Chapter 2065 - 2066: Zhang Zhenlin Is Dead

Everyone was utterly shocked, and Ling Zhenfei almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

If Ling Zhenfei had only been heavily injured, he could still have rescued Zhang Zhenlin, but he'd been blasted into fragments; even an Immortal couldn't bring him back.

After spending so long together, they were already like brothers. With their relationship that close, Zhang Zhenlin actually died, and right under his own eyelids—how could he possibly accept that?

The one who took it even worse than Ling Zhenfei was Sun Wei. Sun Wei had known Zhang Zhenlin longer; the two of them clicked perfectly, like real blood brothers.

That blast of Northern Spiritual Energy just now had been blocked for Sun Wei by Zhang Zhenlin; otherwise, who knew who would be the one dead right now.

Sun Wei was spewing great mouthfuls of blood, yet he clutched his treasured sword like a madman and charged straight toward the altar.

"I fuck your ancestors, go to hell!"

Sun Wei was truly enraged; no one knew where such powerful Northern Spiritual Energy was coming from on his body. Spiritual Energy surged all over the treasured sword in his hand; clearly, he had drawn out every last bit of Northern Spiritual Energy in him.

The Northern Spiritual Energy on that one sword strike was roughly at the Peak of Dawen Realm. In a panic, a person really could force out some potential.

Sun Wei slashed that sword straight toward that bastard.

The man in black let out a cold laugh toward Sun Wei and slapped a palm out at him.

In fact, the moment Sun Wei charged onto the stage, Ling Zhenfei knew things were bad, so he also rushed toward the altar.

But he was a bit farther away, so his speed was also a bit slower.

By the time Ling Zhenfei rushed up, he heard the sound of Northern Spiritual Energy colliding with tremendous force.

Boom!

A powerful surge of Northern Spiritual Energy exploded out. The man in black stood there without moving, while Sun Wei was directly blasted flying, his treasured sword flying off, and Sun Wei himself also sent tumbling away.

Ling Zhenfei used Northern Spiritual Energy to stabilize his body, then caught Sun Wei in his arms.

When they landed, he could feel that Sun Wei was already on the verge of death.

The powerful Northern Spiritual Energy had crashed into Sun Wei's body; all his internal organs were damaged. In this state, it was truly hard to survive.

Sun Wei looked at Ling Zhenfei, tears streaming down. He struggled to raise his hand and point at the man on the altar. Ling Zhenfei of course knew what Sun Wei meant.

Ling Zhenfei said, "Do what I say. I'm still here."

Ling Zhenfei took out a resurrection pill and fed it to Sun Wei. By this time, Sun Wei had already fallen unconscious.

If not for Ling Zhenfei's resurrection pill, he'd be dead.

As long as there was even a sliver of life left, this resurrection pill would not let him die.

Ling Zhenfei handed Sun Wei over to Lan Yan to look after, then stood up and looked toward the man in black on the altar.

The man in black let out a cold laugh, clearly full of disdain. Just then, Song Yun flew over from the distance and landed in front of Ling Zhenfei.

Song Yun knew Ling Zhenfei wanted to go up and said, "His strength is too great. Leave him to me."

Ling Zhenfei shook his head and said, "He killed my brother. Even if I'm not strong enough, I can't just swallow this."

Song Yun said, "His strength is far above yours, enough to秒杀 you."

Ling Zhenfei said, "Even if he秒杀es me, I still have to try."

With that, he stepped past Song Yun and leapt onto the altar.

The man in black glanced at Ling Zhenfei and said, "Another one coming up to die. An ant like you isn't qualified to stand before me."

Ling Zhenfei shouted angrily, "Even if I'm an ant, I'll bite off a chunk of your flesh."

The man in black laughed and said, "Truly overestimating yourself. Don't say biting off a chunk of my flesh—if you can even touch me, I, Tian Ming, will write my name backwards."

Ling Zhenfei roared, "I don't care if you're Tian Ming or Ming Tian. You killed my brother, so I'll take your life."

