Chapter 25 The Thousand-Machine Umbrella Opens, Eternal Beauty Awakens!
"From this day forward, there will be no more Huyan Li, the young master of the Elephant Armor Sect!"
Huyanli's hoarse voice echoed across the empty snowfield, each word like a bloody shard of ice dug out from the depths of his throat. The cold wind swirled snowflakes, slapping against his bruised yet unprecedentedly resolute face. Hydrology and Ocean Science
He suddenly raised his head, his eyes bloodshot, staring intently at the tall, mountain-like figure in the distance—his own grandfather, the sect leader of the Elephant Armor Sect, Huyan Zhen.
"My life, Huyan Li, was just sacrificed by you for the so-called interests of the sect. Now, I live only for myself, only for... the one who saved me!"
Upon hearing this, Hu Yanzhen, who had been facing away from the crowd, stiffened slightly before slowly turning around. He was extremely burly, with dark skin that resembled a layer of hard armor. At this moment, his imposing face was filled with gloom and disdain, and the muscles at the corners of his eyes twitched slightly, revealing his extreme anger.
"You unfilial son! You actually dared to betray the sect for an outsider?"
Hu Yanzhen's voice was like rolling thunder, causing the snow on the surrounding branches to fall in a rustling sound. He instantly released a terrifying pressure at the level of a Soul Douluo, pressing down on the three people present like a mountain. Movie and TV streaming
"I only intended to cripple you to teach you a lesson, but since you've chosen to die, don't blame me for being ruthless! The Elephant Armor Sect doesn't need trash, much less traitors!"
The vice sect leader of the Snow Demon Sect, who was standing to the side, let out a piercing laugh. His sinister gaze swept back and forth between Ye Feng and Ming Yue, as if he were looking at two corpses.
"Hehehe, Sect Master Huyan is truly righteous enough to sacrifice his own family. I admire him. Since that's the case, then I'll handle this kid named Ye Feng and that meddlesome Mingyue. Tsk tsk, it would be a real pity if such a young Soul Emperor were to perish here."
As the Snow Demon Vice Sect Master finished speaking, the surrounding temperature plummeted. The already frigid Northern Snowfield became even colder, as if it had fallen into an ice cellar. The aura of an eighty-two-level Soul Douluo erupted without reservation, and the moisture in the air condensed into countless tiny ice needles, hovering in mid-air and aimed at Ye Feng and his companions.
The murderous intent solidified into a tangible form in the air.
Mingyue's face was deathly pale, but she did not flinch. She stepped forward, standing in front of Ye Feng and Huyan Li, and the white jade-like Mingyue Fan in her hand shone brightly.
Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black.
Six perfectly matched spirit rings pulsed beneath her feet, and the aura of a Soul Emperor forcefully carved out a space under the pressure of the two powerful figures.
"If you want to touch my students, you'll have to step over my dead body first." Mingyue's voice was cold, but only Ye Feng, who was standing behind her, could see that her fingers were gripping the fan handle so tightly that they turned white, and the veins on the back of her hands were clearly visible.
The opposing team's lineup is too impressive, so impressive that it's despair-inducing.
Hu Yanzhen, an 87th-level Soul Douluo, is known for his unparalleled defense among his peers, and his strength is terrifyingly powerful.
The vice sect leader of the Snow Demon Sect, an 82-level Soul Douluo, possesses unparalleled ice and snow control abilities, making him even more at home in the northern snowfields.
On their side, besides Mingyue, a level 63 Soul Emperor, there were only two "burdens": Huyan Li, a Soul Master who had just recovered from serious injuries, and Ye Feng, a Soul Master who was only a little over ten levels.
By any measure, this is a doomed situation.
"Teacher, don't force yourself."
Just as Mingyue was preparing to burn her soul power in a desperate fight, Ye Feng's voice suddenly rang in her ears. Calm and indifferent, as if the people standing in front of her were not two Soul Douluos who wanted him dead, but two drunkards on the roadside.
Mingyue was startled. Before she could turn around, she felt a warm hand on her shoulder and gently pat it.
"These two old guys are a hundred and fifty years old combined, and they bully us younger folks without feeling ashamed."
