173: The Immortal Palace really knows how to play.

The Seven-Crown King's record is definitely inferior to the Nine-Crown King's.

There's nothing unusual about the Nine-Crown King refreshing the number one spot on the combat power ranking.

The Great Emperors saw the Nine-Crown King Zhuo Bufan, who possessed sword-like brows and starry eyes, through the dazzling light.

"Eh...!"

"This Nine-Crown King is pushing himself too hard!"

"In pursuit of the number one combat power ranking, it looks like he broke one of his hands."

The observant Tang Yan noticed Zhuo Bufan's limp left arm and commented.

He was clearly injured.

"These young people nowadays are truly dedicated!"

"This is only the first stage!"

"There's no need to go this far!"

The Old Buddha Ancestor of the Wanfo Sect also noticed the abnormality and spoke with a cold tone.

Qi Daolin took a closer look, and his face turned slightly pale.

Indeed, Zhuo Bufan in the image seemed to have dislocated his left arm.

A few traces of blood were dripping from his fingertips.

"Is this guy crazy?"

"Is it necessary to push himself so hard just for the number one combat power ranking?"

Qi Daolin's aged face twitched as he muttered inwardly.

Suddenly, they saw a youth through the bronze tablet.

The youth's blood Qi surged!

The youth flashed, instantly vanishing from sight.

When he reappeared, he was already in front of the Nine-Crown King Zhuo Bufan.

The youth swung his fist, relying on his Physical Body, and pressed down with a punch in mid-air.

The fist was wrapped in Runes, resembling a monstrous flood, distorting the compressed air.

Zhuo Bufan's expression darkened.

This time, he absolutely could not be careless.

He hurriedly raised his right hand, and terrifying Spiritual Mist surged out.

The Spiritual Mist condensed into a wall, blocking the punch.

"Bang...!"

With a muffled sound, the Spiritual Mist scattered, and the Nine-Crown King retreated three steps again.

Up until this moment.

The usually steady Zhuo Bufan's face turned pale.

The opponent's Sage Realm cultivation level, yet the power of a single punch, was enough to shake everything.

The thick wall he condensed using Spiritual Qi was unbreakable among Quasi-Emperors.

But now, it only withstood one punch.

Taking three steps back after just one punch was truly frightening.

"What terrifying power!"

"What kind of Physique is this? Even Zhuo Bufan's spiritual wall couldn't stop it."

Outside, Tang Yan saw this scene, his mouth agape, and murmured.

"N-no way!"

Qi Daolin's lips trembled, and his aged face couldn't hold its composure.

He had a premonition that the Immortal Palace might not be able to secure the Heavenly Pride Ranking this year.

This Imperial Son is not only arrogant in person, but also arrogant in strength.

"Amitabha, this person is fated to join my Buddhist Sect."

The Old Buddha Ancestor of the Wanfo Sect narrowed his eyes, chanted a Buddhist mantra, and said.

This was the Wanfo Sect's old routine.

Anyone they deemed good, they wanted to convert.

However, Qin Feng only displayed the tip of the iceberg of his power.

His true strength was reserved for slaying the Child of Fortune.

There was no need to waste too many trump cards on such Mortals.

That's right, no matter which 'Crown King' they were.

In Qin Feng's eyes, they were all Mortals, just slightly stronger than ordinary Mortals.

Only if the Ten-Crown King personally stepped forward would he take them seriously.

"You want to ambush me with just yourselves? You're courting death."

Qin Feng immediately disregarded the combat power ranking.

He decided to thoroughly beat these two first.

"One Finger Transcendence."

Qin Feng raised his index finger and pressed it down towards Zhuo Bufan.

Immediately, a burst of sacred Holy Light appeared.

The blinding light caused Zhuo Bufan's expression to darken once more.

Under this single finger, he smelled a hint of danger.

"Treasured Art, Raging Dragon Emerging from the Sea!"

Zhuo Bufan waved his right hand, mobilizing the Runes around his body, transforming them into a Treasured Art secret method to counter Qin Feng's One Finger Transcendence.

