135: Your backer isn't that strong!

After breaking through to the Core Formation Realm, Qin Feng no longer needed spiritual power to protect his body while controlling the Thousand Mile Shuttle; he could directly face the bone-chilling Qi currents in the Void Realm.

Below the Thousand Mile Shuttle, maple leaves were red, and countless withered leaves covered the mountains, indicating that deep autumn had arrived.

In the gaps of his full-speed journey, Qin Feng's heart was filled with emotion; unknowingly, he had been in this world for two full years.

Although he had made great progress in Cultivation, his best friend was still Tie Zhu. He always listened to Qin Feng, and the two of them had never had any conflicts.

Although Qin Feng was curious why Tie Zhu wanted to go on a killing spree in the mundane world, he had already made up his mind.

Today, whether Tie Zhu was right or wrong, Qin Feng would protect him!

In an instant, his mind was filled with a myriad of thoughts. Snapping back to reality, Qin Feng continued to accelerate, pushing the Thousand Mile Shuttle to its limit.

One person and one shuttle flew rapidly in the Void Realm, reaching a thousand miles away in the blink of an eye. The speed was so fast that their appearance was indistinguishable, only a powerful spiritual power fluctuation could be felt.

Under rapid flight, Qin Feng quickly rushed into Zhou Country territory. He didn't even need Divine Sense to see the black clouds surging in the Void Realm ahead, clearly indicating that Tie Zhu was fighting with some strong Cultivators.

"This aura... something isn't right."

Qin Feng only took one look and felt that it wasn't the combat power a small Foundation Establishment Stage Devil Head like Tie Zhu could unleash. If it really was him, then he must have broken through to the Core Formation Stage.

Thinking of this, Qin Feng gently pushed with his feet, and the Thousand Mile Shuttle glided another thousand miles. Only when he was about to reach the scene did he switch back to the ordinary flying Magical Artifact, the Wood Spirit Boat.

Looking down from the Void Realm, below were densely packed buildings and towering city walls on all sides. At this moment, countless people were crowding and running out of the city, seemingly the Imperial City of Zhou Country.

In the center of the Imperial City was an extremely spacious and magnificent palace, with countless armored guards holding swords and spears, encircling the Imperial City.

Black mist lingered in the air, and several figures could be faintly seen fighting within it. The clanging sound of Magical Artifacts colliding was incessant, and one of the auras was Tie Zhu, whom Qin Feng was familiar with.

"This kid really did Core Formation; that's fast enough."

Sensing that Tie Zhu was now a Nascent Soul stage cultivator, Qin Feng couldn't help but click his tongue in amazement, while slowly piloting the Wood Spirit Boat closer to the ground.

Boom!

Before the Wood Spirit Boat had even stabilized, a golden, shining Flying Sword pierced through the mist. This Flying Sword was incredibly powerful, and Qin Feng deduced that the person who attacked was at least a Middle Stage Core Formation Cultivator, but... this Move didn't quite resemble someone from the Ghost King Sect!

"This is the Imperial City of Zhou Country, all Cultivators are forbidden from entering!"

Following the golden Flying Sword was a majestic voice, as if a Nine Heavens Dragon's roar could intimidate people, but this was only effective against low-level Cultivators and ordinary people.

To deal with a Nascent Soul stage cultivator, it was a bit lacking!

Qin Feng snorted coldly, reaching out to pat the storage ring on his waist. The Longyang Sword instantly appeared and slashed towards the golden Flying Sword without reservation!

The two sword lights, one golden and one red, collided and vanished in an instant. On the surface, it seemed that neither Flying Sword had gained the upper hand, but the aura of the person in the black mist changed significantly, clearly having suffered a hidden loss.

The black mist churned, and soon a dignified-looking middle-aged man in a golden robe walked out. Embroidered on his robe was a rather sacred five-clawed golden Dragon, presumably the Zhou Country Emperor.

He frowned, scrutinizing the red-faced Cultivator before him, and said in a low voice, "You are not an evil Cultivator, why do you interfere in the affairs of my Zhou Country!"

Qin Feng ignored him, his gaze shifting to the side.

He saw Tie Zhu, whose face was pale and black blood constantly oozing from the corner of his mouth, being steadily pushed back by three Nascent Soul stage cultivators dressed in Ghost King Sect attire.

The black bone claw in his hand was also full of cracks at this moment. If it weren't for the Nascent Soul Stage Yin Soul assisting him from within the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, he would have been defeated long ago.

When Tie Zhu noticed Qin Feng's gaze, there was not much joy on his face; instead, he shouted, "You hurry and leave, we are no match!"

"How do you know if you don't try?"

A hint of a smile appeared on Qin Feng's face, and then his entire body's spiritual power circulated to its Peak. He directly unleashed the Thunderclap Swordplay and slashed towards the Zhou Country Emperor.

