Translator: CinderTL
Buzz!!
That day, within the Flame Tiger Sect's courtyard.
Water suddenly materialized from nothingness, flowing left and right until it coalesced into the shape of a gate.
Chen Feng narrowed his eyes, focusing his will.
A vortex of blue, like a vast ocean, condensed within the gate. It seemed to be formed from a fusion of immense attraction and repulsion, ready to unleash its power and summon a mighty tide at any moment.
After a brief test, Chen Feng had a better understanding.
"I can summon the Ocean Tide normally."
Relieved, he immediately contacted Gata through the Soul Flame.
In an instant, his expression hardened.
Ghostly blue tentacles appeared within the vortex, but Chen Feng clearly felt his stamina draining rapidly—far more quickly than in the World of the Dead.
In just a few breaths, he had lost a tenth of his stamina.
As his thoughts faded, he immediately stopped activating his talent.
The gate and vortex vanished together, and Gata's confused voice echoed through their Soul Flame connection.
"Huff!"
"It seems interdimensional transport of living beings is far more taxing than I anticipated."
Exhaling a turbid breath, Chen Feng shook his head.
It wasn't that he couldn't teleport Gata; it was simply an incredibly taxing process.
As a Pseudo-Angel, his stamina was superhuman, and his recovery was phenomenal. Even after days of intense combat, fatigue rarely set in.
But teleporting Gata would likely drain a significant portion of his power.
"So, the Ocean Tide and teleporting living beings are indeed two different matters."
"The former's stamina consumption is comparable to that of the Dead Crow Secret Realm, easily manageable. But the latter..."
His eyes flickered as Chen Feng pondered for a moment. Ultimately, he abandoned the idea of teleporting creatures from other worlds to Earth for the time being.
Summoning even a Saint-level being was already so strenuous. It would be far more efficient to handle things himself.
However...
Considering the Holy Shield Colossus could now exist independently without draining his stamina, he realized the Ocean Gate would undoubtedly grow stronger as he did.
In the future, he might be able to summon an army of cross-dimensional creatures with minimal effort.
With that thought, he pushed the matter aside.
He opened the door, ready to issue some instructions.
But...
"Hmm?"
A sudden shift in his Perception alerted him to a faint disturbance.
His eyes narrowed, and he leaped onto the rooftop of the attic.
Looking up, one could see a strange distortion near the Gray-Black High Wall at the edge of the horizon.
It resembled light refraction caused by intense heat, yet the periphery of Perception registered faint, intangible vibrations.
Then—
Buzz!!
An even more violent disturbance erupted, causing the entire Nanjiang Suburbs to tremble momentarily.
The Flame Tiger Sect disciples on the Martial Arts Arena froze in surprise. Yang Wudi and Celine's eyes flickered as they finally noticed the commotion. They climbed onto the roof to observe the distant scene.
The Gray-Black High Wall, which stood like a giant, should have been perfectly still. Yet, visible ripples appeared in the void around it.
A deafening roar erupted, sending a terrifying shockwave soaring into the sky, scattering the cloud layer above.
"It's a spatial fluctuation," Chen Feng murmured, quickly recognizing the unusual phenomenon.
When an Energy Node's leap reaches a certain threshold, it forms a temporary spatial gate.
This creates a massive impact within a specific radius, which is why the High Wall was built to mitigate the damage.
Chu Shihong had explained this during a previous meeting.
Buzz buzz!
Suddenly, his phone vibrated.
He received notifications from both the Federation and the Military, confirming his suspicions.
The spatial fluctuations visible in the distance persisted for several minutes, causing the Flaming Tiger Mountain Gate to tremble slightly, as if the earth beneath their feet was shaking.
An aircraft appeared to ascend from the High Wall, followed by a Force Field Barrier that formed a blue curtain, enveloping the open sky above the wall.
"It seems they deliberately deactivated the high-altitude Force Field protection earlier to mitigate the impact."
"With the temporary gate now formed, the migration of the Radiant Light Secret Realm should be nearing its completion."
Buzz!
At the same moment, within a building in Nanjiang City, a black mirror suspended in mid-air reflected the scene at the High Wall.
The mirror's surface was pitch-black, etched with several unique patterns. A faint mist of black fog drifted across its surface, casting an invisible shadow over the image of the High Wall.
"It has begun," the black-robed man said coldly, standing before the mirror. Sunlight streamed through the window, stretching his shadow into a long, distorted shape.
"The temporary gate has appeared. The spatial crystal walls within Nanjiang City will enter a semi-open state."
"This is our best opportunity."
As he spoke, he turned to the other person in the room: a handsome man wearing a wide-brimmed hat and a black trench coat.
His skin was abnormally pale, and his crimson eyes gave him an eerie aura.
"Please... don't kill me..."
At his feet lay a corpse, utterly desiccated. Its eye sockets were deeply sunken, as if all blood and moisture had been drained, leaving only a stiff, frozen smile to hint at its final moments.
The remaining black-haired woman was terrified by this scene. Her hair disheveled, she knelt repeatedly, begging for mercy, but ultimately failed to escape the Demon's clutches.
Pffft!
A pair of sharp, slender fangs pierced her neck.
Though the Wide-Brimmed Hat Batfolk had sunk its teeth into her throat, her pain and terror gradually faded, replaced by a smile of blissful obsession.
