Cultivation starts from simplifying the exercises

Chapter 2155 Violent Breakthrough

In the air opposite the solitary peak, dozens of figures were now suspended in mid-air.

These people included men and women, young and old; some wore flowing Taoist robes and exuded an air of otherworldly grace, while others wore feathered robes and star-studded crowns, appearing mysterious and unpredictable…

Their attire and demeanor varied, but without exception, they all exuded a vast and powerful aura. Like high-ranking deities, they coldly looked down upon Chen Fei atop the solitary peak, their gazes filled with scrutiny, disgust, and undisguised killing intent.

"Secretly cultivating demonic arts?"

Chen Fei frowned slightly, instantly realizing his identity in this new illusion: a disciple whose secret of cultivating demonic techniques had been discovered and was being judged.

This is remarkably similar to the previous illusion where I was being chased by the dynasty's army; both are desperate situations.

Moreover, judging from the aura emanating from these people, each of these dozens of individuals possessed a level of pressure equivalent to the Sun and Moon Realm, which was still an overwhelming gap compared to his current strength, which had only recovered to the early stage of the Mountain and Sea Realm.

The difference between the sun and moon and mountains and seas is an essential chasm. Under normal circumstances, a cultivator at the Sun and Moon Realm can kill dozens or even hundreds of cultivators at the Mountain and Sea Realm in the blink of an eye.

"Do you know your crime!"

Among the dozens of figures, an old Taoist priest wearing a crimson robe and with a face as red as a jujube was the most violent. When he saw Chen Fei look up, his eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he shouted sharply.

Then he raised his right hand, extended his finger, and pointed it at the solitary peak where Chen Fei was located.

"Buzz!"

The fire elemental energy between heaven and earth instantly boiled and surged, with endless crimson spiritual light frantically converging around the old Taoist's fingertip.

In the blink of an eye, a crimson spark, more than ten feet in diameter and burning with raging flames, appeared out of thin air high above the solitary peak.

Before the fiery meteor even arrived, the terrifying heat wave that could scorch the heavens and boil the seas had already enveloped and sealed off the entire solitary peak like an invisible cage, making the surrounding air as hot as if one were in a furnace.

Chen Fei's expression remained completely unchanged.

He didn't even immediately adopt a dodging or defensive stance; he simply stood there quietly, his moon-white robe fluttering in the raging hot wind.

His mind had already swept across the entire world the instant he looked up and saw the enemy approaching.

According to the understanding of normal cultivators, when faced with so many Sun and Moon Realm cultivators, those in the Mountain and Sea Realm have no other way to survive but to close their eyes and wait for death; even escaping is a luxury.

The difference in realm brought about an all-round crushing defeat in speed, perception, and control over the primordial energy of heaven and earth.

This illusion is indeed interconnected, with each level more perilous than the last. It ranges from the desperate battlegrounds of mortal warfare to the deadly traps of the cultivation world.

However, the corners of Chen Fei's mouth twitched slightly upwards.

Chen Fei calmly met the approaching fiery mountain range, which seemed poised to reduce the entire solitary peak, along with him, to ashes, and behind the mountain range, the group of lofty righteous figures.

The short stick in his hand seemed to sense the quietly rising intent in its master's heart, and emitted a clear and long tremor. A clear light flowed on the short stick, and mysterious runes were faintly visible.

Just as the terrifying fiery mountain was about to crash down on the lone peak and completely engulf Chen Fei.

"do not want!"

A shrill, desperate cry suddenly rang out from not far away.

The void rippled like water, and a slender, graceful figure in a light blue flowing dress seemed to break through some invisible barrier and suddenly appeared. It was Cao Feiyu.

At this moment, she possessed a completely different demeanor from the princess in the previous illusion.

Her hair was styled in a high bun, with a jade hairpin inserted at an angle. Her temperament was aloof and otherworldly, like a fairy from the moon palace. She was exactly the Cao Shijie that Chen Fei knew.

But at this moment, her beautiful face was covered with tears, and her eyes were filled with endless sorrow and a resolute determination.

She appeared as if she had just broken free from some kind of restraint, her appearance extremely abrupt, even somewhat unsteady. But from the moment she appeared, her gaze was locked on Chen Fei's face.

Then, under everyone's watchful eyes, Cao Feiyu disregarded everything and opened her arms wide, like a moth drawn to a flame, rushing headlong into the terrifying fireball that was crashing down with the force of Mount Tai.

She was actually going to use her frail body to shield Chen Fei from this fatal blow.

"Chen Fei... run..."

Cao Feiyu's image echoed in Chen Fei's ears. Tears blurred her vision, but she did not hesitate at all as she rushed towards Huo Liuxing.

Cao Feiyu's sudden action caused a momentary commotion and astonishment among the dozens of righteous experts in mid-air.

