"Pfft!!"
Lin San nearly spat up a mouthful of ancient blood. He never expected Qin Feng to have no shame at all.
They'd agreed to join forces to drive off their enemies, but Qin Feng only ran his mouth and did none of the work.
Did he really think Lin San's ultimate move had no cooldown!?
Even after the cooldown ended, using it cost him ten years of life. You could say he was showing off at the cost of his own life. He'd never use it unless his life was truly on the line.
"Damn it!!"
The Ximen Family's Da Lang didn't care what Lin San was thinking. Seeing his younger brother injured and Qin Feng taunting him sent his rage bar straight to full. Torrential Spiritual Energy surged from his body, sending ripples through the air.
Whoosh!!
Da Lang's fingers were sharp as eagle claws, cutting through the air with a piercing whistle.
Every strike went for Lin San's vitals, vicious and merciless. The veins on his arms bulged and throbbed as an indescribable aura of pressure burst forth.
Under its crushing force, the air within several meters froze solid.
"Shit!!"
Lin San couldn't help cursing as he hurriedly raised his long sword to block.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
Sword Shadows collided with claw shadows, ringing like metal striking metal as sparks flew everywhere.
But Lin San had just used his ultimate move, and their cultivation levels differed by an entire major realm. He held out for only three seconds before he couldn't keep going.
Pfft!!
The eagle claws flashed, and blood sprayed everywhere.
Lin San's face twisted in pain, almost unrecognizable, as bloody gashes appeared across his body.
"Is it over!?"
The onlookers held their breath, unsure whether Lin San still had another trump card up his sleeve.
"Qin Feng, what are you waiting for? Hurry up and help!"
Lin San staggered backward under the blows, the wounds on his body multiplying.
"You're counting on Qin Feng?!"
The Ximen Family's Da Lang seemed to have gotten carried away, or perhaps something else was going on. He sneered, "Once he leaves the Qin Family, he's nothing.
"He's just a fool who flaunts himself everywhere, relying on his younger brother's Supreme Bone."
"Looks like I'll have to show you what I can do before you'll give me the respect I deserve."
The hem of Qin Feng's robe began to flutter on its own. His entire aura shifted in an instant, aloof as a snow lotus standing against the wind atop a sheer cliff, radiating a force that struck straight to the heart.
As his robe fluttered, peerless Sword Intent surged around him. The Changkong Divine Sword in his hand suddenly burst into a dazzling beam of light, gathering into a torrent that swept forth like the Milky Way.
"That's... Sword Intent!!"
The crowd gasped, unable to believe their eyes.
An eight-year-old child had comprehended Sword Intent!!
Damn!!
He'd comprehended it a full four years earlier than Lin San had, at the age of twelve. Was there no room left in this world for ordinary cultivators to survive?!
But what no one expected was that Qin Feng still hadn't finished stacking his buffs.
A sharp, unstoppable Sword Momentum burst from his body and rampaged through the woods, as if countless blades were slicing across everyone's faces.
"Heart of the Sword—that's the Invincible Sword Heart!!"
Someone present recognized it and cried out in disbelief.
Sword Intent could be pursued; the Sword Heart was nearly impossible to form!
How many people practiced the sword their whole lives without comprehending Sword Intent? And how many spent their whole lives comprehending Sword Intent, yet couldn't forge that Invincible Sword Heart?
If comprehending Sword Intent could make someone a renowned swordsman of their generation, then forging an Invincible Sword Heart could make someone a Sword God of the Ancient Wasteland.
Across the countless ages of the Ancient Wasteland, those worthy of the title Sword God could be counted on one hand. Yet every one of them had been an unrivaled powerhouse who suppressed the Heavenly Prides of their age. The most recent had been the Changkong Sword God, ten thousand years ago.
Ever since the Changkong Sword God fell, there had been no Sword God in the world.
Who would've thought!
Who would've thought!
They would witness a Sword God's bearing today—and in an eight-year-old child who had already comprehended the Sword Heart!
