Moments later, a wave of violent spatial fluctuations suddenly arrived above the plaza, and the firmament shattered like a mirror, splitting open a dark, profound spatial rift.
The spatial rift finally opened, and a terrifying suction force came from within the rift, guiding the Soul Clan disciples one by one into the spatial rift.
Hun Changqing watched the scene before him, unable to help marveling at the mighty power of a Dou Sheng expert.
I will reach this level soon as well, and I will surpass him!
Hun Changqing clenched his fists with a resolute gaze, though shaken by the power of a Dou Sheng expert.
Yet the grand ambition in his heart only grew all the more soaring, for he believed that he would reach this level in the near future, having ample confidence in himself.
Calming his chaotic thoughts, Hun Changqing also walked toward the spatial rift to return to the Soul Clan.
Suddenly, however, the hair all over his body trembled, and he whipped his head around.
He saw that Hun Feng in the distance had already approached his side, grasping a red pestle in his hand, which radiated a soul-shaking aura.
Hun Feng sneered coldly at Hun Changqing.
"Since you are so stubbornly unyielding today, Hun Changqing, it means the possibility of you being used by me is not high."
"That being the case, you have no value left alive either, so go and die!"
Immediately, before Hun Changqing could react, that pestle fired a streak of scarlet light.
In the blink of an eye, it was right before Hun Changqing, about to strike him.
Hun Changqing instantly mobilized the Supreme Yin True Qi throughout his body, and Weak Water along with Monadic Heavy Water appeared in an instant as the Dou Qi Armor on his body condensed in a flash.
The Supreme Yin True Qi frantically drove the Weak Water to break down the might of that red beam, while the heavy water condensed into a shield, blocking in front of Hun Changqing to resist the approaching crimson radiance.
However, who knew what manner of treasure the red pestle truly was, as before long, it shattered the light shield formed by the condensation of the Monadic Heavy Water.
The red light slammed fiercely onto Hun Changqing's body, and the Dou Qi Armor on him shattered in response, with more than half of his body directly melted away by that red light.
Following that, Hun Changqing was sent flying backward, slamming heavily into a stone pillar in the distant plaza before crashing hard onto the ground.
At this moment, the left half of Hun Changqing's body had already vanished, and hideous wounds were continuously spewing blood, with scarcely any patch of his entire body remaining intact.
With disheveled hair, he looked like a vengeful ghost from hell, wretched to the utmost degree.
The sole piece of good news was that his storage ring was on his right hand and had not been melted away by the crimson radiance along with his body.
"Oh? You actually didn't die!"
Hun Feng let out a cry of surprise.
Hun Feng was shocked, for one had to know that the pestle he had just used was refined by a high-grade Dou Zun within the clan using the materials and magic core of an Eighth-Rank Magical Beast.
That streak of red light was the extremely powerful exclusive Dou Technique of that Eighth-Rank Magical Beast, and although it could not reach the might wielded by that beast, it was at the very least equivalent to the attack of a low-grade Dou Zun.
Hun Feng never imagined in his wildest dreams that Hun Changqing could survive such an attack.
Looking at Hun Changqing's appearance, it did not seem like he had used any of the Soul Clan's exclusive life-saving Dou Techniques either.
Moreover, those life-saving Dou Techniques of the Soul Clan were more precious than the last, and the conditions for practicing them were harsher than the last.
Given Hun Changqing's status, he ought to have had no qualifications to come into contact with those Dou Techniques.
Hun Feng was utterly perplexed.
Meanwhile, Hun Changqing was currently extremely wretched, and his heart was also filled with fury; since he began practicing, he had never wanted to kill someone this much.
From his birth until now, possessing the Supreme Yin True Body, practicing the Supreme Yin True Explanation, and harboring the three great divine waters,
he had never regarded his peers with any regard, and even Xiao Yan, the Son of Fortune, was not particularly valued in his eyes, as he deemed himself capable of playing with him in the palm of his hand.
Hun Feng and Hun Yu seemed like two clowns to him, whom he could suppress at a whim.
Upon seeing the experts within the clan, he did not hold much awe either, confident that before long he would be able to look down upon them from the clouds.
Never had he expected to stumble such a massive fall today, and as he looked at Hun Feng in the distance, the killing intent in his eyes grew so dense it nearly materialized.
Yet Hun Changqing did not have his vision blinded by anger at this moment, and he hurriedly urged the Three-Light Divine Water within his body.
Instantly, a droplet of water interwoven with three colors-gold, silver, and purple-appeared between Hun Changqing's brows, before dividing into countless droplets that enveloped his entire body.
Hun Changqing's body was radiating tricolor light at this moment, and the wounds all over his body instantly stopped bleeding.
New granulation tissue was already growing from the wounds on his body, healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Watching Hun Feng, who was hurtling toward him at blinding speed not far away, Hun Changqing cast a cold glance at him before hurtling at extreme speed into the spatial rift not far behind him.
Seeing that Hun Changqing had escaped, Hun Feng had no choice but to stop with lingering bitterness, for he had thought this strike of his was an absolute certainty.
Ever since he failed to obtain the Yin-Eroding Fruit from Hun Changqing's hands earlier, it made his already fierce and tyrannical nature unable to suppress his killing intent.
He figured that since Hun Changqing dared to defy him now, he would be unruly and untamable in the future and unsuited to be used by him, so he might as well directly eradicate this unstable factor.
With them not being in the clan at the moment, although there were explicit rules prohibiting fighting in this plaza,
so long as he killed Hun Changqing with a single strike right here, who could find trouble with him, seeing as he was the legitimate son of Hun Tiandi?
Furthermore, he had previously sensed that Hun Changqing was at the peak Dou Emperor, and the opportunity for a sneak attack only came once.
To ensure a kill with a single blow, he had not utilized his own strength, but instead brought out a treasure given to him by Hun Tiandi.
He simply never imagined that Hun Changqing would not die after taking that terrifying beam of red light, but instead, while he himself was stunned in astonishment, successfully entered the spatial rift and escaped.
"Was that... Hun Changqing just now? Why would Lord Hun Feng suddenly launch an attack against Hun Changqing?"
"Who knows, maybe he offended Lord Hun Feng somewhere. I notice that every time he sees Hun Changqing, Lord Hun Feng's expression isn't very good."
"This Hun Changqing is also courting death, acting arrogant just because he has a sliver of talent and daring to offend Lord Hun Feng, without even looking at who he is."
"Exactly, exactly. Life for this Hun Changqing in the clan will be difficult from now on. Who's to say a genius isn't about to fall?"
"Hmph, he asked for it. Besides, what kind of genius is he? His bloodline doesn't even rank. Relying on that bit of personal talent, he's advancing a bit faster right now, but once he reaches the Dou Zun and Dou Sheng stages, every step will be excruciatingly difficult, and whether he even has a future is uncertain!"
Everything that just happened occurred in the span of a breath; it happened abruptly and ended just as abruptly. Before the crowd present could even recover their wits, Hun Changqing had already escaped.
Recovering their senses, the crowd began discussing animatedly, looking toward the direction of Hun Changqing's departure with a trace of mockery in their eyes.