Who Could Stop Him?!

Something outrageous happened.

With her superior cultivation, technique, and weapon, Ye Yiqing shattered the silver swords one after another.

But when the swords hit the ground, they returned to Liu Chengfeng's body, only to shoot at Ye Yiqing again, one after another without pause.

The Nine Water Silver Swords crashed toward Ye Yiqing like a surging river, forcing her back step by step.

As a Jieyin powerhouse, someone who wielded the power of nature could utterly overwhelm a Treasure Mountain Divine Treasury powerhouse.

Ye Yiqing's Fierce Bird Technique could send flames a hundred meters out to burn her enemies, something Treasure Mountain powerhouses couldn't withstand.

But Liu Chengfeng's Flying Rosy Cloud Gold Sword Technique could kill enemies hundreds of meters away—even a thousand.

The one who couldn't get close to her enemy now was Ye Yiqing, not Liu Chengfeng.

Driven back step by step, Ye Yiqing was both shocked and furious.

Sun Shooting Stance, one of the four forms of the Flying Rosy Cloud Gold Sword Technique.

The powerhouses watching were dumbstruck. They had never seen a Treasure Mountain powerhouse defeat a Jieyin powerhouse.

"It can do that?"

Su Youqian gaped. The Flying Sword Technique and Nine Water Sword Pellet both belonged to the Su Family, but he had never heard they could be so powerful.

"How dare you—"

Seeing Ye Yiqing in danger, Cheng Nan roared, desperate to protect the beauty. Gripping the Purple Gold Cauldron with both hands, he swung it savagely at Liu Chengfeng.

Cheng Nan was even stronger than Ye Yiqing, at the second Jieyin stage.

Though the Purple Gold Cauldron in his hands was only a lower-grade Jieyin weapon, a single blow weighed hundreds of thousands of jin, heavy as a mountain, shattering the air and splitting the ground.

The cauldron also contained refined fire. It came roaring down with the swing, scorching the forest and searing the earth.

Liu Chengfeng let out a long howl and spat out nine swords. Their chilling blades blazed with wild Sword Qi, forming a waterfall-like barrier in front of him.

Sword Guarding Stance, one of the four forms.

Cheng Nan, at the second Jieyin stage, was far too powerful. Even with the Nine Water Sword Pellet and Innate Sword Technique pushed to their limits, Liu Chengfeng couldn't hold him back.

With a crash, the Nine Water Sword Pellet and the waterfall of Sword Qi shattered.

Liu Chengfeng was blasted away. Refined fire splashed onto him, threatening to burn through his body.

The Golden Dragon Heart Method churned without pause, and a dragon's roar rang out. An illusion of dragon scales shielded him from the flames, but the searing heat still made him ache.

The Innate Heart Method could block not only physical damage, but also the power of nature.

Any other Treasure Mountain Divine Treasury powerhouse would have been unable to withstand it.

Liu Chengfeng flew backward through the air and landed on a rock beside Li Fire River.

Lava flowed beneath his feet, and waves of heat surged toward him.

"I'll kill you today—"

Cheng Nan chased after him. Unless he killed Liu Chengfeng, the hatred burning in his heart would not fade.

"Get lost—"

The Celestial Body in Liu Chengfeng's mind lit up. He swept the Thunder Sound Staff, lifting the lava from Li Fire River.

Drawing on the Ancient Tree's power, Liu Chengfeng swung the staff, and the lava surged toward Cheng Nan and Ye Yiqing like a rainstorm from the heavens.

Cheng Nan and Ye Yiqing were alarmed and immediately changed their moves to shield themselves.

"I'll kill you, and no one can stop me—"

After killing Pan Nuolin, Liu Chengfeng's resolve was ironclad.

Pan Nuolin was horrified and retreated in a panic.

"Presumptuous!"

Ye Yitian was furious that Liu Chengfeng showed him no regard.

Ye Yitian roared. His heart method turned, his power erupted, and flames surged hundreds of meters behind him.

He formed seals with both hands. A roar sounded, and an enormous Fire Ox illusion, a hundred meters tall, charged forward. Its powerful impact could overturn a mountain peak.

Flames swept up by the Fire Ox scorched the earth.

Liu Chengfeng's heart tightened. He roared and hurled the Thunder Sound Staff. It flew a hundred meters through the air, and five strikes of Earth Splitting crashed down toward the Fire Ox's head.

With a long howl, his sword body blazed. The Nine Water Silver Swords shot out, forming a forest of swords, while Sword Guarding Stance raised a barrier before him.

The difference in strength was too great. Ye Yitian was at the third Jieyin stage and had already ignited his Life Furnace. His power completely overwhelmed Liu Chengfeng.

The Thunder Sound Staff failed to kill the Fire Ox. Instead, it snapped with a crash. The Fire Ox smashed into the forest of swords, breaking through the nine swords of the guarding stance.

Liu Chengfeng retreated at top speed, but he was still sent flying, coughing up a mouthful of blood.

