Chapter 84: For He Is the Chosen One of Destiny

"Chu Feng, you are the Supreme Elder of the Grand Profound Dao Sect. With Jialuo following you, she has found herself a powerful protector. But if I ever learn that you dare betray her, I, Huang Chao, even if I die, will return as a vengeful spirit to exact my revenge upon you," Huang Chao declared to Chu Feng.

Chu Feng replied calmly, "Rest assured. Since Jialuo is my woman, it is naturally my duty to care for her. As for you, you can die in peace."

As soon as these words fell, Chu Feng flicked his finger, and a surge of magical force coalesced into a sword, instantly piercing through Huang Chao's body.

Huang Chao died on the spot.

[Ding, congratulations to the host for slaying the Child of Fate, Huang Chao. You have gained 2 million Fortune Points and the following rewards.]

[Reward 1: A strand of Primordial Force.]
[Reward 2: A strand of Merit.]
[Reward 3: A strand of Faith.]

Staring at the three rewards, Chu Feng was momentarily stunned.

The three greatest powers beneath the heavens: Primordial Force, Merit, and Faith.

The problem was, even with these three forces, he had no use for them at the moment.

It would have been better if the rewards were cultivation, magical treasures, or techniques.

But instead, it was these three powers.

Previously, conquering Jialuo had granted him 1,500 years of cultivation. Yet even with that, breaking through to the late Great Ascension stage still seemed just out of reach.

Chu Feng had hoped for another cultivation reward to push him over the edge, but it seemed that hope was for naught.

Primordial Force, the power that birthed the world at the dawn of creation.

Merit, the reward granted by the Heavenly Dao.

Faith, the power of devotion bestowed by all living beings.

Primordial Force could make one an immortal.

Merit could make one a saint.

Faith could make one a god.

As for their specific uses, Chu Feng had no time to ponder.

Because at that very moment, someone else was waiting for him.

Han Feng.

His entire being was thrown into disarray.

Just as Chu Feng had suspected earlier, Han Feng had placed a hidden contingency within Huang Chao, which could have caused Huang Chao's spiritual power to erupt chaotically at a critical moment, resulting in his body exploding and his death.

The force would have been enough to destroy the entire Emerald Jade Pavilion.

By then, Han Feng could have emerged as a savior, winning the favor of all the women and infiltrating their circle. With the power of his psyche, he could have slowly influenced them, and soon enough, he would have taken them all as his own.

But things had unfolded too quickly. He hadn't even had time to trigger his backup plan before Chu Feng killed Huang Chao.

"Damn it, it's him again, ruining everything for me."

"Chu Feng, I will never let you off lightly. You must die!"

A raging inferno of hatred filled Han Feng's mind. His gaze locked onto Chu Feng—had looks been able to kill, Chu Feng would have died a thousand deaths already.

"Master, please, strike him down! Kill Chu Feng and avenge your disciple. It was his interference that ruined everything. If he doesn't die, I can never swallow this humiliation!"

The Elder of Heart Demons nodded, "Very well. This Chu Feng is doomed."

"Thank you, Master!" Han Feng rejoiced.

The way he looked at Chu Feng changed, as if he were already seeing a corpse.

"Chu Feng, you'll die a wretched death. You crippled my cultivation, gouged out my eyes, stole my woman. You'd never expect that even after all the harm you've done to me, I, Han Feng, survived. Not only did I survive, I found Master, the Elder of Heart Demons, and began training in the path of the mind. Now, I've come back for revenge."

"Is that so? Just you, a blind man, and another blind man, think you can seek revenge against me, Chu Feng?"

Just as Han Feng was furiously fuming inside, Chu Feng's voice suddenly rang in his ears.

Han Feng jumped in fright.

But only for a moment—he quickly regained his composure and looked toward Chu Feng in the distance.

He said, "Master, we've been discovered by Chu Feng."

The Elder of Heart Demons flashed forward and launched an attack at Chu Feng.

The Mind Arrow.

A shaft of psychic energy shot toward Chu Feng.

In terms of psychic power, Chu Feng was indeed no match for the Elder of Heart Demons, but when it came to cultivation, the elder was far beneath him.

Psychic power, to put it plainly, was much like soul force—a variant thereof. Once struck, a person's mind would collapse, and death was inevitable.

As the Mind Arrow was about to strike him, Chu Feng suddenly laughed. He reacted instantaneously, waving his hand and invoking the Netherworld Visualization Technique, merging it with his own psychic force to create a whirlwind that surged toward the Mind Arrow.

The Mind Arrow was instantly destroyed.

And the whirlwind, formed of soul and mind, showed no sign of dissipating. Instead, it turned and rushed toward the Elder of Heart Demons.

The elder's face changed drastically. He grabbed Han Feng and pulled him behind, his expression grave. "This opponent is formidable, not at all at the Nascent Soul stage. We need to go!"

Han Feng was stunned, his voice anxious. "Master, are you saying you're not his match? But you’re at the Integration stage!"

The Elder of Heart Demons shook his head. "I am indeed not his match. If we don't leave now, we won't get another chance!"

"Hmph."

At that moment, Chu Feng's voice rang out, filled with disdain. "Even if you try to flee now, you still won't escape."

"Come back here."

Chu Feng's figure flickered and instantly blocked the path of the Elder of Heart Demons and Han Feng.

With scorn, he said, "Han Feng, how many times have you come seeking death now? Never mind the previous attempts, but this time you even brought another blind man with you."

"What is it? You can't be content to die alone?"

"Fine, I'll oblige you both."

"Die."

Dragon-Subduing Palm.

A host of golden dragons soared forth, surging toward the Elder of Heart Demons in a single, devastating palm strike.

At that moment, the Elder of Heart Demons realized in despair that the psychic power he was so proud of was nothing but a joke before Chu Feng—shattering at the slightest touch.

"Urgh!"

He coughed up a mouthful of blood.

The Elder of Heart Demons shoved Han Feng aside and roared, "Run! I'll hold him off!"

"Master!"

Han Feng had always been selfish, concerned only with his own interests, but this time he never expected his master would rather face mortal danger himself just to buy him a chance to escape.

"Go, now!" the Elder of Heart Demons bellowed again.

Gritting his teeth, Han Feng said to his master, "Master, I will avenge you!"

With that, he turned and fled without hesitation.

Watching Han Feng escape, the Elder of Heart Demons breathed a sigh of relief and coldly said to Chu Feng, "Who would have thought that the Supreme Elder of a mere second-rate Dao Sect would turn out to be a Great Ascension Celestial? I underestimated you. But if you want to kill me, it won't be that easy."

Chu Feng scoffed, "Do you really think you can stop me? Do you know why I haven't killed you yet? Because I'm interested in your path of the mind. As for Han Feng, do you really think he can avenge you?"

The Elder of Heart Demons replied with confidence, "Why couldn't he? Chu Feng, you may be a Great Ascension Celestial, but you'll never understand what Han Feng truly is."

"These setbacks are merely trials for him. And you—you are only a stepping stone on his path to immortality and godhood. So what if you are a Great Ascension Celestial? In the end, you will die by his hand."

"Because he is the Child of Destiny."