Chapter 1594: Heaven and Earth Crave a Rival

"Are there no more challengers? This isn't enough!" Chu Feng, his long hair disheveled, roared. His blood thundered through his veins, surging with a vital energy that ascended like a true dragon, shattering the sky.

The ground around him was splattered with enemy blood. All the "Great Character" level young masters who had dared to fight him had been decimated, leaving no one in his immediate vicinity. His gaze swept over the distant evolutionaries, causing the younger and middle generations of the Heavens to feel a tremor in their hearts, their bodies quaking in response.

At that moment, Chu Feng was seated on the back of the "Constant" level female prodigy, using her literally as a stool. He surveyed his surroundings with an arrogant gaze, and no one dared to meet his eyes. To the younger and middle generations from the Heavens, Chu Feng appeared as an unparalleled demon king, exuding an overwhelming and suffocating aura that instilled immeasurable pressure.

In the distance, the blond man, whose body was covered in lightning runes, continued to cough up large amounts of blood. His wounds repeatedly healed only to rip open again, a cycle of repair and rupture. He had just endured Chu Feng's ultimate heavy punch, and the lingering energy runes ceaselessly impacted within him, proving impossible to eradicate and causing his body to repeatedly tear open. Elsewhere, the young man with eyes like golden lamps was in an even more dire state. He had been severed diagonally at the shoulder; his lower half lay on the ground, while his upper body, from the shoulders up, hovered in the distant sky, blood profusely dripping.

Both men were seasoned in combat and possessed incredible escape speeds. Upon realizing their defeat, they immediately fled the battlefield, positioning themselves close to the Immortal Kings of the Heavens, knowing that any other action would have been perilous. Knowing Chu Feng's nature, had it not been for the subtle, almost imperceptible aura of the Immortal Kings shrouding the two men, he would undoubtedly have pursued and subdued them.

The most distressed and enraged individual was, of course, the goddess whose body was bent and used as a stool by Chu Feng. All her attempts to escape had failed, leaving her confined to the ground. Her beautiful face was flushed crimson with shame and indignation. Unfortunately, she was completely immobilized, pinned in place by the five-colored halo behind Chu Feng, unable to move a muscle.

Chu Feng sat there imposingly, his hair wild, his gaze sharp, and he demanded once more, "Are there no more capable fighters in the Heavens? Didn't you intend to claim the spoils, to seize the supreme cosmic positions? Is there really no one who can stand against me?!" He rested his hand on a thick, long blade, its gleaming tip piercing the ground, his aura overwhelming. He, alone, was challenging all the exceptionally gifted beings from the Heavens.

Unable to bear it, someone retorted, "Don't be so audacious! How truly vast and boundless are the Heavens? Even our esteemed sects cannot fully fathom its extent. There are countless masters, and even some 'Road's End' level beings who have transcended all ages. How can a mere being from your impure lower realm presume to speak in such a manner?!"

Despite their recent defeat, the younger and middle generations of the Heavens refused to concede. A collective indignation was evident, as they felt this native from the lower realm was excessively arrogant. Nevertheless, they had to admit, albeit grudgingly, that this being from the lower realm was indeed incredibly powerful. Even if transported to the Heavens, he would likely be considered a peerless prodigy. Some even appraised Chu Feng more highly, speculating that he might stand shoulder-to-shoulder with the Dao Child of an entire evolutionary civilization. This was an extraordinary assessment, as such a figure was not merely the heir of a single lineage but the designated successor of an entire evolutionary civilization—beings destined to dominate their era.

"Objectively speaking, he could rank within the top fifty of the Heavens' Younger and Middle Generation Potential List, perhaps even higher!" someone murmured. Despite their reluctance to accept it, they acknowledged the truth.

"I don't believe it. Don't you know the true origins of the beings in the top fifty? Some are clearly great figures from ancient eras, reborn to overcome trials. How could he, a mere native from the lower realm, possibly measure up?"

"Yes, it's unthinkable to rank within the top fifty; they are simply unmatchable. They are monsters among monsters. Besides a handful of normal young beings, some are clearly reincarnated Dao Ancestors, and there are even suspected echoes of 'Road's End' level entities!"

The younger and middle generations from the Heavens murmured in indignant conversation, inadvertently revealing a series of terrifying truths. Upon hearing this, the evolutionaries from all races across the myriad heavens blanched. The depths of the Heavens were unfathomable; even Dao Ancestor-level beings had perished, mysteriously suppressed in their past lives, only to undergo arduous recovery and reincarnation?!

