Strength to Uproot Mountains, Spirit to Overwhelm the World—First Form: City Destroyer!

Since the foundation of his Self-Created Soul Skill came from the Great Sumeru Hammer and the Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer, where strength reigned supreme.

And since Dai Chengfeng's Martial Soul was the Heavenly White Tiger, he had no intention of taking the technique-dominant path of Zhao Yun's Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix Spear or Seven Probing Serpent Coiling Spear. Instead, the Xi Chu Overlord Xiang Yu's Overlord Spear Technique suited the current Dai Chengfeng far better.

"Strength to uproot mountains, spirit to overwhelm the world...!"

Thinking of the Xi Chu Overlord Xiang Yu's absolute dominance on the battlefield, a flicker of excitement flashed through Dai Chengfeng's eyes.

After all, in real history, he was the military general with the most clearly recorded hundred-man slaughters.

The absolute representative of the "form and momentum" school within the Four Military Strategies—bar none!

And in Huaxia, spears, halberds, and lances all came from the same family.

For that reason, the Overlord Spear Technique was also hailed as the ancestor of Huaxia spear arts, its fame resounding far and wide.

It contained the eight forms of ancient spear usage: lift, seize, block, grasp, entwine, flip, circle, and loop. Almost all later spear techniques had evolved from these eight forms.

And in his Previous Life, when Dai Chengfeng had been bored cultivating on the mountain, he had once flipped through the Overlord Spear Technique, this ancestor of spear arts, in the Hidden Book Pavilion.

Yu's divine bravery had no equal through the ages!

What Huaxia person could fail to be curious about the famed spear technique of this Xi Chu Overlord?

"Whew. Who said only hammers could symbolize strength!"

Dai Chengfeng took a deep breath. "But luckily, in my Previous Life, I liked reading all kinds of miscellaneous books. Otherwise, even if I obtained the Great Sumeru Hammer and Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer, in the end I'd only be like the people of this world, clumsily imitating others with no possibility of surpassing them at all."

At that thought, Dai Chengfeng took a long spear from his ring.

"It's just a shame the spear is a little lacking..."

"Now that I've already decided my main weapon in the future will be the spear, if I get the chance later, I must get myself a good one!"

As Dai Chengfeng spoke, he stood and walked out of the tent.

Above, the bright moon hung like a disk, spilling watery moonlight. It pierced through the dense branches and leaves, scattering mottled patches of light and shadow across the ground.

The chirping of insects rose and fell all around him. From the distance came the occasional roar of beasts. A breeze brushed past, leaves rustling softly as branches swayed.

Dai Chengfeng held the long spear in hand and slowly closed his eyes. The Soul Power around him surged through his meridians like a tide.

"The ancient texts recorded that the essentials of the Overlord Spear Technique lay in...

"Lift like a fierce tiger emerging from the mountains, swallowing rivers and mountains with its aura; seize like a goshawk striking a rabbit, swift beyond compare;

"Block like a giant boulder damming a river, steady and heavy; grasp like a flood dragon seizing a pearl, precise and ruthless;

"Entwine like a nimble snake coiling around a tree, flexible and ever-changing; flip like raging waves capsizing a boat, grand and overwhelming;

"Circle like a rainbow piercing the sun, smoothly revolving as one wills; loop like a wandering dragon playing with a phoenix, agile and elegant."

Dai Chengfeng repeatedly savored the essentials of the Overlord Spear Technique in his mind, while at the same time combining and verifying them against this world's Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer and Great Sumeru Hammer. His Soul Power began to circulate slowly.

First, he slowly raised both arms, assuming the posture of holding a spear. Around him rose the unique golden-red lightning of Innate Geng Metal Qi and killing intent, within which the faint sound of a tiger's roar could be heard.

"Kill!"

With a low shout, Dai Chengfeng suddenly lifted the spear and thrust it out...

This thrust had incorporated the Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer's force-exertion technique and power accumulation, along with the Great Sumeru Hammer's absolute hardness and ferocity.

Buzz—!

The air was torn apart in an instant, letting out a sharp whistle, and a large crater was blasted into the great tree ahead.

However, looking at this spear strike, Dai Chengfeng frowned slightly, dissatisfied.

What he wanted had never been the Great Sumeru Hammer, nor the Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer, but a spear technique that belonged only to him.

He constantly recalled the essentials from the ancient text, repeating the eight forms of the Overlord Spear Technique again and again as he thrust them out.

