Chapter 313: Chapter 312: Shattered Spirit Weapon

Within the Red Flame Desert, everyone harbored their own thoughts, while within the Secret Realm, Luo Feng and Zhou Jianyi continued their intense battle.

Seeing Luo Feng block his Blood Cloud Death Sword, Zhou Jianyi was profoundly shocked.

This Blood Cloud Death Sword was a skill from his Blood Cloud Sword Technique.

Although the Blood Cloud Sword Technique was only a Low-grade Profound Level Martial Art, he had cultivated it to the Great Achievement Realm. Its power was not to be underestimated. However, he hadn’t expected it to be blocked by Luo Feng, who was only at the early-stage Ninth Heavenly Court Realm. It even showed signs of backlashing.

Is this the potential of a Martial Artist who has comprehended the Grand Momentum?

Seeing the storm of Saber Qi gradually bearing down on him, the murderous intent in Zhou Jianyi’s eyes intensified.

Luo Feng’s potential made him feel pressured, even envious! He desperately wanted to tear Luo Feng to pieces immediately.

“Kid, you will definitely die today! Blood River Weeping Blood!”

Zhou Jianyi hollered, his Blood Qi suddenly surging dramatically, forming a blood river that churned around him.

Wails and howls echoed from the blood river, as if it were filled with countless tormented souls. The dense Evil Qi was enough to make one’s scalp tingle.

The moment the blood river appeared, it immediately merged into his sword’s momentum. In an instant, the densely packed blood-red Sword Qi consolidated into a gigantic Sword Qi the size of a door panel. Imbued with a potent yet bizarre aura, it shot towards Luo Feng.

BOOM!

The blood-red Sword Qi moved with incredible speed. It tore directly through the obstruction of the Saber Qi whirlwind, enveloping Luo Feng with a series of deafening booms.

What a peculiar Cultivation Technique! Is this the Blood River Qigong of Sky Sword Pavilion?

Seeing the approaching blood-red Sword Qi, Luo Feng’s eyebrows twitched slightly.

He didn’t know much about the Martial Arts of the Twelve Golden Palaces, but because the Blood River Qigong was so peculiar, he had committed it to memory after hearing about it by chance.

Legend had it that Blood River Qigong was a Martial Art of the Demon Sect, specifically the Blood Demon Sect. Its Secret Manual had somehow fallen into the hands of the Sky Sword Pavilion. After slight modifications by the Pavilion’s experts, it became the Blood River Qigong.

Blood River Qigong was a Mid-grade Profound Level Martial Art with three tiers. When cultivated to the third tier, three blood rivers would appear around the practitioner. Each blood river could increase a Martial Artist’s attack power by thirty percent. When attacking, it could unleash boundless Evil Qi to assault an opponent’s spirit.

Luo Feng had noted this Cultivation Technique because its cultivation method—entering the Dao through killing and relying on the accumulation of Evil Qi to advance—bore some resemblance to the Sky Slayer Saber Technique. He hadn’t expected Zhou Jianyi to have actually cultivated this Cultivation Technique.

Just one blood river, and the power of his swordsmanship has increased so much. This Blood River Qigong is indeed a terrifying Mid-grade Profound Level Martial Art.

Luo Feng was momentarily startled but quickly regained his composure.

The truly terrifying aspect of Blood River Qigong was the dreadful Evil Qi it unleashed. However, Luo Feng, possessing the Grand Momentum and Soul Power far exceeding that of ordinary people, remained completely unaffected by this Evil Qi.

“Evil Qi Saber!”

Maintaining his composure, Luo Feng advanced instead of retreating. The Fury Flame Knife vibrated, emitting a low hum. The blade of the saber erupted with a dark red glow.

With a second-rank Spirit Weapon in hand, even without invoking the Grand Momentum, this strike was still exceptionally stunning. The crimson Saber Qi seemed to ignite the very air as it slashed towards the blood-red Sword Shadow.

BOOM!

The flaming saber light and the blood-red Sword Qi shattered simultaneously. The intense impact caused the entire hall to hum, sending both Luo Feng and Zhou Jianyi staggering back several steps.

Luo Feng possessed a solid foundation; even before breaking through to the Ninth Heavenly Court Realm, his strength was already comparable to cultivators within that realm.

Now, having broken through, he could contend with a mid-stage Ninth Heavenly Court Realm Martial Artist even without utilizing his Grand Momentum.