Chu Feng declared, "What's the point of all this talk? Bring out your 'monsters among monsters'! I believe I can take on ten, or even a hundred, by myself!" Such audacious words, coupled with his posture of sitting with his hand resting on his blade, utterly astonished and enraged the onlookers.

"Native, you're too arrogant!" someone couldn't help but exclaim.

Hearing this, Chu Feng's eyes instantly shot out blinding beams of light, runes tearing through the void like immortal swords drawn with a resounding clang! The young man who had dared to call him a native immediately shrieked, falling backward as fresh blood welled from his forehead. His divine soul had been annihilated! Everyone gasped in shock and dread. From such a distance, Chu Feng had slain one of them with nothing but a glance! In that instant, it was as if an immortal sword had ripped through the air, claiming the enemy's life directly!

After achieving such a feat, Chu Feng remained perfectly calm, not deeming it significant, as he considered such an individual to be no true opponent. He then addressed the others, saying, "Take, for instance, your so-called 'Constant' level prodigies from the Heavens. They're merely adequate: one coughing blood, another's body broken, oh, and one is even a captive!" His blunt description of the three individuals' conditions infuriated the group, yet left them utterly helpless.

The blond man, his body covered in lightning runes, expelled a final mouthful of blood and finally stabilized his injuries. His physical form ceased to crack, though his face remained pale. The young man whose eyes glowed like golden lamps, filled with grand dao runes, had to utilize a potent heavenly medicine to mend his shattered body. The woman, of course, was in the most humiliating predicament. She yearned to rage but was utterly immobilized, confined to her position as a stool, subjected to the gaze of all. Who could endure such public degradation? Particularly, given that she was ordinarily revered as a celestial goddess, her current plight filled her with unbearable shame and despair.

"Release Fairy Zhao Lin!" someone roared furiously.

Indeed, at that moment, everyone began to question themselves. How had they overlooked this? Fairy Zhao Lin was still beneath him! "It's that halo! It seems capable of severing perception and divine consciousness, making us oblivious to everything. Our sight, divine thoughts, touch, and physical sensations all seemed to have been blocked," someone gasped, a chill running down their spine. His words sent shivers down their spines; only then did they truly realize the extent of what had happened. Some 'Road's End' level beings could effortlessly cause the world to have no thoughts or awareness of them. But what method had Chu Feng just employed?

Chu Feng was indeed in a unique state. This time, by employing the Seven Treasures Profound Art, transforming it into a five-colored halo, and inscribing upon it the golden characters from the stone jar, he had actually comprehended the essence of the profound art during the battle, achieving complete enlightenment! "The essence of the Seven Treasures Profound Art does not necessarily require seven unique heavenly treasures as its foundation. Each of these substances can actually be replaced by an entire path of evolutionary civilization, which would make the art far more powerful!" He had not only grasped the fundamental principle but also undergone a form of sublimation. Regardless of whether he could fully realize it, this profound enlightenment instantly resonated with the primal essence of heaven and earth. Thus, the five-colored light surged, shrouding everything, creating an aura of thoughtlessness and non-existence.

"Release Zhao Lin!" a woman lightly commanded, stepping forward. As she raised her hand, a rainbow of order pierced the sky, like a flying immortal beam, striking towards Chu Feng. She and Zhao Lin belonged to the same lineage, both disciples of the middle-aged woman riding the white lion, and this woman had already glimpsed the True Immortal realm. She and Zhao Lin were renowned as the twin prodigies of their sect, but her cultivation level was superior to Zhao Lin's, rendering their combat prowess naturally incomparable.

At this crucial moment, Yao Yao intervened. Her slender, delicate hand struck out with light grace; her fair palms and fingers, though beautiful and dazzling, wielded astonishing power. The flying immortal-like beam of light was instantly dispersed, and Yao Yao stepped into the arena, confronting the woman.

*Sizzling sounds!* Divine rainbows burst forth one after another, and chains of order intertwined like star rivers, engulfing the battlefield. Cascades of dazzling flying immortal light rained down. Both women were invincible at their respective levels within their lineages, and their encounter ignited a fierce battle.

"Good! Suppress the provocateur from the lower realm!"

"Show them their place, make them understand that the gap between them and the Heavens is like an insurmountable chasm! Fairy Qi Yu has never encountered an opponent since her debut!" From the rear, the younger and middle-aged evolutionaries of the Heavens roared in support. This was primarily because Chu Feng's earlier dominance had suppressed them, making it impossible to raise their heads. Now, with Qi Yu, the emerging prodigy of an evolutionary civilization, entering the fray, their morale surged. They felt this was their chance to retaliate, and thus, they clamored loudly.

