Heavenly Rebellion: The Human Race's Rise to Prominence-Chapter 26 - : Feng vs. Yuta (5)

AWOOOO!!!

A chilling howl suddenly reverberated through the forest, carrying with it a shockwave of spiritual energy.

Both Feng and Yuta trembled violently, blood spurting from their mouths.

Feng, with his strengthened physique, managed to withstand the impact better, but Yuta fared worse.

His earlier claw-shaped wounds, inflicted by Feng, tore open further, spilling more blood.

The force of the shockwave nearly drove him into unconsciousness.

"Damn it!" Yuta cursed, his face pale and drenched in sweat.

Just as his legs buckled, a figure descended from the sky.

The newcomer was tall, with long white hair cascading over his bloodstained robes.

His presence was suffocating, as though the heavens themselves bore down on the battlefield.

Yet, a closer look revealed his fragile state—his body marred by gaping wounds, blood dripping from all four limbs.

The most grievous injury, a jagged wound on his back glowing with a dark-silver light, emanated a menacing aura.

It was Elder Zhou.

With a single glance, Elder Zhou assessed the scene.

His cold eyes locked onto Feng, and his voice was laden with killing intent.

"So, you were the one who killed Ren and Jun."

Elder Zhou's expression darkened, though his steps faltered slightly.

He had paid a steep price to outwit the Blackwood Ruler and create this opportunity to save Yuta.

He couldn't afford to linger.

Raincloud Village had already suffered too many losses, and Yuta, one of few remaining geniuses, could not be allowed to fall.

"I don't know what kind of secrets a Broken Soul like you holds," Elder Zhou said, his tone ice-cold.

"But to become this strong in such a short time... it doesn't matter.

Once I capture you, all your secrets will belong to Raincloud Village."

Raising his hand, Elder Zhou summoned a surge of spiritual energy.

It churned like a vast ocean, forming a colossal hand that swept toward Feng.

The sheer force left no room for resistance; whether Feng lived or died was irrelevant to Elder Zhou.

In his eyes, no mere Qi Condensation cultivator could escape his grasp.

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Before the spiritual hand could close around Feng, a deafening rumble shook the horizon.

A suffocating pressure descended, heavy enough to crack the ground.

The Blackwood Ruler was coming.

Feng staggered, his injuries finally catching up to him.

Every wound from his countless battles screamed in protest.

Ever since leaving the village, he'd had no time to rest, constantly hunted, always fighting to survive.

But now, against such overwhelming foes, even standing felt like an impossible task.

He glanced down at his battered body, then up at the sky.

A bitter laugh escaped his lips.

"Guess I really am a Broken Soul. How could anyone be this unlucky?"

Elder Zhou's eyes widened as his spiritual sense detected the incoming threat.

"What?! How did it escape so quickly?" he exclaimed.

Earlier, Elder Zhou had used his Raincloud Arts to trap the Blackwood Ruler in a cage of rainwater imbued with the deadly aura of his Raincloud Needles.

Each needle carried enough power to kill a Qi Condensation cultivator outright.

Yet, the Blackwood Ruler had broken free in mere breaths, tearing apart the cage as though it were nothing.

"You lucky brat," Elder Zhou growled, his frustration evident in every word.

"It seems I won't be taking your secrets today—not unless I'm ready to die at the hands of the Blackwood Ruler."

He cast a final, scornful look at Feng, his disdain cutting like a blade.

"Hmph! You should be proud of yourself, you broken trash.

I can't believe someone rejected by the heavens managed to kill people from my Raincloud Village.

But your luck has run out.

Once the Blackwood Ruler gets here, you're as good as dead.

And mark my words—if you ever show your face here again, I'll slaughter you myself!"

His words were laced with killing intent, the promise of death in his piercing gaze.

RUMBLE!

The ground quaked as another shockwave rippled through the area.

Elder Zhou's expression darkened, realizing he had no time to waste.

If he didn't leave immediately, he wouldn't escape at all.

With a final, searing glance at Feng, he soared into the sky, his figure a blur as he headed away—not toward Raincloud Village, but in the opposite direction.

"Damn it," Elder Zhou muttered under his breath.

He couldn't afford to lead the Blackwood Ruler back to the village.

The devastation it would wreak there was unthinkable.

In the distance, Feng caught sight of the Blackwood Ruler closing in.

Its colossal figure loomed like a shadow of death, and the pressure emanating from its presence made his blood run cold.

Feng coughed violently, spitting out another mouthful of blood.

His body trembled as the integration with the Blackwood Alpha Wolf's Heaven's Pact fully dispersed.

But something felt wrong—the pact's energy was damaged, unstable.

He doubted he could use it again for some time.

As the Blackwood Ruler approached, Elder Zhou clenched his jaw and raised his right hand.

Spiritual energy surged, forming a massive raincloud needle that shimmered ominously in the air.

With a flick of his wrist, the needle shot toward the beast, its speed tearing through the sky.

The Blackwood Ruler retaliated with a deafening roar, the sound so powerful that the surrounding trees splintered and the earth trembled.

Feng collapsed to the ground, his body too battered to move.

He remained conscious, but barely.

Every inch of him screamed in agony, his injuries too severe to allow even the smallest movement.

Elder Zhou's expression turned grim as he realized escape wasn't so simple.

The Blackwood Ruler was relentless, and time was slipping away.

Gritting his teeth, he reached into his bag of holding and pulled out a teleportation talisman.

Without hesitation, he crushed it.

A flash of light engulfed both Elder Zhou and the unconscious Yuta, whisking them away just as the Blackwood Ruler's roar unleashed another shockwave.

The impact tore through the area, leaving a path of destruction in its wake.

Feng's vision blurred as he stared up at the sky.

Through the haze, he saw the Blackwood Ruler in all its terrifying glory.

Its massive form was unmistakable, its gray eyes glowing with an otherworldly intensity.

Then, the truth hit him like a thunderclap.

The Blackwood Ruler wasn't just any beast—it was another Blackwood Alpha Wolf, but far stronger than the aura emanated by his own Heaven's Pact.

Its deep black fur was streaked with shimmering silver outlines, and dark-silver spiritual energy radiated from its body like a storm.

This realization was the last thing Feng saw before his vision faded to black, his consciousness slipping away.