Translator: CinderTL
Whoosh!
A gentle breeze stirred the azure sky, carrying white clouds across its expanse.
The steam whistle of Niduo Kingdom's Capital drifted into Chen Feng's ears as he slowly opened his eyes in his second-floor embassy room.
Bloodshot eyes, exhaustion.
The severe injuries he had sustained in the Dream Realm had manifested in reality.
Buzz!
Instantly, the Heart of Life activated autonomously, pulsing like a second heart.
Emerald Green light flowed continuously, merging with his blood and entering his mind, gradually repairing his spirit, which felt as if it had been struck by a heavy hammer.
"What's wrong?"
Star Spirit immediately sensed the anomaly, materializing a phantom in the room, her small face etched with confusion and concern.
The coup in Niduo didn't particularly concern her; in her long life, she had witnessed countless similar events.
What truly puzzled her was Chen Feng's sudden weakness.
"Some issues with my cultivation," Chen Feng said, waving his hand in a dismissive gesture, offering a half-truth.
Unexpectedly, Star Spirit didn't press further.
"Is it the World Resonance Method?"
The Star Spirit frowned slightly, mistaking his distress for the aftereffects of climbing the Martial Dao Heavenly Ladder again.
Chen Feng had experienced a similar sudden episode while flying over Niduo that day, his mind assaulted by the Fearless Heart, causing widespread confusion and suspicion.
He nodded lightly, offering no further explanation.
Chen Feng wasn't ready to reveal the truth about the Qinggang City Dream Realm yet.
He already suspected that his dream power might be connected to the Ancient Taiduo Civilization, which could explain why the Star Spirit had chosen to follow him.
However, something had clearly changed.
This power now felt different from what the Star Spirit remembered.
Buzz!
Oblivious to his thoughts, the Star Spirit didn't press further.
A blue magnetic field swept over Chen Feng's body, confirming that his mental trauma was healing rapidly. The worry on her face quickly dissipated.
Chen Feng paid no attention to her scrutiny, focusing instead on activating his Heart of Life talent to its full potential.
Waves of warmth surged through his body, his consciousness feeling as relaxed and comfortable as if soaking in a hot spring.
Gradually, the bloodshot veins in his eyes faded, and the pallor on his face was replaced by a healthy flush.
"Evil God..."
Angel... Chen Feng murmured inwardly. After experiencing the upheaval in the Dream Realm, he clearly sensed the vast gulf between angels and gods—a chasm as deep as the abyss, as distant as heaven and earth.
Moreover...
Heroic Spirit Hall.
His eyes flashed as he recalled the immense power of the Golden Palace—the brilliant golden light that had blocked the crimson lightning and withstood the Evil God's strike.
If this Heroic Spirit Hall, the seed of civilization, truly belonged to Wang Yu, the Spirit Tamer Talent holder...
Then what realm had Wang Yu later attained?
King of Angels?
Or perhaps... a being on par with the Evil God?
Astonishing speculations flooded his mind as Chen Feng slowly walked to the window.
The rebellion in the royal capital had been quelled, and the streets outside were gradually regaining their vitality.
Vehicles passed by, and figures moved to and fro.
Watching the fully armed Red Nation soldiers and elite warriors patrolling outside the embassy, he finally suppressed his lingering thoughts.
Rely on yourself, not others.
Regardless of Wang Yu's current strength or whether he was even still alive, it wouldn't diminish Chen Feng's determination to become the King of the World and confront the Evil God head-on.
In that instant, a thought flashed through his mind.
Chen Feng gazed at the Light Orb collected by the interface, silently uttering two words:
"Enhance."
Buzz!
[ Thunderclap Art: Thunder Light—Minor Mastery (78% → 96%)+ ]
[ Extreme Martial Fist: Polaris—Minor Mastery (56% → 68%)+ ]
[ Limit Breaking Orbs: 2360 ]
[ Golden Day: 18 ]
"Almost there."
With the Thunderclap Art nearing breakthrough, Chen Feng didn't hesitate to expend some of his Limit Breaking Orbs.
A full eight hundred orbs vanished in an instant.
Boom!
Like a thunderclap from a clear sky, a blue lightning bolt erupted in Chen Feng's mind.
An endless stream of insights flooded his consciousness, revealing the profound mysteries of the Thunderclap Art.
In that instant, the interface materialized, displaying a cascade of data before his eyes.
[ Thunderclap Art: Thunder Light—Major Mastery (1%)+ ]
[ Strength: 123 → 124 ]
[ Constitution: 135 → 136 ]
[ Willpower: 123 → 125 ]
While the four core attributes seemed to have only slightly increased, the real breakthrough lay elsewhere.
[ Agility: 116 → 118.1118.2118.3 ]
His gaze fixed on this metric, Chen Feng clearly sensed his physical body undergoing a profound transformation.
Threads of Force coursed through his body, continuously stimulating every organ and acupoint according to the Thunderous Roar technique.
Faint blue lightning flickered intermittently, as if imbuing his body with new capabilities.
Chen Feng could sense it: his strength, especially his explosive speed, was steadily increasing.