Ye Feng stepped past the bright moon and walked to the front. The Thousand Chance Umbrella in his hand clicked softly, and the canopy slightly narrowed. The silvery-white metallic luster was particularly dazzling in the snow, and the complex mechanical patterns seemed to contain some unknown magic.
He turned his head and glanced at Huyan Li beside him.
"Huyan Li, can you still fight?"
Hu Yanli wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, took a deep breath, and his Martial Soul, the Diamond Mammoth, re-entered his body. Although his aura was weak, the fighting spirit burning in his eyes was higher than ever before.
"I won't die! Boss, as long as I don't fall, no one will be able to touch you!" This "Boss" was called out naturally and resolutely.
"Alright." Ye Feng's lips curled up slightly, revealing a confident smile befitting a "Full-Time Expert," while a glint of madness flashed in his eyes. "Then let them see what true...cooperation is all about."
"Arrogant!"
The Snow Demon Sect's vice sect leader snorted coldly, seemingly enraged by Ye Feng's dismissive attitude. With a wave of his hand, the surrounding floating ice needles instantly swelled, transforming into countless sharp ice spikes.
"Fourth Soul Skill: Snow Demon Ice Cone Rain!"
He held nothing back in this attack. Countless ice spikes rained down on the three like a storm of pear blossoms, blocking all escape routes. Each ice spike was imbued with the soul power of a Soul Douluo, enough to pierce through metal and stone.
Just as Mingyue was about to unleash her defensive soul skill, she saw Ye Feng's Thousand Chance Umbrella suddenly open.
"Whoosh—!"
The silver umbrella instantly began to spin at an astonishing speed, forming a huge silver light shield.
"Thousand Manifestations Umbrella - Shield Form! Reverse Current!"
Ye Feng gave a low shout and skillfully flicked his wrist.
Those ice spikes, carrying terrifying energy, struck the rapidly spinning umbrella surface, but instead of exploding directly, they were drawn away by the strange centrifugal force and their direction was deflected!
"Jingle bells—!"
Amidst a series of sharp cracking sounds, all the ice spikes were deflected and shot towards the surrounding ground, creating deep craters, but none of them could penetrate the rotating silver shield.
"What?!" The Snow Demon Vice Sect Master's pupils constricted sharply.
Although his fourth soul skill wasn't his strongest killing move, it wasn't something a mere Soul Master could block! Moreover, what kind of martial soul was that umbrella? How could it use the force of rotation to deflect a Soul Douluo's attack?
This requires not only a solid martial spirit quality, but also an exquisite control over power!
"Huyanli, ram it! At ten o'clock!" Ye Feng's calm, even ruthless, command came from behind the umbrella.
Without any hesitation, Hu Yanli instinctively trusted Ye Feng and didn't even consider why he should crash into empty space. He roared, and his third spirit ring lit up.
"Third Soul Skill: Suppression!"
The massive mammoth's body burst out of the safe zone behind the umbrella like a chariot, its body covered in remaining ice shards, heading straight for a giant tree to the left of the Snow Demon Vice Sect Master.
"You're courting death!" Hu Yan, who was standing to the side, was shocked.
How could he possibly watch his grandson attack an ally? Even if relations were severed, he would not tolerate such "treasonous" behavior.
Hu Yanzhen took a step forward, and the ground trembled violently. His seemingly clumsy body suddenly burst out with astonishing speed. A large hand covered in diamond-like keratin grabbed Hu Yanli's neck, trying to lift him up like a chicken.
"Your opponent is me."
Just as Hu Yanzhen's large hand was about to touch Hu Yanli, Ye Feng moved.
The Thousand Chance Umbrella instantly closed, revealing half a gleaming blade at its tip. The handle was reversed in Ye Feng's hand, and the entire umbrella transformed into a spear in the blink of an eye.
"Thousand Chance Umbrella - Spear Form!"
"Battle Mage Low-Tier Skill - Sky Strike!"
Ye Feng's figure appeared beside Hu Yanli like a ghost, and his spear struck Hu Yanzhen's wrist joint with perfect accuracy from below.
This seemingly futile attempt, due to its tricky angle and perfect timing, actually produced a remarkable effect.
Even for a Soul Master, human joints are vulnerable points.
