Chapter 417 Stop Struggling

“You dare get distracted in a fight against me? Are you looking to die!?”

Yin Tianfeng was quick to seize the opportunity.

Truthfully, he was already feeling frustrated.

Even though he had used the Formless Technique to completely break down Chen Fei’s moves, and was now using techniques that countered Chen Fei’s directly, somehow… Chen Fei still managed to push back with just a touch more power every time.

Ever since his Formless Technique had reached perfection, Yin Tianfeng had never been this suppressed before!

He had expected the battle to drag on, but when he noticed Chen Fei’s attention briefly shift toward the chaos on the other side, he knew this was his chance.

He struck without hesitation, placing his palm squarely on Chen Fei’s chest—his inner force erupted violently.

A glimmer of joy flashed in Yin Tianfeng’s eyes as he shouted:

“Die!!”

The energy exploded at full power.

His lips curled upward into a confident smile—this strike was guaranteed!

Chen Fei’s body exploded on the spot.

But before Yin Tianfeng could fully enjoy his victory, his eyes suddenly narrowed.

“I think it’s about time I got serious,”

Chen Fei’s voice came from right behind him.

Yin Tianfeng didn’t even think—he spun around and hurled out a barrage of energy with no concern for exhaustion.

Chen Fei, unfazed, looked at him with a hint of admiration.

“This Formless Technique is quite interesting.

The one who created it must’ve been a rare genius.”

If you thought about it carefully, this Formless Technique shared similarities with his own Myriad Dao Technique.

The difference?

Formless simulated and mimicked.

Myriad Dao devoured and transformed.

Against most enemies, Yin Tianfeng would’ve easily overwhelmed them.

But against Chen Fei, it was like an old man taking poison—just asking to die.

Both the Myriad Dao Technique and the Void Heaven Cauldron perfectly countered Yin Tianfeng’s style.

“This technique… would only reach its full potential in my hands,”

Chen Fei said seriously.

To Yin Tianfeng, those words were nothing short of blatant insult and mockery.

How could he tolerate that?

“Bullshit!”

Yin Tianfeng roared and detonated his inner force once more, then swiftly tried to retreat, attempting to pull distance between them.

Chen Fei only sneered.

He raised his hand and pressed forward lightly.

Yin Tianfeng’s body froze mid-air.

In the next moment, Chen Fei appeared beside him and unleashed a punch filled with explosive force.

The Golden Flame Water didn’t just enhance Chen Fei’s divine sense—it had completely rebuilt his physical body after its collapse.

Now that he had recovered, his strength had tripled—at the very least.

This version of Chen Fei truly possessed fist-breaking-the-void kind of power!

Yin Tianfeng’s expression was frozen in disbelief as his body exploded mid-air like pulp, leaving only a stunned soul remnant floating there.

Chen Fei gave him no time to react.

With a wave of his hand, he sealed Yin Tianfeng’s soul into the Purple Purity Palace.

Inside the Purple Purity Palace.

The severed head of Saint Ancestor Qu’a was leisurely sweeping the palace floor with a broom, giving the place a disturbingly eerie vibe.

Chen Fei hadn’t killed Qu’a back then.

Nor had he wasted time dealing with him afterward.

Instead, he left him here in the palace as a… somewhat creepy companion.

“It’s been so long since someone came here.

I miss my master—this is day 135 of devotion…”

Qu’a sighed as he swept, face filled with melancholy.

As if in response to his longing, a flash of light appeared, and the dazed soul of Yin Tianfeng materialized in front of him.

“Someone’s here!?”

Qu’a’s eyes lit up as he stared at the floating spirit.

He was a chatty soul by nature, but trapped here for so long with no one to talk to, it had been sheer torture.

But finally—company!

Yin Tianfeng was still stunned and disoriented.

“Where… where is this place?”

“Looks like the master still finds you useful,”

Qu’a said with amusement.

To be fair, Yin Tianfeng had seen many strange things.

But waking up to a talking flying head was still enough to make anyone’s mind blank out for a second.

Qu’a had initially wanted to introduce himself warmly—this guy might become his new companion!

But suddenly, a giant statue floated silently in front of Yin Tianfeng, blocking him.

Qu’a’s head instantly teleported onto the broom, watching with sympathetic eyes.

It was like he was reliving the trauma of being crushed by that same statue.

“As someone who’s been through it, let me give you some advice—

Just confess early and you’ll suffer less,”

Qu’a began chattering non-stop.

Yin Tianfeng felt like his mind was about to explode—not just from the pressure of the statue, but from this nagging head stuck to a broom.

“Shut up! When I get out of here, I’ll rip that mouth off your face!”

he finally roared in frustration.

But Qu’a wasn’t fazed at all.

He just kept rambling, clearly dumping years of repressed loneliness all at once.

After sealing Yin Tianfeng’s soul, Chen Fei stopped paying him any attention.

The Purple Purity Palace had a powerful suppressive effect on souls.

No matter what tricks Yin Tianfeng had left, he wasn’t getting out.

Chen Fei didn’t rush to leave the Sun Gate either.

He turned toward Yin Tianfeng’s shredded corpse and beckoned with his hand.

Soon, three radiant spatial rings floated into the air before him.

“He was the treasured prodigy of Heaven Execution Sect.

There must be some good stuff in here.”

Chen Fei smiled.

Maybe there’d even be some Soul Bones he hadn’t absorbed yet.

Thinking back to the boost he got from absorbing the soul bone that Fang Ping gave him, he couldn’t help but grin.

It seems that a breakthrough to the Earth Dao Realm is just around the corner!

He stood up and began walking toward the Sun Gate.

Meanwhile, in the central square—

Fan Chen had already backed away in fear, retreating beside Peach Blossom Fairy.

The Dao Child was just too strange.

Despite Fan Chen’s best efforts, he couldn’t land a single blow on his real body.

At most, he could trap him or cause a bit.