"The Four Heavenly Kings of the Werewolf Clan!" someone exclaimed upon recognizing the newcomers. These four were "Bloodclaw" Grom, "Shadowfang" Saru, "Bonebreaker" Magatha, and "Soul Eater" Warwick, each a ruthless executioner with human blood on his hands.

The leader, "Bloodclaw" Grom, is nearly three meters tall. Countless scars can be seen among his dark red fur, the most conspicuous being a huge claw mark that extends from his left shoulder to his right abdomen—reportedly left ten years ago during a battle with King Difeng.

His fangs bared, his voice like sandpaper scraping: "Human brat, today is your death day! Taking advantage of your weakened state during your tribulation, I'll take your life!"

Chen Feng had just endured the seventh bolt of lightning—this bolt of lightning displayed seven-colored light and even caused a small-scale spatial distortion when it struck.

More blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, yet a confident smile appeared on his face: "Finally, you've arrived. I've been waiting for you for a long time."

The eighth bolt of lightning suddenly struck, and this time nine bolts of lightning struck down simultaneously, targeting not only Chen Feng but also the four werewolf kings.

Caught off guard, the werewolves hastily mobilized their bloodthirsty energy to defend themselves, but were still struck and their fur was charred black. One of "Shadowfang" Saru's ears was directly vaporized by lightning, causing him to howl in pain.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Chen Feng used his "Clone Technique," creating three identical clones of himself in different locations, all simultaneously forming hand seals. His main body and the clones spoke at the same time, their voices overlapping to create a strange harmony: "Devouring Mystic Art - Mental Illusion!"

The scene before the four werewolf kings suddenly changed, and they found themselves in a sea of ​​thunder, with lightning striking from all directions.

They had to defend themselves with all their might, unaware that most of it was an illusion. "Bonebreaker" Magatha swung his massive bone club wildly, shattering the illusory lightning bolts; "Soul Eater" Warwick summoned dozens of vengeful spirits to surround him, forming a protective barrier.

"Cunning human! Bloodclaw!" Grom roared, his eyes turning blood red as he forcefully shattered the illusion. He swung his claws, and three crescent-shaped blood-red blades slashed at Chen Feng's clone, which shattered instantly, turning into specks of light and dissipating.

At this moment, the ninth and most powerful heavenly tribulation descended. This bolt of lightning was purplish-gold in color, as thick as a palace pillar, with dragon-shaped lightning faintly visible moving within it, and it struck down with the power to destroy everything.

Chen Feng was not surprised but delighted. His hands formed hand seals, each movement causing the surrounding天地元气 (heaven and earth energy) to tremble: "Perfect timing! Heavenly Saint Transformation Technique - Dharma Image Technique!"

His body suddenly swelled, his muscles bulged, his bones stretched, and in the blink of an eye he transformed into a golden giant ten feet tall, his body covered in complete golden armor, with nine halos appearing behind him.

The giant bravely faced the lightning. The purple-gold lightning struck the golden giant, unleashing a light more dazzling than the sun. The entire Zhenlang Pass trembled, and bricks and stones on the city walls fell in a flurry.

As the light faded, the golden giant still stood, but countless cracks appeared on its surface, like a piece of porcelain about to shatter.

Chen Feng felt the surging new life force within his body and knew that the most crucial moment had arrived. In his dantian, the sea of ​​qi and blood and the sea of ​​spirit were merging, forming a miniature vortex star system—this was the sign of advancing to the Heavenly King Realm.

"Now!" He dispelled his magical form, returning to his normal human size. He crossed his arms in front of his chest, his left hand condensing his blood and qi into a crimson ball of light, and his right hand condensing his mental energy into a blue ball of light. The two forces began to slowly and steadily merge.

During this process, his skin constantly cracked and healed, showing that his body was undergoing a transformative change.

Seeing this, the four werewolf kings rushed forward without hesitation. "Bloodclaw" Grom's claws aimed straight for Chen Feng's heart, the tips glowing with a ghostly green poisonous light; "Shadowfang" Saru attacked the head, his claws leaving dozens of afterimages.

"Bonebreaker" Magassa's massive bone club slammed into Chen Feng's abdomen, creating a howling gust of wind; "Soul Eater" Warwick attacked from behind, his fingertips extending translucent spiritual tentacles that pierced straight into Chen Feng's back.

At the critical moment, Chen Feng's eyes shone brightly with golden light, and his pupils contracted into two vertical lines: "Devouring Mystic Technique - Mental Impact!" Invisible psychic waves spread out from him, and wherever the waves passed, the air distorted like water ripples.

The four Heavenly Kings paused simultaneously, though it was only for less than a second, but that was enough for Chen Feng.

He thrust both hands forward with a sudden burst, unleashing a torrent of fused spiritual energy: "Sealing Wolf Sword Technique - Sword Qi Storm!"

Countless golden sword energies erupted from his palms, each energie a perfect fusion of blood and mental power, forming a sword energy tornado in the air that engulfed the Four Heavenly Kings. Wherever the sword energy passed, tiny black cracks were torn in space.

"No—" Grom, the leader of the "Bloodclaws," roared in defiance as his body was pierced by countless sword energies, his blood splattering across the sky. The other three Heavenly Kings also met the same fate, being shredded into pieces in the storm of sword energy, their flesh vaporized by the high temperature contained within the sword energy before it even hit the ground.

When the last sword energy dissipated, only Chen Feng remained standing on the training ground. His aura had completely changed; it was the oppressive aura of a Heavenly King Realm expert. Just by standing there, he inspired an urge to prostrate himself in worship.

A faint golden light flowed beneath his skin, and with each breath, it resonated with the surrounding天地元气 (heaven and earth energy).

A moment of silence followed, then a deafening roar of cheers erupted. On the viewing platform, even the usually aloof grandmasters stood up in excitement.

Di Fengtianwang was the first to step forward, nodding in satisfaction: "Good! Truly worthy of being my disciple."

A man reached out and patted Chen Feng on the shoulder. This simple action caused the ground within a radius of 100 meters to sink by three inches simultaneously—a phenomenon caused by the resonance of the auras of two Heavenly King Realm experts.

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