56: Chapter 56 One Man, One Sword, Against an Entire Sect!

"Take another strike from me."

Su Feng's voice was flat, but the god slaying sword in his hand seemed to carry the weight of ten thousand jun.

Above the sword's edge, that faint crimson halo flowed incessantly, emitting a heart-palpitating Law fluctuation.

*Crack—*

A tiny crack suddenly appeared on the surface of the god slaying sword, a sign that part of the Seal was being released.

An Imperial Weapon has a spirit; it felt its Revered Master's Battle Intent and was gradually unsealing itself!

"Playing mystery!"

Zhao Jie snorted coldly.

His hands frantically formed Seals, mobilizing the fire spiritual energy of the entire Secret Realm. The Red-Gold War Saber that had accompanied him for hundreds of years slashed out violently. The saber light was like a roaring fire Dragon, carrying the power of Laws sufficient to incinerate the Void Realm as it hacked fiercely toward Su Feng!

"Boy, today I will let you know what it means to still need tempering!"

"When I was shaking the Southern Region back then, you weren't even born yet!!"

Su Feng didn't waste words and simply cleaved downward with his sword.

This strike was no longer the heaven-and-earth-tearing violence from before; instead, it carried a strange silence, like rain moisturizing things without a sound.

The moment the brilliant sword light made contact with that violent saber light...

There was no earth-shattering explosion, only a faint "chi" sound.

It was like a hot knife cutting through butter.

That saber light, which contained Zhao Jie's lifelong cultivation, was actually as fragile as thin paper before the god slaying sword, instantly split in two!

The sword light's momentum did not decrease, continuing to advance steadily.

"What?!"

Zhao Jie's eyes nearly bulged out of his head, his soul practically leaving his body as he hurriedly raised his saber to parry.

*Clang!!*

A crisp sound rang out.

That Earth Rank Medium Grade war saber, which could rank in the top ten of the Southern Region, was like common iron before the god slaying sword, instantly shattering into a sky full of iron filings!

How could a common item withstand the edge of an ultimate Imperial Weapon?

Immediately following that.

*Boom—!!*

A terrifying backlash force, like a heavy hammer, smashed fiercely into Zhao Jie's chest.

*Pfft—!*

Zhao Jie sprayed blood wildly, flying backward like a kite with a broken string, smashing hard into the lava river in the distance and kicking up a thousand layers of waves.

"Impossible... this is absolutely impossible!"

Zhao Jie rushed out of the lava with disheveled hair, his face full of terror, looking like a madman:

"That sword strike just now... the Fire Law fluctuations you used were actually exactly the same as mine?! Even... stronger than mine?!"

This was the part that truly broke him.

To comprehend this sliver of Fire Law, he had stayed in seclusion for a hundred years, sitting in the lava—how much hardship had he endured?

Yet this boy, only twenty years old, just looked at him once... and learned it?!

And he used it better than him?!

Is there any Law?

Is there any justice?!!

"Too crude."

Su Feng shook his head, evaluating with a face full of disdain.

"Your application of the Law is too stiff. I really don't know what you've been doing all these hundreds of years."

"However, you were right about one thing: you indeed still need to be tempered!"

"You!!"

The slap to the face came so fast it caught him off guard.

Zhao Jie's anger attacked his heart, and he spat out another mouthful of old blood.

This was truly killing the heart!

"Junior! You go too far!"

Zhao Jie knew that he alone was absolutely no match for this Prodigy.

A flash of decisiveness crossed his eyes as he suddenly pulled a Blood-Jade Talisman emitting an ancient aura from his robes.

*Snap!*

The jade talisman shattered.

"I request Revered Master to come forth!!"

Zhao Jie's shrill roar echoed through the entire Blazing Moon Sect.

*Rumble—!!*

As the jade talisman shattered, the entire Crimson Flame Secret Realm seemed to tremble.

In the deepest part of the Blazing Moon Sect, that dormant volcano that had been silent for ages suddenly erupted!

An aura ten times more powerful than Zhao Jie's, carrying a terrifying sense of ancient decay, soared into the sky from the depths of the volcano!

"Who dares touch my Blazing Moon Sect?!"

An aged voice, like rolling heavenly thunder, shook the Void Realm until it distorted.

The next second.

An old man wearing gray robes with hair as red as fire appeared out of thin air in the center of the battlefield.

The previous Sect Master of the Blazing Moon Sect, a true old antique of the Southern Region—Yan Jue!

Just by standing there, the surrounding space spontaneously ignited, as if even the rules of heaven and earth feared him.

"Revered Master!" Zhao Jie felt as if he had seen a savior and hurriedly knelt in worship.

Looking at this old monster whose appearance was full of grandiosity, Su Feng thought to himself.

"Sure enough, after beating the small one, the old one comes."