"Sword Intent, Sword Heart—how is this possible?!"
Lin San was completely dumbfounded, his mind a total blank.
As the Changkong Sword God's successor, he'd comprehended Sword Intent at twelve and been hailed as the First Sword in a hundred years. Each of those titles had shone brilliantly, but beside this eight-year-old child, they all paled.
"Run!!"
The Ximen brothers panicked completely and turned to flee, desperate to get away from this monster.
"As disciples of the Confucian School, we have a saying for you both: Since you've come, you might as well stay!"
Qin Feng's lips curled slightly as his hand settled on the hilt of his sword.
Clang!!
The clear ring of a drawn blade rang out, like a river of stars stretching from the boundless sea of clouds, descending upon the woods with limitless Sword Intent.
"What kind of sword technique is that!?"
The Ximen Family's Da Lang's pupils suddenly contracted. He didn't dare let his guard down for a moment, his fingers sharp as eagle claws as they tore through the air with a shrill whistle.
Ding!!
The forceful clang of metal striking metal rang beside their ears. Sparks flew, dry leaves swept across the ground, and a terrifying storm suddenly roared through the air as a dazzling sword light flashed past.
Drip!
Amid that earthshaking commotion, a drop of blood fell from the Changkong Divine Sword.
When the dry leaves finally settled, blood dripped from the Ximen brothers in a string of scarlet blossoms. They crashed hard into a pool of blood.
Ding-dong. Congratulations, Host, on slaying two people. You have received 200 Villain Points!
"Since you came here, you might as well be buried here."
Qin Feng glanced at them indifferently, picked up their storage bags, and found throwing darts and other hidden weapons for wandering the martial world, along with a manual titled The Concave-and-Convex Method.
"How vulgar!"
With a judgmental look, Qin Feng put the items away, hoisted his bamboo basket onto his back,
and led the still-dazed Zi Yuan away by the hand.
"Gulp!!"
The onlookers swallowed hard. No one dared go after Qin Feng anymore.
He was a Heavenly Pride who had comprehended the Invincible Sword Heart. Offending him was the same as offending a future Sword God. No faction could withstand a Sword God's wrath.
Before long—
The explosive news about Qin Feng spread, setting the entire Ancient Wasteland ablaze.
"Good, good, good!!"
After receiving the news, the First Ancestor of the Qin Family hid beneath his covers and laughed out loud.
He'd thought Qin Feng's use of the Supreme Bone would damage his Invincible Heart. Never in his wildest dreams had he imagined such a sudden surprise.
The Invincible Sword Heart!!
The mark of a Sword God—enough to suppress an entire generation!!
"Now all that's left is Qin Hao!"
The Several Qin Clan Ancestors no longer worried about Qin Feng. Instead, they were concerned whether Qin Hao could emerge from the shadows, rise from ruin, and attain the position of a Supreme.
The Great Xia Imperial Palace.
The Emperor of Great Xia was happily selecting consorts, convinced he wasn't old at all and could still perform just fine.
But before he could get started, a group of ministers urgently summoned him to a meeting.
At first, he'd thought these old ministers were making a fuss over nothing. But when he heard that Qin Feng had slain a third-level Spirit Martial Realm cultivator with one sword and comprehended both the Sword Heart and Sword Intent, he could no longer sit still.
"Qin Feng is still a member of the Qin Family, after all. It's entirely possible he'll return to them!"
"Comprehending the Invincible Sword Heart can cover even the gravest of mistakes!"
"The Supreme Bone, the Invincible Sword Heart, and the Emperor's Talent—all gathered in one person. This old minister hardly dares imagine it!"
"The Qin Family's order to hunt Qin Feng hasn't been withdrawn yet. We can kill him in the name of the law!"
"Your Majesty, if you hesitate when you must act, you'll only invite disaster!"
"..."
The Emperor of Great Xia's expression shifted again and again. In the end, he ordered them to kill Qin Feng at all costs...
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