Chapter Seventy-Three: Jungle Battle

  This time, the power of the Yin Wind Palm was much stronger than last time. Chen Xuan did not use the Red Flame Fist again this time. The Red Flame Fist was not enough to stop this gust of yin wind. If he himself was swept by the yin wind, he would be entangled by the fierce ghost, which was very troublesome.

  "The Four Symbols Formation."

  Chen Xuan shouted loudly, and three identical Chen Xuans appeared around him. The four of them simultaneously made various complex hand seals, "Four Heavenly Paths". This was the Four Symbols Formation that Chen Xuan had modified in the Xuan Huang Tower, its power increased several times over before finally transforming into a torrent that clashed with Yin Feng's palm.

  Rumble.

  Two streams of spiritual energy collided, producing an explosion. The surrounding trees were flattened, some large boulders were broken into countless small stones, and some small stones were pulverized, turning directly into powder. The air flow around was slow to recover to its original state.

  The opposite Bi Shaoqing looked at Chen Xuan again, who was already looking at a monster-like figure. His own move, the Yin Wind Palm, was something that even a late-stage Lingwu might not be able to withstand, and if they could, it would still cause severe injury.

  I didn't expect this kid to be such a freak, the martial skill he just used I've never seen before, his own separated shadow can also serve as an attacking tool, and the four attacks converging together are not simply four plus one, already surpassing the late-stage spiritual martial arts, basically close to the peak of spiritual martial arts, Bi Shaoqing thought.

  "Can withstand a move of my Shadow Wind Palm. Your strength in Dan Xuan Gate shouldn't be unknown, what's your name?" asked Bi Shaoqing.

  "You're not worthy of knowing what I'm called, you're a dignified second son of the Bi family coming to rob me of my idea, what qualifications do you have to ask me what I'm called?" Chen Xuan said with righteous indignation.

  "Presumptuous, don't think that just because you blocked one of my moves, your strength can rival mine. Let me show you another move,"

  "The Yellow Spring Cries."

  Bi Shaoqing let out a low shout, and this time he changed to another palm technique, but it was also accompanied by a gloomy wind, carrying the aura of the underworld, and rushed towards Chen Xuan.

  "What kind of fist technique is this, it actually carries a taste of hell; Chen Xuan hastily formed the Four Symbols Formation."

  "The four paths of reincarnation will bring my Four Paths Reincarnation technique back to end your life in the underworld."

  The huge millstone rolled over the yellow spring gas, grinding it away. The yellow spring gas collided with the huge millstone, producing a massive collision. With a loud crash, another large pit appeared in the middle; this time, the two were still evenly matched.

  "Kid, your skills are indeed impressive, but you're still no match for me. Tell me the techniques you used just now and I'll spare your life," said Bi Shaoqing, stopping his attack and focusing on Chen Xuan's moves.

  "If you want my martial skills, it's up to you whether you have the ability or not. Today, let me experience your half-step True Martial high-handedness, as a stepping stone for me to enter Tianling." Chen Xuan said domineeringly.

  Chen Xuan now needs to fight, Chen Xuan feels that his strength will be significantly improved after each battle.

  "Kid, don't be ungrateful, the opportunity has already been given to you. I'll let you know what true Half-Step True Martial is, something that's fundamentally beyond your comprehension as a mid-stage Spiritual Martial artist."

  The two quickly entered combat again, this time without displaying any big moves like before. The two were almost in close quarters combat together, it seemed that Bi Shaoqin wanted to capture Chen Xuan alive and extract from his mouth the martial art that could split into multiple shadows.

  The battle between the two people on this side has already destroyed the surrounding area, and some weak magical beasts have been scared away.

  On the main road leading back to Dan Xuan Gate, three figures were also flying quickly in this direction.

  "Huang Shimei, I think there's someone fighting up ahead. Who is it that's fighting near our Danxuan Gate?" Ning Feixia asked Huang Ying beside him.

  "Let's go and take a look." Huang Ying said to the two of them.

  The three of them quickly hid one mile away from the battlefield and stopped there.

  "Look, isn't that Bi Shaoqing? What's he doing running over here and getting into a fight with one of our Danxuan Gate inner disciples? Who is this disciple anyway? How can they be so powerful to be evenly matched with Bi Shaoqing?" Zhou Tianming said.

  "Let's take a look first. If this disciple can't hold on, we'll make our move then. What realm is this disciple in?" Huang Ying asked.