Every form he executed was accompanied by his deeper fusion of the power of the Great Sumeru Hammer and Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer.

Time passed little by little, and around the camp tent echoed the rumble of Dai Chengfeng's erupting Soul Power.

At some point, his clothes had already been soaked through with sweat, then dried by the wind, but his gaze grew sharper and sharper, revealing a determination that would not stop until he achieved his goal.

And at that moment.

Zhu Fan was lying on the simple bed inside the camp tent. He had already fallen asleep.

In his dream, just as he was about to share a huge quilt with dozens of beautiful wives and concubines, sudden waves of Soul Power fluctuations jolted him awake.

"Enemies?!"

But after sensing them briefly, Zhu Fan let out a long breath. "I knew it. I clearly had Spirit Cat Perception active. There's no way I wouldn't discover an unknown Soul Power intrusion."

"So it was Chengfeng's Soul Power fluctuations..."

Only, his heart was filled with confusion. "Why isn't Chengfeng sleeping this late? What is he doing?"

With that doubt in mind, he quickly flipped over and sat up, then strode toward the outside of the camp tent.

The moment he stepped out of the camp tent.

Under the moonlight, a streak of golden-red lightning instantly drew his gaze.

He saw that at this moment, Dai Chengfeng's entire body was wrapped in Soul Power, the long spear in his hand as fierce as a tiger. Every swing stirred up a sharp wind, as if tearing apart the surrounding air.

"Is this a Self-Created Soul Skill?"

Zhu Fan instinctively drew in a soft hiss, his eyes filled with shock. "Th-this, this, this... how is this possible!"

"Didn't His Majesty only give Chengfeng those soul skills less than two months ago?"

"And yet Chengfeng's Self-Created Soul Skill is already so well-formed. I even seem to see in it the shadow of that overwhelming force that can break a thousand jun—the kind only the Clear Sky Sect's hammer techniques possess?"

"One thrust of the spear, and its force can split mountains and destroy cities..."

"How can a spear technique be this unreasonable?!"

But Zhu Fan soon came back to his senses. After all, Dai Chengfeng had already given him far too many shocks.

"Back then, His Majesty spent three years creating an entry-level soul skill, and he was proud of it ever since."

"He said he was the most talented emperor in the entire Star Luo Empire!"

At that thought, a playful smile tugged at Zhu Fan's lips. "If His Majesty were to find out that Chengfeng only spent a short two months, and that the soul skill he created is clearly countless times stronger than His Majesty's entry-level soul skill..."

"I wonder if His Majesty would start doubting his life?!"

Zhu Fan felt that would definitely be very interesting.

And at that moment.

Dai Chengfeng was still completely devoted to the long spear in his hands, paying no attention at all to Zhu Fan's arrival.

An unknown amount of time passed.

Dai Chengfeng increasingly felt that the power behind each swing of his spear had reached an unprecedented state of smooth, perfect control.

He knew the moment for a breakthrough had arrived!

"Now!"

The White Tiger Spirit threw its head back and roared. The long spear in Dai Chengfeng's hand suddenly thrust out. "First Form, City Destroyer!"

In an instant, wild winds howled through the valley, sending sand and stones flying.

Boom—!

A golden spear shadow pierced dozens of meters ahead like lightning. Wherever it passed, trees were cut in half at the waist, and boulders were smashed to pieces. Its power was astonishing.

"I succeeded!"

Dai Chengfeng's face was full of joy. He looked at the long spear in his hand as it slowly cracked apart, feeling the immense power from just now, his heart brimming with excitement.

Zhu Fan stood where he was, his whole body seeming to freeze in place, his eyes fixed straight on the collapsed, shattered trees ahead.

"Am I insane, or has this world gone insane? Is... is this really the kind of power a Self-Created Soul Skill made by a Soul Grandmaster should have?"

Zhu Fan murmured to himself, his voice filled with shock and disbelief.

Although that strike posed no threat to him.

Zhu Fan felt that even if a Soul Ancestor came and dared to take it head-on, they would definitely be gravely injured even if they did not die.

Only after a long while did Zhu Fan slowly come back to himself. He strode toward Dai Chengfeng.

"Chengfeng!" Zhu Fan called, his voice slightly hoarse from excitement. "You... you brat, you're seriously a damn genius! A peerless genius!"

At the same time.

In the woods not far away, two Little Heads watched the scene from just now and instinctively exchanged a glance.

"D-d-did you see that?!"