After completely blocking the Evil Qi Dragon, Fu Jiaming turned to Zou Feng with a mocking gaze.

’So what if you killed the Reincarnated Sword Emperor? Do you really think the power of the Dao Foundation Realm is a joke?’

’Being crushed in every aspect isn’t just an empty threat!’

To put it bluntly, he could just stand there in the air, only defending and not retaliating, and let Zou Feng attack as he pleased.

The only possible outcome was that Zou Feng would fight until he collapsed from exhaustion.

"Zou Feng, what other moves do you have? Feel free to..."

Fu Jiaming, certain of his victory, couldn’t resist taunting him, but his words caught in his throat.

He had assumed that Zou Feng, just as he had when he fought Li Dingjie, would be completely spent after unleashing the Evil Qi Dragon.

But to his surprise, Zou Feng, standing on the Dragon Soaring, thrust his right arm to the sky and fired another Evil Qi Dragon.

’He can fire them in succession?!’

It was true that Fu Jiaming had just blocked the Evil Qi Dragon, but it had been far from easy.

His composure was built entirely on the assumption that Zou Feng could only fire one Evil Qi Dragon in a short period of time.

But two consecutive Evil Qi Dragons... that was a different story entirely.

’This makes no sense! A Cultivator in the Spiritual Energy Realm shouldn’t be able to fire such a resource-intensive Skill consecutively!’

How could Fu Jiaming possibly know that the current Zou Feng had absorbed the heart of an Ant King, granting him a "Dual Drive" system?

The enhancement it provided was far greater than a simple doubling of power...

Firing consecutive Fiendish King’s Poison Dragon Waves was already well within his capabilities.

After a brief moment of surprise, Fu Jiaming had not yet lost his composure.

The powerful endurance of the Dao Foundation Realm gave him all the confidence he needed.

Thirty-six Array barriers, summoned in an instant!

His previous eighteen Array barriers hadn’t been enough against the Evil Qi Dragon...

’So how about I instantly cast thirty-six Array barriers? Are you despairing yet, Zou Feng?’

The situation unfolded just as Fu Jiaming had expected.

The Evil Qi Dragon finally dissipated against the thirtieth Array barrier.

"Heh heh heh... A mere Spiritual Energy Realm Cultivator. No matter what tricks you pull, you won’t touch a single hair on my head!" Having nullified Zou Feng’s killing blow unscathed once again, Fu Jiaming let out a string of bizarre laughs.

However, his bizarre laughter died in his throat once again. Defying all logic, Zou Feng had raised his palm and unleashed a third Evil Qi Dragon.

This one was even more powerful and imposing than the previous two!

Seeing this, Fu Jiaming nearly swore out loud.

’Is this freaking endless?’

It was true he was still unharmed, but the problem was that instantly deploying thirty-six Array barriers wasn’t an easy feat, even for a Dao Foundation Realm Cultivator.

After executing such a powerful defensive maneuver, Fu Jiaming needed a moment to recover.

On the Dragon Soaring, Zou Feng let out a long breath, a hint of fatigue finally touching his expression.

The enhancement from his Dual Drive had its limits; three consecutive Poison Dragon Waves was it.

If he forced himself to continue, Zou Feng would suffer significant internal injuries.

However, though his Dual Drive was spent, Zou Feng still had the "Yang Sui Soul-Burning Skill"!

This Skill, derived from cultivating the Yang Sui Sutra to the Great Success stage, could ignite his Divine Soul with Yang Sui fire, sending him into a Frenzy state that drastically enhanced all his abilities.

It was essentially an enhanced version of the True Man State.

Of course, the price was enormous. While maintaining the soul-burning Skill, he had to multitask, using his Cultivation to mitigate the severe, life-draining consequences.

Fortunately, as long as he didn’t maintain this state for long, the side effects were mostly manageable.

The next moment, white Yang Sui fire erupted around Zou Feng. The earlier fatigue vanished instantly, and he became re-energized, as if shot full of adrenaline.

On his right arm, a fourth Fiendish King’s Poison Dragon Wave rapidly began to form!

Fu Jiaming was still struggling to deal with the third wave when he saw a fourth one was about to be unleashed...

"I..."

Seeing this, Fu Jiaming finally snapped and cursed aloud.

He could no longer maintain his composure. Not daring to cast more Array barriers, he began to frantically launch his own attacks in response.

Amid the violent explosions, already drained from the previous exchanges, Fu Jiaming let out a muffled grunt and fell from the sky.

After taking four Fiendish King’s Poison Dragon Waves head-on, even being in the Dao Foundation Realm wasn’t enough, especially since he had only recently broken through.

Although his injuries weren’t severe, Fu Jiaming couldn’t maintain flight for the time being.

After landing on the deck of the Dragon Soaring, Fu Jiaming scanned his surroundings but could see no sign of Zou Feng.

But he breathed a sigh of relief. ’Thank goodness. As long as a fifth Evil Qi Dragon isn’t about to come flying at me...’

’Huh!?’

The relieved thought had barely crossed his mind when Fu Jiaming realized something was wrong.

The Dragon Soaring had clearly been turned into a Poison Domain by Zou Feng, and it was now on the verge of a full-scale Burst.

This Poison Domain wasn’t something Zou Feng had set up on the fly.

After all, he had been setting a counter-trap for Fu Jiaming all along. How could he have spent the last few days on the Dragon Soaring without making preparations?

He hadn’t just poisoned Luo Kai and the others; he had also filled the entire ship with a poisonous gas that was condensed but not dispersed, gathered but not yet triggered.

He was just waiting to knock Fu Jiaming out of the sky with a Poison Dragon Wave and have him take the full brunt of it.

The next moment, with no time to escape, Fu Jiaming could only brace himself for the explosion of the Poison Domain.

Zou Feng emerged like a phantom from the billowing toxic smoke, appearing right behind Fu Jiaming.

Fu Jiaming spun around in a panic, only to be met with the sight of Zou Feng’s chilling, sinisterly twisted face, contorted into a savage grin.

This wasn’t just the look of a predator hunting its prey; it was the ecstatic expression of one who wanted to sadistically torture it.