CRACK!

Zhou Jianyi stomped heavily, shattering the ground beneath his foot to stabilize himself. His eyes locked onto Luo Feng.

He hadn’t imagined that even after unleashing his Blood River Qigong, he still couldn’t defeat Luo Feng!

Watching Luo Feng coldly, Zhou Jianyi’s gaze suddenly fell upon the Fury Flame Knife in Luo Feng’s hand. A strange glint flashed in his eyes, his expression turning savage. With a piercing voice, he yelled, “Saber man! You’re the one who killed my brother, Zhouyan!”

Zhou Jianyi suddenly recalled that Zhouyan had been killed by a mysterious Saber man.

Luo Feng knew this could no longer be concealed, nor did he intend to hide it. He stated coldly, “That’s right. Your brother dared to attack my friend. He deserved to die!”

“So it really was you!”

Zhou Jianyi felt as if his head would explode from rage. An overwhelming surge of ferocity erupted from him, as if an evil spirit had been unleashed. His bloodshot eyes stared fixedly at Luo Feng. “I will tear you limb from limb to avenge my brother!”

With a roar, the blood-red aura around Zhou Jianyi began to churn violently, its intensity doubling.

Luo Feng watched Zhou Jianyi with cold eyes, a flicker of killing intent within them. He said icily, “Today, I’ll send you to reunite with your brother!”

As his words fell, Luo Feng’s entire aura changed dramatically, becoming like an unparalleled treasured saber, ready to claim a life at any moment.

“Slash!”

With his Grand Momentum active, Luo Feng struck first. The flames on the Fury Flame Knife flared wildly. The Fire Yuan Qi coalesced into a blaze that shot twenty to thirty feet into the air, forming a crimson fire blade that bore down on Zhou Jianyi.

RUMBLE! RUMBLE! RUMBLE…

Wherever the saber light passed, the air itself seemed to detonate repeatedly. It seemed to contain boundless power, determined to cleave through and incinerate everything!

Engulfed by the saber light, Zhou Jianyi’s expression changed drastically. This saber strike exuded an irresistible pressure, as if a mountain were crashing down on him.

How can this be? He only just broke through to the Ninth Heavenly Court Realm! Why is his Yuan Qi even more abundant than mine?

Zhou Jianyi’s eyes widened in astonishment and disbelief. In this Secret Realm, the only opponents he had truly taken seriously were Hengmu and Xue Ren, who were also at the Ninth Heavenly Court Realm. He had never considered Luo Feng a threat.

Yet, the strength Luo Feng now displayed was in no way inferior to his own! This realization settled in Zhou Jianyi’s heart like a heavy stone, making him extremely uncomfortable.

“Damn it! Blood Cloud Ghost Shadow Kill!”

Enraged and humiliated, Zhou Jianyi roared and, without a second thought, unleashed the most powerful strike of his Blood Cloud Sword Technique.

The sword blade hummed, and the blood river surged and roared. From the blood river surrounding Zhou Jianyi, layer upon layer of Ghost Shadows emerged, exuding a chilling aura as they attached themselves to his Treasured Sword. At this moment, Zhou Jianyi himself seemed to transform into a demon, his aura reaching its zenith.

He thrust his sword. There was no sound, only blood-light transformed into Ghost Shadows, rushing towards the saber light.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

The layers of Ghost Shadows crashed against the mountain-like Saber Qi, exploding like moths drawn to a flame, transforming into myriad sparks that continuously vanished.

The Ghost Shadows impeded the Saber Qi for only an instant before they all erupted into sparks and vanished completely. The remaining Saber Qi, letting out a piercing shriek, surged towards Zhou Jianyi.

Zhou Jianyi’s expression changed drastically; he hadn’t expected the Saber Qi to be so powerful. It had broken through his technique and still retained such force! He hastily raised his sword to block.

CLANG!

The sword blade blocked the Saber Qi. Zhou Jianyi felt as if he’d been struck by a mountain, his body uncontrollably sent flying backward. He only came to a stop after crashing violently into a wall.

SPURT!

The moment he stopped, Zhou Jianyi opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood, clearly heavily injured.

Staring at the blood on the ground, Zhou Jianyi was stunned. He couldn’t comprehend how he, a mid-stage Ninth Heavenly Court Realm Martial Artist and a disciple of the Twelve Golden Palaces, could suffer such a crushing defeat at the hands of an up-and-coming newcomer from the Flowing Cloud Region. He had never experienced such a loss, not even during his time as one of the Four Young Masters.

