Cultivating for a hundred lifetimes to ascension Chapter 1453 - 785: Escape Through the Door (Part 2)

Following a brief contemplation, he sensed profound difficulty, uncertain about the path forward.

Amid his uncertainty, the earth abruptly burst with brilliant white radiance, laced with infinite murderous aura, rushing straight at Zhao Sheng.

Zhao Sheng's gaze sharpened, his form blurred, and he vanished from his spot in an instant.

Moments later, a massive White Ape materialized from nowhere, high in the emptiness a hundred miles distant.

In that pivotal instant, Zhao Sheng revealed his final hidden ace: Space-Time Teleportation!

After a swift survey, he teleported yet again.

Upon reappearing, he perched upon the skull of a shaggy, horned bull with a rough hide.

Simultaneously, his fist launched like a shooting star, packed with mountain-crushing might, slamming without warning into the bull's brow.

The strike landed so unexpectedly, catching the bull off guard, that even its diamond-hard skull got punctured, leaving a gaping wound.

The bull's eyes bulged, and it plummeted directly into the abyss.

Zhao Sheng gripped the bull's remains, tumbling alongside it toward the surface.

As they descended, rivulets of crimson glow streamed from the carcass, steadily merging into Zhao Sheng’s frame.

With the crimson glow flooding in, the White Ape’s form stretched taller and bulkier once more, its power doubling, while muscles, skeleton, and even blood essence transformed dramatically.

Once the crimson glow fully integrated, Zhao Sheng’s physique had swelled to twenty-eight zhang in height, nearly rivaling a colossal black bear.

Hmm?

Zhao Sheng abruptly grinned in delight, noticing that mysterious constraint easing up, his latent "Will" stirring back to life, along with a sense of the concealed Immortal Awakening Tripod inside.

"No wonder the Phoenix, White Tiger, and other beasts possess such tremendous might; they've evidently lifted certain seals already," Zhao Sheng whispered, his gaze flaring with scorching blood flames.

"Giant Spirit Battle Body, activate!"

With a booming cry, the White Ape’s physique exploded outward in size, surging to two hundred zhang within a flash, its strength surging ten times over right away.

The instant after, Zhao Sheng thumped his chest with both fists, roaring toward the heavens, before vaulting upward, turning into a streak of pale brilliance that hurtled at the closest Dragon Head.

...

Cascades of white radiance flowed through the emptiness, crossing paths like a vast canopy net, trapping every beast inside.

Right then, a mass of fiery clouds weaved deftly near the Dragon Head, often blasting huge bursts of Phoenix Divine Flames onto the corpse dragon's cranium, scorching it repeatedly.

The Phoenix Divine Flames were known to burn all things to ash, yet against the Dragon Head, their typical ferocity faded, only etching a handful of fissures.

Still, the white radiance swiftly mended those fissures, making them disappear.

The Phoenix’s stare stayed utterly serene, as though this was routine for it.

Having been confined in this place for endless eras, it knew full well the terror of the Holy Beast Corpse Spirit.

Legends held that the former Peacock Ming King and Golden-winged Roc resisted every incantation, much like the Nine-headed Dragon King.

To the Phoenix, shattering the Dragon Head seemed out of reach. The vital goal was locating the Reincarnation Gate and forcing it open.

Spotting the Reincarnation Gate proved simple; it hid below... each Dragon Head’s "Reverse Scale".

Indeed, nine Reincarnation Gates existed this time!

That said, nobody could tell if all nine might unlock... or if just one was feasible!

Due to this doubt, the Phoenix held back some power, covertly eyeing other "beasts" to make the initial move.

Whoosh—the Phoenix’s wings halted mid-flap, abruptly detecting a "familiar" presence entering the Will Field.

"White Ape? Perfect timing!" The Phoenix’s mind raced, then it lifted its wings sharply, the colossal fiery clouds swelling with the motion.

Spotting the fiery clouds closing in from every side, Zhao Sheng’s heart iced over.

Before he could move, hordes of flame birds erupted from the fiery clouds, diving to block all his retreats.

Conceal himself?

No way—his battle fervor blazed to the skies, set on clashing directly!

In that instant, Zhao Sheng lifted his arm and balled his fist, unleashing a blow like an avalanche, firing off endless strikes in a heartbeat.

A barrage of blows, vast as ocean waves, smashed straight into the swarm of flame birds.

Boom boom boom...

The fiery clouds ballooned outward fiercely, then shattered into scattered fire trails and mist, fading into the void.

The Phoenix’s eyes tightened, too slow to evade, already facing a mountain-sized fist descending from thin air, poised to crush the Phoenix Crown.

Outrageous!

The Phoenix erupted in fury, the surrounding void twisting in hue, boundless Divine Flames erupting upward, forming myriad crystalline Phoenix Feathers that swallowed both the fist and the White Ape’s form.

Zhao Sheng bore the searing agony, hammered the Phoenix Crown, and flung it dozens of miles back in a flash.

The Phoenix hurtled away, barely dodging the white radiance cascade and escaping the doom of shattered bones.

Dozens of miles off, the Phoenix reined in its flames, hovering in the void, its phoenix gaze fixed backward, the blaze of rage in its face cooling to stillness.

Yet on Zhao Sheng’s end, his look darkened, glancing at his palms, where the backs were charred black, some bone showing through.

Thin red fire serpents clung to the bone surfaces, drilling into the marrow, inflicting unbearable torment.

Shock and rage filled Zhao Sheng; he promptly summoned the Will Field to encase the fire serpents, slowly dissolving them.

The fire serpents clung stubbornly, draining heaps of will with each one banished.

Witnessing this, Zhao Sheng’s caution toward the Phoenix peaked.

Before the Phoenix could launch another assault, he darted behind the white radiance cascade, vanishing completely.

"Haha, with my Invisible Fire Seal marking you, escape is impossible!" The Phoenix held back from chasing, merely sneering coldly.

Zhao Sheng had no clue that the foe had planted a secret brand on him.

After their short clash, he soared a thousand miles out, reaching under the most remote Dragon Head.

Following a thorough scan, his eyes gleamed, his focus locking swiftly below the Dragon Head’s chin.