Chapter 270: Chapter 193: Fourth Grade True Intent

This was a “Poison Seal,” formed by Zou Feng’s Gang Qi after it was imbued with True Intent and combined with his Poison Dao.

The effect was identical to a Sword Cultivator or Saber Cultivator possessing Sword Intent and Saber Intent.

In the past, Zou Feng had practiced numerous Poison Skills and absorbed countless Exotic Poisons.

While he had fused and blended these Exotic Poisons, their toxicity had long since mutated, becoming his own unique brand of Exotic Poison.

But it was as if they lacked a true soul—ultimately just a lifeless patchwork.

Now, upon ascending to the Fourth Grade, he had finally condensed a “Poison Dao” that was exclusively his own.

The transformed Gang Qi, now imbued with True Intent, surged toward the heavens.

Within this torrent of skyward-rushing Gang Qi, the phantom image of a colossal, monstrous insect faintly emerged.

The monstrous insect had wings on its back, the head of a snake, the body of a centipede, and a scorpion-like stinger for a tail. It bore some resemblance to Xiaolv, but was far more imposing and fierce.

Kang Shixiang, who was in the middle of charging Zou Feng, looked up. The moment he saw the phantom insect formed from Gang Qi, his heart jolted, and he nearly slipped and fell.

This wasn’t because he was afraid of bugs. A phantom image formed from Gang Qi imbued with “True Intent” carried an inherent Spiritual Attack.

The flames formed by Kang Shixiang’s own Gang Qi worked the same way. Because they contained “True Intent,” any Martial Artist of insufficient strength would feel as if they were being continuously burned just by looking at the fire.

The next moment, Kang Shixiang took advantage of the near-slip, his body twisting violently as he executed an incredibly fast change of direction.

Then, to Zou Feng’s considerable surprise, jets of flame erupted from his feet, and he simply fled…

It wasn’t that Kang Shixiang was a coward. There was simply no way to continue this fight.

When Zou Feng had yet to break through to the Fourth Grade, Kang Shixiang had fought him with ease, even having the spare focus to convert his Gang Qi.

But now that he had successfully broken through, how the hell was he supposed to fight anymore!

Kang Shixiang was long past the age of letting pride dictate his actions.

In fact, the older one gets, the harder it is to fight with the daring recklessness of youth, to face a crisis and roar about one’s fate being one’s own to command.

The moment he sensed the situation was hopeless, Kang Shixiang would immediately turtle up.

’If I escape now, I might just make it…’

Kang Shixiang’s eyes were filled with terror; he had never run so fast in his entire life.

Unfortunately, while he tried to tell himself he could escape, in his heart he already felt his chances were slim to none.

’This kid was already ridiculously powerful at the Fifth Grade. Now that he’s successfully broken through to the Fourth Grade, how is anyone supposed to stand a chance!?’

Kang Shixiang’s speed was truly fast enough to be called flight. After a few powerful leaps, he had already cleared the swamp.

However, Zou Feng’s Drunken Immortal Moon Chasing Step, which had reached the Peak Realm, was certainly not just for show.

Now that he had ascended to the Fourth Grade, continuously using the “Moon Stepping Technique”—which allowed one to tread on air—was hardly an issue.

Thus, while Kang Shixiang’s speed was so fast it was *like* flying, Zou Feng, by continuously using his Moon Stepping Technique, actually *was* flying!

Before long, the distance between them shrank, and the look of despair on Kang Shixiang’s face deepened.

“AHHH—”

He pushed himself with all his might, accelerating in a burst so desperate he nearly bit his gums bloody, yet he still couldn’t shake that terrifyingly fast figure.

’Is today the day I die?’

Just as this thought flashed through his mind, a ball of white flame ignited in the air not far away.

This unique flame made Kang Shixiang freeze for a moment. Then, hope suddenly reignited in his once-despairing eyes.

As an Elder of the Xuanhuang Sect, he naturally recognized this white fire. It was the “Taixu Light Flame,” formed from one of the Sect’s own Cultivation Skills.

Among the younger generation of the Xuanhuang Sect, the one who had cultivated this Skill to the highest degree was the very person who had recently contacted Kang Shixiang via Communication Jade Talisman, saying he was on his way to lend a hand.

His name was He Cang, a genius of the Xuanhuang Sect’s younger generation, talented enough to rank among the top ten.

Before entering seclusion, he was already at the Peak of Fourth Grade Realm and had cultivated two Cultivation Skills, the “Tai Su Heart Scripture” and the “Heaven-Dominating Fist,” to the Peak Realm.

He Cang had entered seclusion for the sole purpose of breaking through to the Third Grade.

