Chapter 29: The Century Battle

“Fool!”

Gai Feng bellowed, “How dare you talk so grandly? Do you really want to face me in a life-or-death battle right here in the center arena?”

Beou chuckled dismissively. “Even though you’re strong, far superior to other beings, truly worthy of being called the strongest creature in history aside from me,”

he paused, “you still haven’t broken your limitations or transcended the mortal realm. There’s an enormous gap between us! However, since you found the Spear of Destiny, I’ll grant you a chance!”

Gai Feng’s eyes lit up, but the Ant Queen below urgently exclaimed, “My King, no! We have the advantage now. We can’t afford to let this slip away. Please, don’t take unnecessary risks!”

Beou’s face darkened in anger as he waved a hand downwards, silencing the Ant Queen with a resounding crash.

“Even if he has found a divine artifact, the strength between us is like heaven and earth! Don’t even think he poses a threat to me. Harming me? That’s laughable!”

As soon as Beou’s words left his mouth, his decree was absolute. The army of ants retreated three miles, creating space for these two titans to clash.

Jiang Ping munched on some chips, bemused. “Was Gai Feng’s speech merely a tactic to provoke? It might just discourage the Devouring Ants, and even if the Ant King doesn’t listen, pressuring him to fight is not a loss.”

After all, the Devouring Ants are clearly favored right now. If the Ant King orders a full assault, flooding Gai Feng with numbers, he won’t have the energy left to face the Ant King in combat.

The Ant Queen must realize his thoughts, yet even so, her pride compelled her to accept this King vs. King match. She never imagined she could lose, even with the opponent holding a divine artifact! It’s an open challenge!”

In the Original World, at the center of a vast battlefield, stood a colossal platform made of white jade, completed within ten minutes. On either end were the two strongest beings in the Original World! One was the human race’s champion picked by all races, the other the Ant King, who had achieved superior heights over millions of years, surpassing worldly limits. One wielded the Spear of Destiny, and the other bore the Stone of Truth.

“This ancient duel, whether in the past or future, is unprecedented. This battle will determine the fate of all races, deciding the world’s allegiance!” A historian recording the event gripped his brush tight.

The unparalleled Gai Feng held the Spear of Destiny, murmuring, “Spear of Destiny, the supreme artifact spanning all of human history, once again, it will determine the fate of humanity!”

Whoosh! The two powerful figures collided without a hint of hesitance. Gai Feng understood that against such a terrifying opponent like the Ant King, any probing attack would be a path to certain death!

The Ant King Beou stood firm, an immovable mountain. His presence dominated the arena like a towering peak offering nothing but despair.

Gai Feng unleashed his ultimate techniques, merging man and spear, filling the vast platform with the imprint of his figure. He searched for the Ant King’s vulnerabilities, preparing to unleash his most ferocious strike! From the east, south, west, and north, Gai Feng’s phantoms surrounded every corner of the arena, but the sound of tearing air never came as his speed surpassed sonic bursts. Each attempt had him vanish before the sound could follow. In front of these two strongest beings, silence reigned.

But the Ant King, trapped within the center, was terrifying indeed. His crimson eyes continuously scanned, reading Gai Feng’s intentions with every attack.

Gai Feng felt a dread sense—as if pausing for even a moment would unleash the Ant King’s fatal punch!

“Too fast! It’s just too fast!”

A powerful hero of the Ant Tribe gritted his teeth. He declared himself the strongest beneath the King, dismissing all other heroes. Yet he could hardly track this opponent’s figure.

In this immense battlefield, one could hear a pin drop. Countless eyes were fixated on the white jade platform, witnessing this unparalleled century battle, some even attempting to glean insights from it.

The Ant King remained unyielding amidst the chaos, with no hint of weakness in his aura, his entire being draped in an indomitable energy. Meanwhile, Gai Feng was starting to show the toll of the battle in a short time—he couldn’t hold back any longer!

Clang! Gai Feng’s rapidly flowing energy underwent a substantial transformation, propelling him toward the Ant King like an arrow. This strike illuminated the entire vast battlefield with its shining silver light, and the murderous intent drove many spectators to tears.

A massive spiral of energy coiled in the arena, at its forefront was the Spear of Destiny, targeting the Ant King’s brow.

Zzzz!

The Spear of Destiny, spinning at terminal velocity, came within five centimeters of Beou’s brow. The Ant King clasped the spear with hands like pincers, halting its advance completely! Even merged with the Stone of Truth, he dared not underestimate its edge; even before contact, he felt a subtle pain at his brow, as if something supremely sharp was puncturing.

This was a sensation he had never experienced! The once invincible Ant King’s expression grew grave. For the first time, he recognized a threat to his life.

Gai Feng fused his essence with the Spear of Destiny, channeling all his energy into it, while in the background, a phantom of the first Human King, Wuma, faintly emerged!

Bang! The Ant King Beou was surprisingly forced back a step. His back foot crumbled the earth, crushing the firm white jade beneath, sending shards flying into the air, which turned to ash mid-flight.

Whoosh! A massive whirlwind swept over the battlefield, causing spectators to instinctively fall back several paces. Those with weaker cultivation couldn’t help but be blown away in disarray.

This was merely the aftermath of the conflict, yet these elite individuals struggled to maintain their footing.

At that moment, everyone felt the immense gap between themselves and these two formidable beings. The remaining top fighters gritted their teeth, channeling their energy to resist, determined not to miss a second of the battle.

With this kind of backlash, one could only imagine how the Ant King fared taking the spear’s full impact. Gai Feng transformed into a cone-shaped drill, relentlessly breaching the Ant King’s defenses.

Black energy surged around the Ant King, as both hands clutched the swirling spear tip tightly with crimson-black energy.

“Retreat!”

The Ant King roared, unleashing a surge of energy as his hands swiftly reversed their grip.

He leaped forward, countering the hurricane attack. Bang! Gai Feng’s mightiest strike was met head-on by the Ant King’s defense. He flung the spear away, and blood erupted from all his orifices, dyeing him bloody in an instant.

With just one blow, Gai Feng’s body was pierced through; the sounds of fractures whispered through his bones. Yet, he paid no heed to his injuries, keeping his focus on the Ant King for any openings. Blood trickled down the silver spear, and he gritted out, ‘I won’t falter!’

The Ant King spread his hands, his impenetrable palms steaming as patterns of profound truths nearly burned away.

“To have forced me back this far with a single strike, you can be proud of your life’s work!”

The Ant King pointed at the bleeding Gai Feng, taken aback by this unexpected blow.

Despite the opponent using life as fuel, it was impressive enough for even one as prideful as he to commend.

Gai Feng’s blood-red eyes fixed intensely on the Ant King. He didn’t respond; he feared that if he opened his mouth, the fragments of his insides would burst forth, and he’d never stand again! ‘Just now, I let you attack. You’ve lost your only chance, though it was slim.’

The Ant King self-satisfied, declared, “Now it’s your turn to accept one of my attacks!”

In an instant, Gai Feng beheld a colossal fist eclipsing the entire sky. This strike consumed all his thoughts—death, that single word, floated to the forefront of his mind.