"Fortunately, I used Shen Luoyu's primordial yin essence last night to help me Breakthrough to the Late Nascent Soul Stage. Otherwise, facing this old ghost, I'd probably suffer a great loss."

Thinking of this, Su Feng glanced in the direction of Azure Cloud City and secretly made a decision.

"It seems my own efforts are still not enough!! I must double them after I get back! If Wu Qin still can't get pregnant, I won't be able to raise my Realm quickly!"

At this time, Yan Jue ignored the kneeling Zhao Jie, instead fixing his eyes, which seemed to burn with fierce fire, dead on Su Feng.

"Such a young Half-step Spirit Transformation... such a domineering Physical Body..."

A flash of surprise crossed Yan Jue's eyes. Then, his gaze swept around and discovered that the Blazing Moon Sect's Foundation, that Top-Grade Fire Spiritual Vein, was actually being frantically gnawed on by two round Yao Beasts, and half of it was already gone!

"Vile beasts! You dare touch my Yan Yue Foundation! You seek death!!"

Before his voice had even faded, he raised his hand and pointed a finger.

This finger didn't have an earth-shattering momentum, only a red line as thin as a hair.

But wherever this red line passed, space was directly burned into nothingness!

If Zhao Jue's comprehension of the Law was 1%, barely able to borrow a sliver of its surface...

Then Yan Jue's comprehension of the Law was a full 10%!

That was a qualitative leap!

And the target of this finger was precisely those two small beasts that were still feasting!

Su Feng's pupils constricted slightly.

*Clang!*

He stepped into the air, performing Shrinking the Ground to an Inch, instantly arriving before that finger and raising his sword to block.

With a crisp sound, Su Feng only felt an indescribable scorching power drill into his body along the sword blade. He was knocked back a hundred meters, his feet plowing two deep furrows into the ground.

"Whew..."

Su Feng steadied himself and brushed the scorch marks on his sleeve. Not only was there no fear in his eyes, but a more fanatical Battle Intent ignited instead.

Is this the Foundation of a top-tier great sect?

He looked back at the two small beasts that were almost stuffed to bursting, beckoned with his hand, and sent them into his portable Secret Realm.

"Go back and sleep once you're full."

Su Feng cracked his neck, his Pure Yang Sacred Body operating at full power to replenish the Qi he had just consumed.

The blood and Qi in his body roared like thunder, and the Demon God Transformation was pushed to the limit.

"If this is your confidence, then Half-step Spirit Transformation... is nothing special!"

"Arrogant!"

Yan Jue was furious. His figure blurred, turning into a sky full of fire shadows. Along with Zhao Jie on his left and right, they formed a pincer attack on Su Feng.

Two Half-step Spirit Transformation experts joined forces!

However.

Su Feng, in the center of the battlefield, fought more and more bravely.

He clenched his left fist, bolstered by the power of the Demon God, and repelled Zhao Jie's sneak attack with one punch.

His right hand held the sword, his heavy pupils seeing through Yan Jue's Law trajectories, every sword strike hitting the opponent's weak point!

One against two!

He actually didn't fall into the disadvantage at all!

Although Su Feng was inferior to the two in experience, he was a cheater!

He had the Demon God Transformation for buffs, Shrinking the Ground to an Inch for movement, and his attacks featured 'Sword Opens the Heavenly Gate,' making even an old monster like Yan Jue extremely uncomfortable.

The most exaggerated thing was the god slaying sword in Su Feng's hand.

The two simply didn't dare to clash with it; even the Lifebound Treasure Yan Jue had sacrificed would shatter on contact with the god slaying sword.

"What kind of monster is this?!"

The more Yan Jue fought, the more alarmed he became.

His Law power hit Su Feng, but most of it was absorbed by that strange Physical Body, and the rest was seen through by those weird eyes.

How could this battle even be fought?!

Yan Jue finally realized the crisis. He suddenly retreated and let out a roar:

"Activate the Sect Guarding Grand Array!!"

"All Nascent Soul Stage Elders, take your positions at the array cores! Golden Core Cultivators, inject your Qi! Pour the spiritual energy into me and Little Jie!!"

*Hummm~~*

Following Yan Jue's command, the entire Blazing Moon Sect shook.

A crimson light screen, like an inverted giant bowl, rose up, enveloping the entire Secret Realm.

Dozens of Nascent Soul Elders and thousands of Golden Core Cultivators injected their spiritual energy into the grand array without reservation, converging it onto Yan Jue and Zhao Jie.

The aura of the two instantly skyrocketed, faintly touching that true Soul Transformation Barrier!

However.

Facing this ultimate killing formation powered by the entire sect.

Su Feng stood on the ruins of the Crimson Flame Secret Realm, holding his sword in one hand, his robes fluttering wildly.

He looked at the grand array that blotted out the sun, and in his eyes, there was no fear, only that Battle Intent burning to the extreme.

One man, one sword.

Fighting a sect alone!