However, to everyone's astonishment, during the intense exchange, Fairy Qi Yu, who was radiating ethereal immortal light, was sent flying. Yao Yao's palm had nearly pierced her body, inflicting severe damage to her divine soul, almost killing her instantly. From the rear, a True Immortal descended to catch her. The middle-aged woman, seated on the white lion, a peerless Immortal King herself, cast a surprised glance at Yao Yao. Even she had not anticipated such extraordinary skill and immense combat talent from the opponent, who had nearly killed her most favored disciple in mere moments. Such an individual was rare not only in the lower realm but even within the Heavens. Even ancient monsters who had lived for several epochs would eagerly vie to take her as a disciple.

"Boom!"

From the infinitely distant outer domains, violent residual energy fluctuations echoed, and a bloody halo stained the myriad heavens red. Had an Immortal King truly been utterly annihilated? "Where are they? Too weak to fight! Where did they go? Send another!" The voice belonged to Jiudao Yi's old comrade, the limping veteran. After several clashes, he finally unleashed the Emperor Fist secret technique, and with a single punch, he... utterly obliterated his opponent!

"Unbelievable!" Even many elder evolutionaries from the Heavens couldn't help but inwardly curse. This individual was too ruthless; he had obliterated a powerful Immortal King?! Was that a complete annihilation of body and spirit? What secret technique was that? Wasn't it said that Immortal Kings found it nearly impossible to slay one another? Furthermore, that limping old man was still searching for more opponents, disgracefully yet terrifyingly, wandering around for a fight!

In fact, the other two veterans were just as formidable. The old soldier wielding a great halberd had Immortal King blood glistening on its pristine blade! "They're unbeatable! These monsters have been baptized by Imperial Blood and have mastered Immortal Emperor-level secret techniques!" someone stammered, trembling. It wasn't their own weakness; rather, these three veterans were simply too extraordinary. With Imperial energy lying dormant within them, normal Immortal Kings couldn't inflict any damage.

"Ah, this humble Daoist is invincible!" the Corpse roared, locked in fierce combat with his opponent. Despite the young Daoist's return having replenished some of his soul light, it remained incomplete, as his most powerful main soul was still absent. Consequently, he fought with some difficulty, yet surprisingly, he never fell into a disadvantage, pushing his battle with the Heavenly Immortal King to a fever pitch.

"This humble Daoist strongly suspects that if my main soul were present, I could perhaps even slay a Dao Ancestor of the Heavens?" The Corpse declared, boosting his own morale. His audacity made many faces twitch uncontrollably.

The three veterans once again sought out opponents, determined to fight to the bitter end. However, although over a hundred powerful experts had arrived in the Heavens' second wave, few were willing to confront them. Additionally, other Immortal Kings from the myriad heavens joined the conflict, initiating major confrontations with the powerful experts from the Heavens. In the deepest reaches of the outer domains, terrifying energy runes erupted in waves, shaking the very rules of the Great Dao.

"Come, who dares to fight me?!" A True Immortal from the Heavens descended, exuding an exceptionally terrifying aura. He fixed his gaze on a group of peak experts from the myriad heavens who had reached the zenith of the ultimate realm.

"I will!" Emperor Yu stepped forth, ready to engage him in battle. Subsequently, other True Immortals from the Heavens joined the fray, intending to challenge and defeat evolutionaries of the same caliber from across the myriad heavens.

"How lively! I shall also descend to the lower realm to join the excitement and broaden my horizons." At the Heavenly portal, a figure flashed. Through swirling clouds and mist, an ancient beast, pure white and radiating immortal light, emerged. Majestic and awe-inspiring, it was surrounded by spectral attendants. This was, in fact, a White Tiger, which used divine spirits as its enslaved guards. Most crucially, the White Tiger was merely a mount. The one who had spoken was a young man on its back. His face was calm, and his appearance ordinary, but upon closer inspection, his eyes held endless grand dao runes.

This caused Chu Feng to stiffen in surprise. This individual's mount was a True Immortal-level White Tiger, which was highly unusual, as the person themselves had not yet reached that cultivation level. By Chu Feng's estimation, the young man's cultivation realm was roughly on par with his own. Yet, for an evolutionary at this level to command a True Immortal as a mount spoke volumes about his background. Evidently, an extraordinary talent had arrived, and the foundation of his sect was likely terrifyingly profound! It should be noted that many high-ranking figures who descended to the lower realms arrived without such grandeur or mounts.

