Chapter 1349 1308: Chen Fei vs. Canghu King

The Mystic Soul King appears as an ordinary old man, yet his skin resembles bronze, firm and robust, draped in an ancient Dao robe that gives off a sinister aura. Rumor has it that the Mystic Soul King is not human, but rather a black flood dragon that has gained sentience!

Flood dragons have always been celestial spirits, overwhelmingly powerful, and even more so, the Mystic Soul King nearly reaching the Peak of Mystic Heaven Position of the Demon King realm, which makes him terrifying. It's no wonder the Heaven-Pillar Hall would only send him alone to deal with the Spear-wielding War King because the Nine Dragon King deemed him sufficient.

Heaven-Pillar Hall is one of the five major forces in the latter half of the Inner Region, and topping the latter half's summit, their background is truly unimaginable to ordinary people.

At a certain place in the Flower God Mountain Range, towering and imposing, a concealed short peak among the mountains stands like a celestial pillar amidst the boundless deep green forests, full of mystery! It exudes an awe-inspiring presence.

"You must be Chen Fei, Master Chen. I am Mystic Soul of Heaven-Pillar Hall, paying my respects."

The Mystic Soul King is quite courteous to Chen Fei because they've already confirmed the efficacy of the Sense God Pill.

A few days ago, an elder from Heaven-Pillar Hall long trapped at the Peak of Great Heaven Rank took the Sense God Pill, and now successfully broke through to the Mystic Heaven Position Realm.

Just a single pill could actually break the shackles for a person at the Peak of Great Heaven Rank, enabling them to become a Mystic Heaven Position King - how terrifying is that?

With such a method, Chen Fei is surely respected as an honored guest everywhere he goes, revered by major forces.

Powers like Heaven-Pillar Hall, Mystic Heaven Position Kings are not cabbages - they are influential giants, strategic deterrents!

"Greetings, Mystic Soul King." Chen Fei replied while secretly gauging him. As expected of Heaven-Pillar Hall's envoy to deal with the Spear-wielding War King, his aura... truly formidable, reminiscent of facing those Sin Dragons from before. Suffocating.

At this moment, another elderly with flowing white hair approached from behind Mystic Soul King, appearing in his sixties or seventies, yet spirited, a long pot-like mark faintly shimmering on his forehead, looked at Chen Fei.

"I am Canghu, greetings to Master Chen." The elder raised his hand toward Chen Fei and slowly spoke.

"Canghu?" Startled by the name, Chen Fei narrowed his eyes, glancing at him, then at Lin King. His eyes conveyed an inquisitive look.

"The Cang Clan has always been on good terms with our Heaven-Pillar Hall. Upon hearing of some misunderstanding with Master Chen, we specifically informed them for reconciliation." Lin King slightly embarrassed, said.

Chen Fei felt some embarrassment upon hearing this. Reconciliation? How could there be reconciliation when lives were taken?

"Haha." At this point, Canghu King chuckled at Chen Fei, "Those fools met their end at Master Chen's hands due to their own actions. Rest assured, this won't affect our relationship."

Chen Fei's face eased somewhat on hearing this and apologized, "I was somewhat impulsive as well, my apologies."

"No need." Canghu King smiled and shook his head, yet moments later, his previously kind eyes suddenly became piercing like an eagle's, locking onto Chen Fei with a light hint of an aura, slowly speaking.

"However, I heard Master Chen's martial prowess is extremely strong, capable of instantaneously defeating Peak figures of Great Heaven Rank… I, a humble Daoist, feel a bit itchy at the moment, wondering if Master Chen could indulge me?"

"Hmm?" Sage King Mystic Soul King's brows furrowed, looking at Canghu King.

"Canghu King, you?" Lin King's expression turned unpleasant, looking at Canghu King. They were here to reconcile today, what was Canghu King doing?

"Rest assured, I'm genuinely just feeling itchy… How about this, limit it to just one move. After one move, all past grievances will vanish into thin air, what do you think, Master Chen?" Canghu King calmly said, watching Chen Fei.

"Alright." Chen Fei readily agreed, understanding the other's dissatisfaction. So be it, one move it is.

"Master Chen…" Lin King's expression changed, instinctively reaching out, but Mystic Soul King stopped him, shaking his head.

"Since both are willing, allow me to arbitrate. One move is the limit."

Mystic Soul King calmly said, suddenly transforming his gaze into a colossal black flood dragon stretching hundreds of feet, imposing an immense pressure, terrifying to the extreme.

He coiled around the mountain peak, his black body tightly wound like steel crafted by countless hammerings, unmovable. The black body akin to the dawn's radiance, cascaded down, enveloping Chen Fei and Mystic Soul King.

Boom!

"My apologies, Master Chen."

Seeing this scene, Canghu King narrowed his eyes, then the pot-like mark on his brow exploded with light, unexpectedly flying out, swelling against the wind, becoming a sky-reaching giant pot, terrifying like a celestial pillar!

"This is the Canghu King's Lifebound Spiritual Artifact, Sky Pot of the Limit… frightening indeed." Lin King's eyes sharply focused from the side, the Cang Clan enters Dao through artifacts, this Sky Pot of the Limit being a Mid-Grade Spiritual Artifact, indeed terrifying.

"Mid-Grade Spiritual Artifact?" Chen Fei frowned, then flipped his hand.

"Chant!"

He uttered softly, his voice reverberating like a Golden Bell, vibrating the void.

When his voice fell, Chen Fei's palm began to tremble slightly, then spiritual light surged, splendid flames roared forth, finally converging in his palm, turning into a magnificent fireball.

The flames sometimes transformed into dragons, sometimes into divine birds, standing in the void, full of oppressive presence, suffocating! Like a True Dragon lurking in slumber.

"This is…" Lin King's eyes seized with tremor staring at the flamboyant flames in Chen Fei's hand, sensing the overwhelming power contained within. Once this flame erupts, even standing within it, he'd be annihilated!

All living beings within would be obliterated.

The Mystic Soul King in the sky, having transformed into a hundred-foot black flood dragon, also focused intensely on the fireball, his vast brow furrowed deeply.

Though beautiful, the flames were akin to a lurking ferocious dragon, at first glance, making one's breath difficult.

Canghu King, observing the dancing flames, his elderly face appeared grave. Even he sensed intense danger from it.

"As expected of Master Chen, truly lives up to the name!"

Canghu King murmured under his breath, immediately not daring any negligence, as the towering giant pot behind him erupted like a blazing sun, emitting scorching light, with destruction aura faintly surfacing within.

Buzz!

The Sky Pot of the Limit trembled, releasing vast light under the heat, causing the heavens and earth to shake.

Chen Fei fixated on the Sky Pot, unconsciously his expression grew solemn. Canghu King was clearly entering Dao through artifacts, and the Sky Pot of the Limit was a Mid-Grade Magical Artifact, surely not simple?