Just as he was about to fall into Li Fire River, Liu Chengfeng let out a long howl. His Celestial Body revolved, the sound of water rang out, and all the lava in the river surged upward.

"Break for me—"

Liu Chengfeng commanded the lava. Like a fire dragon, it roared toward the Fire Ox and slammed into it again and again, driving it back step by step.

Through his Celestial Body, Liu Chengfeng drew on the Ancient Tree's power to command Li Fire River.

"Hold!"

Ye Yitian was astonished by the outrageous sight.

He unleashed the Four Beasts Seal. Flames surged as the Fierce Bird, Flame Pig, and Crimson Snake charged at the hundred-meter fire dragon. Four beasts fought one dragon.

It was still the Four Fierce Beasts Technique, but in Ye Yitian's hands it was countless times stronger than in Ye Yiqing's. Ye Yiqing could only specialize in the Fierce Bird.

Liu Chengfeng ignored Ye Yitian and used the Purple Mist Flying Waterfall Technique to charge at Pan Nuolin.

With a long howl, divine blood, his sword body, and his heart method erupted together. Man and sword became one, and a three-hundred-meter sword beam shot into the sky.

Sword Breaking Style! The nine swords combined into one, and the Nine Water Silver Sword shot straight toward Pan Nuolin.

Pan Nuolin was horrified. He fled while raising his sword to defend himself. Layer upon layer of sword shadows formed a barrier crackling with lightning. Origin Mud appeared, wrapping tightly around his body.

Pan Nuolin had been forced to fight in haste. His blood vitality was weak, his strength depleted, and his defenses greatly diminished. With flaws everywhere, he couldn't withstand Sword Breaking Style.

With a crash, Sword Breaking Style pierced through the sword barrier and shot through the Origin Mud shielding his body.

With a scream, the Nine Water Silver Sword pierced Pan Nuolin's shoulder and pinned him to the ground.

"Die!"

Liu Chengfeng caught up in a single step, seized the Thunder Sound Staff, now broken in two, and swung it down hard.

"Save me!"

Pan Nuolin cried out in terror. Liu Chengfeng was too fast. The broken staff had already crashed down on him, and the others couldn't reach him in time.

Liu Chengfeng brought the staff down several times. Even though Pan Nuolin urged the Origin Mud to shield his body, he was beaten back into his original form, his bones broken, his flesh mangled, and his body covered in blood.

"How dare you—"

Lei Jun rushed over with a furious shout, thunder roaring without end.

Liu Chengfeng's face darkened. The World Tree in the Blood Sea lit up, spreading its branches and leaves, ready to fight Lei Jun.

He planned to swallow the two Spirit Pools of Qiuchi Kingdom and wanted to test just how much power the Ancient Tree could lend him through his Celestial Body.

The Celestial Body could draw on power. With the World Tree supporting it as well, the amount of power he could borrow would be beyond measure.

"Get lost—"

Before Liu Chengfeng could fight with all his might, a deep shout rang out. The Iron Stele came crashing down like a mountain, sweeping away the clouds and shattering the river, unstoppable.

Lei Jun drew his saber, but with a crash, he was knocked back.

Han Qi descended from the sky like a mountain, blocking the way. Lei Jun couldn't get past him, and neither could Ye Yitian and the others.

"Die!"

As Pan Nuolin screamed, Liu Chengfeng smashed his head to pieces.

The broken staff was embedded in Pan Nuolin's chest, and blood stained the stone bricks red.

"The Dragon Ascending Holy Sect? I'll kill them all the same!"

Liu Chengfeng stood tall, his killing intent surging.

Lei Jun was so enraged he nearly spat blood. He could only watch helplessly as Pan Nuolin was killed.

"Go take the Separation Fire."

Han Qi's expression was blank as he held the pass alone, barring an army of ten thousand.

Liu Chengfeng turned and left. He took Cheng Nan's Ancient Urn and rushed toward Li Fire River.

"You—"

Cheng Nan was so furious he nearly went mad. The Ancient Urn was a treasure of the Cheng Clan, and Liu Chengfeng had snatched it in the blink of an eye.

"Rise!"

Standing by the river, Liu Chengfeng drew on the Ancient Tree's power to absorb the Separation Fire.

Fine strands of flame leapt from the lava in Li Fire River, so tiny they were impossible to distinguish from the molten rock with the naked eye.

The Separation Fire was drawn into the Ancient Urn.

Ye Yitian and the others could only watch Liu Chengfeng gather the Separation Fire. They couldn't understand why it was so easy for him to collect it.

They had separated out vast quantities of lava and searched through it, yet hadn't found even a single wisp of Separation Fire.

Ye Yitian and the others all wanted to rush over and seize the Separation Fire, but with Han Qi in their way, none of them could get past.

While Liu Chengfeng gathered the Separation Fire, a graceful courtyard in the Grandmaster Mansion was surrounded by pavilions, terraces, and winding corridors.