"Nephew Cao, what are you doing? Come back here!" The red-robed old Taoist who was the first to attack clearly recognized Cao Feiyu. Upon seeing this, his expression changed drastically, and he shouted sharply.

He instinctively wanted to activate a spell to control the fire meteor and deflect it to avoid accidentally injuring Cao Feiyu.

"This woman has a close relationship with him, yet she dares to use herself as a shield to help Chen Fei escape. Her heart is despicable. To collude with the demonic path is to willingly fall into depravity and be guilty of the same sins as the demon. Since she is willing to die for this demon, then let her have her way!"

A cold, indifferent voice rang out, belonging to an old man dressed in a black Taoist robe. He glanced coldly at Cao Feiyu, who was rushing towards the fire meteor, then looked at Chen Fei, who stood on the lonely peak with his sword, and a mocking smile appeared on his lips.

Before he could finish speaking, the old man in the black robe ignored the angry glare of the old man in the red robe, waved his sleeve, and a pure and cold stream of profound energy struck first, instantly entering the old man in the red robe's still-developing fire control technique.

Not only did it not weaken the power of the fire meteor, but it was like adding fuel to the fire, stimulating the fiery mountain to blaze brighter, and its speed and power as it fell suddenly increased by three points.

The blazing white flames were almost turning into pure gold, and the terrifying heat caused subtle distortions in space itself.

“Xuan Yin, you…”

The red-robed old Taoist was both shocked and furious. He hadn't expected that the Xuan Yin Old Monster would be so ruthless and decisive, disregarding the lives of his fellow disciples. But at this moment, Huo Liuxing had been stirred up by the Xuan Yin Old Monster's chilling magic power, becoming even more violent, and even he was finding it difficult to fully control him.

The old monster Xuan Yin remained expressionless, his voice still icy: "To slay demons and eliminate evil, one must use swift and decisive methods, leaving no room for sentimentality. Since this woman has fallen into demonic possession, she is no longer a member of my sect, and her death is not a pity."

His words, which implied he was slaying demons and monsters, immediately silenced the others who had initially hesitated.

The old Taoist priest in red robes turned red and white in turns. He opened his mouth, but in the end, he angrily flicked his sleeves, turned his head away, and stopped trying to control the fire meteor.

Clearly, he chose loyalty over camaraderie.

The fiery meteor, unimpeded, carrying the terrifying power to incinerate the eight wastelands and the sinister chill aura added by the Xuan Yin Old Monster, crashed down towards the peak of the solitary mountain, towards Cao Feiyu who was blocking Chen Fei, and Chen Fei behind Cao Feiyu.

Just as Cao Feiyu closed her eyes to await death, just as the Xuan Yin Old Monster's lips curled into a cold smile, and just as the other righteous experts watched indifferently, Chen Fei made a move.

Chen Fei simply lifted his right foot slightly and stepped down seemingly casually.

"Buzz!"

It wasn't a loud bang, but rather a humming sound that seemed to act directly on the space itself. Centered on the spot where Chen Fei's right foot landed, concentric circles of pale silver ripples, like waves on water, spread out instantly.

The next instant, Chen Fei's figure vanished from the spot as if into thin air.

It wasn't a teleportation technique, but it was incredibly fast, so fast that it left a clear afterimage in everyone's perception and sight. Chen Fei's true body had already crossed the distance, arriving before Cao Feiyu.

All of this happened in the blink of an eye. Cao Feiyu only felt a gentle force push her back a few feet, and then a towering figure stood in front of her.

Chen Fei did not turn around to look at Cao Feiyu; his gaze was calmly fixed on the Flaming Mountains that were now almost within reach.

The short stick in his hand had been raised at some point, pointing diagonally at the core of the crimson-gold flame.

"Clang!"

A sword cry as clear as a dragon's roar echoed through the heavens, suddenly bursting forth from the short staff. Its clear radiance surged instantly, as if a slumbering ancient divine weapon had awakened.

Countless intricate and profound runes lit up from the short stick, flowing endlessly, and a sharp sword intent that seemed capable of cutting through heaven and earth soared into the sky.

Chen Fei's arm holding the staff was as steady as a rock. He did not use any sword techniques, but simply extended his arm forward and thrust out the staff.

Where the tip of the staff pointed, a dark crack silently appeared in the void, as if even light was being swallowed up.

The next instant, the tip of the staff collided with the core of the fiery mountain.

There was no earth-shattering explosion as expected, no dazzling flames of energy clash, only a sound like a bubble being punctured.

Then, under everyone's incredulous gaze, the crimson-gold fiery mountain, which contained the power to burn mountains and boil seas, was easily pierced through.

The raging flames vanished silently, the dazzling white core of the fire instantly dimming and dissipating. The entire massive fiery mountain let out a low groan, then began to crumble from within, turning into countless scattered crimson specks of light.

