'I'm still lacking in pressure…'
Zhou Feng used all of his strength in an attempt to condense a drop of Human Emperor Blood, but in the end, he still failed.
This was because the pressure Wang Shu was giving him was no longer enough.
It would still be too difficult for him to condense a drop of Human Emperor Blood without the help of the Malevolent Earth Qi.
Earlier, he had borrowed the pressure Wang Shu was giving him.
Zhou Feng seemed to have divine assistance as he condensed all the Blood Qi in his body in an attempt to break through to the Purple Mansion realm.
Unfortunately, he failed in the end. If he wanted to break through to the Purple Mansion realm, he would still need to borrow the Malevolent Earth Qi.
Another point was that after the crazy pressure on his body just now, Zhou Feng's body had been severely injured.
Zhou Feng's body was still in battle mode, so his passive Tenacious Heart could not be triggered to heal his injuries.
"Impossible! Although I did not unlock my innate ability, you are definitely not my match!"
Wang Shu clumsily used the spear in his hand.
At that moment, his face was filled with disbelief, or perhaps it could be said that he could not accept this fact.
Wang Shu had already planned everything before the battle.
As long as he defeated Zhou Feng head-on, then the subsequent plans would be extremely smooth.
But just as his plans were about to begin, they were immediately foiled.
A Purple Mansion cultivator was unable to put up any resistance against a Soul Altar cultivator? Who would believe this?
"Why? Wang Shu is clearly a Purple Mansion cultivator. How could he not be a match for Zhou Feng at all?"
"Is there such a huge difference in strength between the two sides?"
"Although Wang Shu is a Purple Mansion cultivator, he isn't able to unleash the power of a Purple Mansion cultivator! He's just a silver spear wax head!"
"That's right! As expected, a silkpants is a silkpants. He is useless even after breaking through to the Purple Mansion realm."
"…"
Some of the more experienced cultivators could already see why this situation had occurred.
The reason was very simple. Wang Shu was unable to unleash the power of the Purple Mansion realm.
As for Zhou Feng, he had unleashed a power that far surpassed that of an ordinary Soul Altar cultivator.
"In other words, Wang Shu isn't familiar with the Purple Mansion realm at all!"
"That's right! Perhaps if Wang Shu was given some time to familiarize himself with the realm, the result would probably be completely different."
"…"
Wang Shu had just broken through to the Purple Mansion realm, so he didn't have the time to familiarize himself with it. Thus, he wasn't able to display strength that belonged to the Purple Mansion realm.
One had to know that the Purple Mansion realm meant that the nascent soul had already been successfully condensed. Compared to the scattered soul power of the Soul Altar realm, a complete soul would have an even more powerful interference with the world.
"The Wang Clan has indeed declined. The younger generation is led by this kind of trash! This kid who cultivates the Human Emperor Scripture is rather interesting!"
The Third Elder observed everything that was happening in the arena, and he didn't feel much in his heart.
He only sighed with emotion that the Wang Clan, which had been in the limelight for so long, had hit rock bottom.
If there were no accidents, the Wang Clan would fall to the ranks of a mortal clan.
As for Zhou Feng, this kid who cultivated the Human Emperor Scripture, he was very interested in him.
Given Zhou Feng's battle style, if he didn't have a top-grade healing pill, he probably wouldn't live past tomorrow.
The Third Elder could naturally tell that Zhou Feng's current injuries were not optimistic.
Similarly, Li Manya could also tell that Zhou Feng's current injuries were serious.
'Crazy? So crazy? Completely not caring about his body?'
Li Manya was already thinking about whether Zhou Feng was suitable to be Li Rong's husband.
Just from the crazy look that Zhou Feng displayed earlier, even if Li Rong had the support of the Li Clan behind her, would she be able to subdue such a person?
No matter what the others thought, Zhou Feng had already decided to end this battle.
'My injuries can't be any more serious now. I'll just deal with it in one go and slowly recover my HP!'
Zhou Feng had not been pulling his punches. Other than accumulating his aura, he had not attacked seriously.
Another important point was to make his injuries even more serious.
He would put himself into a near-death state to trigger his passive Injury Conversion.
Injury Conversion was a passive skill that could convert injuries into attack power. The attack power bonus would be terrifying if he were in a near-death state.
Zhou Feng clenched his fists tightly. He relied on his Battle Instinct to dodge Wang Shu's attack while condensing all the Blood Qi in his body into a single point.
His eyes were calm. Although he did not say a word, his body seemed to be nurturing an aura.
His black hair fluttered in the wind, and his powerful and fierce aura slowly faded away.
"What's going on? I have goosebumps all over my body!"
"…"
A few people swallowed their saliva for some reason and felt goosebumps all over their bodies.
Under Zhou Feng's calm face, his body was like a volcano that could erupt at any time.
"You want to kill me!? Do you know the consequences of killing me?"
Wang Shu might not be as sharp, but he reacted swiftly when it came to his safety.
When he realized that the situation was not right, he immediately used the same threatening words.
"If I die here, the Wang Clan will definitely not let you off!"
Although Wang Shu was wearing a spiritual armor, he was like a cowardly quail. Those few threatening words were his last bit of stubbornness.
'Damn it! Why didn't I prepare more things!?'
Wang Shu's face was filled with regret. He had been under the impression that he would win against Zhou Feng, so he was only wearing the battle armor and holding the spear.
In Wang Shu's mind, his Purple Mansion cultivation and these two spiritual weapons were enough to deal with Zhou Feng.
He hadn't brought along anything else at all.
"How about this! I admit defeat! I—"
Wang Shu retreated while trying to concede, but Zhou Feng moved before he could finish speaking.
With this movement, his body instantly exploded.
This was a simple punch, but its power caused everyone present to feel their hearts palpitate.
"You!"
Wang Shu originally wanted to bargain, but Zhou Feng immediately made his move.
Before he had the chance to react, Wang Shu was blasted apart by a single punch!
Violent power flowed through the dark golden armor and continuously poured into Wang Shu's body.
Wang Shu's body was like a casket, filled with minced meat. In the end, his body could not withstand the pressure and was torn apart.
Blood, flesh, and bone fragments splattered everywhere.
Zhou Feng's body was also covered with pieces of flesh, but Wang Shu's armor wasn't damaged at all.
After landing this explosive punch, Zhou Feng's entire body withered.
That terrifying injury couldn't be suppressed at all, and his body was completely torn apart.
That shocking climax caused many people's backs to feel a chill.
Too damn ruthless!
This was simply courting death.
Zhou Feng had killed Wang Shu, a Purple Mansion cultivator, not even leaving an intact corpse!
However, the next scene almost caused everyone's eyes to pop out of their sockets.
Zhou Feng's injuries began to recover rapidly, and his aura also slowly recovered.
Many people involuntarily wiped their eyes due to this recovery speed, wondering if their eyes were playing tricks on them.