Chapter 698 - 408: Heavenly Eye Becomes Monkey’s Eye

On the surface, it looked like Zou Feng was on a rampage, having the time of his life.

But in reality, the "Endless Wedding Chamber" was influencing and tormenting him at every moment.

After all, this was a slaughter with no end in sight.

Each time a new wedding scene appeared, the difficulty of blowing up the bride’s head increased slightly.

Whether it was the guests or the bride herself, their strength grew with every change of scenery.

Gradually, brides began to appear who would rip off their own red veils and wedding gowns, revealing muscles like forged steel before charging at Zou Feng...

As the wedding scenes changed over and over, Zou Feng’s eyes started to grow numb.

No matter how resolute his heart was, his willpower would gradually be worn down in a battle with no foreseeable end.

Because of this, a thought actually began to surface in Zou Feng’s mind: maybe he should just give in to her.

Within a crevice of illusory space, layered countless times over, the true bride in the great palanquin was quietly observing Zou Feng’s form.

By now, the intense battle had caused Zou Feng to habitually rip his clothes, leaving him bare-chested. To the Judge, his every move and the sweat flying from his body radiated a magnetic masculinity.

Seeing Zou Feng gradually start to falter, the corner of the Judge’s mouth, barely visible beneath her red veil, first sucked the drool she had just let out right back in, then broke into an eager, greedy smile...

WHOOSH—

After crushing another bride’s head, Zou Feng’s gaze grew even hazier.

Yet the battle was still endless. The scene shifted again, transforming into an even more magnificent palace.

This palace appeared to be built atop the clouds, like a heavenly court.

The guests feasting at the banquet were no longer limited to the Human Race; there were also a large number of Demon Race members who had not fully transformed.

However, these demons also exuded an immortal aura, each looking as if they had attained the Dao and become Immortals who had achieved true fruition.

’Ugh, now they’ve even cooked up a wedding scene for heavenly palace Immortals?’

Shaking his head, Zou Feng gritted his teeth and continued his slaughter.

Unfortunately, due to his massive exhaustion and the all-pervasive corrosion of his mind, his attacks were clearly not as sharp as they had been at the start.

It seemed the only possible outcome was for Zou Feng to be completely depleted and sink into the "Endless Wedding Chamber" forever...

But in truth, Zou Feng had almost lost his composure and burst out laughing several times.

"Tribulation-Indestructible Body (Extraordinary to Saint), Progress: 99%"

Amid the endless torment of the Endless Wedding Chamber, Zou Feng was truly having the time of his life. The ordeal was a twofold torment of both body and mind, which, for the Tribulation-Indestructible Body, was double the pleasure.

Originally, although this Skill was close to advancing to the Unity of Heaven and Man, his progress had stalled, unable to advance an inch due to the lack of suitable Cultivation conditions.

Who would have thought that someone would offer him a pillow just as he was getting sleepy?

So, while it looked like Zou Feng was struggling to survive in the Endless Wedding Chamber, it was actually the perfect Cultivation environment for him.

Now, he just had to wait for the Tribulation-Indestructible Body to reach the Unity of Heaven and Man. Then, he would play along, lure out the Judge’s true form, and let her experience firsthand what a true body of steel felt like!

Once the Tribulation-Indestructible Body reached the Unity of Heaven and Man, even if he ran out of Spiritual Power, his physical strength alone would give him health and mana bars so long you couldn’t see the end of them.

However, to lure out the Judge’s true form, not only did he have to make her think he was on his last legs, but he also had to further use his looks as bait...

While Zou Feng was engaged in a battle of wits and courage with the Judge, True Monarch Tianyan, Nangong Chu, was in unspeakable misery elsewhere.

Just as Zou Feng had predicted, Nangong Chu had been hunted by the "Great Palanquin" and the "Elder General." Although he had sustained some injuries, his strength was ultimately enough to hold on until a northern expedition team from the Pinnacle Celestial Immortal Sect arrived.

He then joined forces with a True Disciple he knew very well and launched a fierce counterattack.

With the tables turned, it was now the Great Palanquin and the Elder General’s turn to flee in panic.

To regain his lost face, Nangong Chu charged to the very front despite his unhealed injuries, vowing to slaughter every last one of the Tribulation Cultivators who had dared to hunt him.

He was, after all, one of the top True Disciples in the Pinnacle Celestial Immortal Sect. The name True Monarch Tianyan was one that countless disciples and Tribulation Cultivators could only look up to in awe.

To have been so wretchedly defeated and nearly killed was a humiliation he hadn’t experienced in centuries.

Therefore, this rage caused Nangong Chu to lose his usual composure, stubbornly insisting on a relentless pursuit with his injured body just to achieve a clear and unburdened state of mind.

However, things did not go as planned. While he did kill many of the Tribulation Cultivators who had dared to pursue him, the main targets, the Great Palanquin and the Elder General, had both vanished in bizarre ways.

But Nangong Chu was not one to give up, forcefully urging the fellow sect members who had come to his aid to continue the search.

During this reckless hunt, Nangong Chu felt an odd discomfort several times.

But he attributed these strange feelings to his unhealed injuries and chose to ignore them, focusing only on the search.

"Brother Nangong... your... down there..."

Beside Nangong Chu, a female True Disciple seemed to have witnessed an unbelievable sight and couldn’t help but cry out to warn him.

"Down there?" Nangong Chu hurriedly looked down.

He assumed it was because of his previous injuries, causing a large amount of blood to seep through in that area.

But when he looked, his jaw dropped wide enough to fit two duck eggs.

At his crotch, there wasn’t a bloodstain, but... a huge tent.