Chapter 1163: Metallic Hurricane

Chapter 1163: Metallic Hurricane"[The Boundless Blade: Heaven's Gate]!" As the gates of heaven opened up, countless arclight dragons poured out from behind the doors, forming a concentrated river of light and illuminating the hall.

"Let's stop the match here." Before the flood of arclight dragons could land on the Moon of Thousand Faces, the king of chaos jumped in. He blocked the entirety of Li Feng's attack.

"The victor has been decided. We don't need to keep going," the king of chaos concluded. Li Feng stopped short.

A human face appeared within the gray sludge. "I apologize, leader. I've damaged your reputation."

"No, you've done well. You exhibited our strength and participated in a captivating battle." With a wave of his hand, the king of chaos turned back time. The Moon of Thousand Faces' body once again grew as large as an ocean.

If the king of chaos were to turn back time right after Li Feng had launched an ultimate attack, he might very well vomit from exhaustion.

The king of chaos continued, "State your wish."

Li Feng thought for a moment, then demurred. "Let's forget about it."

The guests began to murmur to each other.

Li Feng continued, "We should strive for our goals. Accomplishing them through wishes would be a waste of our lives—we need to be overcoming trials and challenges."

Would an easy life be meaningful? Not to Li Feng, at any rate.

If he wanted to catch up to Zhang Lie, he would do so with his own feet. If he wanted superior world's energy, he would excavate it with his own hands. What kind of man would he be to get everything via the king of chaos' wishes?

The guests glanced at each other with growing dissatisfaction.

Hong Xi had also turned the king of chaos down, but she had at least inquired as to the wish—she was simply dissatisfied with the manner by which it would be granted. On the other hand, Li Feng was rejecting it outright.

How many entities among the three thousand worlds had wishes they would give anything to fulfill? All those guests participating in the Night Banquet had staked their all on this, and many guests present now had lost their freedom because of their participation.

They looked toward Li Feng with dismay and annoyance, feeling as though he were embarrassing the king of chaos and highlighting their futility.

Even so, considering how Li Feng had taken down the Moon of Thousand Faces, none of the guests dared speak up.

Li Feng's strength spoke volumes.

The king of chaos seemed rather surprised. "That's precisely how I feel. How interesting! It's a pity that you've already chosen to accompany Zhang Lie... if you ever change your mind, let me know at any time."

The king of chaos was making a twofold offer: if Li Feng ever wanted a wish fulfilled, the king of chaos would help him do so, and simultaneously, if he ever felt as though he were being treated poorly, the king of chaos would offer him the most gracious terms.

"Thank you, but I'm doing well." Li Feng marched toward Zhang Lie and the other members of Team Zenith.

A complex entity, whose body was hemispherical and composed of gray shining metallic cylindrical particles, slowly moved toward the center of the hall.

Those who looked at it had the strange sense that there might have been multiple glowing, sparkling eyes between the cylinders, but no matter from which direction they looked, all they could see was the space delineated by the cylinders.

The Parter of Veils floated quietly at the center of the hall. Sun Xiaowu strode forward, step by step, as Sun Mengmeng cheered him from behind.

Sun Xiaowu smiled as he turned back, then clenched his fists tightly.

"[Blinding Flash: Thousandfold Echo]!"

Sun Xiaowu's body split into over a thousand clones, so many they seemed to fill the sky. Each was simultaneously real and illusory.

The gray, metallic amalgamation transformed into a hurricane of metal that shot toward Sun Xiaowu.

"[Golden Divide]!" The thousand clones all used [Golden Divide] simultaneously, coloring the sky in gold and raining down golden feathers in such numbers that it seemed as though a thunderstorm had just formed out of thin air.

The metallic cylinders smashed into the storm of golden feathers and continued on unharmed.

Yang Ze smirked as he turned toward the witch of dreams. "Are you going to say we have no chance of victory again?"

The witch of dreams hmphed. "Don't blame me for not warning you all in advance—the Parter of Veils is certainly among the top five guests present."

"[Goldenscale Palm: Split]!"

Golden radiance struck the land. Sun Xiaowu's palms brimmed with golden light as a dense layer of golden scales covered his skin. His aura suddenly shifted, and his right arm glowed with resplendent light. S~ᴇaʀᴄh the ɴøvᴇlFɪre.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of nøvels early and in the highest quality.

An aura of intense strength emanated from Sun Xiaowu's body.

Sun Xiaowu took a step forward, then punched with all his might, generating a dominating wave of genetic energy.

The attack landed like a nuclear explosion. Golden light rose into the air, and the overwhelming radiance forced all the onlookers to shut their eyes. The attack struck the hurricane and smashed a hole in it, but it quickly reformed within moments.

Before the gray metallic cylinders could restore themselves, Sun Xiaowu's golden clones dashed forward.

"[Blinding Flash: Self-Destruct]!" They suddenly radiated with golden light so bright the entire hall was illuminated.

However, the Parter of Veils was prepared for this attack. Sun Xiaowu hadn't noticed that the small eyes hidden behind the cylinders had been paying attention to Sun Xiaowu's clones, and metallic shards sprayed out of the cylinders.

The shards tore apart Sun Xiaowu's clones, and even Sun Xiaowu himself was caught by the spray.

"[Adamantine Aegis]!" A layer of golden runes covered Sun Xiaowu's skin, shining brightly like a brand. As the metal shards landed on his body, sending sparks flying.

"[Blinding Flash: Ten Thousandfold Echo]!" The moment the spray of metallic shards stopped, Sun Xiaowu's body split into over ten thousand clones, an entire battalion of soldiers by himself. Each clone was simultaneously real and illusory.

The gray metallic cylinders made a move once more, transforming into a hurricane of metal that devoured Sun Xiaowu's clones.

"[Goldenscale Palm: Qilin]!" Seizing that opportunity, Sun Xiaowu and all his clones leapt up into the air, performing exactly the same action. Golden light flashed from their arms and illuminated the sky. Tens of thousands of clones merged into Sun Xiaowu's main body, and the countless activated copies of the technique merged into one.

Golden scales covered up Sun Xiaowu's arm as it grew thicker and thicker, and the image of a golden qilin appeared behind him.

He rushed forward, golden scales appearing over his arm as he smashed into the hurricane, sending golden light flaring and metallic shards flying as a shockwave of force swept over everyone in the hall.