Chapter 1545: The Heavenly Emperor Strikes

“Oh, the unspeakable secret!” Chu Feng lowered his head, looking at the secret of his legs having been refined away, feeling utterly ashamed.

Then, he became serious, beginning to extract bones, purify his blood, sever his dragon horns, and dig out his divine tendons and sacred skin. He was covered in blood from head to toe!

He had undergone astonishing changes, even more severe than before, developing wings, three heads and six arms, and even replacing his skin with golden sacred skin.

His tendons, too, radiated divine light, resembling coiling dragons or creeping vines, spreading and interweaving throughout his body, causing his flesh to bulge terrifyingly. These were divine tendons!

He didn't want any of these changes; he only wished to remain human. While the abilities could stay, his physical form absolutely could not change; deviating from his human form was not what he desired.

“I have three heads, six arms, and twelve wings, and even the ‘Great Roc's Journey of Ten Thousand Miles, Triple Secret’!” Chu Feng’s voice echoed through the mountains.

“But I don't desire them!” he added, quite satisfied with his current state, having resolved these troubles.

However, no sooner had he finished shouting in the mountains than his heart was seized by a sharp pain. His original heart, a strong, powerful source of energy red like the sun, now developed cracks, then burst open with a "thump."

Chu Feng’s face instantly turned pale, and he staggered backward, nearly falling flat on his back, his mouth full of blood foam. How could an ordinary person withstand such a sudden mutation?

Such a severe injury could easily be fatal. Even for a powerful cultivator, a sudden heart explosion would cause immense damage, potentially harming their essence and depleting a vast amount of spiritual matter.

Thump, thump, thump!

In an instant, a burst of purple runes blossomed, mysterious symbols appearing around his heart. They condensed into a blood mist, evolving into dao patterns, finally giving birth to a vibrant, pulsating purple heart.

The change was too fast!

Instantly, Chu Feng felt an even greater power surge through his entire body. His purple true blood, like molten lava or a river of stars, surged and spread to every part of his body, its energy intensity astonishing!

His blood had transformed, and his heart had undergone nirvana. This was an intense and awe-inspiring change; his heart was instantly replaced, and the grade of his true blood dramatically improved.

Chu Feng frowned. He didn't immediately try to sever this new heart, as he realized it seemed not to be an abnormal mutation but rather a further advancement of his Human King physique. His lightning-like silver blood had transformed into purple blood, tinged with a faint golden glow, flowing like molten metal.

The Fourth Human King Transformation? This was his fourth metamorphosis!

He was astonished. According to records, achieving the Third Human King Transformation often took thousands of years, yet now he was undergoing the Fourth Transformation, having drastically shortened the process.

He knew there would certainly be a price to pay. Ultimately, it would be accompanied by decay and ill omens, intrinsically linked to his own evolution.

But was he afraid now? Not at all. He had always sought ways to improve his strength, aiming to become the strongest in a short period.

Otherwise, with the great war approaching and this epoch nearing its end, if he hadn't grown strong enough, he would merely end up as a handful of dust—what future or potential could there be then?

He didn't try to reverse the transformation of his true blood, instead waiting for it to naturally evolve. He had, however, heard legends that the ultimate end of Human King blood was "return," and only then would it become Human Emperor blood.

At that moment, a thunderous roar suddenly echoed above Chu Feng's head, deafeningly loud. Dazzling lightning flashed, causing the flowers on the tree to shatter and then wither away.

Simultaneously, the entire tree withered, its life finally reaching its end.

This seed had performed exceptionally today, remaining in the world for an unusually long time, far exceeding previous instances.

A dazzling beam of light, like a bolt of lightning, struck the ground, splitting the mountainside with a thud. It was a long saber!

It was entirely pristine white, incredibly sharp, suitable for an adult to wield on the battlefield—a formidable weapon!

Chu Feng walked over and picked it up, greatly surprised. This was a result of the great tree blooming and then withering, the seed left behind after its final metamorphosis!

This was completely different from before; it was actually a real weapon, no longer miniature.

Was it because the soil this time was different, beyond imagination, causing the resulting seed to also be different?

Chu Feng didn't know, but he had already realized a possible abnormality this time when the white flower grew to one or two meters in diameter, and indeed, that was the case.

With a slight activation, the dazzling saber light cut through the sky. The blade was incredibly sharp, and as Chu Feng channeled power, it was covered in dense, intricate dao patterns.

“Can it cleave true immortals? Can it slay Fallen Immortal Kings!?”

Chu Feng raised the saber and ascended into the air. His aura surged, and with a single slash, it seemed capable of cleaving through the entire Yang Realm. Energy exploded like a mushroom cloud, engulfing a section of the sky, and his terrifying aura surged significantly.

“Has my evolution succeeded?”

He mumbled to himself. Although he had undergone another transformation, he was still not satisfied; killing the Martial Lunatic was too difficult.

Because he was currently in a quasi-Great Daoist state; one could say he had stepped in, yet also say he was still a step away.

However, Chu Feng felt he could fully enter this state at any moment. He forcefully vibrated the runes throughout his body, and in an instant, his entire being glowed with circulating dao patterns.

The abilities born not long ago all manifested: for example, his ribs and back seemed to grow twelve Roc wings, though in reality, they were interwoven brilliant golden runes.

And above his head, dragon-shaped vital energy surged heavenward, the glowing runes from his earlier-formed dragon horns merging with his vital energy.

