Clash of Light and Silver

The halo slowly spread outward. Even the dust in the air seemed to have been frozen in place, and the entire space was so quiet that it made people hold their breath.

The two stood a hundred meters apart. Neither moved; they merely stared at each other.

Chen Feng floated in the void, golden aura coiling around him like blazing flames.

The silver radiance around Vados, however, was as tranquil as moonlight. Standing together, their difference was obvious at a glance.

Starlight streamed behind them. In the distance, nebulae hung like thin veils, while nearby planets rotated in silence.

It was as though the entire universe had stopped, waiting for them to begin.

Chen Feng suddenly spoke, his voice transmitted through the vacuum by ki, clear and steady.

"Lady Vados, I have a question."

Vados nodded, the light of distant stars reflected in her eyes.

"Go ahead."

Chen Feng looked at her. "If an Angel truly fought with all their strength, would they cause irreversible damage to the universe like a God of Destruction?"

The corners of Vados's lips lifted slightly, revealing a faint smile.

"No. An Angel's power is purer and more perfect than a God of Destruction's. We can control every fraction of our power to the utmost limit and never allow it to spill over."

She paused, a mischievous glint flashing through her eyes.

"However—"

She drifted a little closer, her silver hair floating soundlessly through the vacuum.

"If Lord Chen Feng can't control himself, then the outcome is hard to say."

Chen Feng could not help laughing, an eager edge in his voice.

"Don't worry," the golden flames around him suddenly surged, "I can definitely control myself."

The instant he finished speaking, both figures vanished.

The next moment, the depths of space seemed to be torn apart by an invisible hand—

Golden light and silver radiance collided without warning, erupting in a brilliance even more dazzling than a supernova.

The two forces intertwined and clashed. Countless streams of light surged outward, illuminating every celestial body within tens of thousands of kilometers.

A passing asteroid was grazed by the aftershock and instantly shattered, vanishing without a sound.

Champa had long since hidden behind a massive piece of interstellar debris. Both hands clutched the edge of the rock tightly, his eyes bulging as though they might fall out.

He could not see their movements at all. He could only catch two blurry streaks of light—one gold, one silver—darting rapidly across the dark curtain of the universe.

At times, they crashed together like meteors, exploding into rings of energy ripples. At others, they resembled twin stars entwined, tracing intricate, luminous paths through the void.

Every collision brought a dull boom through space—the sound of energy compressed to its limit before exploding.

The shockwaves spread outward, shattering distant asteroid belts one after another. Even the surface of an icebound dwarf planet split open with countless deep ravines, as though it would completely collapse the next second.

"Fight! Fight!" Champa gritted his teeth, his fists clenched so hard they cracked. He growled under his breath, "Vados... you have to win!"

A cold gleam flickered in his eyes, and a savage grin curled across his lips.

As long as Vados won, Chen Feng would fall into his hands.

Then, he would repay the humiliation he had suffered—the pathetic helplessness of being easily suppressed, unable to fight back—tenfold, a hundredfold.

At the center of the battlefield—

Chen Feng threw a punch, and his golden aura transformed into a massive dragon that roared as it charged toward Vados.

Vados neither dodged nor retreated. With a turn of her staff, silver light formed a barrier that firmly blocked the golden dragon.

The two held their deadlock briefly before she suddenly withdrew her force and sidestepped, her staff striking toward Chen Feng's ribs like drifting clouds.

Chen Feng flipped backward in a hasty retreat. Silver light immediately pierced through where he had been, leaving behind a patch of empty darkness.

The two opened the distance once more, yet smiles appeared in both their eyes at the same time.

It was the excitement shared between powerful opponents, impossible for either of them to suppress.

The cosmic void was vast and boundless, with no up or down, no borders—only eternal darkness and silence.

But now, that dead silence was torn to pieces by two utterly different lights—one a blazing gold, fierce enough to ignite stars; the other a cool, crystalline silver, as though moonlight had condensed into form.

Every crossing and collision was like two supernovas crashing together at point-blank range, erupting with a blinding radiance that made even stars pale in comparison. Shockwaves spread wildly in ring after ring, instantly vaporizing even the tiny floating fragments of meteor dust in their path, leaving no trace behind.

Chen Feng hovered in the void, his entire body enveloped in boiling golden aura. The light was so intense that he looked like a humanoid star.

At this moment, he had entered the Super Saiyan full-power state. Every spike of his golden hair resembled a crystal of pure energy, electric arcs dancing and crackling between the strands.

His gaze was sharp as a blade, locked firmly onto the elegant figure ahead.

"Haah—!"

A battle roar nearly shook space itself as Chen Feng vanished in an instant.

The next second, he appeared before Vados, his attacks sweeping forth like a cosmic storm!

His right fist tore through the vacuum, carrying terrifying momentum capable of blasting an Earth-like planet into fragments as it struck straight at Vados's face.

The force of his punch swept past, causing space itself to warp slightly and hum.

Immediately after, his left fist followed like a shadow, a vicious uppercut blasting upward toward Vados's chin.

His legs did not pause either. His knees struck repeatedly like battering rams, while his toes became streaks of golden lightning, kicking at Vados's vital points from every inconceivable angle.

This was no longer a simple attack, but a complete storm of destruction formed from power and speed.

His movements were so fast that, in Champa's eyes as he watched from afar, countless golden afterimages completely engulfed Vados's position. He could not tell which one was the real body.

The violent pressure from his fists and the gusts from his legs even formed a temporary golden force field, churning that patch of space into a blur.

Yet Vados, at the center of the storm, seemed to be in another quiet world.

She did not make any large or intense evasive movements.

Her body moved with the smallest possible motions, in an almost "flowing" posture that defied common sense.

It was not so much "dodging" as "making way."

Chen Feng's fist, powerful enough to shatter stellar rock, slid past her cheek, its scorching wind stirring only a few strands of her silver hair. His vicious knee strikes swept past her waist, perhaps less than a millimeter away. His lightning-fast kicks always landed perilously close to the edges of her robes.

No matter how dense or swift his attacks were, they always fell just short, as though Vados were an insubstantial illusion—or as though she had seen through the trajectories and impact points of every attack a hundredth of a second in advance, allowing her instincts to make the most precise and effortless responses.

So this is an Angel's Ultra Instinct... Chen Feng was inwardly startled, but his offensive only grew more violent as he tried to overwhelm that seemingly insignificant "margin of error" with absolute power.

"Lord Chen Feng, your attacks are indeed sharp, and your explosive power is remarkable," Vados's ethereal voice rang directly in Chen Feng's mind, calm and unruffled, even carrying a hint of appreciation. "But in terms of technique, you are still missing the most crucial step... Your speed can still become faster."

The moment she finished speaking, Vados, who had only been moving leisurely until then, made her first proactive move.

The mysterious crystal set atop her staff merely pointed forward casually.

"Whoosh—!"

An incomparably condensed silver beam shot out without warning.

It made no roaring sound, yet it was faster than thought itself, as though it had already struck its target the instant it was fired.

Relying on his battle instincts, Chen Feng sharply twisted aside, and the beam grazed past the outside of his left shoulder.

There was no deafening explosion.

Only a faint "sizzle," like the finest silk being torn apart.