Qi Cultivation Starting from the Repair Panel

He completely ignored the presence of the True Immortal at his side.

"Courting death!"

The True Immortal holding the dagger was both shocked and angry, his movements even faster.

Boom——

Where Chu Zheng's fist seal passed, the sword-gale storm that swept the skies shattered like paper, the giant hand covering the heavens was pierced through with a single punch, exploding with a bang.

The momentum of the punch did not lessen, crossing the Star River, and landed squarely on the chest of the stunning beauty.

The Protective Immortal Light around her dissipated like foam, and even the immortal body that had endured the Nine Tribulations could not withstand this punch imbued with the True Intent of Law Breaking, exploding on the spot.

Immortal blood and shattered bones splattered, staining the dead silent starry sky red. In the blink of an eye, a Nine Tribulations True Immortal was slain.

Dang——

Almost at the same instant, the dagger stabbed fiercely at Chu Zheng's head, but the result was like hitting Divine Iron, emitting a sharp and piercing clang, bursting into a blinding shower of sparks!

Chu Zheng's head tilted slightly, the skin at his temple showing only a tiny white spot, not even breaking the skin.

The Immortal Gold Dagger, enough to pierce through the starry sky and tear apart a Star Domain, could not penetrate it even slightly.

The True Immortal who struck was shocked to the point of numbness in his arm from the counterforce, his blood and energy in turmoil, his eyes filled with incredulous horror.

"How is this possible?! Your physical body..."

Before he could finish his sentence, Chu Zheng's outstretched hand retracted, and his fingers, like a knife, slashed back without even looking.

Sss——

A fine dark gold thread swept across the starry sky, and the True Immortal holding the dagger fell silent, his movements frozen, a line of blood appearing on his forehead, rapidly extending downwards.

The next moment, his body, along with the incessantly wailing Immortal Gold Dagger, was neatly split in two, drifting apart, along with the Divine Soul in his brow, all erased.

In the blink of an eye, yet another Nine Tribulations True Immortal perished, his body and soul destroyed.

In an instant, of the four who joined forces, two were dead and one injured.

"Ruiyu! Miao Jing!"

Feng Zimo watched helplessly as his two clan siblings were instantly killed, not even having time to rescue them, his eyes bloodshot with rage, his composure vanished, leaving only a murderous intent and a trace of undisguisable fear.

He stared intently at Chu Zheng, a resolute fierceness flashing in his eyes, his aura suddenly changing, the gentle and agile breeze around him turning violently turbulent, stirring up monstrous waves, emitting a shrill whistling.

In an instant, his Immortal Essence began to boil and burn recklessly, his flesh and blood becoming blurred and transparent as if merging with the wind, exuding an extremely dangerous aura.

Flesh, bones, limbs, even his Divine Soul, were undergoing an irreversible transformation, turning into the most violent Innate Gang Wind, enough to consume souls and erode bones.

This was the Feng Family's forbidden technique to perish with the enemy, exchanging everything of oneself for a brief period of ultimate lethality.

Clearly, he had resolved to die, willing to risk everything to fight Chu Zheng, to win a sliver of hope for his clan.

Meanwhile, a hurried transmission abruptly reached the ears of the remaining two True Immortals:

"Go! Hurry away! Pass the message back! Tell Ting Yun to hide quickly! Inform the Xu Family, don't ever come out before the Heaven Burial Palace closes! Never let Zheng Chu find you!"

He knew very well that after this battle, the Feng Family, and indeed the entire Immortal Court within the Heaven Burial Palace, had completely lost the qualification to confront Zheng Chu head-on.

The suppression of the Immortal Path by the immortal-banishing rune was fundamental, now utterly unsolvable, no Immortal Path Cultivator could possibly be a match for Zheng Chu within the Heaven Burial Palace, remaining meant certain death.

As soon as he finished speaking, the azure Gang Wind that Feng Zimo transformed into swelled to the extreme, carrying a destructive energy fluctuation, recklessly pouncing towards Chu Zheng like a moth to a flame, hoping to entangle him, even if only for a moment.

The remaining two True Immortals, terrified beyond measure, dared not hesitate for a moment, frantically urging their immortal power, rapidly fleeing towards the edge of the starry formation.

Watching Chu Zheng approaching rapidly, his aura unfathomable, Feng Zimo couldn't help but feel endless bitterness and deep regret.

It had been only one short year!

A year ago, Zheng Chu could only flee in embarrassment before him, lucky to escape through an uncontrollable Teleportation Gate.

Today, a year later, slaying a Nine Tribulations True Immortal was as easy as lifting a finger for him!

This leap in power was too terrifying, too unbelievable.

Ordinary living creatures, even after thousands or tens of thousands of years of arduous cultivation, might not achieve a fraction of it.

This clearly indicated that Zheng Chu must have gained unimaginable, heaven-defying fortunes within the Heaven Burial Palace, receiving the ultimate favor of the Heavenly Fate here!

Facing the billowing Gang Wind, strong enough to crush a Star Domain, and the two True Immortals desperately fleeing towards the edge of the formation, Chu Zheng's expression remained unperturbed.

"I told you before."

His voice rang out calmly, piercing through the roaring wind, resounding across the starry sky:

"You and the other four are destined to die today."

Before he even finished speaking, Chu Zheng moved, facing the doomsday Gang Wind directly, his body surrounded by flourishing dark gold talismatic patterns, flowing without pause, forming an absolute domain impervious to all forms of magic.

The violent Gang Wind, enough to consume souls and erode bones, as soon as it touched the dark gold rune, its might was drastically weakened, disintegrating in a flash, unable to stop Chu Zheng in the slightest.

Amidst the Star Sea, Chu Zheng slashed through the waves effortlessly, passing through Feng Zimo's body-transformed ultimate secret technique with ease, his speed not slowing in the slightest, transforming into a stream of light, directly chasing the two fleeing in the distance.