Ultragenic Warlord

Chapter 1162: An Ocean of Gray Sludge

Li Feng's technique had been based on one of Zhang Lie's, but by now, he had converted it into something completely his own.

As Li Feng punched forward, light-attuned genetic energy transformed into a raging flood. Thick, concentrated energy, like roaring dragons and galloping steeds, like sharp blades piercing heaven and earth, fell from the sky. The entire hall was lit up with white.

The six heads simultaneously exploded.

Light brimmed over Li Feng's body. As he howled, an arclight dragon manifested over his fists. "[Light's Bulwark: Thousand Dragons Soaring]!"

The dragons roared. As Li Feng punched upward into the sky, all his genetic energy condensed in his fists, launching thousands of dragons into the sky.

The dragons' cries sounded like peals of thunder as they swooped through the air, each dragon so large it could swallow a blazing sun whole.

The thousand dragons fell toward the Moon of Thousand Faces like countless meteors. The gray sludge transformed into an ashen hurricane, blocking the dragons' advances and obliterating them.

"[Birth of the Holy Dragon]!" Li Feng leapt high into the air and landed on the dragon's head, his sword gleaming brightly as though it had been dipped in liquid light. As he raised the sword to the skies, it glowed and expanded, morphing into a huge blade of light.

The blade parted the clouds and lit up the entire patch of void. At that very moment, Li Feng looked like a god descending from the heavens.

The dragon swooped down, causing the gray sludge to explode where he made contact. The gray sludge formed a pair of hands to catch the arclight dragon, but Li Feng slashed down with his sword and rent a hole in those hands, freeing countless souls from eternal torment.

"[Birth of the Holy Dragon: Starcrest Dragonblade]!" Li Feng yelled out. He pulled out a blade from which light began to gather. As he struck, dozens of dragons fell from the skies like meteors, illuminating the void.

The slashes sent the gray sludge flying through the air.

"[Birth of the Holy Dragon: Arclight Slash]!"

Li Feng lifted his sword high above his head. A silvery-white dragon emerged from behind him, merged with the sword, and sent a beam of light piercing the skies. Li Feng struck, and the sword slash morphed into a dragon.

The arclight dragon careened into the ashen hurricane. The sword was so sharp it could slice through anything, cutting apart the hurricane in a slash so fast it happened in the blink of an eye. A scar was left on the ocean in its wake.

The gray sludge transformed into a hundred snakes, criss-crossing in the air.

"[Birth of the Holy Dragon: Milky Way Slash]!" Dozens of sword slashes emanated from Li Feng, each with a starry splendor reminiscent of the Milky Way. The stars in the night sky shone brightly as a galaxy seemed to unfold around Li Feng.

The starlight was so splendid that it would make any onlookers dizzy.

The silver dragons, simultaneously real and illusory, swept away the gray serpents as though they had never existed.

The guests in the halls of chaos were stunned. To think even the Moon of Thousand Faces was being beaten by Li Feng!

The guests were certain that the opposite was going to happen. After all, Li Feng's opponent was the Moon of Thousand Faces, one of the strongest attendees at the banquet.

Only Li Feng himself knew that, despite how the battle might appear to the onlookers, he was only able to do limited damage to the Moon of Thousand Faces. After all, his opponent was able to transform the hall's sturdy, reinforced floor to a swamp just by breathing out vapors. Much of Li Feng's attack had been blocked and absorbed by the gray fog.

"[Birth of the Holy Dragon]!" Li Feng cut forward with another slash. The overflowing sword energy materialized in the form of a light dragon that tore through the gray sludge.

As Li Feng's attacks landed one after the other, the Moon of Thousand Faces, having suffered a number of rather serious blows, shrunk in volume. The gray sludge covered far smaller an area than before, becoming more a lake than an ocean, and the thousand faces became a hundred.

Li Feng's attacks, weakened though they might be, were rather effective. On the other hand, the Moon of Thousand Faces had yet to get in even one good hit.

"[The Boundless Blade: Cloudstep]!" Li Feng soared into the air, clouds appearing by his feet to propel him forward. He sent his light-imbued sword arcing through the air as an arclight dragon rushed into the sky alongside his back. The dragon swooped down toward the Moon of Thousand Faces, causing another explosion of gray sludge. The entire lake of gray sludge was roiling, and a hundred heads were sent flying toward the sky.

Their necks were tied together by gray tendrils as they floated toward and attacked Li Feng.

Waving his giant blade around, Li Feng cut apart the heads in a flurry of silver light. The next moment, he began to glow.

"[Birth of the Holy Dragon: Realm of Heaven]!" Li Feng raised his sword high into the air. Light-attuned genetic energy gathered around it, invoking the stars and even the will of the world itself. A holy chant seemed to fill the air.

The light-attuned genetic energy that gathered around Li Feng manifested as angel's wings on his back. He seemed to be right by the lake of gray sludge, but simultaneously a world apart—in a dimension beyond, where the gray sludge couldn't attack back.

Even the king of chaos seemed stupefied. In the eighteenth layer of space, Li Feng had nevertheless invoked spatial authority.

It was far harder to control space and time in such a deep layer of space, and for Li Feng to be using such a tactic revealed the depth of his strength. It was far more impressive an achievement than when Zhou Ying had torn apart space with her daggers.

A hundred dragons wrapped around Li Feng's sword, and his light-attuned genetic energy was forming complicated patterns around him. Light swirled around him, as though manifesting in the form of illusions, as he swung his blade down.

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Radiant white light exploded from the point of impact, the holy light of heaven. Suddenly, all that light disappeared.

The heads that had been hovering around Li Feng transformed into wisps of soulstuff, which rose into the air amidst holy light.

As the Moon of Thousand Faces lost many of the souls that were trapped in its gray sludge, it deflated like a balloon that had a leak. Where once there had been an ocean, there was now a little pool.

"Let this final blow be a mark of honor against a skilled opponent." The next moment, Li Feng struck with his sword. A river of holy light seemed to trail behind him, and arclight dragons could be seen amidst the light. An ornate pair of doors could be seen at the source of the holy river. "[The Boundless Blade: Heaven's Gate]!"