"Is it the current Dao Child of that evolutionary civilization dedicated solely to the physical body, which cultivates body refinement to the highest realm?!" People were astonished and profoundly shocked. Subsequently, many rejoiced, shouting excitedly.

"Dao Child Zhen Teng, please intervene! Subdue this demon to uphold the orthodoxy of our Heavens and display its might throughout the myriad realms!"

"Dao Child, please act! Suppress this villain; he is far too arrogant!" A chorus of shouts erupted as the group pointed towards Chu Feng. Clearly, this was a young powerhouse from the Heavens with immense backing, the Dao Child of a specific evolutionary civilization, destined to cause a stir wherever he went! He was genuinely young, not merely possessing a youthful appearance, but with his very bones and flesh radiating true, burgeoning vitality. He had not reached this stage through centuries or millennia of gradual accumulation.

Chu Feng nodded. This individual indeed possessed extraordinary, not simple, origins!

"Come, let's fight!" Chu Feng challenged.

"Very well, I'm eager for a challenge. Let me witness your abilities!" Zhen Teng, still atop the True Immortal-level White Tiger, spoke. His appearance was unremarkable, yet as the Dao Child of an evolutionary civilization, his strength was naturally immeasurable. The next moment, he ascended into the air, leaving his True Immortal-level White Tiger mount, and charged towards Chu Feng. His physical body crushed the void, leaving a trail of countless explosive sounds as the very space around him was ripped apart by his presence! Truly befitting one who walked the path of physical cultivation, this sheer display of power was astounding!

"Dao Child, don't kill him with a single punch! Keep him prisoner, otherwise, it would be too anticlimactic. Let him slowly grasp the immense gap in power through his defeat!" someone shouted from the rear.

"Dao Child Zhen Teng has only recently emerged, yet he has swiftly risen to the forty-fifth position in the Heavens' Younger and Middle Generation Potential Ranking. He is a truly unparalleled being, destined to face few rivals in the future, and perhaps even reach the very end of their evolutionary civilization's path!"

"Does this Demon Chu still dare to be arrogant and tyrannical? He has finally met a Dao Child from our Heavens. He will soon understand that true dragons cannot be nurtured in this polluted land, only earth dragons. His true form will soon be revealed, and he is about to suffer a crushing defeat!" Among the younger and middle generations from the Heavens, some were highly agitated, fervently hoping for Chu Feng's immediate suppression. This was largely because their previous defeat had been utterly thorough and humiliating, and they desperately needed a decisive victory to reclaim the Heavens' honor.

In fact, on the battlefield between the two realms, many younger and middle-aged cultivators from the Yang Realm, along with young evolutionaries from the myriad heavens, now stood united against the common foe. "All of you, silence! Demon Chu's achievements were earned through blood and battle; just wait and see!" Even the extraterrestrial evolutionaries, who previously harbored some animosity towards Chu Feng due to their competitive standing, now voiced their support, hoping Chu Feng could defeat the Heavenly Dao Child. Despite knowing that it would likely be incredibly difficult, perhaps even impossible. After all, the Heavens had always been an untouchable myth, lofty and distant since ancient times, exerting immense psychological pressure. All races across the myriad heavens were extremely apprehensive, mentally feeling insecure and believing themselves to be at a disadvantage.

"What are you afraid of? You simply don't know. Back then, 'that one' fought his way up through sheer power. If anyone dared to defy him, he simply suppressed them!" someone roared.

In fact, amidst the clamor of voices, the two figures in the arena had already clashed, unleashing dazzling beams of grand dao symbols and energy fluctuations that astounded many evolutionaries. The discussions and even the divine sense transmissions of the onlookers couldn't keep pace with the two combatants' speed; they were simply too fast for anyone to react.

Evidently, Chu Feng had released Zhao Lin, his human stool. After using her for such an extended period, he ultimately chose not to kill her, allowing her to depart. This was primarily because he believed that, unless absolutely necessary, there was no need to resort to lethal force.

Boom!

At this moment, he was locked in a fierce battle with Zhen Teng, a true contest of titans. This opponent was indeed unbelievably powerful. For years, Chu Feng had prioritized physical cultivation, refining his Dao body to an indestructible state, his flesh and blood like Vajra. This was his first encounter with such a formidable foe in a pure physical contest; indeed, his opponent was even more extraordinary. Because, during their intense exchanges, Zhen Teng dared to meet Chu Feng's fist imprints with any part of his body, which was simply astonishing. If Chu Feng's physical body were to claim second place among the younger generation of the myriad heavens, no one would dare claim first. Yet now, he encountered a monster so formidable that even he found it challenging. Before the engagement, he was not overly confident despite possessing the Dual Constant King Dao Fruit. He believed that the truly invincible figures among the Heavens' younger and middle generations would possess their own trump cards and methods to elevate their ultimate combat power, with some potentially cultivating an additional Dao Fruit, just like him.