The short stick in Chen Fei's hand, after piercing the fire meteor, showed no signs of weakening. The terrifying sword intent that could cut through everything transformed into a fine, pale silver line that was condensed to the extreme. It traveled upstream at a speed that surpassed the speed of thought, directly slashing at the fire meteor's body.

"what?"

"To break Fellow Daoist Crimson Flame's Pure Yang True Fire in one move?"

In mid-air, gasps of surprise rang out instantly, and the composure and indifference on the faces of the dozens of righteous masters who were originally high and mighty vanished.

Especially the old Taoist priest in red robes, True Man Chi Yan, who made the move, his face was full of astonishment, and then a sense of fear spread through his soul.

Because, at the instant the fiery mountain collapsed, an extremely sharp and terrifying sword intent, following the connection of the primordial energy in the dark, ignored the spatial distance and instantly invaded his body.

"puff!"

As if struck by a heavy blow, True Man Crimson Flame trembled violently, his face instantly turning from crimson to deathly pale, and he spat out a mouthful of hot blood with golden specks of light.

The powerful flames around him flickered erratically, and his aura visibly weakened.

"Ugh!"

Crimson Flame True Man let out a painful and unwilling roar, his body involuntarily flying backward, leaving a long trail of blood in the air, and crashing heavily into a mountain peak several miles away, filling the air with dust.

The entire area around the solitary peak was deathly silent. The only sounds were the howling wind and the crashing of rocks as the Crimson Flame Immortal slammed against the mountainside.

All the righteous masters stared intently at the moon-white figure atop the solitary peak, the one who defied the odds.

Chen Fei slowly retracted the short stick he had thrust out, not looking at the Crimson Flame True Man who had been severely injured by his attack and whose life or death was unknown, nor at the group of righteous experts in the air who were filled with surprise and uncertainty.

He slightly raised his head, his gaze passing over the group of experts in the sky and looking towards the churning sea of ​​clouds in the sky.

After a brief silence, the dozens of righteous experts in the air finally recovered from their shock. Their gazes toward Chen Fei were no longer filled with the contempt and indifference they had shown before; instead, they were filled with apprehension and confusion.

"This demon is vicious and wicked. Fellow Daoists, this fiend must be hiding his cultivation level or possessing a demonic treasure. We must not underestimate him any longer. We should unite our efforts, form an array, and slay the demon."

Xuan Yin Old Monster was the first to react, shouting loudly. His voice was like the wailing of a night owl, piercing and unpleasant, but it also woke up the others.

“Fellow Daoist Xuanyin is absolutely right. This demon is treacherous. If we fight it alone, it will likely escape. Let's form a formation!”

"Yes, form an array! Use the power of the array to prevent it from escaping!"

"Set up the Xuan Tian Demon Subduing Formation!"

None of these righteous experts dared to be presumptuous and step forward alone. Almost the instant the Xuan Yin Old Monster finished speaking, the remaining people quickly sprang into action, their figures flashing as they took their positions according to some mysterious orientation, subtly surrounding Chen Fei atop the solitary peak.

Streams of powerful spiritual light of various colors shot up from their bodies, intertwining and connecting in the sky, and the outline of a massive array quickly took shape.

Faced with the combined attack of these dozens of experts, Chen Fei simply took a step forward.

This step seemed to have landed on some strange rhythmic node, causing the entire massive array that was about to take shape to tremble slightly.

Then, under the astonished and uncertain gazes of everyone, Chen Fei slowly raised the short stick in his hand.

There was no earth-shattering burst of power, no surge of energy that stirred up a hundred miles around, and Chen Fei didn't even pour much energy into the short stick.

But, the instant he raised his staff, a deep, resonant sword cry suddenly echoed throughout the entire world.

The sword's cry did not originate from the short staff in Chen Fei's hand, but from the void itself, from every corner of this world, from every wisp of primordial energy, and even from the weapons in the hands of every cultivator present.

The next moment, the sky and earth within a radius of a hundred miles centered on the solitary peak where Chen Fei stood suddenly darkened.

It wasn't that the light disappeared, but rather that countless pale silver sword energies, sharp enough to send shivers down one's spine, appeared out of thin air. Dense and endless, they were like billions of stars suddenly illuminating the night sky.

Sword array!

This sword formation is not absolutely dominated by Chen Fei's own Yuan Power. Its foundation is rooted in the rules of this world and in the illusionary flaws that Chen Fei's spiritual sense has captured.

Chen Fei's Yuan Power was more like a trigger, a hub, activating the laws that already existed in this world, or rather, the manifestation of concepts such as sharpness, destruction, and order within the rules of the illusion.

Although the absolute power of each sword qi in this massive sword formation, when perceived, is only at the Mountain and Sea Realm level, it matches the cultivation level that Chen Fei is currently displaying.

