Even if Chen Feng were to immediately discard Tie Changkong and Shangguan Yun aside, there was no way for Chen Feng to escape the Thunderhawk’s attack. It had locked down on him.

Helpless, Chen Feng released his grip, letting Tie Changkong and Shangguan Yun fall to the ground. Next, he mobilized all his strength to block the thick claws coming down on him.

Like tidal waves, all his opened insight acupoints erupted. The streams of longevity-type primary energy became like many great rivers charging through his body. His blood – filled with power – coursed like an erupting volcano.

At the same time, the three Prized artefacts that Chen Feng had fused into his body, the Overwhelming Astral Sword, Thousand Seeker Mirror and Bloody Soul, flew out from his body.

Facing this Great Yao with who knows how many Lightning Tribulations under its belt, Chen Feng had no plans of leaving his fate to luck. In but a flash, Chen Feng had mobilized every drop of energy within his body. Chen Feng had never felt this strong before. And yet, he did not have the slightest sense of confidence. Rather, Chen Feng felt that, even if he were to become...