As a Contra Douluo, Hu Yanzhen felt a numbness in his wrist, and a strange upward force came from him. His grabbing motion was slowed down by half a beat, and his arm involuntarily rose an inch.
It's just this one-inch deviation!
Hu Yanli's neck narrowly missed Hu Yanzhen's fingertips, and his massive body, with an unstoppable momentum, slammed into the giant tree—and a Soul King from the Snow Demon Sect who was hiding in the shadows behind the tree, preparing to launch a sneak attack!
"Bang!"
The unfortunate Soul King never expected to be discovered. He was sent flying by Hu Yanli's powerful ramming, coughing up blood and his fate unknown.
It turned out that Ye Feng had already seen through the enemy's plan!
"You bastard!" Hu Yanzhen roared in fury, feeling utterly humiliated. He, a dignified Soul Douluo, had been toyed with by a Soul Master?
He roared, and his soul power suddenly erupted, a terrifying shockwave spreading outwards from him.
"shock!"
Ye Feng felt as if he had been struck by lightning, and was thrown several meters away. The absolute difference in their soul power levels meant that even with his superior skills, he could not completely counteract this pure burst of power.
But he remained completely calm.
Ye Feng forcibly twisted his body in mid-air, using the force of being knocked back to deform the Thousand Chance Umbrella once again.
This time, the umbrella ribs folded, revealing the dark muzzle of a gun.
"Thousand Manifestations Umbrella - Gun Form!"
"A Gatling gun? No, I'll give you a bigger one! An anti-tank gun!"
Ye Feng was in mid-air when the Thousand Chance Umbrella spewed out three dazzling bursts of fire.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
Three cannonballs, highly compressed and condensed from soul power, shot in a triangular formation toward Hu Yanzhen's face.
"A trivial skill!"
Hu Yanzhen snorted coldly, neither dodging nor avoiding. He had absolute confidence in his defense; his Diamond Mammoth Martial Soul granted him a body as solid as a copper wall, and the attacks of a mere Soul Master couldn't even scratch his skin.
However, the moment those three seemingly insignificant soul power bullets touched his protective soul power...
"BOOM—!!!"
A violent explosion resounded through the sky, and flames engulfed Hu Yanzhen's upper body.
This was no ordinary soul power attack; rather, it was an "explosive bomb" released by Ye Feng, combining the principles of gunpowder from his previous life with knowledge of soul tools from Douluo Continent, through the unique compression structure of the Thousand Manifestations Umbrella. The damage might not be high, but it was extremely humiliating, and it also produced intense smoke and shock effects.
Smoke and dust rose, obscuring the view.
"Teacher Mingyue, now! Control that guy playing on the ice!" Ye Feng shouted as he landed using the recoil and slid several meters across the snow.
Although Mingyue was shocked by Ye Feng's endless methods and strange weapons, her combat skills as a Soul Emperor allowed her to immediately seize this fleeting opportunity.
The folding fan in her hand suddenly flew out, transforming into a huge phantom of a full moon, instantly enveloping the Snow Demon Vice Sect Master who was preparing to use his soul skill to support Hu Yanzhen.
Fifth Soul Skill: Moonlit Soul Lock!
The cold moonlight, like a tangible shackle, instantly bound the Snow Demon Vice Sect Master's body. The Vice Sect Master felt his mind freeze, his soul seemingly frozen, his body stiffened on the spot, and his soul power circulation momentarily halted.
In just a few breaths.
One Soul Master, one heavily injured Soul Sect Master, and one Soul Emperor.
Surprisingly, despite being attacked by two Soul Douluos, he was not only not instantly killed, but instead launched a beautiful counterattack!
"roar--!"
A furious roar echoed from within the smoke and dust.
Huyan Zhen waved his hand to disperse the smoke in front of him. Although he was unharmed, and his skin hadn't even turned red, his face was as black as the bottom of a pot. His hair was somewhat disheveled, and his once dignified image now appeared rather disheveled.
His gaze was fixed on the Thousand Chance Umbrella in Ye Feng's hand, and in addition to killing intent, there was also a hint of greed and solemnity in his eyes.
"It can be used as a shield for defense, a spear for close combat, and even launch hidden weapons like a soul tool..." Hu Yanzhen said in a deep voice, "Boy, your martial soul is very strange. If you are allowed to grow up, it will definitely be a great threat to my Elephant Armor Sect!"