Luo Feng didn’t give Zhou Jianyi much time to lament. With a tap of his foot on the ground, his figure leaped up, and while airborne, he once again unleashed a fierce slash.

“Evil Qi Saber!”

The Fury Flame Knife howled, wreathed in dark red flames, as it slashed down at Zhou Jianyi from above.

This strike from Luo Feng, infused with one hundred and twenty percent of his power, was unbelievably formidable. Where the blade passed, the air itself seemed to crackle with sparks as it tore through the void.

Watching Luo Feng descend from the air to deliver the killing blow, a feverish flush appeared on Zhou Jianyi’s pale face. He gritted his teeth and roared, “Luo Feng, you’ll never defeat me!”

Before his words even faded, Zhou Jianyi suddenly struck his own chest with his palm.

THUMP!

The palm’s force pierced his chest, even imprinting a clear palm print on the wall behind him. Zhou Jianyi spat out another large mouthful of blood.

This mouthful of blood, possessing a glazed luster, did not fall but instead swirled around Zhou Jianyi, forming a second blood river.

This was a secret technique of the Blood River Qigong: in a moment of crisis, a Martial Artist could expend their essence blood to manifest an additional blood river, thereby boosting their strength.

However, doing so would shorten their lifespan and could even be life-threatening; it was a technique never to be used unless absolutely necessary.

And now was a time Zhou Jianyi deemed it necessary.

A second blood river?

Luo Feng glanced at it, unconcerned. His Yuan Qi circulated to its absolute limit, making the flaming Saber Qi even more ferocious as it slashed down violently.

“Blood Cloud Ghost Shadow Kill!”

With two blood rivers surrounding him, Zhou Jianyi’s aura surged, far exceeding its previous level. With a point of his sword, the blood-red Sword Qi transformed into wailing ghosts and malevolent spirits that charged at Luo Feng, like an army bearing down, determined to crush everything in its path.

CRACK!

Just as the two disparate forces were about to collide, the Treasured Sword in Zhou Jianyi’s hand suddenly trembled, then cracked from the middle, shattering into fragments that scattered to the ground.

How is this possible…

Zhou Jianyi stared dumbfounded at the fluttering fragments of his Treasured Sword.

His Blood Phosphorus Sword was a first-rank Spirit Weapon; it couldn’t possibly shatter so suddenly!

Could it be from earlier…

He remembered the terrifying force contained in Luo Feng’s earlier strike. His eyes flickered. He realized it must have been that blow that had damaged the Blood Phosphorus Sword, causing it to be unable to withstand his Yuan Qi now, leading to its sudden destruction!

SQUELCH!

The saber light flashed. The Fury Flame Knife easily tore through the Protective Gang Energy of Zhou Jianyi, who had lost his Treasured Sword, and slew him on the spot.

At the moment of death, a self-deprecating smile appeared on Zhou Jianyi’s face. It was unclear whether he was mocking Luo Feng’s luck or his own overestimation of his abilities.

HUFF.

Luo Feng let out a long breath, his gaze falling on the fragments of the Treasured Sword on the ground as he shook his head.

He hadn’t expected Zhou Jianyi’s Treasured Sword to break at such a critical moment.

Otherwise, given Zhou Jianyi’s cultivation at the Second Stage of the Ninth Heavenly Court Realm and the power from summoning two blood rivers, ending the fight would likely have taken considerably more effort.

Luckily, I obtained the Fury Flame Knife first.

Luo Feng stroked the Fury Flame Knife in his hand, sighing inwardly with relief.

If Zhou Jianyi had obtained these two Spirit Weapons first, the outcome of this duel might have been entirely different. The Tiger Soul Saber probably wouldn’t have been able to withstand the Yuan Qi impact from that last exchange either.

The value of Spirit Weapons, aside from augmenting the power of Martial Arts, lay in their resilience. Ordinary weapons simply couldn’t withstand the Yuan Qi impact from a Ninth Heavenly Court Realm Martial Artist!

In a battle between Martial Artists, if a weapon broke at a critical moment, it could very well mean death.

Shaking his head, Luo Feng looked at Zhou Jianyi’s corpse on the ground. The Zhou Jianyi brothers were disciples of the prominent Zhou Family in Red Maple Lead. Killing them like this is no small matter!

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