With that said, Ling Zhenfei charged at Tian Ming.

Tian Ming sneered, "Jumping clown, overestimating yourself."

By now Ling Zhenfei had already made his move. While still far from Tian Ming, he began to attack, launching Heaven-Splitting Ten Fists from the first fist straight toward Tian Ming.

The gap between Ling Zhenfei and Tian Ming's strength was far too great, so he could only rely on this Cultivation Technique, Heaven-Splitting Ten Fists, which forcibly boosted his power.

With Heaven-Splitting Ten Fists, each fist was double the power of the previous one.

If Ling Zhenfei's first punch was at the level of an ordinary Dawen Realm expert, then the second punch was twice that, the third was four times, the fourth was eight times, and by the fifth it was sixteen times.

Ling Zhenfei figured that even if the Pursue Heart State was a whole major level above the Realm of Reaching Wisdom, no matter how much stronger it was, that sixteenfold power should at least inflict some damage on Tian Ming.

But just as Ling Zhenfei unleashed the fourth punch, Tian Ming made his move.

Ling Zhenfei's punches stacked one after another, almost landing in front of Tian Ming at the same time.

No matter how strong Tian Ming was, there was no way he would just let Northern Spiritual Energy attacks hit his body, so he struck out.

Once again, that same palm blasted toward Ling Zhenfei.

The eightfold power of Dawen Realm crashed head-on into the strength of the Pursue Heart State.

Boom! Northern Spiritual Energy burst in all directions, and Ling Zhenfei was directly blasted flying by the powerful Northern Spiritual Energy.

While in midair he could feel his throat tightening, his internal organs boiling, something wanting to surge out.

Ling Zhenfei forced it down, unable to help but sigh inwardly. No wonder they said the Pursue Heart State could秒杀 the Realm of Reaching Wisdom.

Even though he was already in The Threshold Realm, after using the first four punches of Heaven-Splitting Ten Fists, not just eightfold strength, he was still almost forced to spit blood by a single palm.

Ling Zhenfei steadied himself and landed on the stage. Although he'd been blasted back, he wasn't actually injured.

Tian Ming laughed. "Not bad, kid. You took a palm from me and can still stand. You can be proud of that."

Ling Zhenfei snorted, "You think this is over? What I'm going to do is kill you."

With that, Ling Zhenfei once more leapt up and charged at Tian Ming, Northern Spiritual Energy already condensed in his hands, the power of Heaven-Splitting Ten Fists Fifth Strike combined with Sky Piercing Finger blasting toward Tian Ming!

Tian Ming's face froze for a moment, then a trace of anger appeared as he said, "Kid, looks like you really want to die."

As he finished speaking, Northern Spiritual Energy suddenly began to flow over Tian Ming's body. That previous palm had only shown that Tian Ming hadn't really taken things seriously. Now, he was starting to.

Many people present had already turned their attention to this duel with such a huge disparity in strength.

One side was a Peak of Dawen Realm cultivator in The Threshold Realm, just one step away from breaking into the Pursue Heart State. The other was a Great Practitioner of the Pursue Heart State, at least in the late stage of that Realm.

By rights, the two shouldn't be comparable at all, yet now the late-stage Pursue Heart State Tian Ming was actually taking this seriously, which was enough to show that Ling Zhenfei had put some pressure on him.

Ling Zhenfei was in midair, powerful Northern Spiritual Energy surging over his body. The Earth-Splitting Fist of Heaven-Splitting Ten Fists Fifth Strike combined with Sky Piercing Finger's power blasted straight toward Tian Ming.

Tian Ming remained standing in place, not moving his body at all, but Northern Spiritual Energy was already surging out from him. That Northern Spiritual Energy seemed both present and absent, extremely mysterious.

Ling Zhenfei's Sky Piercing Finger struck toward Tian Ming first, followed immediately by Heaven-Splitting Ten Fists smashing toward him.

Northern Spiritual Energy stirred over Tian Ming's body, but he didn't dodge; instead, he sent a palm straight at Ling Zhenfei.