In other words, his current breakthrough was a process that required waiting for the acupoints to be fully stimulated.
"It seems I'll need some energy-replenishing supplements," Chen Feng realized, drawing on his countless past experiences.
Secret medicines rich in Essence and high-energy Life Elixirs, once consumed, could nourish his Physical Body, replenish his Essence and Force, and accelerate this transformation.
Lost in thought, he closed the interface.
Calculating the time, he estimated that the martial arts support and resource rewards Red City had promised should be en route.
For now, he amplified his Perception, bypassing the embassy and the vehicles and figures outside.
Chen Feng focused his mind on the distant military restricted zone, observing the Void Black Spot that resembled a cancerous growth in space.
Several half-meter-long fissures radiated outward like blooming petals, the deep black spot at their center chillingly reminiscent of an Abyss.
Surrounding monitoring devices remained fully operational around the clock, showing no signs of slackening. Further out, the stationed forces of various nations stood ready, their missile systems armed and their vigilance unwavering.
"No anomalies detected."
As Chen Feng's Perception swept over the area, he detected no changes in the Black Tide Anchor Point.
His gaze shifted to the surrounding garrison, where he spotted the Legendary Flying General sent by Red City to command the defense.
Zhou Heng, a burly middle-aged man, was a core member of the Military's high command.
The two had exchanged brief greetings the previous day.
"This Black Tide Anchor Point is remarkably stable," the Star Spirit said, drifting to his side. "The Spatial Crystal Wall remains largely intact, providing significant resistance to chaotic power."
"Moreover, with a new Legendary-grade commander stationed here, capable of countering angel clones, a large-scale Black Tide outbreak is unlikely in the short term."
Sensing his gaze, the Star Spirit had swiftly infiltrated the garrison's surveillance systems and cross-referenced the data with her database to provide a more precise assessment.
While Black Tide Anchor Points were terrifying, representing chaos's foothold in the star realm, the Spatial Crystal Wall served as the star realm's natural defense mechanism—a barrier against such incursions.
Chen Feng nodded thoughtfully. Even if chaotic entities sought to exploit any vulnerabilities, they had already missed their best opportunity.
Huff!
He exhaled a long, turbid breath.
Chen Feng realized his plan to defeat the Black Tide here and clear the Fearless Heart challenge was likely to be temporarily shelved.
With this thought, he averted his gaze.
Perhaps he shouldn't linger here any longer.
Buzz!
Half an hour later, the air vibrated as a silver-gray aircraft descended slowly, its hatch opening on the embassy's plaza.
"Let's go, Brother Chen. I'll see you off."
The familiar Han Chao reappeared, dressed in casual attire, his square face beaming with a smile.
Chen Feng wasn't surprised by his arrival. Two days had passed since the Niduo incident, and the Luoyue secret realm had inevitably been affected.
"Thank you for your trouble," Chen Feng said with a nod, glancing back at his group.
Lin Hao and the others had already packed their belongings, having been informed of his plan to return to Nanjiang.
With everyone assembled, Chen Feng was about to step forward when—
"Mr. Chen, please wait!"
The fluent Red Nation Language rang through the communicator.
The group paused, turning toward the embassy gates.
A convoy of Royal Family vehicles sped toward them, seemingly to bid farewell.
Chen Feng's eyes narrowed as he recognized the occupants of the lead car.
The black convoy halted at the gate, quickly coordinating with the patrolling soldiers.
The fully armed royal guard stepped out of the vehicles, their leather boots clicking on the pavement as they escorted Princess Eleanor forward.
"Mr. Chen, I heard you're leaving."
Eleanor had regained her usual composure, dressed in a long robe embroidered with golden patterns, symbolizing her status as the leader of the Royal Family.
Her voice carried a complex mix of gratitude and regret as she said sincerely, "I've been occupied with handling the aftermath of the incident these past two days and haven't had a chance to visit you."
"I'm deeply grateful for your assistance and would have liked to persuade you to stay longer, but I know you've always been resolute in your decisions."
Their eyes met, and the communicator automatically translated her words into Red Nation Language.
Eleanor didn't press Chen Feng to stay. She understood that few in the world could change the mind of a Legendary-grade powerhouse.
Her gaze lingered with gratitude and admiration.
Finally, Eleanor gestured, and the respectful security personnel behind her immediately produced three prepared briefcases.
"This is a token of appreciation from me personally and all members of the Royal Family," she said earnestly. "Please accept it, Mr. Chen."
As the supreme leader of Niduo Country, Eleanor held an exalted position, yet she spoke with extraordinary deference.
Lin Hao and the others looked on with envy, yet they knew this honor rightfully belonged to Chen Feng.
For a moment, the atmosphere fell into a brief silence.
Under the collective gaze of the crowd, Chen Feng used his Perception to examine the contents of the three suitcases.
Six Advanced Life Elixirs.
A prestigious black card from the Niduo Royal Bank.
The former was expected.
The latter, however, came as a surprise.
Lin Hao had once mentioned that such black cards were reserved exclusively for core members of the Royal Family, allowing them to make unlimited purchases at the Royal Family's expense.