Boom!

Heaven and earth shattered, mountains snapped like brittle reeds, some collapsing, others uprooted and flung afar by the intense energy emanating from their clash. "Truly like an unbreakable stone!" Chu Feng murmured, marveling at the Dao Child's incredibly resilient physical body. In truth, calling it merely an unbreakable stone was an understatement; it was practically an amalgamation of various primordial metals.

*Clang! Clang! Clang!*

As Chu Feng clashed with him, their physical bodies collided repeatedly. With each impact, various grand dao symbols erupted from Zhen Teng's flesh and blood, signifying an immortal, indestructible body, impervious to all tribulations! Even so, Chu Feng was unable to immediately breach Zhen Teng's physical defenses, a fact that utterly stunned the younger and middle generations from the Heavens. What they witnessed was astonishing: Demon Chu, giving his all, was locked in an intense, inseparable struggle with a Dao Child ranked among the top fifty in the Heavens. In their perception, Chu Feng should have been swiftly subdued!

"I refuse to believe it! I'll break you!" Chu Feng roared. Instantly, the five-colored halo behind him blazed intensely, dense with runes. Rare heavenly treasures merged, refining the essence of the Grand Dao for his own use, illuminating both heaven and earth. It was precisely this light-wheel protecting his body that granted him equally astonishing defenses, making him impervious to all techniques.

At this moment, white mist streamed from Chu Feng's mouth and nose. He had pushed the "Stealing Guidance Breathing Technique" to its utmost limit and was unleashing a specialized Ultimate Fist! The Ultimate Fist was already formidable and potent on its own. Now, Chu Feng further inscribed the golden characters that had once manifested on the stone jar onto his fists, unleashing them against his opponent.

*Thud! Thud!*

Amidst the deafening impacts, sparks flew from Zhen Teng's body, his skin was gashed, and blood began to flow. "What?! The Dao Child is bleeding?! How is this possible? His physical body is his greatest reliance; even if his divine soul were damaged, his sacred body should remain unharmed!" The entire younger and middle generations from the Heavens were utterly dumbfounded!

"I hope you don't disappoint me!" Chu Feng growled. At this moment, he pushed the "Stealing Guidance Breathing Technique" to its absolute limit. His entire body grew increasingly brilliant, his fists appearing capable of smashing through the Heavens themselves. Golden symbols, dense and shimmering, spread from his fists up his arms, then covered his entire upper body!

"Who is weaker, who is stronger, will be decided by my physical body's Imperial Art!" Zhen Teng roared, his body glowing. All his previous wounds instantly healed, and his aura surged by a significant margin. Chu Feng paid no heed. His entire upper body was now fully covered in golden runes, marking the first time he had combined and unleashed various secret techniques to such an extent! His long hair wild, his vital energy surged to the heavens. His fist imprints tore through the sky, and the Ultimate Fist, wielded with overwhelming force, seemed to unleash a true ultimate light, sending Zhen Teng stumbling backward, a trickle of seven-colored true blood escaping his lips.

"Come! Don't disappoint me! Give me a few more moves; let me experience how to cultivate an immortal and indestructible body!" Chu Feng shouted.

The younger and middle generations, both from the Heavens and the myriad realms, were utterly dumbfounded. This Demon Chu had gone completely berserk with combat! He had actually injured the Dao Child of one of the Heavens' most brilliant evolutionary civilizations, and was even coveting his opponent's supreme body-refining secret technique—what a madman! Even some elder figures from the Heavens were stunned, blurting out, "How can a mere native be so incredibly powerful?!"

"Old man 'Earth', if you're not convinced, step down here yourself! I, Chu, will suppress you too!" At this moment, Chu Feng was untamed, even provoking the old figures from the Heavens. This was because he had set his sights on various profound methods from evolutionary civilizations and desired to observe and secretly learn them! He once again forced Dao Child Zhen Teng backward, causing thin trickles of seven-colored true blood to escape the corners of his mouth.

"Above and below the heavens, I crave an opponent!" Chu Feng roared.

At these words, everyone's expressions shifted. This was more than just a challenge to the Heavens; people sensed that he was, in fact, attempting to observe and learn from all the brilliant evolutionary paths. Was he a true madman, or merely a lunatic?!