Extreme Spirit Chaos Technique

Watching Feng Chaoming gradually disappear, Mu Chen sighed in resignation, but his heart was filled with joy. He finally understood what it meant to be a true master! And what filled him with joy was that this true master was going to share his lifetime of combat experience with him!

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The days passed one by one, and Mu Chen had absorbed nearly all the ambient Light Attribute Elemental Power on Holy Beast Mountain. Fortunately, he had only absorbed the surface-level amount, so it wasn’t enough to affect the overall balance of the mountain.

Floating in mid-air, Mu Chen gazed down at Holy Beast Mountain, where he had spent a full fifteen days. He felt a surge of emotion as he reflected on all he had gained.

During these fifteen days, besides absorbing Light Attribute Elemental Power, he fought Feng Chaoming at least three times a day. Each bout lasted for two hours, day or night, with no breaks for meals or sleep. Feng Chaoming’s only rule was that Mu Chen could launch a surprise attack whenever and wherever he wanted, without any reservations.

In those fifteen days, Mu Chen launched over a hundred surprise attacks against Feng Chaoming, each at a different time, each with a unique approach. But even so, not a single one had succeeded. Moreover, every time Feng Chaoming sensed an attack, he would instantly suppress his Primordial Power from the Saint Realm down to match Mu Chen’s level.

This both astounded and demoralized Mu Chen. ’To have enough time to think about suppressing his power *during* my surprise attack—and actually succeed in doing it—what does that say about us? It means the gap between me and Feng Chaoming is impossibly vast! So vast that if he wanted to, he could kill me with a single poke of his finger!’

And now, this man who could kill him with a single finger was standing right beside him, watching him with a relaxed, unconcerned expression.

With a yawn, Feng Chaoming said, "Let’s call an end to our little surprise-attack arrangement for now. It’s time to head back to the Eternal Holy Domain. After all, just gaining combat experience without advancing your Martial Arts Realm will only get you so far. If your attacks all land but don’t cause any actual damage, then there isn’t much point to them, is there?"

Mu Chen couldn’t agree more. Throughout all these days of training, he was always the one being dominated—brutally so. Yet every time Feng Chaoming’s attacks landed on him, he didn’t feel the slightest bit of pain. ’One thing is for sure,’ he thought, ’it’s not because he’s holding back! Feng Chaoming is really using all his strength.’

"Let’s go."

Mu Chen pouted but said nothing more. You think Mu Chen is being difficult? No, no, no—if you had been beaten up by the same person every day for a month, you’d be a little ticked off too, wouldn’t you? Especially when that person acted completely nonchalant after doing the beating.

Feng Chaoming, of course, knew what Mu Chen was thinking, but he just let out a hearty laugh. He raised his right arm and swiped his fist through the air, tearing open a massive spatial passage in front of him. He had originally gone to find Nameless fifteen days ago, but as luck would have it, Nameless wasn’t on the mountain. Because of the delay, the tunnel was never completed, so now he had no choice but to personally take Mu Chen back to the Eternal Holy Domain.

Mu Chen looked up at the familiar black rift and stepped inside. After taking a few more steps, he vanished completely into the darkness. Feng Chaoming followed only after he was gone. Subtly, he had positioned himself to walk behind Mu Chen, a small detail that Mu Chen failed to notice...