desperate to see where this savior-like force had co from.
Had they been saved?
WHOOSH!
At that mont, a figure shot into the sky like an eternally frozen star, radiating a formidable chill.
"Isn't that… isn't that…" All eyes converged on the figure, only to be followed by layered gasps of utter disbelief and astonishnt.
There, in the sky that was now dominated by an icy-blue light, stood the distinct figure of a young Eastern man. He was quietly facing off against the powerful being in the flas. Around the young man's body swirled strands of crystalline ice, dense as a waterfall, emanating a cold so bone-chilling it felt as if it could freeze them solid.
"Mr… Mr. Chen!?" Everyone stared as if they were witnessing the most inconceivable thing in the world. Their eyes trembled as they gazed at the young Eastern face, and it took a long mont before they could finally stamr out the na in their hearts.
This savior-like power was coming from him? But… but…
How could he be so powerful? Was this a dream? It felt completely unreal.
The expressions on everyone's faces were frozen in disbelief. They simply couldn't accept that the scene unfolding before their eyes was actually real. An Earthling, a mortal just like them—at best, only slightly stronger—had suddenly leaped in power, becoming a terrifying existence comparable to a Divine Spirit.
That's right, in their eyes, the powerful being in the flas was a god. But now? Now, this Eastern man, this Mr. Chen, in a terrifying, split-second burst of power, seed to have overwheld even the might of what they considered a Divine Spirit. He had actually overwheld it.
Just then, an excited murmur echoed distinctly through the sky, reaching everyone's ears.
"So this is the power of the Foundation Establishnt True Person Realm, huh? Truly terrifying… and so novel…"
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