As for the three heads, six arms, fiery golden eyes, and other traits, they all manifested differently; his entire body was interwoven with dao patterns.

“I should purify further. The runes must be under my control; rules must condense in the void.”

Chu Feng murmured. He once again cleansed his body, making those runes coalesce and return to emptiness, not remaining rooted in his corresponding body parts like roots.

A long time later, he finally returned to his normal state. He felt that only then had he truly returned to humanity.

“With a single thought, I can become a Great Daoist with twin dao fruits!”

Chu Feng clearly understood his state, but he didn't take that final step; he wanted to observe first.

Because he had a premonition that once he became a Great Daoist with twin dao fruits, his entire body would rapidly decay, perhaps irreversibly, and the Zhou clan's predictions would come true.

“I haven't fallen into despair yet, so I'll leave myself hope. I won't step into it for now; when needed, I'll charge in immediately!”

Chu Feng’s face showed determination; he knew what he had to do.

At the same time, he also held some confidence: if truly pushed to such a state, he didn't believe he would actually succumb to destruction and decay; he would sublimate.

Currently, he lacked that opportune moment. Without reaching a make-or-break situation, he couldn't fully release his potential and unleash miracles.

“Even if I become a Great Daoist with twin dao fruits, it will be hard for me to kill the Martial Lunatic. Time waits for no one; what should I do to save Yaoyao?”

Chu Feng was anxious, not for himself. His urgent evolution now was primarily to save someone.

“Emperor Jar... wake up!”

Finally, he bit the bullet and spoke. He hadn't wanted to rely on the stone jar's power, but now, for Yaoyao’s sake, he was going all out.

Without a doubt, this jar had immense problems. Its origins were terrifying to contemplate, carrying unimaginable karma that would have to be repaid in the future!

Now, Chu Feng couldn't worry about that so much.

But the stone jar remained still, with no reaction, silent as the void.

Chu Feng suddenly looked up, then couldn't help but shout out, beginning to summon a “divine beast”!

“Black Dog, Dog Emperor, Holy One, where are you? I miss you!”

He shouted towards the sky like a great lama, simultaneously visualizing the image of the massive black dog in his mind, continuously chanting the words "Dog Emperor."

However, after a long time, there was no response. He had no choice but to change his address, shouting out the words “doggy”!

“Doggy, where are you? I am the Heavenly Emperor, summoning you!”

Billions of miles away in the boundless void, somewhere beyond the Yang Realm, the Dog Emperor, with its square head, large ears, and copper-bell eyes, pricked up its ears, baring its incomplete white fangs. It scratched its ear with a large paw and mumbled, “The dog is old, hard of hearing. Why do I feel like someone's muttering about me? Are they trying to offer me a sacrifice, a sacred offering?!”

Then, it completely bristled, because it finally heard clearly: someone was calling it "doggy"!

“Woof!”

It immediately opened its gaping maw and lunged, biting towards a certain patch of void, as if wanting to bite that world to pieces!

Beside it were the bald man and the Rotten Corpse, both startled, thinking the dog had gone mad and was about to attack them.

Meanwhile, in Chu Feng’s world, amidst these mountains, a gigantic black shadow emerged, opening its massive mouth and lunging. With a gulp, it swallowed vast swathes of mountains.

Chu Feng’s hair stood on end, and he rapidly retreated, dodging the bite. Had he really summoned a “divine beast”?!

“Dog Emperor, don't bite! It's me! We fought side by side. Do you know who helped you in the Soul River? Look closely!” Chu Feng yelled.

Billions of miles away in the boundless void, the Dog Emperor scratched its ear and mumbled, “What nonsense? Who's trying to get close to me? The losses from this great war were too heavy, I can't quite hear. Did you two hear clearly?!” It asked the two beside it.

At this point, the Rotten Corpse also looked displeased, almost exploding with rage. He vaguely heard someone muttering, someone whispering, trying to ingratiate themselves with him, saying he was that person's bloodline, calling him “little Daoist priest”!

“To hell with you! Don't let this Daoist Master catch you!” the Rotten Corpse fumed, his face red and neck bulging.

In the Yang Realm, Chu Feng was anxious. Why wasn't it working? Calling it “doggy” only almost got him bitten, with no other response?

“Old Nine, Jiudao Yi, Master Jiu, where are you? Quickly empower me! I'm going to kill the Martial Lunatic!” Chu Feng once again summoned a “fierce beast,” a sequence creature.

“What is it?!” This time, Jiudao Yi reacted quickly, and with a choked voice; he was weeping.

Because he had entered the Samsara Road, delving deep, he found clues and learned the cruel truth: that person's direct descendant lay lifeless in a coffin!

“How is this possible? What has happened to this world, that even that person's direct descendant met such a fate!?”

He couldn't believe it. That person clearly intended to revive many, to bring them back to the world. How could even their direct descendant be dead?!

Jiudao Yi's vision darkened, and his ears rang. He felt very uneasy. If even that person's direct descendant was dead, then what about those from back then? Was it impossible for any of them to still be alive?!

Most critically, had that person themselves... also encountered trouble?

“Heavenly Emperor is attacking, please empower me!” Chu Feng shouted, simultaneously summoning the Dog Emperor, Rotten Corpse, and Jiudao Yi once more.

Then, heedless of anything else, he set off, flying towards the Two Realms Battlefield, tearing through the sky!

“Empower the attacking Heavenly Emperor!”