"Old Huyan, stop playing around!" The Snow Demon Vice Sect Master broke free from Mingyue's control, his face extremely grim. Being rendered so humiliated by a few juniors was an utter disgrace. "Delay will only make things worse! Go all out and kill them!"
"Hmm." Hu Yanzhen responded in a muffled voice, and his seventh spirit ring—the deep, dark, ten-thousand-year spirit ring—suddenly lit up.
That's... the true form of a martial spirit!
Once the Martial Soul True Body is activated, the Soul Master's strength will increase exponentially, and the effects of all Soul Skills will be greatly enhanced, creating a completely different dimension.
"roar--!"
A deafening roar resounded, and Huyan Zhen's body rapidly expanded, with layers of diamond-like keratin on his skin, transforming in the blink of an eye into a giant diamond mammoth, ten meters tall and shimmering with crystalline luster.
A terrifying pressure, as substantial as a mountain, weighed heavily on the hearts of Ye Feng and his companions.
The ground began to crack, and the surrounding trees snapped under its force.
Under this oppressive force, Ye Feng felt it was difficult to breathe, and his kneecaps creaked under the strain, as if they were carrying a tremendous burden.
Is this the true power of Contra? After activating the Martial Soul True Form, the gap cannot be bridged by technique alone. Before absolute power, any fancy skills appear pale and powerless.
"Xiao Feng, take Hu Yanli away! I'll hold them off!" Mingyue shouted shrilly, her sixth soul ring flickering, clearly preparing to burn her soul power and fight to the death.
"Go? Where to?"
The Snow Demon Vice Sect Master grinned sinisterly and activated his Martial Soul True Body as well. His body transformed into a massive blizzard, and at the center of that storm, a colossal ice and snow giant appeared and disappeared.
"Talent Domain: Frost Domain!"
Although it wasn't a true domain, with the enhancement of his Martial Soul True Body, the space within a hundred meters around him instantly froze. A thick layer of ice formed on the ground, and Ye Feng was shocked to find that his legs were frozen solid. The cold air frantically eroded his meridians, making the flow of his soul power extremely sluggish.
A desperate situation.
A true dead end.
Ye Feng looked at the two colossal figures before him, which resembled gods and demons, and felt the temperature rapidly draining from his body, yet he felt no fear.
On the contrary, a frenzied fighting spirit burned in his chest.
He recalled the scene in his previous life when he faced an invincible BOSS in the game, and the classic line: "Glory is never a game for one person alone."
But now, he has to hold up the sky all by himself.
"Who said we were leaving?"
Ye Feng took a deep breath and forcibly activated the Mysterious Heaven Technique (if it's in the setting, or the basic meditation method). The remaining soul power in his body circulated wildly and was poured into the Thousand Chance Umbrella in his hand.
The Thousand-Machine Umbrella began to tremble violently, emitting a low buzzing sound. Sparks even shot out from the joints of the umbrella ribs, as if it could not withstand the overload of energy.
"Ye Feng, what are you trying to do? You'll explode and die!" Mingyue cried out in terror as she sensed the chaotic and dangerous fluctuations of soul power within Ye Feng's body.
"Teacher, do you believe in science ?" Ye Feng suddenly turned his head and smiled brightly at the bright moon. The smile seemed particularly warm in the snow and ice, yet it also carried a hint of determination. science
"Wh...what?" Mingyue couldn't understand what he was saying at all.
"I don't believe in God, but I do believe in the power of machines."
Ye Feng slammed the Thousand Manifestations Umbrella into the ground and quickly formed hand seals. However, these were not hand seals for a soul skill, but rather his manipulation of the most complex mechanism within the Thousand Manifestations Umbrella.
"Thousand Chance Umbrella - Mechanical Box Form! Activate!"
"Rotors activated!"
This is Ye Feng's hidden trump card, and it is also the ultimate "modification" he has made to the Thousand Chance Umbrella over the years, combining his knowledge of soul tools from Douluo Continent and consuming countless rare metals.
Suddenly, the handle of the Thousand-Mechanism Umbrella cracked open, revealing its intricate internal gear structure. Immediately afterward, a sickening metallic scraping sound rang out.
