Cultivation: The Heaven's Fated Useless Genius-Chapter 94 – Desperate situation brings new life!

The protective barrier formed by the Blazing Sun Pearl instantly turned to dust!

Immediately, even the Blazing Sun Pearl itself showed dozens of large cracks, unable to withstand the immense pressure, shattering into tiny fragments.

The immense force hadn't stopped, directly impacting Gu Feng's body. He quickly raised his arms, crossing them in front of his chest to protect his Spiritual Platform.

"Boom!"

A continuous buzzing sound rang in his ears, and Gu Feng felt as if he had been hit head-on by a train from his previous life, flying backward and crashing to the ground!

Dust rose all around as Gu Feng struggled to stand on the cracked earth. His only defensive artifact, the Blazing Sun Pearl, had shattered into pieces on the spot.

His arms hung limply, clearly broken, and his chest throbbed with pain. A sweetness rose in his throat, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

Struggling to stay conscious, Gu Feng stared intently at the Nine Tribulations Witch King.

If not for the Blazing Sun Pearl absorbing most of the impact, his Dao foundation might have been destroyed by now!

It was known that the Blazing Sun Pearl was Gu Liantian's personal artifact, and it was shattered in one strike. The power of Nine Tribulations' tail sweep was unimaginable.

Even so, his arms were now useless, and though his Dao foundation was intact, he had suffered significant internal injuries, making it impossible to withstand a second attack from the Nine Tribulations Witch King.

Escape? Impossible!

Fight? No chance!

Was he supposed to talk his way out of this?

What a joke!

Gu Feng prided himself on his unmatched ability to talk his way out of situations, but clearly, the Nine Tribulations Witch King was not one of those foolish and stubborn people he had encountered before.

The Nine Tribulations Witch King was decisive and ruthless. No amount of eloquence would matter unless there was a tangible benefit to attract him. There was no room to negotiate!

He now held the winning hand, taking the lives of Gu Feng and his companions as easily as reaching into a bag. Gu Feng didn't think he had any bargaining chips left.

For the first time, Gu Feng felt death was so close, right at his doorstep!

"Enough playing! Time to send you on your way!"

The Nine Tribulations Witch King took a heavy breath, and a black light slowly gathered in his palm, flashing continuously and growing larger.

Holding the black light, like a black hole, high above, the Nine Tribulations Witch King was surrounded by a chilling wind. The massive black sphere expanded rapidly, like a star filled with lightning.

Maintaining this state was also exhausting for his Spiritual Soul, so he didn't want to waste any more time. He aimed to deliver a foolproof killing blow, ensuring Gu Feng's complete annihilation.

Gu Feng looked despairingly at the Nine Tribulations Witch King in mid-air, like an unparalleled demon, and could only smile bitterly in his heart.

He could feel that if this strike landed, nothing would be left within a hundred miles, its power unimaginable.

Nine Tribulations intended to leave no survivors or traces!

Everyone in the White Tiger Witch's Village, the Jiang family caravan, Murong Ze, the Seven Sons of Leaving Fire, and Jiang Chuyao would all be obliterated...

The black sphere in his hand continued to grow, and the Nine Tribulations Witch King kept gathering power, striving for absolute certainty...

"I'm done for, this is the end..."

Gu Feng murmured to himself, dropping to his knees, utterly losing his will to fight.

Fang Feixue and Hou Yixiao flew to his side at this moment, seeing the Nine Tribulations Witch King's world-ending strike, they knew there was no escape.

Fang Feixue hugged Gu Feng from behind and softly said, "It's okay, I'm with you..."

"You might still escape if you fly away on your sword now..."

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Turning his head, Gu Feng wore a bitter smile. He wanted to hold her hand, but his arms were useless, like withered branches, unable to lift.

"Wherever there's wind, there will be snow. Wherever you go, I'll follow."

Seeing Gu Feng's shoulders slump in defeat, Fang Feixue took the initiative to lift his hands, holding them tightly in her palms, her eyes filled with determination.

Hou Yixiao, with a mournful face, knew that as a fat Daoist in the Qi Refining Realm, escape was impossible.

He was straightforward, pulling out a roast chicken and a jug of wine from his Storage Bag, taking a big bite of chicken and a swig of wine.

He spat out defiantly, "Damn it! If I'm going to die, I'll die full!"

Gu Feng and Fang Feixue exchanged bitter smiles, watching the black star in the sky flash continuously, waiting for Nine Tribulations' final strike.

"Master..."

Suddenly, the voice of the spirit Little Fish came to his ear.

Gu Feng replied, "I'm sorry, Little Fish, for making you suffer with me."

"Master, Little Fish has one last way, maybe it can defeat this demon."

"Uh... you should have said so earlier!"

Hearing there was still hope, Gu Feng's spirits lifted, and he quickly asked, "Tell me, what's your plan?"

Little Fish was silent for a moment, seemingly making a decision, and suddenly said, "Little Fish can burn its own Spiritual Soul, allowing you to temporarily gain immense power. This way, you can unleash the true power of the Three Lives Fish..."

After a pause, Little Fish continued, "But, Master, you only have one chance. If this demon dodges, everything will return to square one, and Little Fish will fall into a deep sleep due to burning its Spiritual Soul..."

Gu Feng was stunned, only one chance. If Nine Tribulations dodged, it would all be in vain.

And the cost was burning Little Fish's Spiritual Soul.

The Spiritual Soul of a spirit was its essence, a consciousness nurtured over years by the True Core of a cultivator.

Little Fish said that doing so would put it into a deep sleep. How long would it sleep? Ten years, a hundred years?!

Or forever!

Gu Feng asked solemnly, "How long will you sleep?"

"If Master can provide enough Spirit Stones daily, Little Fish will wake up in as little as ten years, or as long as a hundred years."

After pondering for a moment, determination reignited in Gu Feng's eyes. He nodded and said, "Alright! Spirit Stones, is it!? I have plenty of Spirit Stones! Little Fish, don't worry, I'll have you awake in three years!"