In the mountains and forests, Primordial Qi erupted violently like volcanoes, and every place was a scene of bloody battle.
This is a battle for survival between two Third-Tier Divine Ability Hall, and no one dares to relax.
" Lu Qingyan, you've actually condensed twenty-two Divine Ability Dharma Mark?!"
The opponent facing Lu Qingyan was Xu Xiong from the Golden Gang Sword Hall. At this moment, he was somewhat shocked and angry because at the hall meeting a few months ago, Lu Qingyan only had nineteen Divine Ability Dharma Mark, far behind him.
But in just a few months, Lu Qingyan actually managed to condense three Divine Ability Dharma Mark?!
If this speed were achieved by any other prodigy possessing High-Grade Divine Ability Bone, Xu Xiong would accept it, but with Lu Qingyan, Xu Xiong was unwilling to accept it.
Having spent so many years in Qingyuan Market, how could he not know Lu Qingyan's cultivation speed? It was already considered an honor to cultivate one Divine Ability Dharma Mark in a year, but suddenly he improved by three Divine Ability Dharma Mark in just a few months. How could this not arouse suspicion?
"Is it because of the Spirit Pill Jiao?"
Xu Xiong could only attribute this anomaly to the " Spirit Pill Jiao," since he had personally witnessed Lu Qingyan obtain five golden Pill Qi.
However, Lu Qingyan ignored Xu Xiong's shock and anger, and instead focused all his energy on activating his inner Primordial Qi. The Thunderfire Whip unleashed a violent thunderfire attack, wave after wave, towards Xu Xiong.
"Hmph, so what if you have twenty-two? My Primordial Qi is still stronger than yours!"
Xu Xiong sneered. Although Lu Qingyan's strength had increased dramatically, his foundation was still weaker than his. Previously, he had also improved his strength by using the three golden Pill Qi he obtained from the Spirit Pill Jiao, reaching twenty-three Divine Ability Dharma Mark.
However, their original absolute advantage has been significantly reduced, and it will likely take some effort to secure a victory.
" Lu Qingyan, stop struggling. Your Thunderfire Hall is doomed to destruction this time. Your son has probably already been killed by Zhao Changming. You might see him carrying your son's corpse if you wait a little longer."
While defusing Lu Qingyan's offensive, Xu Xiong did not forget to use his malice to attack Lu Qingyan's mind.
Lu Qingyan remained expressionless and unmoved. Zhao Changming's fifteen Divine Ability Dharma Mark did indeed appear stronger than Lu Ming's, but unfortunately, the other party did not know that when Xu Jushi of the Peach Mountain Band died at Lu Ming's hands, he had only just condensed six Divine Ability Dharma Mark.
Even he, as the father, couldn't figure out his son's methods and true intentions.
Especially in the past few months, Lu Ming has been hiding in the back mountain of the Thunderfire Hall from time to time, making some huge roaring sounds there. The faint bursts of Primordial Qi are terrifying.
Therefore, Lu Qingyan truly had no worries about Lu Ming whatsoever.
On the contrary, he was more worried about Lü Feng.
Han Feng, who disappeared from Qingyuan Market for many years, is really strong.
With the foundation of twenty-six Divine Ability Dharma Mark, he is definitely a top-tier Great Divine Ability Practitioner. If given a few more years to accumulate and develop, he may very well break through to become Divine Ability Master.
In comparison, Lü Feng's condition is not only declining, but also his potential is beginning to dry up as he gets older, making further improvement difficult.
Therefore, when he fought Han Feng, everyone could feel the pressure and strain he was under.
Once Lü Feng is defeated, Han Feng will be free to make his move, which will be a devastating blow to everyone at the Thunderfire Hall. And if they are dealt with, it will inevitably affect Lu Jin.
The other party will definitely use their lives as leverage to force Lu Jin to make a decision that is difficult to make.
Only then will they truly be in dire straits.
But where is the key to breaking this deadlock?
The difference in cultural heritage between the two museums still exists.
Time was running out, and the battle was becoming increasingly intense.
boom!
At that moment, a burst of Primordial Qi erupted from one of the battle zones, and a figure retreated in a disheveled state, coughing up blood, his body scraping across the ground, leaving a trail dozens of feet long.
Their eyes quickly met.
Then Lu Qingyan felt a sudden chill in their hearts, because the figure was none other than Lü Feng!
