Chapter 405 Fusion

There was no denying it—the corrosive power of the murky blood light was terrifying.

Watching Wang Fang’s miserable state, Chen Fei couldn’t help but twitch the corner of his mouth in amusement.

At this point, Wang Fang would probably love for Chen Fei to intervene, just so he could share in this hellish pain.

But Chen Fei? Not falling for it.

“Heh… Chen Fei, I was lying! If you keep waiting, you’ll lose your chance!”

Wang Fang, unwilling to give up, looked at him pleadingly once more.

Chen Fei shot him a cold glance and sneered.

His attitude was crystal clear: not helping.

Wang Fang gritted his teeth. His flesh had already been corroded almost entirely.

Seeing no other option, he activated his backup plan.

Suddenly, a golden light surged from his glabella, surging outward to meet the corrupt blood glow.

And in a matter of seconds, it had wrapped around his entire abdomen.

“Huh? That’s… Creation Golden Lotus?!”

Chen Fei exclaimed, his face showing real regret.

Wang Fang raised his head and sneered.

“I told you—you’ve missed your chance!”

“Tsk.”

Chen Fei clicked his tongue.

“Wang Fang, your life isn’t worth a damn compared to a Creation Golden Lotus! What a waste! Big loss!”

Wang Fang nearly choked on his own breath.

As the Young Lord of Bloodcloud Sect, how dare Chen Fei say he wasn’t even as valuable as a flower?

Even if the Creation Golden Lotus was one of the most powerful life-saving treasures, that was too insulting!

He wanted to argue back, but by then, the golden light had fully enveloped him.

The flesh that had melted into a pool began to surge upward like a reversed waterfall,

and in mere moments, a massive cocoon of flesh stood tall before Chen Fei.

“So that’s the plan—using the Creation Golden Lotus to forcefully fuse with the Fallen God’s power.

Bold move!”

Chen Fei couldn’t help but offer praise.

Though Wang Fang had always been crushed when facing him,

his strength wasn’t actually weak—he was stronger than most cultivators.

Just unlucky to run into Chen Fei.

Chen Fei glanced at the flesh cocoon, which had turned from bright red to a sinister black-purple.

“Wang Fang… if you crawl out of that thing, does that make it your eggshell?”

Chen Fei said with mock solemnity.

The cocoon visibly trembled—probably out of sheer humiliation.

Trying to steal the power of a Fallen God was no easy task.

Even immortals who had opposed the Fallen God had ended up sealed in pieces across the world.

To fuse with such power was beyond the limits of the current world’s understanding—a deadly gamble.

Chen Fei waited with genuine curiosity.

If Wang Fang succeeded, he’d just beat him down and take back what was his.

If he failed, then Chen Fei would just use the Void Heaven Cauldron to nibble off a chunk of that Fallen God power as revenge.

“Really, Wang Fang, I’ve been so good to you.”

Chen Fei sighed dramatically.

This time, the cocoon actually responded.

“Good?! What the hell are you saying!”

Wang Fang’s furious voice came from within as the cocoon began to crack open.

Though Chen Fei had been teasing, the scene really did resemble an egg hatching.

A fleshy wing emerged first, followed by a scaly, monstrous body that oozed with malevolence.

The only thing that hadn’t changed… was Wang Fang’s eyes.

His entire body was coated in slimy mucus, his wings dripping with viscous goo.

It was disgusting.

But Wang Fang didn’t seem to notice at all.

He slowly raised his head and grinned grotesquely.

“Chen Fei… you’ll regret this!”

Clenching his fists and feeling the raw power inside him,

Wang Fang howled with excitement.

Then, a massive black shadow materialized behind him.

Seeing this, Chen Fei’s expression finally turned serious.

The shadow exuded such evil that even looking at it made one’s scalp go numb.

Even the Void Heaven Cauldron inside Chen Fei trembled slightly.

The shadow said nothing.

It merely glared at Wang Fang with vicious eyes, and then—

two black orbs shot out of Wang Fang’s body and returned to the shadow.

The Fallen God’s Eye and Fallen God’s Hand—freed from their bindings.

“Lord Fallen God, there’s no need for hostility!

Yes, I borrowed your power, but I’ve now returned your sealed hand and eye.

You’re whole again—this is good news, right?”

Wang Fang spoke reverently, completely confident in himself.

The shadow didn’t respond.

It stared at Wang Fang one last time, then gradually faded away into the void.

“Tsk tsk… Wang Fang, your silver tongue is something else.”

Chen Fei said in mock admiration.

Wang Fang spun around, eyes gleaming with arrogance.

“Chen Fei! You’re too proud.

You just stood there and watched me fully merge with the Fallen God’s power.

Do you even understand what that means?”

“Now, I carry the bloodline of the Fallen God himself!”

Chen Fei’s face grew solemn.

“So… you’re a hybrid now?”

Wang Fang froze.

His face contorted in rage, sharp teeth grinding audibly.

“You… what… did… you… say?!”

Chen Fei shrugged casually.

“Relax. No need to be upset.

I’ll help you end this suffering.”

“DIE!!!”

Wang Fang snapped.

His body blurred into a storm of shadows, his speed now at least ten times faster than before.

In the past, his movements were like slow-motion to Chen Fei.

Now? Still not enough.

Not after the hell Chen Fei endured in the Refinement Arena.

Wang Fang’s sudden surge in power came with the same problem Chen Fei once had—

his control was lacking, his power sloppy and unstable.

Chen Fei sighed, shaking his head as he slipped backward just in time.

Wang Fang’s fist missed him by inches, erupting in a blast of force behind him.

“How?!”

Wang Fang’s eyes widened in disbelief.

Furious, he unleashed a flurry of attacks.

But Chen Fei, like a figure in stop-motion animation, dodged each strike with perfect timing.

Wang Fang was furious beyond belief.

Chen Fei, meanwhile, looked as relaxed as a man out for a stroll.

“The Refinement Arena… easily the worst training I’ve ever had,

but the results? Absolutely worth it.”

“Wang Fang, that speed’s just not cutting it.

Your punches feel like tofu.

Could it be… side effects of your hybridization?”

Chen Fei asked with exaggerated seriousness.

“CHEN FEI! I’LL KILL YOU! AAAAARRRGHHH!!!”

Wang Fang roared in rage.

He swept both arms wide, creating a whirlwind of strikes.

“Let’s see you dodge THIS!!”