"Click-click-click—"
Countless metal parts flew out of the umbrella as if they were alive, quickly assembling, meshing, and transforming behind Ye Feng.
A few seconds later, a pair of enormous mechanical wings made of metal feathers appeared behind Ye Feng. At the point where the wings connected, a high-speed rotating soul-guided propeller emitted a piercing roar.
"What...what is this? A flying external soul bone?" A hint of doubt flashed in Huyan Zhen's huge elephant eyes.
"Ninja technique... no, self-created soul skill: Multiple Shadow Clone Technique!"
Ye Feng didn't explain. With a swift movement, he used his incredible speed and the refraction of light to conjure up five identical figures.
Five Ye Fengs simultaneously flew into the air, breaking free from the ground's restraints within the icy domain.
They hovered in the air, and the Myriad Manifestations Umbrella in their hands transformed again. This time, it turned into a large Gatling gun, with six pitch-black barrels slowly rotating.
"Although my soul power isn't enough to sustain such a long period of firepower coverage, I have this."
At the same time, the five Ye Fengs pulled out a handful of black spheres from the soul tools at their waists—these were "high-explosive lightning and fire bombs" that he had tinkered with based on his memories from his previous life when he was bored, and they were filled with easily explosive fire-attribute mineral powder.
"Swallow them all!"
Five Ye Fengs pulled the triggers simultaneously.
"Rat-a-tat-tat-tat-tat—!"
Flames spewed out!
However, instead of soul power bullets, they fired black lightning and fire bullets. Accelerated by the Thousand Manifestations Umbrella's firing mechanism, they surged towards the two enormous Martial Soul True Bodies on the ground like a black swarm of bees.
"A mere trick, shatter it!" Hu Yanzhen scoffed at it, raising his giant foot to stomp on it, intending to shatter these hidden weapons with a shockwave.
However, when the first Thunderfire Bomb touched the skin of the Diamond Mammoth...
"boom!"
A burst of flames erupted.
Then came the second one, the third one... hundreds of them!
"BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM—!!!"
The deafening series of explosions seemed to have plowed the entire snowfield. The terrifying flames of the explosions instantly engulfed the area, and thick smoke billowed up, forming a small mushroom cloud.
Although a physical explosion of this magnitude is unlikely to truly harm a Soul Douluo who has activated their Martial Soul True Form, the dense impact, blinding flames, and choking smoke are enough to cause immense chaos and sensory obstruction.
"Cough cough! Damn it! What the hell is this?!" The Snow Demon Vice Sect Master's exasperated coughing came from within the smoke.
"Now! Let's go!"
Ye Feng, suspended in mid-air, was deathly pale; this series of actions had nearly drained all of his soul power. His four clones vanished instantly, and black smoke billowed from the mechanical rotors behind them.
But he didn't stop. He swooped down, grabbed Hu Yanli who was still in a daze, and pulled Mingyue with his other hand.
"Thrusters, maximum power!"
A blue flame of soul power (stored reserve soul power) shot out from the nozzle at the tail of the Thousand Manifestations Umbrella, carrying the three of them like a shooting star, skimming the ground as they sped towards the distant forest.
"Trying to run? Dream on!"
The smoke behind them was instantly blown away by a gust of wind.
Huyan Zhen's enormous mammoth form was revealed unharmed, though it was covered in black ash, making it look somewhat comical. He was utterly enraged; being mocked by a bunch of ants had caused him to lose all face.
"Eighth Soul Skill: Mammoth Earthquake!"
Hu Yanzhen raised his two front legs high and then stomped down heavily.
"boom--!"
A visible, earthen-yellow shockwave traveled along the ground at an astonishing speed in the direction Ye Feng and his companions had fled. Wherever it passed, the earth cracked and rocks shattered.
It was too fast! There was no time to dodge!
"Watch out!" Mingyue exclaimed, trying to turn around to defend herself, but her soul power had been depleted in the previous outburst.
At this critical moment.
"Throw me...over there!" Hu Yanli, who was being held by Ye Feng, suddenly roared.
"What?" Ye Feng exclaimed in surprise.
