145: Chapter 146 Utter Madness

A massive curtain of light that pierced through heaven and earth appeared without warning above the head of every living being.

Shenfeng Tribe.

Little Queen Jin Xi, who had long since grown into a graceful young woman with the majesty of a queen between her brows, rushed out of the stone palace.

She looked up at the man in the sky curtain, his white hair dancing wildly as he punched the world barrier again and again.

That face, which she had only seen in dreams and portraits over the past ten years, made her breath hitch.

Tears surged and burst through the dam.

"It is the Heavenly God..." She covered her mouth, her voice trembling with ten years of longing and prayer, "Is the Heavenly God... going to leave!"

The tribesmen knelt on the ground one after another, kowtowing frantically toward the sky, calling out to their only god.

The Extreme North, Ice and Snow Tribe.

On the throne of the Ice Palace, that greatest beauty of Yunmeng Marsh stared at the figure on the sky curtain, her fingers gripping the scepter turning slightly white.

Emotions surged in her beautiful eyes: resentment, hatred, and a trace of palpitation that even she herself had not noticed.

"This bastard..."

She whispered, so softly that only she could hear.

"Is he just leaving like this?"

...

Inside the stone chamber.

"Boom!"

Jiang Feng threw another punch, and the entire snow mountain shook violently under his fist.

However, that water-like curtain of light merely rippled more violently, showing no other change.

Indestructible.

He panted heavily, retracting his bloodshot fist with bones that were nearly shattered.

It was useless.

"Brother Feng, it's useless."

Shangguan Wuqing supported him, her voice full of heartache.

Jiang Feng did not speak.

He slowly turned around, his gaze falling on that ancient wooden box.

In his eyes, a kind of near-destructive madness flickered.

"It seems there is only this one path left."

Shangguan Wuqing followed his gaze, her expression changing drastically: "Brother Feng, what are you trying to do? The Dragon-Elephant Tyrant Body Technique states that the Dragon-Elephant essence blood is incomparably domineering; it must be refined drop by drop, step by step!"

"Step by step?"

Jiang Feng grinned, the smile cold and bone-chilling.

"I cannot wait another ten years!"

The tragic state of the Jiang Family in the illusion was like red-hot needles pricking his Divine Soul, burning him every single second.

He was afraid, afraid that if he returned too late, everything would be set in stone.

Without waiting for Shangguan Wuqing to persuade him further, he had already opened the wooden box and taken out a bottle of golden Dragon blood and a bottle of silver Elephant blood.

"You are crazy!" Shangguan Wuqing exclaimed.

Jiang Feng acted as if he hadn't heard, tilted his head back, and poured both bottles of essence blood into his mouth at the same time!

"Roar!"

"Moo!"

A high-pitched Dragon roar and a heavy Elephant trumpet exploded within his body simultaneously!

Two completely different yet equally violent forces, like two peerless Vicious Beasts locked in the same cage, instantly engaged in the bloodiest battle within his body!

Jiang Feng's body jolted violently; beneath his skin, golden Dragon shadows wandered at times, and silver giant Elephant phantoms galloped at others.

"Pfft!"

He spat out a mouthful of black blood, dropped to one knee, his body trembling violently, and the veins on his face bulged like earthworms.

"Brother Feng!" Shangguan Wuqing was terrified to the point of Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering, wanting to step forward to support him, but she was knocked back several steps by an invisible wave of Qi.

"Don't... come over!"

Jiang Feng squeezed out three words through his teeth.

He suddenly sat cross-legged, his hands tightly forming seals, forcibly operating the Dragon-Elephant Tyrant Body Technique, while simultaneously pushing the Small Golden Body Art to its limit!

Brilliant golden light erupted from within him, attempting to suppress and imprison the two forces rampaging through his internal organs.

Refine!

Time passed second by second in torment.

Three whole days.

Jiang Feng remained like a stone statue, motionless.

Until the morning of the third day, his tightly closed eyes suddenly opened, and two beams of sharp light flashed and vanished!

He succeeded!

Those two violent forces had actually been forcibly melted into one furnace by him!

Feeling the brand new power within him that was many times stronger than before, Jiang Feng let out a long sigh of relief.

But just at this moment, he frowned, only to feel a surge of hot, evil fire suddenly rise from his lower abdomen.

"Hmm?"

Jiang Feng let out a muffled groan, hurriedly mobilizing his mind to forcibly suppress this sudden evil fire.

"This thing... has side effects?" He muttered to himself.

Seeing him wake up, Shangguan Wuqing finally let go of her hanging heart and hurriedly said: "Great, Brother Feng, you succeeded! Next, let's take it slow, we can always..."

Jiang Feng raised his head and interrupted her.

"I don't have time, I know what I'm doing."

Under Shangguan Wuqing's horrified gaze, he suddenly grabbed the entire wooden box.

Inside, there were still nine bottles of Dragon blood and nine bottles of Elephant blood left!

"Brother Feng, no!"

Her scream had not yet faded.

Jiang Feng had already tilted his head back, and like a whale swallowing water, he swallowed all eighteen remaining bottles of Dragon-Elephant essence blood in one breath!

"Madman, he is simply a madman!"

At this moment, even the Purple-Skirt Woman in his Sea of Consciousness, who had been watching the show all along, couldn't help but scream, hurriedly pouring out all her remaining Divine Sense to desperately protect Jiang Feng's Divine Soul.

The next instant, an earth-shattering explosion occurred!

"Ahhh—"

A shrill scream exploded from Jiang Feng's throat!

His body was like a skin bag instantly over-inflated; his skin cracked inch by inch, and blood-colored fissures deep enough to see bone covered his entire body!

Thick blood mist gushed out crazily from the cracks, completely dyeing him into a bloody person!

Eighteen strands of Dragon-Elephant power converged into a torrent within his body, enough to tear heaven and earth apart, scouring every inch of his flesh and every Meridian!

He could hear the "crack" of his bones shattering.

He could feel his internal organs being churned into a pulp of flesh.

Within his Divine Soul, the phantoms of nine true Dragons and nine divine Elephants were tearing and trampling frantically, wanting to crush his consciousness into powder!

"Brother Feng!"

Seeing the bloody, unrecognizable figure convulsing crazily on the ground before her, Shangguan Wuqing's eyes were already blurred with tears, and her heart ached so much she couldn't breathe.

She wanted to rush over, but was afraid of interfering with Jiang Feng, so she could only pace in place, worried, unable to do anything.

Watching helplessly, watching this man endure the most extreme torture in the world.

However, even in this purgatory of boundless pain, Jiang Feng's hands, stained red with blood, still tightly maintained the starting stance of the Dragon-Elephant Tyrant Body Technique.

He gave up all resistance, letting that power destroy his Physical Body.

He only held onto the last shred of his will, sinking into his Dantian.

Staring fixedly at the slowly rotating Yin and Yang Taiji Diagram.

That was his last, and also his only hope!

Destruction! Then rebirth!

He could feel that in the process of his body being torn apart and reconstructed again and again, an unprecedented and terrifying power was growing wildly!

Hold on...

I must hold on!