Instantly, a Flood Dragon shone forth, bringing with it a sudden storm.

It looked immensely powerful.

But Qin Feng looked disdainful and continued to urge the One Finger Transcendence, pressing down fiercely.

Not everyone can possess the Ten Fierce Treasure Techniques, or the Ancient Great Law.

A Treasured Art like Zhuo Bufan's was merely the Pureblood Flood Dragon Treasured Art.

Compared to Qin Feng, the difference was enormous.

"Sizzle...!"

Wherever the Holy Light passed, it transcended everything, crushing the Flood Dragon until it trembled.

The next second, the Flood Dragon was directly obliterated by the Ancient Great Law.

"Boom...!"

A loud crash.

Zhuo Bufan was enveloped by countless sacred lights, unable to move.

Under the Holy Light, he seemed to see Angels and paradise.

His entire being was dazed, his expression frozen.

His Physical Body was being baptized by the Holy Light, and his Soul had ceased functioning.

"Damn it...!"

"What kind of Law is this?"

The Eight-Crown King Yang Anzhi cursed loudly and hurriedly rushed to provide support.

If he didn't act now, the Nine-Crown King Zhuo Bufan would be finished.

"Treasured Art, Meteor Fire Rain!"

Yang Anzhi waved both hands, and countless flashes of fire descended from the sky, as dense as raindrops.

They enveloped both Qin Feng and Zhuo Bufan.

Although this might injure Zhuo Bufan, he couldn't worry about that now.

Saving him was the priority.

The sky full of firelight caused the surrounding temperature to soar instantly.

Qin Feng remained calm, standing motionless.

"Are you trying to use an Area-of-Effect Treasured Art on me?"

"Thunder Emperor Treasure Technique, Thunder Sea."

Qin Feng grinned, slowly raising his left hand, and countless Runes danced along with it.

In an instant, dark clouds gathered above Yang Anzhi's head, accompanied by thunder and lightning.

"Rumble...!"

Dozens of bolts of lightning power pierced through the Void Realm.

They descended with lightning speed.

The speed of the lightning was too fast, catching Yang Anzhi completely off guard.

"Boom...!"

"Boom...!"

"Crack...!"

With continuous loud crashes, the entire space began to shake.

Where Yang Anzhi had stood, there was only a pool of blood and two storage rings.

The dignified Eight-Crown King!

Was completely pulverized by the Lightning Treasured Art.

"What a pity, I couldn't absorb his Spiritual Qi."

Qin Feng glanced sideways, feeling a little disappointed.

Quasi-Emperors were as fragile as paper in Qin Feng's hands, unable to withstand a single blow.

Because of this slight distraction, the Nine-Crown King Zhuo Bufan gained a moment to catch his breath.

He hurriedly carved his name into a Jade Pendant and injected a drop of essence blood.

Then, he took a breath and rushed into the Spatial Gate leading to the next stage.

That's right, the closest thing to him was the Spatial Gate for the next stage.

He didn't even want to enter the next space.

Survival was the priority.

"Eh...!"

"Quite slippery, aren't you!"

Qin Feng looked at the fleeing Zhuo Bufan and swung a backhand slap.

With a sound of "Bang."

The palm struck his back.

The Power of Ten Thousand Jin sent him into the next stage.

The Nine-Crown King did not die.

However, this palm strike was enough to injure his Origin.

Without a hundred and eighty years, or numerous Unparalleled Elixirs, he shouldn't dream of recovering his Peak strength.

"Damn it, he ran away too fast!"

Qin Feng looked at the Spatial Gate and cursed loudly.

After speaking, Qin Feng punched the Spatial Gate.

"Bang...!"

Under the immense force, the Spatial Gate rippled.

It almost shattered.

"Don't let me run into you again. If I meet you once, I'll beat you once."

"And they wanted to ambush me."

"I have to say, the Immortal Palace really knows how to play."

Qin Feng spoke his last sentence while looking up at the sky.

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