But that sharp intent that seemed capable of severing everything tangible and intangible, that cold, lifeless, and destructive killing intent, made all the righteous masters trapped in the sword formation feel a chill from the depths of their souls.

Although the power level of this sword formation was only at the Mountain and Sea Realm, the intent and momentum it exuded completely surpassed the level they could understand.

Even more terrifying was that Chen Fei, standing in the center of the sword formation, maintained a steady and long aura, as if supporting this terrifying sword formation that covered a hundred miles was of negligible cost to him.

The power within him, set against the backdrop of this sword formation, gave one the illusion of being unfathomable and inexhaustible.

"What...what kind of sword formation is this?"

"Demon, who...who are you?!"

Shocked and incredulous voices of doubt once again came from the group of righteous masters, but this time, their voices were filled with trembling and panic.

The Xuan Tian Subduing Demon Formation they had jointly set up appeared so small and fragile in the face of this pale silver sword formation that covered a hundred miles, like a firefly compared to the bright moon.

Chen Fei didn't speak, but simply pointed the short stick in his hand forward lightly.

"Buzz!"

The Hundred-Mile Sword Formation, with its billions of sword energies, trembled in unison, its sword tips slightly adjusted, locking onto the dozens of figures in the air.

The terrifying killing intent, like a tangible cold wave, instantly froze the entire sky.

Cao Feiyu stood there blankly, her light blue flowing dress swaying gently in the breeze stirred up by the sword formation, like a lotus leaf ruffled in the wind.

She stared blankly at the tall, pine-like figure in the moonlight, at the pale silver sword array that seemed to cut the entire sky into countless fragments, her mind a complete blank.

This... this is something Chen Fei used?

Such aura, such power, such understanding and control of the way of the sword...

Even the supreme elders within the sects she knew were probably far inferior. No, they were on completely different levels. The intent contained within this sword formation had transcended the realm of ordinary sword techniques, pointing directly to some kind of origin.

"Let's do it!"

"Slay this demon!"

"We can't let his sword formation fully unfold!"

Faced with this bizarre, unpredictable, and terrifying sword formation, the dozens of people knew that only by joining forces could they have a chance of survival.

In an instant, within a radius of a hundred miles enveloped by the sword formation, light flashed and spiritual energy surged.

A chaotic surge of energy of various attributes mixed together, forming a destructive torrent that rushed toward Chen Fei in the center of the sword formation and the pale silver sword formation that covered a hundred miles.

The isolated peak below had already been cracked open by the aftershocks of the dissipated energy, creating countless bottomless ravines, with boulders rolling down and dust filling the sky.

"Clang!"

The massive, pale silver sword array, covering an area of ​​a hundred miles, emitted a sharp, resounding boom from its countless suspended sword energies. Like the voice of the heavens, it echoed throughout the universe.

In the next instant, billions of transparent sword threads collided violently with the destructive energy torrent that came from all directions.

There was no earth-shattering explosion, no dazzling display of energy clashes.

The terrifying torrent of attacks, powerful enough to move mountains and overturn seas, was easily decomposed and annihilated the moment it came into contact with the billions of transparent sword threads, just like ice and snow under the blazing sun.

In the blink of an eye, the terrifying attack launched by dozens of experts at the Sun and Moon Realm vanished without a trace, not even a wisp of energy could leak into the sword formation, let alone touch Chen Fei and Cao Feiyu.

"This is impossible..."

"Run!"

Only when the transparent net of sword threads, containing extreme sharpness and the aura of death, contracted and arrived did the dozens of righteous experts awaken from the horror of their attack being instantly shattered.

But it was too late.

Beneath that omnipresent, defenseless, and cutting-edge web of sword threads, all struggles are futile.

The shrill, short screams, pleas for mercy, and curses filled with endless fear and resentment had barely begun when they abruptly ceased.

It was as if an invisible hand had suddenly grabbed my throat.

"Om..."

A deep, strange hum, without warning, rippled outwards from the solitary peak where Chen Fei stood, like a pebble thrown into a calm lake.

Everything, in the instant that the chaotic and ethereal ripples swept by, was like an ink painting soaked in water, the colors beginning to blur, merge, and become indistinct and distorted.

Then, just like when the battlefield world ended, the surrounding scenery began to flash and change wildly once again.

The whole world, like a sheet of rice paper being carelessly kneaded and smeared by an invisible hand, is disintegrating and reassembling in a dazzling way.

The second illusionary world, a world where cultivators were besieging and demons were to be killed, is about to end as Chen Fei uses absolute power to break this deadly situation.

That power, which made one feel mentally foggy and seemed to want to tear the soul from the body, surged in from all directions like an all-pervasive tide, trying to overwhelm, cover, and reset Chen Fei's consciousness.

"Well……"

Standing not far behind Chen Fei, Cao Feiyu involuntarily let out a groan, almost like a dream, the moment the force struck. (End of Chapter)