NOVEL NEXT Chapter 67: Allow Me To Give You A Parting Gift
"You think you can escape?" Zheng Huang sneered, his voice filled with contempt as he pursued Feng Fan.
He kicked the ground and sprung into motion, chasing after Feng Fan.
Now that Zheng Huang had broken through to the Foundation Establishment realm, Feng Fan's speed was no match for his.
Before Feng Fan could disappear into the fog, Zheng Huang had already closed the gap between them.
"Thunder Hawk Punch!"
A powerful, illusory hawk appeared behind Zheng Huang—no longer faint, but a vivid, striking image. The air crackled with energy as the hawk spread its wings, radiating an oppressive aura.
Feng Fan felt the overwhelming danger creeping up on him. His instincts screamed at him to act.
Gripping the Suppression Relic tightly with both hands, he turned around and raised it just in time to meet Zheng Huang's ferocious punch head-on.
The force of the collision caused Feng Fan's hands to buckle, driving the impact straight into his chest. Zheng Huang's powerful punch struck him like a truck, nearly shattering his ribs.
Feng Fan spat out blood as his body was flung toward the edge of the fog.
Despite his battered state, a mocking smile played on his lips.
'Idiot,' he thought.
Feng Fan's battered body tumbled across the ground, finally coming to a stop near the pond.
Ignoring his injuries, he quickly pushed himself up, channeling his cultivation technique to calm the turbulent spiritual qi raging within him.
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A present Zheng Huang's left inside his body.
To his surprise, as his own qi worked to suppress Zheng Huang's lingering energy, he noticed something unusual.
His qi wasn't just neutralizing Zheng Huang's—it was absorbing it, strengthening his own cultivation!
He could feel the barrier between the 5th and 6th stages loosening.
'What the hell? I thought my days of masochism ended after remodeling my body…' he mused.
The sound of Feng Fan's crash made his location clear, even through the fog. Zheng Huang didn't hesitate and dashed forward.
But before Zheng Huang could close the gap, Feng Fan jumped backward and activated a freezing array beneath him, targeting the pond.
Ice spread rapidly across the water's surface, turning it into a slick, treacherous sheet.
As Zheng Huang charged into the area, he lost his footing, slipping on the ice and flailing to regain his balance.
"Fucking bastard and your dirty tricks!" he roared, his voice full of frustration. "Do you ever fight fair?!"
Feng Fan smirked but remained silent. Speaking now would only reveal his location, and that was the last thing he wanted.
He landed lightly atop the frozen pond and began to move stealthily away from Zheng Huang.
The fog shrouded his movements, making it nearly impossible for Zheng Huang to track him.
Frustration etched across Zheng Huang's face as he scanned his surroundings, but the fog was impenetrable, and time was running out.
The heavenly laws continued to close in, leaving him with mere seconds before the pocket dimension expelled him.
"Damn it, you bastard! I'll remember this! If I ever see you again, I swear I'll kill you!" Zheng Huang shouted, his voice filled with fury and humiliation.
From the mist, a calm voice echoed. "Before you leave, allow me to give you a parting gift!"
The words came from directly behind Zheng Huang.
"Wh—!"
Before he could turn or react, an unbearable pain erupted through him, his body trembling as a searing pain spread across his anus.
Snake Entering the Cave!
Even with Zheng Huang's powerful cultivation, the moment he let Feng Fan's land, it was impossible for him to defend.
After all, this was a primordial chaos technique, the highest tier in existence!
Zheng Huang was thrown forward as the heavenly laws forcibly teleported him out of the pocket dimension.
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Outside the pocket dimension, the elders were waiting patiently for the month to pass and for the participants to return.
Suddenly, Zheng Huang appeared, soaring through the air before landing on the ground.
His face once again flirting with the soil, and his butt embarrassingly raised for all to see.
Feng Fan's last attack had completely shredded the fabric around Zheng Huang's rear, leaving it exposed to nature.
The sight left the elders stunned.
'What the hell is this?' They all thought in unison, their faces a mixture of confusion and disbelief.
Some couldn't contain themselves and laughed humbly.
Shi Fan, recognizing Zheng Huang immediately, frowned deeply. His expression turned dark as he barked.
"Zheng Huang, what the hell happened? Why are you already out of the pocket dimension?"
Zheng Huang didn't respond right away. Instead, he was entirely focused on purging Feng Fan's spiritual qi wreaking havoc in his lower body.
Unfortunately for him, Feng Fan's attack, faintly infused with Dao laws, was impossible for Zheng Huang to dispel. Every attempt only made the pain worse.
His face contorted in agony.
His hemorrhoids were guaranteed for the next two weeks!
Shi Fan observed Zheng Huang closely and quickly realized he had broken through to the Foundation Establishment realm, which explained his premature ejection from the pocket dimension.
What didn't add up was why Zheng Huang was in such a pitiful state. His battered body and the sheer humiliation painted a picture that made no sense to the elder.
Before Shi Fan could ask Zheng Huang further about what had left him in such a pitiful state, Zheng Huang, still sprawled on the ground, let out a thunderous scream.
"FENG FAN! ONE DAY, I'LL KILL YOU!"
Everyone present was stunned.
How could someone at the 3rd Qi Gathering Realm reduce a 1st Foundation Establishment Realm cultivator to such a miserable state?
Even if he had managed to advance a few minor stages within the pocket dimension, to a Foundation Establishment cultivator, Qi Gathering practitioners were nothing more than ants to be crushed!
Shi Fan's expression grew darker with each passing second. He knew the bet was already lost.
But it wasn't the loss of the weapon that bothered him, it was the humiliation!
'That kid... no matter what, he must be killed!' He thought.
This decision wasn't driven by humiliation, but by the conviction that a disciple from the White Crow Sect like him couldn't be allowed to live.
'At least half of the people inside the pocket dimension would have tried to kill him for the weapon I offered. He was only at the 3rd Qi Gathering realm when he entered, yet he still managed to defeat Zheng Huang after Zheng Huang had broken through to the Foundation Establishment realm... This kid is simply too dangerous...'