72: Chapter 72: The Battle Escalates, Leading to Enlightenment

"Natal Emperor Source—this is a Heaven-Defying divine object that only exists in legends."

"No wonder this fellow was willing to discard his Profound Yin Dao Body and Spirit Condensation Realm cultivation back then to choose to re-Cultivate by tempering his body."

"It's a pity that such a Heaven-Defying divine object is not destined for me."

"However, I will unceremoniously take this Ten-Thousand-Year Cold Jade Marrow and chaos sacred lotus."

An Incarnation had always been a Divine Ability skill that Yun Chenfei dreamed of; he never expected that a Heaven-Defying Opportunity to Cultivate an Incarnation would appear here.

Looking at Murong Xingyan's personal information, Yun Chenfei first gasped, then became ecstatic and incredibly excited.

As the smoke dissipated and the dust settled, two figures standing as straight as pines reappeared in the air before everyone's eyes.

Both were dripping with sweat and gasping for breath, but the Aura and Battle Intent emanating from them had not diminished in the slightest.

"Is this the true strength of a contemporary top Prodigy? It's too terrifying!"

"Just a single shockwave of battle energy injured so many people."

Scanning the crowd of people stumbling about, Jing Sheng couldn't help but exclaim.

The dusty Little White Tiger nodded repeatedly from the side in agreement.

"Stop sentimentalizing and hurry over to help settle these injured Returning Origin Realm Disciples together to protect them. Otherwise, the next shockwave will send them straight to their graves."

Glancing warily toward the direction where the two were fighting, Song Xinyao spoke up.

"Leave these matters to you female Disciples. We few will go take care of those few fish that escaped the net over there."

Glancing at the five Divine Firmament Sect Disciples not far away, Mu Chenfeng said softly.

Then Lu Zian, Jiang Zihang, and several other Condensing Origin Realm Disciples slowly walked toward those Divine Firmament Sect Disciples.

After Yun Chenfei and Murong Xingyan suppressed the surging internal energy within their bodies, they simultaneously attacked each other again.

"Seven Star Sword Technique!"

"Nine Swords Slaying Heaven!"

...

Boom! Boom! Boom!

As the two continued to clash, waves of energy shockwaves rolled in like monstrous tsunamis.

Under the impact of the energy shockwaves, everyone had to retreat further away.

At the same time, the noise created by the intense battle caught the attention of Shangguan Wenxuan and his group nearby.

"Third Prince, Your Highness, the battle deep in the mountain forest ahead has lasted so long. Are we really not going to help?"

"Judging by this commotion, the two sides fighting should be at the level of Saint and Saintess."

"The strength of both sides was originally unequal. If the Xuan Yue Sect side loses, the mission Your Majesty assigned..."

Looking at Shangguan Wenxuan, who was sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed, Ma Shaoliang spoke up anxiously.

"Heh, a battle between a Saint and a Saintess—how could a winner be decided so quickly?"

"The moment they are both wounded will be the time for us to step in and clean up the mess."

A cold light flashed in his eyes as Shangguan Wenxuan said indifferently.

...

Meanwhile, in the further mountain forest, Yi Kuhan's group, along with Lei Aotian and Ge Shangming—the two Xuan Yue Sect Spirit Refining Realm Disciples—

were all rushing toward the direction of Yun Chenfei and Murong Xingyan's battle with anxious faces.

Of course, Ye Qingshan, Bai Bingqian, and their group were also heading toward the same place as Yi Kuhan and the others.

The battle between Yun Chenfei and Murong Xingyan officially raised the curtain on this battle for the Spirit Stone Vein.

As the battle between the two continued to escalate, the magic power in both of their bodies had hit rock bottom.

With a silent understanding, neither chose to swallow a Medicinal Pill to recover magic power, but instead returned to the combat style they used at the very beginning.

No dodging or evading, fist to flesh—this style of fighting was the most primitive and the most brutal.

At this moment, Yun Chenfei's upper garment was already in tatters, hanging off him in shreds. From a distance, it looked quite comical.

Murong Xingyan was no better off, his clothes similarly in shreds and tattered.

Tearing off their ragged clothes, both of them stared intently at each other with glowing eyes.

The two of them seemed to be enjoying this battle, completely immersed in the pleasure it brought.

After a simple exchange of looks, the two engaged in a hearty battle once again.

Yun Chenfei had fallen into a very mysterious state. Whenever Murong Xingyan's attack arrived, he didn't need to consciously control his body to dodge or counterattack.

It was as if his body was controlling Yun Chenfei's fighting instead.

As if the body had its own consciousness, the moment Murong Xingyan's attack arrived, it could always make the most effective prediction and the most direct counterattack on its own.

"What is the situation with this kid? He seems to have never actively attacked me; every time, he counterattacks only after I attack."

Soon, Murong Xingyan noticed Yun Chenfei's abnormality, and then he tried attacking Yun Chenfei a few more times.

As a result, Yun Chenfei seemed to have seen through his attack routes, dodging in advance every time and counterattacking directly at his weak points.

"This... is an Epiphany?"

"This kid seems to have fallen into a very mysterious and eerie state."

"To be able to fall into a state of Epiphany during such a high-intensity battle—what terrifying Cultivation talent."

Looking at Yun Chenfei, whose originally black hair had turned completely silver-white at some point, Murong Xingyan was suddenly shocked.

"Look, look! How did the Saint's hair turn silver-white while fighting? But he looks so handsome like this."

Looking at the silver-haired Yun Chenfei, Jing Sheng said with a look of infatuation.

"Look at that infatuated face of yours, how embarrassing."

"However, the Saint's state right now doesn't seem quite right."

Glancing at Jing Sheng, Song Xinyao said worriedly.

"He has fallen into an Epiphany, and it's no ordinary Epiphany!"

Under the reminder of the remnant soul in his sword, Mu Chenfeng had long known that Yun Chenfei had fallen into an Epiphany.

Suddenly, a cold light surged in Murong Xingyan's eyes, and killing intent rose in his heart.

With a flip of his hand, a sixth-tier elixir instantly appeared in Murong Xingyan's palm, and he then swallowed the Medicinal Pill in one go.

He then began to circulate Heavenly Gang Battle Qi, preparing to seize this moment to forcibly kill Yun Chenfei.

But he still underestimated the silver-haired Yun Chenfei with the hollow and soulless eyes before him.

Upon sensing Murong Xingyan's killing intent and terrifying magic power fluctuations, the strange Yun Chenfei, who had always been passively counterattacking,

actually took the initiative to launch a fierce attack against Murong Xingyan this time.

Seeing the opponent's attack about to land on him, Murong Xingyan had to stop his casting to dodge.

Facing the silver-haired Yun Chenfei, Murong Xingyan actually only had the power to defend and no strength to fight back.

This caused not only shock but also a growing sense of fear to emerge within him.