529: Chapter 529 Nine Netherworld Hound

In a private room within Baixian Tower.

Feng Daoxian looked at the gaunt face on the light screen, his expression changing drastically as he abruptly stood up from his seat.

"How could this be... How could it be like this..."

He exclaimed in disbelief.

"What about Ping'er? Where did Ping'er go?"

He stared at the figure on the light screen who was confronting Qin Wushang.

That was his eldest son, that illegitimate child, that Feng Buxuan whom he had regarded as trash.

He was actually this powerful, capable of challenging Qin Wushang.

"Someone, come here!"

Feng Daoxian shouted.

"Return to the Ancestral Shrine at once! Check the Second Young Master's soul lamp for me!"

A dark shadow flashed out from the darkness, knelt to receive the order, and vanished in an instant.

Feng Daoxian sat back down on his chair, staring at the light screen with a terrifyingly gloomy expression.

He had a bad premonition.

...

No. 1 Small World.

"Very good!"

Feng Buxuan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, staring at Qin Wushang with eyes full of madness.

"As expected of the Human Race's number one forbidden Physique, to think you could force me to this point!"

His expression was ferocious, and his already pale face was now even more twisted.

He had never intended to reveal his identity, wanting to take first place in the grand competition as Second Young Master Feng Buping and obtain the rewards logically.

But now, he had to prepare for the worst.

"Where is Second Young Master Feng Buping?"

Qin Wushang asked, the immortal slaying demonic saber in his hand pointing diagonally at the ground, the Devilish Qi on the blade surging slowly.

"Naturally, he is dead!"

Feng Buxuan grinned.

"And you... Hahaha, you will be able to see him very soon!"

He stood up abruptly, his aura surging violently.

That blood-colored saint ring spun crazily behind him, emitting a suffocating sense of oppression.

The entire broken Small World was shrouded in a thick layer of blood, and the air was filled with a pungent smell of blood.

The power of a Domain.

Feng Buxuan's flesh and blood began to squirm, his bones creaked, and his whole body began to swell.

His figure grew larger and larger, like an ancient Vicious Beast crawling out from the abyss.

"Roar!"

With a furious roar, he shattered half the sky.

His Dharma Image was revealed, instantly merging to become a Dharma Body!

Jiuyou Owlet.

Nine heads, each one ferocious and terrifying, with fangs exposed and ghostly green flames burning in their eyes.

His massive body was like a mountain, covered from head to toe in pitch-black scales, with barbs growing along his spine, and a tail raised high like a scorpion's tail, the stinger glinting with a cold light.

Outside, the crowd at Baixian Square erupted once again.

"Jiuyou Owlet! That is a Jiuyou Owlet!"

"Feng Buxuan's Dharma Image is actually this kind of Vicious Beast! How is this possible?"

"An ancient forbidden Vicious Beast, the legendary Jiuyou Owlet that feeds on gods and demons! How did he merge such a terrifying Dharma Image and transform it into a Dharma Body?"

"No wonder he is so strong... So this was his trump card!"

The crowd exclaimed, some recognizing this Vicious Beast.

Inside the Small World, Feng Buxuan raised all nine heads, his eighteen ghostly green eyes locking onto Qin Wushang simultaneously.

"Go to hell!"

He roared, and all nine heads lunged at once.

His massive body moved with astonishing speed, like a black lightning bolt, tearing through the Void Realm and appearing before Qin Wushang in the blink of an eye.

Chaos light swirled in Qin Wushang's eyes, his Supreme Double Pupils perceiving everything.

This was fast.

But in his Supreme Double Pupils, Feng Buxuan's movements were slowing down; the trajectory of every head and the angle of every attack were clearly visible.

Qin Wushang seized the opportunity and slashed out with his blade.

The immortal slaying demonic saber traced a pitch-black arc, hacking fiercely onto the middle head of the Jiuyou Owlet.

"Boom!"

Where the blade light passed, a head fell, ghostly green blood gushing like a spring, spilling onto the ground and corroding it.

"Roar!"

Feng Buxuan roared, and the remaining eight heads opened their giant mouths simultaneously.

"Boom!"

Eight beams of destructive black light erupted, annihilating the Void Realm and shattering the Law wherever they passed; the eight beams merged into a torrent, slamming fiercely into Qin Wushang's body.

"Bang!"

Qin Wushang immediately utilized his Divine Ability, using a Dao Lotus to block.

But that power was too strong!

The resplendent Dao Lotus instantly dimmed and then exploded, sending him flying hundreds of miles, crashing into a continuous mountain range.

The terrifying power poured down, destroying the mountain range, and the raging energy storm buried him.

Outside, everyone gasped.

"This strength... it's already comparable to a Great Emperor, right?"

"How could Feng Buxuan be this strong?"

"What kind of monster is this!"

