Chapter 357 Massive Power Boost

Chen Fei’s qi remained at its peak.

Facing Du Han’s attack, he spun the Wufeng Greatsword in his hands. It was a single strike—simple, unadorned, a pure manifestation of raw power.

Yet that simplicity concealed terrifying force.

The sword instantly cleaved through Du Han’s spiked mace and then slammed heavily into his massive frame.

A golden glow shimmered across the armor covering Du Han’s body.

As the light rippled, it became clear—this was a top-tier defensive artifact. Ugly in design, perhaps, but elite in function. The impact didn’t shatter it, only sent wave-like ripples through its surface, showing it couldn’t be broken easily.

“Hah! I thought you had some real strength, but turns out you’re nothing but a paper tiger!”

Du Han sneered and flung aside the broken mace.

“Flesh Pagoda, arise!”

Du Han spread his arms and let out a guttural roar. A wave of blood-red light surged from his body.

His originally obese form began to quiver grotesquely. Then came the repulsive scene.

The armor over his flesh began to hover around him, and spheres of flesh rolled off his body like slime.

As soon as they hit the ground, these balls transformed into monstrous creatures, crawling on all fours, heads twisted at odd angles, emitting horrible wails as they lunged toward Chen Fei.

“Let me show you how terrifying I can be!”

Du Han roared with laughter, waving his arms as more and more flesh orbs detached from him—endless, it seemed.

The monsters spawned from the meatballs resembled the flesh beasts in the cave Chen Fei had once encountered—no matter how many you killed, more took their place.

“Heaven and Earth Without Limits!”

Just then, Wu Ji Zi stepped in.

A flurry of talismans appeared around Chen Fei, igniting instantly and burning the flesh beasts surrounding him.

The air became thick with putrid stench.

“Talisman arts, huh?”

Du Han glanced at Wu Ji Zi, eyes flashing with hatred.

His Flesh Pagoda Technique was forged from countless corpses. Once refined through forbidden blood rituals, it became a purely yin and corrupted force. Normal spiritual energy would only nourish it, making it harder to kill.

But talisman arts? Those were its bane.

He didn’t seem surprised Wu Ji Zi joined the fight. Despite the flames, he continued to shed meatballs like mad. Then his eyes flashed coldly, and he reached into his robes to retrieve a quivering flesh ball, visibly distressed.

“Damn priest! I’ll show you that talismans aren’t everything!”

He tossed the ball forward.

“Waaahhh—!”

A baby’s cry echoed chillingly through the air as the flesh ball expanded grotesquely.

“No! It’s a Yin Spirit Infant! These beasts!”

Wu Ji Zi’s expression changed drastically.

“What’s a Yin Spirit Infant?”

Barbarian Brother asked, frowning.

“It’s crafted from the unborn fetus of a pregnant woman, specifically one that’s nine months along.

This one here… based on its energy, it must’ve taken at least a thousand sacrifices!”

Wu Ji Zi explained grimly, still hurling talismans without pause.

Chen Fei’s eyes went cold.

“These monsters…”

“Hmph, so the filthy priest knows his stuff.”

Du Han grinned smugly.

“This Yin Spirit Infant took me three years and a long hunt across Dongting Nation. I even added Black Yin Water.

Once unleashed, it corrupts all within its reach!

The stronger the cultivation, the worse the effect!”

Chen Fei’s voice turned icy.

“Can you block it?”

The question was directed at Wu Ji Zi.

“It’s no ordinary Yin creature.

At my limit, I can hold it off for five breaths—no more!”

“Five breaths is enough,”

Chen Fei replied coldly, focusing on Du Han.

His qi surged—so violently that the air around the Wufeng Greatsword began to tremble, releasing howling shockwaves.

Wu Ji Zi didn’t waste words either. He raised his hand and bit down on his finger.

“Heaven and Earth Without Bounds, by Heaven’s Law — Expel!”

He pressed his bloody finger to his brow. Then with one arm extended and fingers pointed to the sky, he directed his power toward the black fog overhead.

This fog was the resentful energy born from the Yin Spirit Infant. Even a Miao Realm expert wouldn’t last long after contact—only moments before being incapacitated.

On Wu Ji Zi’s forehead, the blood mark began to shift and transform into a single eye.

The eye snapped open, shooting golden light that expanded into a protective barrier, momentarily halting the Yin fog’s spread.

But his pained expression revealed the effort—even five breaths would be a struggle.

That was the gap between the Miao Realm and the Ren Dao Realm. The Ren Dao Realm could internalize and transform Dao force, while the Miao Realm could only borrow it from the surroundings.

Chen Fei knew this was his one chance.

The vibrating Wufeng Greatsword suddenly paused—

Then Chen Fei vanished.

“Not good!”

Du Han’s instincts screamed danger. He quickly activated his top-tier defensive artifact, once again cloaking himself in golden layers of light.

He was just beginning to relax when he saw Chen Fei’s furious expression appear right in front of him.

“Hahahaha! What’s wrong? You mad now?

This armor? You’ll never break it!

And that damn priest of yours?

He’s not going to last much longer!”

Du Han mocked, utterly disdainful.

“Core disciple of Tianqing Sacred Land? Bah!”

Chen Fei’s sword swung downward—a direct clash against the golden shield.

Hard versus hard.

Du Han smirked. His arrogance came from two things:

His disgusting forbidden techniques, which made him dangerous even to Dao Realm cultivators,

and the array formation amplifying him.

From deep in the city, a towering red glow shot into the sky, casting blood-colored light onto Du Han, forming rippling energy shields.

“Come on! Let’s see if you can break through my artifact!”

Du Han snarled.

Chen Fei pressed both arms downward. This wasn’t just a brute strike—

It was enhanced by Thousand Illusions Slash, though the technique had long since evolved beyond its original form.

It was now a weapon reborn.

“Focus all power on one point—Break!”

The moment he shouted this in his mind, the Wufeng Greatsword exploded with devastating sword energy.

In an instant, it cut clean through the barrier Du Han had relied on.

A burst of sword light detonated—and Du Han’s flesh-mountain-like body shattered on the spot.

Only a massive head remained, eyes wide with disbelief, flying through the air.

Boom!

Du Han’s corpse slammed to the ground.

Everyone behind Chen Fei stood stunned.

They had all… underestimated him.