Chapter 156: Powerhouses of the Holy Land
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However, Chen Fei believed the enemy might not realize the problem so quickly.
At this moment, all he could do was hope that Long Yan’s grandfather would arrive soon—only then would everyone truly be saved.
“Ye Chenxing, you dare betray me?” the old evil cultivator shouted while launching a frenzied assault on the light barrier conjured by the magical treasure.
Ye Chenxing was also within the protection of the barrier. He looked up at the old man and murmured, “Korf, don’t bother threatening me. You can’t do anything to me now.”
“I won’t hide it from you—I’ve long been unwilling to follow you.” Rage also surged in Ye Chenxing’s heart. He had done countless cruel and life-threatening deeds for Korf, yet in the end, he received nothing in return.
“Korf, leave now, and maybe you’ll still make it out alive. Otherwise, you might die here.”
He then pointed at Chen Fei. “Do you see him? Do you even know who he is?”
Korf instinctively looked at Chen Fei, his voice cold. “Who is he?”
“He’s a successor of the Holy Land. By now, experts from the Holy Land might already be on their way,” Ye Chenxing bluffed.
Naturally, Ye Chenxing was terrified. On one hand, he feared Korf would realize the truth, and then he’d surely die. On the other, he feared the experts from Qinling would arrive, and Chen Fei’s so-called protection would mean nothing.
What he hoped for most was that Korf would leave soon. Then, he could also escape this place before Qinling’s people arrived—and later think of a way to snatch Su Ran’s phoenix bloodline.
“Holy Land?”
“No wonder!”
Korf didn’t doubt Ye Chenxing’s words—this was what he had suspected too.
“Youth, if you leave now, I, Korf, will owe you a great favor and offer appropriate compensation in exchange,” he said. How could he give up so easily? He had spent untold effort preparing for this moment. Walking away now would mean too great a loss.
“I suggest you listen to Ye Chenxing. If even he can turn back from the dark path, then so can you. Put down your blade and attain enlightenment!” Chen Fei was more than happy to let Korf mistake him for a Holy Land elite.
Korf was silent for a moment. But in the end, instead of retreating, he roared, “Since you refuse to leave, don’t blame me for not giving the Holy Land face!”
As he spoke, Korf bit his finger, letting fresh blood flow from the tip and merge with the surrounding demonic energy.
To shatter the light barrier from Chen Fei’s magical treasure, Korf went all in—activating a forbidden demonic technique. Success or failure, he would suffer a severe backlash from the demonic energy. Without decades of focused cultivation, he’d never recover.
As expected, after the forbidden technique was cast, Chen Fei’s barrier was struck harder than ever. With each strike, the light screen trembled violently, appearing on the verge of collapse.
Everyone inside the barrier turned pale. If it shattered, they’d be defenseless against the ferocious demonic energy and would all perish.
But in the end, the barrier held firm, surviving every blow by the narrowest margin.
Meanwhile, Korf, having used the forbidden technique, began to face increasingly severe backlash. Blood spurted from his mouth, making his aged face look even more ghastly and terrifying.
Ye Chenxing was shaken. He knew how terrifying Korf’s move was. Combined with the ritual array, its power rivaled the early stage of the Eighth-Grade Dao Realm.
Yet despite such might, it still couldn’t break through Chen Fei’s barrier. As the demonic energy grew stronger, the Xu Tian Cauldron absorbed more power, strengthening the barrier even further.
As long as Korf couldn’t control power beyond the treasure’s threshold, the barrier would remain unbroken.
Eventually, Korf stopped his assault. His expression was full of unwillingness as he shouted at Chen Fei:
“Boy, you and I have formed a grudge today. Be careful when you roam the world—next time, you may not be so lucky!”
Badly wounded from the backlash, and fearing that Qinling’s experts would soon arrive, Korf finally chose to retreat.
Before leaving, he didn’t forget to retrieve the formation flags he’d set around Yellow Mist City—these were extremely precious and accounted for half his possessions.
As he dismantled the ritual array, the thick demonic energy that had engulfed Yellow Mist City vanished.
With it gone, the power of Chen Fei’s barrier instantly plummeted, dropping to the equivalent of a Fourth-Grade Dao Realm artifact.
Korf noticed this change and his expression shifted slightly. Was it because Chen Fei was consciously suppressing the artifact’s power now that the demonic energy had dissipated, or was there some other reason?
“This brat might really be from the Holy Land. Running into him was just bad luck,” he muttered. Injured and reduced to the strength of a Fifth-Grade Dao Realm cultivator, he wasn’t willing to gamble any further.
Inside the city, the people erupted in joyous celebration. They had seen the demonic vortex vanish—they had survived the calamity!
One by one, they knelt and bowed in Chen Fei’s direction, full of gratitude.
Chen Fei, however, remained focused on Korf, wary that he might suddenly return to strike.
Only after Korf truly left did Chen Fei finally let out a sigh of relief. This tribulation had finally passed.
Ye Chenxing also breathed a sigh of relief. With Korf gone, he could finally be free. Without saying goodbye to Chen Fei, Ye Chenxing quietly left the city, deliberately choosing a direction different from Korf’s.
Only now did Chen Fei truly relax. He handed the magical treasure back to Long Yan.
“Brother Chen Fei!”
“Thank you!”
“You saved all of us here today!”
“Without you, we wouldn’t have held on long enough for help to arrive!”
Even the half-step Dao Realm powerhouses like Senior Brother Min came forward, faces filled with gratitude.
Everyone knew it was thanks to Chen Fei, using Long Yan’s treasure, that they avoided becoming demonic blood sacrifices.
Amidst the gratitude and celebration, only Long Yan seemed displeased as he took the treasure back from Chen Fei.
“Seems you all forgot—without my treasure, what would Chen Fei have used to save you?” Long Yan snorted coldly. How could he let Chen Fei hog all the credit for this feat?