Seeing this, Ye Hongfu's face turned pale.

"Damn it! The amplification is actually this terrifying!"

Lin Ziyao bit her lip, her voice cold.

Mu Bingyun frowned tightly, her gaze locked firmly on the ruins.

"Aren't you very good at fighting?"

Feng Buxuan roared, the remaining eight heads held high, his ghostly green eyes filled with monstrous Battle Intent.

"Come on! Come again!"

"Rumble!"

Qin Wushang walked out of the storm, his robes tattered, a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth, his eyes incomparably cold.

"It's not just you who has a Dharma Body."

He said calmly, then transformed.

"Screech!"

Golden light exploded, and a massive Kunpeng appeared between heaven and earth.

Its wings spread out, blotting out the sky and sun.

Its wings were like cast gold, every feather shimmering with the luster of Chaos.

His gaze was like lightning, looking down upon the world.

Once the Kunpeng appeared, all living beings submitted.

Kunpeng Dharma Body!

He had refined a Kunpeng egg and nurtured a Kunpeng within his body, so naturally, he could transform into a Kunpeng.

The Jiuyou Owlet's eight heads froze simultaneously, taken aback.

"A pure Kunpeng Bloodline... So that's how it is... So that thing was actually your Dharma Image!"

He roared and charged over.

"Roar!"

Qin Wushang flapped his wings.

"Hundred Thousand Feather-Transformation Swords!"

Countless golden feathers shot out simultaneously, turning into endless killing swords, pouring down like a rainstorm.

"Well done!"

Feng Buxuan roared, and the eight beams of destructive black light erupted again, colliding with the Hundred Thousand Feather-Transformation Swords.

The sword rain and black light intertwined, the Void Realm shattered, heaven and earth shook, and the Dao roared incessantly.

Qin Wushang's figure flashed, utilizing the Fuyao movement technique from the Kunpeng Secret Art to its limit.

The speed of a Kunpeng is unrivaled in the world, and at this moment, it was even too fast to track.

He appeared on the left side of the Jiuyou Owlet, reaching out with a Kunpeng claw.

"Bang!"

With one claw, he ripped off a head.

Blood gushed out.

"Aaaaah!"

Feng Buxuan screamed in agony, his remaining seven heads turning frantically, trying to lock onto Qin Wushang's figure.

But the Kunpeng's speed was too fast; he simply couldn't keep up.

"Damn it! To think he has such speed!"

"Boom!"

A monstrous sea of blood crushed down, attempting to restrict Qin Wushang's movement speed.

"Yin and Yang Transformation!"

Qin Wushang flapped his wings, Yin and Yang Qi intertwining to form a massive Dao Diagram, enveloping heaven and earth.

"Rumble!"

The entire world was shaking as an ancient diagram emerged.

Yin-Yang Dao Diagram!

The moment it appeared, the Yin and Yang Dao it emitted tore through the blockade of the Domain, pressing down on Feng Buxuan.

"Get lost!"

Feng Buxuan was trapped by the Yin-Yang Dao Diagram, his movements sluggish, and he let out a roar.

Pitch-black planets emerged from his mouth, continuously striking the Yin-Yang Dao Diagram, then exploding, pouring out even more terrifying destructive power.

"The two Daos of Yin and Yang reinforcing the Yin-Yang Dao Diagram... it's actually comparable to the suppression of an Immortal Diagram!"

Feng Buxuan's expression changed drastically, but he still hadn't escaped.

Qin Wushang struck again, his Kunpeng claws grabbing repeatedly, ripping off two more heads.

"Ah!"

Feng Buxuan screamed, only five heads remaining.

He roared madly, destructive black light shooting everywhere, and the Yin-Yang Dao Diagram grew dimmer and dimmer.

"Boom!"

The Yin-Yang Dao Diagram exploded, and he flashed, a pitch-black claw light slashing out.

"Whoosh!"

Kunpeng Secret Art, Soaring Ninety Thousand Li!

Qin Wushang's figure flashed, instantly dodging.

He appeared directly above the Jiuyou Owlet, looking down from a high vantage point, his wings closing together like blades.

"Kunpeng Slash!"

He swooped down, the edges of his wings like heavenly blades, cutting through the Void Realm and slashing down.

"Ah!"

Another head hit the ground.

"I can't go on like this! My Domain has no effect on him; this guy ignores the suppression of the Domain, and a contest of speed has no advantage for me!"

Feng Buping thought to himself.

He finally understood that his Domain couldn't suppress Qin Wushang at all!

"Boom!"

But at this moment, above Baixian Square, an incomparably huge black hand reached out.

"Unfilial son! How dare you kill your younger brother!"

The huge hand was about to grab the entire broken Small World in an instant.

"Feng Daoxian! You can't even hold back from intervening now?"