Unfortunately, after some time in seclusion, He Cang felt he was still missing something and would not be able to step into the High Grade ranks during this retreat.

So, he decisively ended his seclusion.

The moment he emerged, he learned of the Demon Slaying Order. The target was an Evil Dao genius who had effortlessly killed Yuwen Boxi and was likely to become a regional menace.

This news immediately aroused He Cang’s immense interest.

After all, if he could obtain the reward from the Demon Slaying Order, his chances of advancing to Third Grade would be much higher.

Even setting the reward aside, simply killing an Evil Dao master was sure to elevate his state of mind, possibly even triggering an on-the-spot breakthrough.

As it happened, He Cang had a Communication Jade Talisman that could reach Kang Shixiang, so he had rushed here nonstop after exiting his seclusion.

But now, seeing Elder Kang’s utterly wretched state from a distance, he was momentarily unable to comprehend the situation.

“It’s He Cang! I’m saved!”

Kang Shixiang was ecstatic, even beginning to wave at He Cang from a distance.

He had been annoyed earlier when he learned He Cang was coming to claim a piece of the pie, but now he was like a drowning man grasping a lifeline, utterly ecstatic.

He Cang was on the verge of advancing to Third Grade, so his strength was certainly far greater than Kang Shixiang’s.

Zou Feng, on the other hand, had only just advanced to the Fourth Grade. No matter how formidable his Poison Skill, he shouldn’t be able to act so wantonly against a young Righteous Dao genius like He Cang…

Meanwhile, Zou Feng, hot on Kang Shixiang’s heels, had also noticed He Cang’s sudden appearance.

Seeing Kang Shixiang waving as if to a savior, Zou Feng guessed that another expert from the Xuanhuang Sect had arrived.

Moreover, the white flames surrounding this newcomer looked extraordinary. His strength was clearly a cut above Kang Shixiang’s.

In response, Zou Feng merely sneered.

’This newcomer is strong, sure, but he’s not a High Grade Martial Artist.’

’Honestly, now that I’ve reached the Fourth Grade, even if a Third Grade Powerhouse were to show up, we’d have to fight to see who comes out on top.’

Yet the person who arrived was still just a Fourth Grade. Zou Feng naturally paid him no mind.

’Before, fighting a Fourth Grade while being a grade lower wasn’t even hard for me. Now that we’re on the same level, any Fourth Grade who tries to fight me one-on-one is practically committing suicide.’

’Unless, of course, there was another Fourth Grade as absurd as me—one who had mastered four Cultivation Skills to the Peak of Perfection and had several others at the level of Refined Skill.’

With a vicious grin, Zou Feng switched targets, using his Moon Stepping Technique to change direction and charge toward He Cang.

’Kang Shixiang isn’t going anywhere. I’ll take care of this one first.’

Seeing Zou Feng change targets, Kang Shixiang’s whole body went limp as he let out a long sigh of relief.

After all, he truly couldn’t have sustained that desperate, energy-draining flight for much longer.

But he hadn’t even finished his sigh of relief before he hurriedly shouted a warning, “He Cang, be extremely careful! This kid’s Poison Skill is incredible! I… I’m no match for him!”

To ensure He Cang wouldn’t underestimate his opponent, Kang Shixiang had no choice but to loudly admit his own incompetence.

After all, He Cang was his hope. There was no room for error.

Hearing this, He Cang, who had been somewhat bewildered, finally grasped the situation.

Though a little surprised, as a proud and arrogant genius from a Major Sect, He Cang was naturally undaunted.

He immediately circulated his Gang Qi, compressing and condensing the Taixu Light Flame around both his fists.

Then, with a cold snort, He Cang began throwing punches so fast his hands seemed to disappear.

Every single punch carried the world-purifying might of the Taixu Light Flame.

Seeing that this man intended to clash with him head-on, Zou Feng couldn’t have asked for more.

He had just successfully advanced and needed to stretch his limbs anyway, to better understand his Gang Qi now that it possessed “True Intent.”

Thus, Zou Feng decisively formed a Dharma Seal and responded with the Thousand Hands Chaos technique from his Great Universal Hand.

But this time, instead of striking out in all directions, he unleashed the full force of the Thousand Hands Chaos upon He Cang.

The afterimages of fists and palms instantly engulfed the two of them.

Unable to see the battle clearly, Kang Shixiang’s heart was in his throat. He wanted to lend a hand, but Zou Feng and He Cang were fighting too closely, leaving no opportunity for him to intervene.

So, Kang Shixiang’s next move was to seize the opportunity and flee…

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