More importantly, this royal black card represented a form of authority.
Within Niduo's borders or in areas controlled by the Niduo Royal Family in other countries, the card granted temporary supreme authority.
This included the power to mobilize armed forces, gather intelligence, and negotiate with embassies.
"Thoughtful of you," Chen Feng murmured, nodding slightly as he accepted the gesture.
Though the Advanced Life Elixirs had diminished effectiveness for him, having them was better than nothing.
And the black card might prove useful in the future.
Seeing his acceptance, Eleanor breathed a sigh of relief.
She clapped her hands, signaling General Walker to step forward and open a small golden box.
Inside the box lay a medal, engraved with a golden crown—the unmistakable emblem of the Niduo Royal Family.
"This Supreme Knight's Medal of Honor is a unanimous decision by the entire Royal Family," Princess Eleanor declared earnestly, her delicate features softening into a grateful smile. "You not only saved me, but you also saved Niduo."
"We wish for all of Niduo to forever remember this act and cherish your benevolence."
Her words hung in the air, leaving even seasoned military generals like Han Chao stunned.
Every gaze fixed on the Supreme Knight Medal, its profound significance clear to all.
Throughout Niduo's history, only two such medals had ever been awarded.
Both recipients were the highest-ranking military commanders of their time, their deeds so monumental they were hailed as saviors of the nation.
Now, Chen Feng was not only the third recipient but also the only foreigner to ever receive this honor.
"Please, do not refuse," Eleanor pleaded earnestly. Chen Feng noticed the awe and envy in General Walker's eyes.
Though largely symbolic, the medal conferred a noble title, adding another layer of prestige to its holder.
To a certain extent, this moment would be an indelible mark on Niduo's history, destined to be forever recorded in its annals.
Beyond that...
Chen Feng cast a deep glance at Eleanor, immediately grasping her intentions.
The Niduo Royal Family faced unique circumstances, with the federation's watchful eyes upon them. By accepting this honor, he would indirectly provide them with protection.
In response...
"Very well," Chen Feng said with a calm nod, accepting the Supreme Knight Medal.
He harbored no fear of the so-called federation, nor did he worry about potential retaliation. Whether he possessed this medal or not, he had already intervened in the coup, leaving behind consequences.
Without further delay, Chen Feng turned and strode into the Red Kingdom Military aircraft.
Lin Hao's security personnel promptly took his briefcase and followed him inside.
Hiss! Click!
The hatch sealed shut, and the aircraft's thrusters roared to life, unleashing a wave of heat.
Eleanor and General Walker stood rooted to the spot, while the assembled guards and security personnel tilted their heads to watch the aircraft ascend.
Countless gazes followed its departure, the same expression mirrored across the faces of foreign military personnel stationed throughout the royal capital.
"That medal..."
Inside the aircraft, Han Chao's expression was complex, his words hanging unsaid. As a friend, he didn't want Chen Feng to become too deeply entangled in this turmoil.
"It doesn't matter," Chen Feng said calmly, guessing Han Chao's thoughts as he stood by the window, looking down at the shrinking Niduo Kingdom's Capital.
"It's just a matter of whose fist is stronger."
"Perfect. I was getting a little restless."
His words landed with quiet force, sending a jolt through everyone's hearts.
Han Chao snapped out of his reverie, finally realizing that Chen Feng had already surpassed the realm of ordinary Legendary-grade warriors.
Even across the Red Nation or the Platinum Federation, few could withstand his direct assault, save perhaps those beneath the Divine Generals.
"I was overthinking things," Han Chao muttered, shaking his head with a wry smile. Lin Hao, meanwhile, grinned and asked to hold Chen Feng's medal, admiring it with envy before falling silent.
The aircraft climbed higher, the cloud layer drawing closer.
With a final burst of propulsion, it transformed into a streak of rainbow light, vanishing into the horizon.
"A Martial Dao Legend..."
The garrison forces from various nations stationed in the royal capital watched with complex expressions.
The Platinum Federation's Military secretly breathed a sigh of relief, wiping away cold sweat but refraining from openly celebrating their relief.
The representatives from smaller nations, however, gazed with envy and longing, fantasizing about one day possessing similar individual power.
"Martial arts can surpass even Flying Generals and achieve Legendary status?"
"Perhaps our nation should invest more heavily in promoting martial arts?"
"This might be the only way to break through the technological blockade."
Similar thoughts arose in the minds of many, including Eleanor, who stood frozen in place, her expression dazed.
If Uncle Wang hadn't fallen, would Niduo Country have had a chance to produce such a being in the future?
A Martial Dao Legend who could break through the technological blockade, rival cybernetic enhancements, and truly protect the nation?
The thought flashed through her mind, her eyes flickering.
Finally, she slowly withdrew her gaze and looked around.
The royal guard remained loyal, but the lingering awe in their eyes was unmistakable.
With a sigh, she knew.
No matter what contributions Uncle Wang had made in the past, no matter how much he had sacrificed for the Royal Family and Niduo.
"From this day forward..."
"Those deeds must be erased."
(End of the Chapter)
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