Chapter 1669: The True Foe 2

Seeing Ye Fei transform, Darba let out an excited roar and lunged forward, throwing a punch at Ye Fei’s chest.

Ye Fei neither dodged nor blocked Darba’s punch. Instead, he swung his own fist and struck at Darba’s chest.

If there had been an outsider present, they would have found the scene quite strange. As the two, full of momentum, exchanged blows, there wasn’t a sound. There wasn’t even a collision noise. They merely grunted in unison after being hit.

Of course, it wasn’t that they had held back at the last moment. Both had thrown their full force into the attack. If the energy had escaped, even at an altitude of ten thousand meters, it would have had a massive impact on the surface, potentially causing earthquakes and tsunamis. Given enough time, it could have even damaged the entire planet.

However, at Ye Fei and Darba’s level of cultivation, their control over their power had reached its peak. Naturally, they wouldn’t let the energy escape and be wasted. By channeling all their strength into each other’s bodies, there was no noise.

"Great! It’s been a long time since I’ve fought this exhilaratingly!" Darba exclaimed excitedly, launching another attack.

Ye Fei’s fighting spirit was also ignited. He didn’t retreat a single step and continued to engage in a brutal, bare-knuckle brawl with his opponent.

These two were undoubtedly the strongest individuals in the Earth space. Yet, their battle seemed less intense than that of two street thugs. Only they knew the true danger involved.

Both had incredibly robust bodies. Even if hit by the most powerful bomb, they wouldn’t sustain the slightest damage. However, each punch from the other caused significant harm. Their power was just too immense.

It had to be said that Darba, hailing from the strongest realm, was no ordinary opponent. Even in his transformed state, Ye Fei was still slightly inferior in terms of strength and speed. At their level, it all came down to these two attributes. Any tricks or maneuvers were utterly ineffective.

As time went on, Ye Fei gradually fell behind. He had sustained considerable injuries and had used up more than half of his true energy. Of course, Darba wasn’t in much better shape, but he seemed unaffected, still fighting as fiercely as at the beginning.

Recalling the characteristics of the black-robed man from the True Void Realm, Ye Fei finally understood why Darba wanted him to grow stronger. For Darba, perhaps only when Ye Fei became stronger than him could they have a truly satisfying fight. After all, people from their place had extremely resilient bodies. No matter how severe the injuries, as long as they didn’t die, it wouldn’t affect their combat ability.

At this moment, Ye Fei was extremely grateful that he had previously challenged several branches of the Holy War Organization and obtained a good number of recovery pills. Otherwise, he would surely be in a dire situation in this battle.

After once again withstanding Darba’s full-force attack, Ye Fei used the momentum to fly backward several kilometers. He quickly took out three comprehensive recovery pills from his spatial storage and swallowed them in one go. In an instant, both his physical body and true energy were restored to their peak state.

Seeing that Ye Fei had a way to recover, Darba was not alarmed but rather delighted. For people from his place, fighting was everything. Even death should occur in battle. With a roar, he lunged at Ye Fei once more.

As time passed, the two fought with increasing vigor. It wasn’t until Ye Fei had used up a total of fifteen comprehensive recovery pills, restoring himself to his peak five times, that he finally managed to suppress Darba. At this point, Ye Fei could clearly sense that, apart from his head, Darba’s entire body was reduced to a thin layer of skin, with the flesh and internal organs inside turned into mush by Ye Fei’s power.

"Darba, how about we call it a day?" After once again pushing back the nearly exhausted Darba, Ye Fei proposed.

No matter how strong Darba was, he was just a subordinate of the so-called "Chaos Sovereign." Ye Fei didn’t know if killing him would provoke the Sovereign. According to Darba, he himself was no match for the Sovereign, so he didn’t want to take that risk.

Moreover, Ye Fei didn’t harbor any ill will towards Darba. On the contrary, he felt a sense of camaraderie. Although Darba’s intentions were not pure, his actions were straightforward. If they could coexist peacefully in the future, Ye Fei wouldn’t mind letting him off the hook.

Unexpectedly, not only did Darba not appreciate it, but he also became extremely angry, roaring, "Battle is about life and death, not about winning or losing. You are desecrating the very essence of combat!" With that, he lunged at Ye Fei once more.

Faced with this stubborn opponent, Ye Fei could only sigh and continue to fight.

Even a dying camel is bigger than a horse. Although Darba was already at the end of his rope, the power he unleashed was still formidable. Ye Fei had no choice but to exert all his strength to deal with it.

After once again depleting a large portion of his true energy and physical strength, Ye Fei finally saw the light of victory. Darba’s body was now almost completely shattered, with only a thin layer of skin remaining, along with his massive alligator-like head.

Just as Ye Fei was contemplating whether to spare Darba’s life, Darba suddenly opened his bloodthirsty maw and fiercely clamped down on Ye Fei’s left arm. His sharp fangs pierced through Ye Fei’s bulletproof muscles, biting into the bone and grinding back and forth like a saw.

"Ah..." Ye Fei couldn’t help but cry out in pain. Darba’s relentless entanglement thoroughly ignited his anger, and at the same time, he realized clearly that as long as neither of them died, Darba would continue to harass him. So, without any further hesitation, he channeled all his true energy into his left arm and gave a powerful shake, dislodging Darba’s jaws.

Then, Ye Fei clasped his hands together, gathered all his strength, and delivered a fierce blow from above down onto Darba’s head.

Previously, when faced with such an attack, Darba would simply take it head-on. But this time, for reasons unknown—whether unwilling or unable—after withstanding the strike, Darba’s body instantly vanished from Ye Fei’s sight, plummeting rapidly downward.

Observing the direction of Darba’s fall, Ye Fei’s expression subtly changed. Their battle in mid-air had unconsciously drifted far from its original location. Now, instead of falling into the ocean, Darba was heading towards a piece of land, specifically a peninsula, a peninsula that divided one country into two. Darba was falling directly towards the central area of the outer country.

Covering a distance of over ten thousand meters, Darba traversed it in less than a second. With his body no longer under control, he crashed into the ground, creating a bottomless pit.