Qi Cultivation Starting from the Repair Panel

A blood-red hue swept across the starry sky. Even before the power reached him, the fierce Gang Feng made Chu Zheng's breath catch involuntarily.

His pupils contracted sharply. There was no time to question the cause; his Yuan Qi erupted to the extreme in an instant as he turned and unleashed a full-force punch.

Bang—

In the instant of the clash of fists, Chu Zheng only felt a colossal force spreading along his arm, causing the Qi and blood within him to churn. His body was sent flying uncontrollably, crashing through several massive stars before barely stabilizing himself.

Such overwhelming power, such a domineering punch momentum.

Chu Zheng's heart went numb, a moment of awe. In just this brief exchange, he had already sustained slight injuries.

The Martial Cultivator remained silent, his gaze indifferent. He stepped forward, instantly folding the starry sky, shrinking earth into inches, and closed in again.

His twin fists, entwined with blood-colored divine light, rained down like a storm. Each punch was simple and direct, containing an unmatched, majestic momentum, forcing Chu Zheng to retreat without any options but to meet the attack head-on.

In an instant, Chu Zheng found himself embroiled in a bitter struggle.

This Martial Cultivator's tenacity surpassed all previous opponents; whether in physical prowess or combat skills, he had reached the Transformation Realm, simplifying complexity, returning to true essence, nearly embodying the Dao.

Moreover, his body displayed an evident strong resistance to the Heaven and Earth Laws, greatly diminishing the effectiveness of Chu Zheng's Techniques based on the Five Elements Primordial Qi.

Beneath the starry sky, the two silhouettes repeatedly clashed, each collision sparking a sea of blood light.

To contend with such a Martial Arts Strongman, a single retreat would lead to more retreats, so Chu Zheng did not yield an inch further, choosing to clash head-on.

Bang—

A blood wave surged skyward, staining the dead silent starry sky. Chaotic Qi rolled like boiling water, the lingering divine light and shattered Law Fragments interweaved, tearing the surrounding void to pieces.

Chu Zheng's Qi and blood roared around him like a tsunami as if billions of miniature Stars were being born and dying beneath his skin. In the fierce battle, he successively displayed abilities like Three Heads and Six Arms and the Five Elements Body Refinement, each capable of maximizing his physical potential in a short time.

Complex Dao Patterns gathered from the void, etched onto his flesh and bones. Each flicker brought an explosive boost in power.

His physique was forcibly pushed to one peak after another, muscles bulging like dragons, tendons, and bones resonating like thunder, stubbornly withstanding the Martial Saint's terrifying fist power capable of shattering stars and domains.

During the battle, Chu Zheng attempted several times to speak, sending out his Divine Sense, hoping to communicate.

However, he received only a more frenzied Fist Gang in response.

The Martial Saint before him had eyes that remained void of emotion and unwaveringly cold from start to finish, like a puppet driven solely by a desire for slaughter and combat.

This state of no possible communication and pure killing intent led Chu Zheng to a quick speculation.

In this Heaven Burial Palace, to find him so precisely and persistently hunt him, armed with part of Heaven's Mandate…

Apart from the Good and Evil Corpses of the Master of Heavenly Fortune, he couldn't think of any other possibilities.

Evidently, this was a deliberate possession, steering this puppet to seek him out, intending to kill him and seize the third of the Heavenly Power Fragment within him to complete oneself.

The Good and Evil Corpses of the Master of Heavenly Fortune were indeed his greatest opponents throughout the ages.

As time passed, even though Chu Zheng's physique was strong and his Yuan Qi vast, under such intense combat, he gradually began to feel a hint of exhaustion.

Though the Yuan Qi circulation within was not yet depleted, its recovery rate was gradually unable to keep up with the terrifying consumption.

He calmed his mind, concentrating, while defending against the Martial Saint's onslaught like a raging storm, rapidly contemplating strategies to defeat the enemy.

If the situation turned dire, he could only fall back.

At this moment, within a star domain not far away, subtle spatial fluctuations appeared, and a figure in azure robes quietly emerged.

Chu Zheng spared a glance, recognizing the newcomer's face, and his expression immediately tightened.

Yun Tianji!

What made his heart clench even more was the unabashedly powerful Qi fluctuation emanating from Yun Tianji's body.

Seven Tribulations True Immortal?!

This progress in cultivation was absurdly fast.

Chu Zheng clearly remembered that just a year ago outside Heaven Burial Palace, Yun Tianji defected from the Yun Family to the Immortal Court when his cultivation was clearly only at the One Tribulation True Immortal Perfection. Among the hundred thousand Eighth-Order Creatures entering Heaven Burial Palace, he was among the lower ranks, barely noticeable.

Even with heaven-defying talent, traversing six major realms in just a year, straight to Seven Tribulations?

That was simply unheard of!

Not even the Ancient Ancestor Reincarnation could maintain such a pace of advancement!

When Chu Zheng was filled with surprise and doubt, Yun Tianji's gaze swept across the battlefield, instantly grasping the situation.

His eyes sharpened; now that his cultivation had advanced greatly, and with the constant support from the Heavenly Destiny True Spirit, his Spiritual Perception was incredibly sharp. He instantly sensed the Martial Cultivator's formidable and insidious difficulty.

Without any hesitation, he gave a clear shout:

"Daoist Zheng Chu, I'm here to assist you!"

Before his voice fell, he had already made a bold move, pointing his fingers like a sword, pointing in mid-air.

A fiery red Immortal Sword suffused with scarlet Immortal Light soared into the sky from the void, emitting a crisp sword hum, instantly transforming into a brilliant rainbow that tore through the Star River, slashing straight down.

This sword not only contained fierce Sword Intent but also concealed a trace of subtle yet supreme Heavenly Fortune Power within the depths of its light, rendering its trajectory profound and unfathomable, doubling its might, and piercing precisely toward the Martial Cultivator's back.

With the addition of Yun Tianji, a reinforcement whose strength far exceeded expectations, Chu Zheng's pressure was greatly reduced, and he was able to relax slightly.