  "In the middle of Lingwu, but judging from his strength, he is already comparable to the peak of Lingwu's water quality. When did our Danxuan Gate produce such an abnormal disciple, and at such a young age? He looks like he's only 17 or 18 years old. It's not unusual for a 17- or 18-year-old to be in the middle of the Lingwu realm, but what's strange is how he has the strength of the peak of Lingwu. Is this really a disciple of our Danxuan Gate?" Zhou Tianming explained.

  "This time when I came down the mountain, I heard that a disciple of Lian Shanfeng had appeared, and in just one month, he defeated Ling Feng of Douling Peak. In the Tianmo Battlefield, he obtained over 2 million task points in just one month. I wonder if it's this person in front of me."

  "How could Ling Feng, that waste, be defeated by this kid? Is it a rumor?" Ning Fei Xiang asked incredulously.

  "We'll know soon enough, why Bi Shaoqing isn't using his full strength, but instead is exhausting himself with this kid. He's about to break through to the True Martial Realm, and taking down a mid-stage Spiritual Martial Realm cultivator should be easy as pie," The three of them were puzzled, and they didn't say anything else, standing in place and watching the battle on the stage.

  "Don't waste your energy, kid. I can exhaust you to death even if it costs me my spiritual power. Quickly tell me the martial skill you just used and I'll give you a quick end." Bi Shaoqing said as he continued to exchange blows with Chen Xuan.

  "Is that so? Take this move,"

  "A thousand miles of crimson flames."

  Surrounded by a sea of crimson flames all around.

  Bang

  The fists of the two men came together, Chen Xuan retreated dozens of steps before standing firm, and Bi Shaoqing was the same.

  "It seems I won't be able to subdue you without using my true strength. Black and White, bring me the whip."

  Bì Shǎo Qīng took out a whip about three meters long from his ring, with dense reverse thorns on it. The reverse thorns were divided into black and white colors, and there was still some minced meat and blood foam stuck to the thorns, making the entire whip look ferocious and terrifying. It seemed that many innocent souls had died under Bì Shǎo Qīng's whip.

  Chen Xuan also felt the danger, pulling out the evil spirit from his back. Every time he pulled out the evil spirit, it would bring out a red glow. This battle seemed to be Chen Xuan's most difficult one in history, and he had no confidence in defeating him.

  Jing Qi Shen Chen Xuan has adjusted to the best state, with both hands grasping the knife, the evil and mysterious blade slowly emitting a faint Shura aura. Now, with full force, Chen Xuan's spiritual energy can be released up to about 2 kilometers away, which means that within 2 kilometers, Chen Xuan can rely on his evil charm to kill his opponent.

  "Little one, let you taste my Black and White Victory Whip. This is an extreme spiritual instrument made from the bones of a thousand Ling Wu realm cultivators. I extracted their souls and put them into this whip as my instrument spirit. Soon, I will also extract your soul and contain it within my Black and White Victory Whip, making your soul forever subject to my control. Then, I will strip your flesh and feed all your blood and meat to my instrument spirit. Each time my instrument spirit absorbs a person's blood and meat, it becomes stronger. I want to completely seal your soul in my Victory Whip."

  Bi Shaoqing's face was twisted and ugly, completely different from the young nobleman's demeanor he had at the gathering during the day. Now, he looked like a demon who crawled out of hell.

  "Black and white are impermanent!"

  Bi Shaoqing swung his whip towards Chen Xuan, and a gust of bloody wind shot out with it. This was the lingering aura left behind after taking someone's life. Chen Xuan felt like vomiting, and the surroundings turned eerily dark, as if two fierce ghosts were coming to take away his soul. This was also due to the whip's ability to capture souls.

  If it were an ordinary Lingwu, the soul would probably be extracted by now. However, his own Soul Sea had been modified by the Soul Stone and had become extremely powerful, even surpassing the True Martial Realm boundary.

  "Cutting Wind!"

  A dazzling red light flashed as the long whip swept over, and the fierce ghost inside seemed to have suffered severe injuries. The ten thousand ghosts wailed, and the black and white whips were equally matched. Bi Shaoqing collected the souls that were hurt by Chen Xuan's evil spirit's red light, which damaged their origin; one by one, they mourned inside.

  "You little brat, I'm going to tear you apart! You actually hurt my equipment spirit. From now on, it will be very difficult for this top-grade spiritual equipment to advance." Bi Shaoqing roared in anger.