A Cunning Pervert in the Cultivation World - Chapter 348: The First Calamity (2)

Chapter 348: Chapter 348: The First Calamity (2)

The black ocean boiled violently, as if the entire domain had suddenly come alive.

Huge bubbles erupted across the surface, releasing thick strange black corrosive mist that hissed and ate away at the very fabric of space.

The temperature strangely plummeted, yet the water churned hotter than molten lava.

SPLASH!

Waves taller than mountains rose and crashed without direction, slamming into the tower walls and sending black spray flying in every direction.

Meanwhile, Li Feng just stood at the center of the chaos, as silver stars swirling around him and lighting up the surrounding darkness.

He remained calm despite the almost apocalyptic storm.

“Come on then,” he muttered, cracking his neck.

“Stop pretending to be a human when you’re clearly… not.”

The moment his words left his mouth, the black ocean answered.

There was no longer any silhouette rising from the depths.

…Because the entire black ocean itself was the true form.

The False Cultivator, the shadow, the writhing core… they had all been nothing more than distractions.

…Illusions cast by a calamity that had already merged with the domain.

The black water was not a sea, it was the creature.

…Every drop, every wave, every bubble of corrosive mist was a living extension of its will.

The surface rippled violently, and suddenly the entire ocean lifted itself upward in a single, impossible motion.

It formed a colossal, ever-shifting mass that filled the entire width and height of the tower’s interior.

Countless faces… twisted, screaming, melting surfaced and sank within the liquid darkness.

Tentacles the thickness of ancient trees constantly formed and dissolved, only to reform elsewhere.

The “eyes” were now everywhere… thousands upon thousands of red orbs blinking open across the undulating surface, all of them locked onto Li Feng with bottomless hunger.

But Li Feng just grinned at the overwhelming malevolence.

“See? Sometimes it’s better to just be yourself. Pretending to be something else is truly tiresome.”

[…What… do you… know!!.. You know nothing…!]

The calamity’s roar shook the tower like thunder.

Rage and pride twisted together in that single, layered voice.

Then the ocean struck.

SPLASH!

A titanic wave, hundreds of meters tall and stretching across the entire width of the domain, crashed down with apocalyptic force.

It move like an avalanche of devouring darkness, carrying the weight of swallowed being, corrupted fates, and endless screams.

The air itself howled as the massive wall of black water descended.

BOOOMM!

Li Feng just grinned and slowly become excited as silver light exploded across his body.

The galaxies swirling around him spun faster, turning into blazing silver rings of pure celestial power.

Instead of retreating or defending, Li Feng charged straight into the oncoming catastrophe wave.

BOOOOOOM!!!

He punched forward with his right fist the instant he met the wave.

A concentrated blast of Falling Star Fist erupted from his knuckles, carving a brilliant silver tunnel straight through the black water.

SPLASH!!

The point of impact exploded outward, vaporizing a huge section of the wave into harmless white mist, but the ocean was relentless as the gap began closing almost immediately as more black liquid surged in from all sides.

Li Feng didn’t care as he began to sprint.

In that moment, the Ruler of the Stars form transformed the act of sprinting into something utterly terrifying.

His massive, cosmic-enhanced body leaned forward at a sharp, predatory angle, shoulders squared, arms pumping with mechanical precision.

BOOM!

Each stride was explosive, his legs driving into the unstable black surface like pistons forged from dying stars.

And the silver constellations across his skin blazed brighter with every step, leaving afterimages of glowing galaxies trailing behind him like the tail of a comet tearing through the night sky.

He ran like a professional sprinter who had transcended humanity… perfect form, terrifying speed and zero wasted motion.

His feet barely seemed to touch the churning water…

SPLASH!

Instead, each powerful push-off sent shockwaves rippling outward, shattering nearby tentacles before they could fully form.

The stellar rings orbiting his body spun so violently they created a low, constant sonic hum that cut through the calamity’s roaring.

Black water try to slammed against him from every side, corrosive mist hissing violently, but Li Feng was like a silver blur of unstoppable momentum.

His eyes burn brightly with, focused intensity along with a wild excited smile.

Every muscle in his enlarged frame worked in perfect harmony, propelling him forward at speeds that made the air scream around him.

Suddenly, tentacles whipped out to ensnare him mid-stride.

Seeing this, he simply twisted his torso at the last second, using the centrifugal force of his sprint to slam a backhanded strike that exploded an entire cluster of limbs into black mist.

BOOOMM!

SPLASH!

Then a screaming face lunged from the wave’s interior but he simply drove his shoulder through it without slowing,

BOOOMM!!

The impact releasing a pulse of silvery light that disintegrated everything in a ten-meter radius.

The tunnel he had punched through the wave was closing fast, but Li Feng poured even more power into his legs.

Silver starlight erupted from the soles of his feet with each step, giving him explosive propulsion.

He was no longer just running through the wave.

He was carving a path of annihilation through the calamity’s own body, like a living silver meteor sprinting straight through the heart of the devouring sea.

BOOOM!!

Each footfall detonated like a miniature supernova, silver shockwaves ripping outward and turning black water into evaporating mist in wide arcs.

The sonic booms from his sprint overlapped into a continuous thunder that drowned out even the calamity’s roaring.

Then, without warning, Li Feng stopped.

He planted one foot hard into the churning surface.

BOOOMMM!

The impact created a crater of exploding silver light that sent a final, devastating ripple across the remnants of the wave.

His massive frame came to a dead halt in an instant of perfect control, as if the terrifying momentum had never existed.

The silver afterimages caught up and merged back into his body with a brilliant flash.

Li Feng straightened slowly, rolling his shoulders once as the blazing galaxies across his skin continued to swirl with undiminished intensity.

He stood there in the middle of the boiling black ocean, completely unfazed, as if he had simply taken a casual jog instead of sprinting through the body of an ancient calamity.

[…There must be a… limit to… your form…]

The False Cultivator’s layered voice echoed out, cold and mocking, as if it had already see straight through Li Feng powerful form.

[…Once that ends… I will drown you!!]

Hearing those words, Li Feng just smiled.

“You’re right. There is always a limit to everything.”