"Are you not afraid of the Guardians imposing sanctions on you?"

Feeling the extraordinary power of the Longyang Sword, the Zhou Country Emperor's expression suddenly changed. At the same time, he took out a small blue shield from his storage ring, intending to use it to block the Longyang Sword's attack.

Qin Feng's eyes showed a hint of disdain, and he said lightly:

"Perhaps there will be that day, but you definitely won't live to see it!"

As his voice fell, the Longyang Sword had already erupted with streaks of purple lightning. In a short time, the surroundings were filled with red sword light and electric light.

The Zhou Country Emperor's eyes showed horror, and he immediately shouted to the three black figures in the black mist:

"Immortal Masters, help me! I am willing to offer three hundred pairs of virgin boys and girls to the three Immortal Masters!"

"A Core Formation Early Stage Cultivator dares to act presumptuously in front of this Venerable One!"

A tall black figure in the black mist instantly flashed in front of the Zhou Country Emperor. His tone was contemptuous, and he directly waved his hand at Qin Feng, sending out a black bone sword.

"Core Formation Late Stage?"

Feeling the extraordinary power of the bone sword, Qin Feng's eyes showed surprise. He no longer concealed his strength and directly unleashed the Thunderclap Swordplay to its extreme, every Move being a fatal strike from the Swordplay.

Crack!

Lightning flashed, and the black bone sword was instantly shattered into dust. Immediately after, countless purple sword lights continuously pressed towards the two, like agile snakes flickering everywhere, searching for an opportunity.

The Zhou Country Emperor's expression was flustered, and he continuously used Earth Wall Talismans to set up defensive measures in front of him. The black-robed person, however, asked, "Could it be that you are the Hall Master of the Netherworld Soul Hall?"

The opponent was shrouded in a black robe, making his expression completely unreadable, but some surprise could be heard in his tone.

Qin Feng did not answer, only focused on controlling his Flying Sword, wanting to end the battle quickly.

"Hmph!"

Seeing Qin Feng ignore him, the black-robed person stopped wasting words and directly took out a dark red flag from his sleeve. This was also a Ten Thousand Souls Banner, but its power seemed much greater than Tie Zhu's.

"Since you've taken out the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, then I don't need to waste any effort either."

A cold smile appeared in Qin Feng's eyes. Instead of retreating, he advanced, with the Longyang Sword leading the way, his body immediately moving straight towards the opponent.

When the distance between them reached three zhang, Qin Feng directly unleashed a Fire Snake Talisman towards the opponent, and at the same time, he formed a hand seal with one hand and began to cast the Golden Blade Technique and Fireball Spell he had learned before, various Spells raining down on the opponent as if they were free...

Although these attacks were frequent, one after another, they didn't have much effect.

The black-robed person simply kept waving the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, and all attacks were swallowed by the Ten Thousand Souls Banner.

Seeing that the time was almost up, Qin Feng waved his hand again, and the opponent instinctively raised the Ten Thousand Souls Banner to block.

Only this time, what Qin Feng threw out was not a Spell but a Fire Snake Talisman.

A stack of Fire Snake Talismans!

A rough estimate showed that there were at least twenty or more Fire Snakes!

At the same time, the Longyang Sword also transformed into an afterimage and instantly flashed behind the black-robed person with lightning speed, attacking simultaneously from two directions.

He only had time to wave the Ten Thousand Souls Banner and form a hand seal with his other hand, but just as the hand seal took shape, the Fire Snake Talismans exploded in front of him. At the same time, the Longyang Sword instantly pierced through his protective spiritual power, emerging from his chest!

The moment the black-robed person died, Tie Zhu's figure immediately appeared in his original spot, along with the Ten Thousand Souls Banner in his hand.

"You saved me again!"

After collecting the opponent's Divine Soul into the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, Tie Zhu grinned and then rushed back into the black mist.

There were a total of four Nascent Soul stage cultivators at the scene; now only three remained, or more accurately, soon only two would remain.

Because in Qin Feng's eyes, the Zhou Country Emperor, wearing the five-clawed golden Dragon robe, was too weak, even weaker than his own combat power during the Foundation Establishment Stage.

Qin Feng held the Longyang Sword in his hand, his gaze coldly fixed on the opponent.

The Zhou Country Emperor's face was ashen, and he said in a flustered tone:

"I am the Zhou Country Emperor, you... you cannot kill me!"

"Oh? Why can't I kill you?"

"I am the Human Emperor, the Son of Heaven. I wear a nine-clawed golden Dragon robe, and I am protected by the West Sea Dragon Clan!"

"..."

Hearing what the other party said, Qin Feng immediately laughed. This guy, of all people, who did he have to mention?

It had to be the West Sea Dragon Clan.

He had even seen a true Dragon; would he be afraid of a fake Dragon embroidered on clothes?