Thud!
The shriveled corpse collapsed to the ground. The Wide-Brimmed Hat Batfolk bared two long, white fangs.
Specks of blood quickly vanished, and the fangs reverted to their normal shape.
"You really aren't picky, are you?" the Black-Robed Blade sneered. "You'd stoop to consuming the life essence of such common fare."
The Wide-Brimmed Hat Batfolk male glanced at him.
"The ritual is imminent. As long as we establish an anchor point to allow My Lord's power to descend, we shall receive His blessing and ascend to the rank of Pseudo-Angel."
"Before that, what harm is there in one last moment of remembrance for humanity's weakness and misery?"
Hearing this, Black-Robed Blade let out a cold laugh, but didn't argue.
"It doesn't matter what you want to do."
"But what about the sacrifices needed for this ritual? Have you prepared them?"
Without answering, the Wide-Brimmed Hat Batfolk simply waved his hand.
Puff! Puff!
Two Black Bats flew in from the window and landed, swelling rapidly.
Like inflated balloons, their forms shifted visibly until they transformed into a refined woman in a white lab coat.
Buzz!!
The invisible spatial fluctuations slowly dissipated.
Chen Feng's gaze flickered. He knew the temporary gate must have already been secured within the High Wall.
Curious, he thought not only of the Radiant Light Secret Realm.
"Through the temporary gate, one can cross dimensions to enter a Secret Realm."
"But the Inverted Pyramid... it's still sealed, isn't it? Not yet open?"
Thinking of the Inverted Pyramid he had once explored, Chen Feng glanced at his interface.
[Fragment of Divinity: 2]
Two fragments were far from enough. He hoped to revive the angels in the Heroic Spirit Hall soon.
As the thought crossed his mind, several ideas sparked in his mind.
Just then.
"Hmm?"
His Perception suddenly detected a subtle sense of being watched.
He frowned slightly, scanning his surroundings.
Yang Wudi and the others were gradually regaining their senses, but it was clear the anomaly didn't originate from them.
Nearby, Iphia, who had been severely injured earlier, remained unconscious in the courtyard house, still unawakened.
In an instant, his Perception expanded, sweeping through every corner near the Flame Tiger Mountain Gate like a biological radar.
His gaze turned cold, and Chen Feng vanished from his spot.
Whoosh!
Seconds later, the sound of air tearing through the sky echoed.
He arrived at the Martial Arts Arena on the Back Mountain.
The gray stone bricks had been fully repaired, and all traces of the damage from the Dharma Transmission Assembly and his battle with Blade had vanished.
No other figures were present, but...
Looking toward the cliffside cloud sea, he noticed a specially designed drone had appeared at some point.
Only a few centimeters in size, it was entirely silver-gray and shaped like a disc.
A humming sound emanated from it, accompanied by faint blue light that rippled outward, dissolving into the air.
"As expected of the strongest Martial Artist."
"You detected me even before I activated my biological fluctuations."
A smiling voice emerged from the drone. Chen Feng narrowed his eyes, recognizing it was being controlled by someone.
"Let me introduce myself."
"I am Ouna Roth."
Her clear voice carried a hint of reserve, with no intention of concealing her identity.
A blue holographic screen even projected from the drone, revealing a translucent half-human figure suspended in mid-air. She had long, wavy brown hair and skin as white as snow.
Appearing to be in her early twenties, her azure eyes met Chen Feng's gaze unflinchingly. Her white gown shimmered like crystal, reflecting the light with dazzling brilliance.
"A member of the Roth Family?"
Chen Feng's eyes narrowed as he instantly recognized her identity.
"That's right."
Ouna nodded in confirmation. Though her expression seemed calm, the proud tilt of her swan-like neck betrayed her true feelings.
Roth.
One of the most prestigious surnames in the Platinum Federation, belonging to a super-consortium that reigned supreme over the Western Continent.
"You are the first Martial Artist to withstand the attacks of a Peak Flying General. I find you quite intriguing."
"I wonder... would you be interested in collaborating with the Roth Family?"
Chen Feng frowned.
He hadn't forgotten the ruthless attacks he'd endured at the Dharma Transmission Assembly from Blade and another Peak Flying General.
If it had been any other Pinnacle Realm Martial Artist, even Yang Wudi would likely have been severely wounded or killed.
All of this was because the Roth Family had used him as bait to assassinate Chairman Li Yun.
"Hehe, it seems you're still holding a grudge over what happened before."
Ouna smiled faintly, as if she had guessed Chen Feng's thoughts. Her voice was reserved as she advanced instead of retreating. "Jin Wei and Onit may be ordinary, but they were both War Generals trained by us in Utopia. And then there's Blade and Gell..."
"One received our support and cooperation, while the other was a top-tier cyborg cultivated by our Consortium."
She looked at Chen Feng, dressed entirely in black, as if assessing the value of merchandise. "By killing them all, you've caused us multiple losses and completely destroyed our prestige."
"In fact, it should be the Roth Family who should be remembering you."
She spoke with restrained pride, then suddenly smiled.
"However, if you're willing to cooperate with us, we can wipe the slate clean and forget all past grievances. We won't hold anything against you."
"We might even offer additional compensation."
"Don't you think this is a very advantageous deal?"
(End of the Chapter)
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