At this moment, he was in a terrible state, covered in blood and wounds, each one imbued with sharp Sword Qi, constantly eroding his flesh.
The Thunderfire Whip in his hand had long since dimmed.
"Pfft."
Lü Feng spat out a mouthful of blood, his face deathly pale, but he refused to fall. Supporting his broken body, he stood up unsteadily, his eyes bloodshot as he stared at the figure in front of him who was slowly approaching, holding a heavy sword.
It was Han Feng.
He was surrounded by extremely powerful Primordial Qi fluctuations, exuding a strong sense of oppression.
" Lü Feng, after all these years, you're still the same defeated opponent. Now that you've left Thunderfire Hall, you should just go back to doing your own business. Why do you have to be so foolish as to come back and get involved in these grudges? Is this something you can afford to get involved in?" Han Feng said calmly, but there was a murderous glint in his eyes.
Lü Feng grinned coldly, his teeth glistening with blood. "All my skills were taught to me by the old master. Now that Thunderfire Hall is in trouble, it is only right that I face death!"
Han Feng scoffed and nodded. "You've got guts. Since that's the case, then you can die here with your foolish stubbornness."
He cleaved his sword, unleashing a surge of Primordial Qi, ready to strike directly.
Lü Feng roared fiercely, his exhausted body channeling its last Primordial Qi in an attempt to stall for time.
boom!
However, just as Han Feng was about to make his move, a sound of wind breaking suddenly came. Han Feng's eyes turned cold, and he slashed down with his heavy sword, tearing the air apart with the blade.
laugh!
The sword seemed to have cleaved something in two, producing a dull thud, while scalding blood splattered out, pouring down towards Han Feng's face.
Han Feng activated his Primordial Qi, causing it to evaporate completely.
His gaze fell on the object that had been cleaved, and his face immediately darkened, because it was a corpse, and more importantly... it was Zhao Changming's corpse!
Zhao Changming is dead?!
This scene was also noticed by the other Great Divine Ability Practitioner on both sides, who were all momentarily stunned. Zhao Changming, who was fighting Lu Ming, was dead? What about Lu Ming?
Incredulous gazes were cast toward the spot where the corpse had flown from, and then they saw a tall, upright young man walking out from there.
The boy's youthful face was now filled with a chillingly fierce aura.
"How is this possible! Lu Ming actually killed Zhao Changming?! How did he do that?"
Xu Xiong and the others were speechless with shock, their eyes trembling wildly from the scene before them.
Lu Qingyan and the others breathed a sigh of relief.
Just as I expected!
" Han Feng, I think you're the fool. You've already left Qingyuan Market, yet you insist on jumping headfirst into this dead end." Lu Ming's cold gaze fell on Han Feng as he spoke slowly.
Han Feng looked calmly at Lu Ming and said, "In all my years of traveling around, I've never seen a more arrogant young man than you."
"I've heard you possess High-Grade Divine Ability Bone? I'm quite..."
Just as he was speaking slowly, a fierce glint suddenly flashed in Han Feng's eyes, and his body instantly transformed into a golden light, pushing his speed to the limit, and directly attacking Lu Ming like lightning.
" A-Ming, watch out!"
Lu Qingyan hurriedly shouted, "This Han Feng is a beast! A top-tier Great Divine Ability Practitioner of twenty-six Divine Ability Dharma Mark, he actually has to resort to these petty tricks to suddenly attack a mere youth!"
Although Lu Qingyan had no worries when Lu Ming clashed with Zhao Changming before, Han Feng was a different story!
The gap between the two sides is no longer something that can be bridged by any means.
Han Feng was incredibly fast; in the blink of an eye, he appeared in front of Lu Ming, his sword flashing down mercilessly.
The speed of this sword strike was so great that even Lu Qingyan and his companions would not have been able to dodge it.
"Good! Let's kill this evil little brat first!" Xu Xiong and the others were overjoyed.
A sharp, golden sword light slashed down, but just when everyone thought Lu Ming had no way to avoid it, jade-like Primordial Qi wings suddenly spread out from his back. With a flap of his wings, his figure soared into the sky.
The sword light missed its target.
Everyone froze instantly.
Even Han Feng's face showed a deep look of astonishment.
Then they all slowly looked up and saw the young man flapping his Primordial Qi wings, standing in mid-air with his arms crossed and looking down with a cold gaze.
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