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One more bolt of lightning. And another, and another.

Even after the sixth bolt, Liu Feng stood strong, but his body was all bloodied up. He could feel his consciousness slipping, but if he lost now, the only step was death.

And then, the seventh bolt of lightning arrived. This bolt was not like the previous ones. The previous ones felt like simple bolts of lightning. This one bolt though, was not.

It had three colors, and it no longer was in the form of a bolt of lightning. Rather, it was like a serpent, trying to lunge at Liu Feng.

Liu Feng changed the form of the ethereal weapon at will and held the spear in his hands. While there were a few gasps around him, he did not care.

His life was more important, and he could not afford to be caught lacking. He was basically facing a beast of its own right, and to go against a beast, he had to fight, not defend.

The serpent was about to reach him, when his own spear started sparkling.

"Blue Dragon Spear Art! Blue Dragon Breaks through Hell!"

A blue dragon roared as the spear met the serpent. The two scaled beasts started fighting fiercly, seeing which one was superior. And Liu Feng felt a huge drain of his Qi at this point.

And as if the heavens sensed that he was at his peak, another bolt of lighting came down in the form of a wolf.

Two beasts, as large as houses themselves, faced one small dragon in comparison.

The dragon was torn apart immediately.

"Two at once? This is too unfair." Liu Feng cursed, but he had no one to complain to. Someone wanted him dead, what could he do?

He mustered all the Qi that was within him.

"Flowing Cloud Spear Art, Seventh Form! Petals of fury!"

Liu Feng felt his dantian empty. His spear started furiously piercing through the lightning beasts. Afterimages of the spear could be visible to everyone.

Soon, riddled with holes, the two lightning beasts roared with pain as if they were real, sentient beings, and fell towards Liu Feng.

Before they could reach him, they dissolved into runes, and all these runes merged with Liu Feng.

He could feel something crucial was missing though. The fight was not over. He looked up at the clouds, gearing together for one final fight. This was going to be the final strike, he just knew it.

But he had no Qi to face it. He used up all his Qi to face the two beasts that had come at him together. And now, he was going to face his impending doom.

He had no time now. If he was taking a pill, he would be left defenceless. In his hands, his weapon was no longer a spear, but a shield. He had no Qi to attack. He could only hope to defend.

The clouds rumbled, as if laughing at him, and then, the blinding light came clashing down.

Liu Feng took one look and he knew that he couldn\'t defend it with his shield. He could feel his life flashing by him. But then, his memories slowed down, and he remembered his time in the cave.

"The heaven devouring art, if it can\'t devour an attack from the heavens themselves, what use is it?" he laughed.

Then, to everyone\'s dismay, he started moving his body rhythmically, as if he was going to accept this coming bolt of lightning.

By the time the bolt of lightning reached him, he was in the final stance of the heaven devouring art, and he held both of his hands forward.

The bolt of lightning struck him, and he held the bolt forcefully with his arms.

Aaaargh!

He screamed with pain as he felt the skin on his hands tear off. But he could feel it. The heaven devouring art worked its magic. He could feel the will of the heavens above weaken. Whatever was happening, he was taking their energy from them, and that was making their will weaker.

The bolt of lightning dimmed, and he felt runes of lightning fill his body. He could see inside his body, the same sparks of lightning that he saw on those clouds.

This was simply too terrifying! Tribulation lightning was something that no one could control. To control it was to claim that they were greater than the heavens themselves, to claim that they were gods. And who would?

The bolt of lighting finally dimmed, and Liu Feng could see it clearly. Inside his dantian, was no longer a core. In its stead was a calm looking man. But this man felt so familiar. Looking at his face, Liu Feng felt like he was looking at a mirror, and yet he was not.

"He looks so similar to me as Gray, and me as Feng." he realized.

But he felt something else. As the clouds above him retreated, he could feel a strange power fill his body. He felt like he was powerful, much more powerful than before. He felt like he could scale the great skies and actually trample mountains.

Yet, he knew that this was not the place for him to start looking at his new powers. After all, even though he had grown so strong, and finally entered the fabled Xiantian Stage, he was still not safe yet.

If this man he was facing was past the Xiantian realm, stronger than even his master, then this man could destroy him in seconds.

He used mind eye on the man who was standing on the other side of the arena.

"Level - ???

Name - Long Xian

Cultivation - ???"

"I still can\'t see his cultivation. How powerful is he?" Liu Feng wondered with shock.

Ping!

[Host has reached Soul Formation Stage, First layer.]

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