In a pavilion, Ye Ziyang and Wu Yuanqing, an envoy from the Royal Court, were playing chess.

"Grand Marshal, I can seize the Separation Fire for you."

A middle-aged man asked Ye Ziyang for permission.

The man wore a cloth robe and straw sandals. He had a square face and hawk-like eyes, and a black headscarf bound his hair. He radiated an imposing aura, as if no one could stop him.

The strongest of the Grandmaster Mansion's Three Retinues, Li Longbiao was Ye Ziyang's trusted general.

"Lose your patience over a small matter, and you'll ruin the greater plan. Let him be."

"Separation Fire is hard to come by..."

Li Longbiao was unwilling to accept it. The Separation Fire was right there before them.

"With the Ancestral Hall, why worry about not having Separation Fire?"

Ye Ziyang placed a piece and looked at Wu Yuanqing.

"Brother Wu, you've lost a piece."

"If no one dies, where will the hatred come from? How could the Dragon Ascending Holy Sect be expected to put in any effort?"

Wu Yuanqing placed a piece as well.

"Will the Dragon Ascending Holy Slash come?"

Ye Ziyang looked at the chessboard.

"I don't know, but he's about to become a Demigod."

Ye Ziyang's expression stiffened at those words. Wu Yuanqing placed another piece.

"Grand Marshal, your mind is unsettled. I've won this game."

Ye Ziyang laughed, unconcerned with winning or losing.

With the Ancient Urn full of Separation Fire, Liu Chengfeng turned to leave.

"Quick, hurry!"

Su Youqian had already prepared the Divine Treasure Horse Carriage and called for Liu Chengfeng and Han Qi to get aboard.

Han Qi refused to ride in his carriage and flew off.

Su Youqian didn't dare linger. He whipped the horses, and the divine steed raced toward the imperial palace.

Ye Yitian and the others could only watch helplessly as Liu Chengfeng left with the Separation Fire.

"We did it! I can't believe we pulled it off! Brother, you're too fierce, too incredible!"

As they raced toward the imperial palace, Su Youqian was thrilled. Seeing Liu Chengfeng wounded, he hurried to bandage him.

Liu Chengfeng quickly thanked the Ancient Tree.

"No need to thank me. After you open the Ancestral Hall, come visit me."

The Ancient Tree was bashful, and seemed a little expectant.

"Tch, what's there to see? Just a junior."

The Stone Lion sneered disdainfully, prideful as ever.

"He'll definitely become a god."

The Ancient Tree had faith in Liu Chengfeng. The Stone Lion fell silent.

Liu Chengfeng promised he would visit the Ancient Tree.

Back at the imperial palace, Empress of Qiuchi still sat behind the jade desk, her face as cold as frost.

Though she had obtained the Separation Fire, her expression remained icy, her imperial bearing unchanged.

"What do you need the Separation Fire for?"

Liu Chengfeng was curious. Their debts were settled now; neither owed the other anything, and neither needed to ask anything of the other.

"That's not something you need to concern yourself with."

Empress of Qiuchi didn't answer, and Liu Chengfeng didn't press her. He couldn't withstand it if a woman that powerful flew into a rage.

"What technique do you want?"

Empress of Qiuchi looked at Liu Chengfeng, her imperial might pressing down on him.

"The Sage Scroll Heart Method for the Treasure Mountain Divine Treasury realm. Any grade will do."

Liu Chengfeng had a plan. His Flying Rosy Cloud Gold Sword Technique was already Sage Scroll Innate, but his heart method was only Human Scroll Innate. That was his weakness.

If he cultivated a Sage Scroll Heart Method to go with the Flying Rosy Cloud Gold Sword Technique, then with the might of the Innate realm, he could have killed not only Pan Nuolin today, but Cheng Nan as well.

Empress of Qiuchi looked at Liu Chengfeng and fell silent for a moment.

"I'll give you the Green Phoenix Heart Method, upper-grade Sage Scroll. Can you cultivate it?"

Within the same Divine Treasury, a high-level heart method could be compatible with a low-level one, but that wasn't always the case.

At the Treasure Mountain Divine Treasury stage, the Green Phoenix Heart Method was already the best heart method in the imperial family.

Empress of Qiuchi herself had cultivated this heart method back then.

"If I can't cultivate it, I'll trade it for another one."

Liu Chengfeng hadn't expected Empress of Qiuchi to be so generous, offering him an upper-grade Sage Scroll right away, though he didn't care what grade it was.

Still, Liu Chengfeng felt something was off. She was handing over an imperial heart method just like that. What was Empress of Qiuchi plotting?

"Do you think it's cabbage?"

"What if I turn the upper-grade Sage Scroll into a supreme-grade one? Could I trade it then?"

"Can you fuse and create a supreme-grade technique?"

Empress of Qiuchi's eyes shone with a strange light. Her imperial might surged like a tide, crashing down on him in an instant.