"I am a defensive Soul Master! This is my duty!" Hu Yanli suddenly broke free from Ye Feng's hand, his body curling up in the air, all his remaining Soul Power concentrated on his back.
"Diamond Mammoth, an impregnable fortress!"
He actually deliberately crashed into that terrifying shockwave!
"Huyan Li!"
"Bang!!!"
A dull, heart-stopping thud rang out.
Hu Yanli's body was thrown high into the air like a kite with a broken string, spitting out blood that was mixed with fragments of internal organs. But his desperate block actually deflected the deadly shockwave, which grazed past Ye Feng and Mingyue and shattered a grove of trees in front of them.
Using the force of the air surge, Ye Feng bit his tongue, forcibly squeezing out his potential, and his speed increased again. He caught the falling Hu Yanli and plunged headfirst into the dense primeval forest.
With a few leaps and bounds, it disappeared into the vast forest.
...
Only the enraged Huyan Zhen and the gloomy Snow Demon Vice Sect Master remained on the spot.
"Chase!" Hu Yanzhen was about to take a step when he was stopped by the Snow Demon Vice Sect Master.
"Stop chasing." The Snow Demon Vice Sect Master looked at the misty forest in the far north, known as the "Death Forbidden Zone," with a hint of apprehension in his eyes. "That's the edge of the core area of the far north, where ancient soul beasts roam freely, and the mist never dissipates. If they go in with their heavy injuries, they will surely die."
"I want to see him alive or dead!" Huyan Zhen roared unwillingly.
"Don't worry, that kid's martial soul is strange, but his soul power is too low. After being hit by the aftershock of your eighth soul skill, that rebellious son is definitely not going to survive. As for that Ye Feng... Hmph, I will send people to guard the perimeter, unless he stays inside as a savage for the rest of his life."
Hu Yanzhen, panting heavily, gradually dispelled his Martial Soul True Form and reverted to human form. He gazed in the direction where his grandson had disappeared, his eyes filled with complex emotions, which ultimately turned icy cold.
"Alright, it's your decision. From today onwards, announce to the public that Huyan Li colluded with foreign enemies and harmed his fellow disciples. He has been expelled from the Elephant Armor Sect, and his fate is irrelevant!"
The wind and snow continued to blow, quickly covering up the traces of the battle on the ground, as if nothing had happened.
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Inside a hidden cave on the outskirts of the misty forest in the far north.
"Cough cough cough..."
Ye Feng coughed violently, each cough causing excruciating pain throughout his body. He leaned against the rock wall, the Thousand Manifestations Umbrella having reverted to its ordinary umbrella form, lying dull and lifeless to the side.
Mingyue was channeling soul power into the unconscious Huyanli, but her expression was equally grim.
"He had seven broken ribs and his internal organs were severely concussed... If it weren't for the Diamond Mammoth's truly astonishing defensive capabilities, he would have been shattered by that attack." Mingyue withdrew her hand, her voice trembling slightly. "Ye Feng, we..."
"I won't die." Ye Feng wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes unusually bright. He took out a small bottle from his pocket, poured out a pill and put it into Hu Yanli's mouth—it was a basic healing medicine he had exchanged with system points (or a recipe from his previous life).
"This big oaf is actually quite reliable in a critical moment." Ye Feng looked at Hu Yanli, whose face was covered in blood, and said softly, "Since he risked his life for us, I will never let him die."
He turned to look at the swirling snow outside the cave, his fists clenched tightly.
Although he fled in a sorry state after this battle, it made him truly realize the cruelty of this world. This is not a game; there are no resurrection coins, only life and death.
"Huyan Zhen, Snow Demon Sect... I, Ye Feng, will remember this debt."
Ye Feng picked up the Thousand Chance Umbrella from the ground, his fingers gently stroking the cold ribs.
"Still not strong enough... The Thousand Manifestations Umbrella's form hasn't been fully developed yet, and my soul power level is too low." Ye Feng muttered to himself, "I must improve my strength as soon as possible, at least to the Soul Master level, to unlock my fourth soul ring, and to unlock that form of the Thousand Manifestations Umbrella..."
Outside the cave, the cold wind howled, but inside this small cave, three people driven to the edge of a cliff by fate were truly brought together by this battle.
The flames of revenge quietly ignite in the ice and snow.
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