The Kill
"Capture him at once. I want to probe his sea of consciousness." Mo Shang gripped his halberd in one hand and immediately chopped down at Lei Chong.
As Mo Shang launched his attack, Han Tian quietly took a few steps back.
Lei Chong's gaze was sharp as lightning. His eyes fixed on Han Tian in the crowd, and his killing intent surged out in an instant.
Han Tian had obtained the Kunpeng runic bone, but being besieged by everyone made it difficult for him to escape. That was why he had chosen to divert the trouble eastward, drawing everyone's attention to Lei Chong.
With everyone distracted, he could take the opportunity to leave at once.
"Leave the runic bone behind?" Lei Chong shouted. He pulled out a feather fan, sent Mo Shang flying with a punch, and charged after the fleeing Han Tian.
Lei Chong's punch injured Mo Shang. If not for the divine armor he wore, he truly might have died with his Dao extinguished, leaving nothing behind.
No one paid Mo Shang any attention. Instead, they all fixed their eyes on Lei Chong, and seeing him pursue Han Tian so closely, they immediately understood a great deal.
There was no shortage of meticulous thinkers among the cultivators present. One glance at Han Tian was enough for them to understand his intentions completely.
Some cultivators immediately changed direction and surrounded Han Tian.
For he still held a runic bone fragment in his hand.
Boom!
Lei Chong gave a gentle wave, and countless runes soared into the sky.
A sea of runes swept over Mo Shang. The cultivators approaching nearby were all blown away by the fan and torn to pieces by the runes.
The immense shockwave instantly drew everyone's attention.
"The Five Fowl Fan?" someone immediately exclaimed, recognizing the fan.
"No, something's not right." Others also noticed something amiss: the fan's power was not as terrifying as the legends claimed.
While exploring the Kunpeng Nest, Lei Chong had found some true feathers in a corner. He had gathered five of them and refined this fan.
It could not yet be considered the Five Fowl Fan; it possessed only a portion of its power.
That wave just now had unleashed the power of the true feathers on the fan.
That power was very scattered and could not unleash its true might.
Of course, Lei Chong was also nurturing other treasures in his Heavenly Passage.
But they were all rough, unfinished objects. Although they had been left behind by the Kunpeng, they could not unleash their true might and consumed an enormous amount of magical power.
Even so, some people still set their sights on the fan.
After all, the materials used to make it were genuine Primal True Feathers.
If they could obtain it and take it back to properly refine it, they believed it would not be long before they could turn it into a true Five Fowl Fan.
Whoosh!
Seeing no way out, Han Tian took the initiative and attacked Lei Chong.
He casually blew out a breath, and countless runes turned into flames. As though they would burn the entire hall to collapse, they swept toward Lei Chong.
Swish!
Lei Chong waved the Five Fowl Fan in his hand, and runes poured out like a gale.
The runes swept the flames back, sending them toward Han Tian instead.
The flames were so terrifying that Han Tian was thrown into a panic. Had the Divine Illumination Lamp not absorbed them, he would already have been reduced to ashes.
Swish!
A golden-yellow sharp light cleaved through the runes and slashed toward the space between Lei Chong's brows.
Like a young devil god, Mo Shang used his halberd to part the runes and charged at Lei Chong with terrifying might.
The punch that had gravely injured him just now had not made the youth retreat. Instead, he charged back into battle with his halberd.
"Where do you think you're going? Leave the runic bone behind!" Lei Chong showed no fear. Instead, he shouted and charged at Mo Shang.
Lei Chong's shout immediately brought everyone to their senses.
Wasn't their main purpose in coming to the Kunpeng Nest to obtain the Kun Peng Precious Technique?
Why resort to doing something useless over mere speculation?
Besides, Mo Shang currently had two Kunpeng runic bone fragments in his possession.
Everyone turned their attention to Mo Shang and attacked him.
"Out of my way! Anyone who blocks me dies!" Mo Shang shouted as he fought to break through.
With Mo Shang no longer blocking him, Lei Chong turned and charged at Han Tian. The Divine Illumination Lamp was a fine treasure, and he had to seize it from him.
Han Tian was a genius of the Flame Fish Clan, and his own strength was already formidable. With the protection of the Divine Illumination Lamp as well, he was nearly invincible here, so Lei Chong wanted to test his own method and the power of the Divine Illumination Lamp.
From the time he had begun cultivating until now, he had never fought anyone. He knew his own identity and knew he was much stronger than others, but just how much stronger he was remained to be tested against someone.
Here in the Kunpeng Nest, everyone could only use Spirit Transformation Realm cultivation. Only at the same realm could he verify how much stronger he was than others.
Today, he could also take this opportunity to test the level of the cultivators outside.
Hum!
Han Tian raised his war spear high in one hand, and a gigantic phantom appeared behind him. Like an ancient devil god, it emanated a terrifying pressure.
This was a method of the Flame Fish Clan, one Han Tian had long since mastered.
Boom!
As Han Tian slowly lowered his body, the enormous phantom began to descend. The entire hall rumbled, as though even the void was about to collapse under the pressure.
At the sight of the enormous phantom, the surrounding cultivators' expressions changed.
"The Flame Fish Clan's divine phantom! Han Tian has actually reached this level of comprehension."
"As expected, the descendants of gods are not to be underestimated."
"Who cares who he is? We have to get the Kunpeng Method."
Most of the cultivators looked utterly grave and silently withdrew from the two men's battlefield. Others had a gleam in their eyes, clearly preparing a backup move.
Lei Chong narrowed his eyes slightly. His interest had been piqued a little, and he wanted to see just how much the geniuses of the lower realm were worth.
Boom!
Lei Chong moved his hands, and countless bolts of lightning emerged from the void.
Finally, under Lei Chong's guidance, the lightning rapidly took shape and joined together, forming a purple Suanni that roared toward the sky.
He had used the Thunder Emperor Technique's methods to condense the lightning into a Suanni.
This was one of the Thunder Emperor Technique's minor tricks. The opponent certainly would not have been able to withstand the true Thunder Emperor Technique, even if both of them were at the Spirit Transformation Realm.
Purple lightning coiled around the Suanni, which gave off terrifying fluctuations.
Swish!
Han Tian thrust his crimson war spear in Lei Chong's direction.
Once Han Tian moved, the phantom behind him moved as well. Holding a phantom war spear, it thrust toward Lei Chong.
Roar!
As Lei Chong's hand seal changed, the golden Suanni roared and charged forward.
Boom!
The Suanni crashed into the divine phantom, and countless bolts of lightning exploded in an instant, filling the entire hall and lighting it up.
The lightning contained terrifying destructive power, and it instantly engulfed the divine phantom.
Like chains, the bolts of lightning wrapped around the divine phantom.
As the chains tightened bit by bit, the divine phantom began to grow thin.
Amid the terrifying light, the divine phantom crumbled inch by inch.
Han Tian, whose face had been completely calm, instantly turned ashen.
His opponent's mastery of the lightning path far surpassed anyone he had ever seen.
After destroying the divine phantom, the Suanni continued to pounce toward him.
"That's it?" Lei Chong was somewhat speechless. This was only the crudest condensation of lightning in the Thunder Emperor Technique, yet he had not expected his opponent to be unable to withstand even one blow.
Han Tian's expression changed, and he hurriedly raised the bronze lamp in his left hand. As he blew out a breath, a runic flame soared into the sky.
Hum!
The runic flame gave off terrifying heat, as though it would burn the void itself apart.
Under the scorching flame, the Suanni instantly turned into runes and vanished.
Whoosh!
Seeing the Suanni destroyed by the Divine Illumination Lamp, Han Tian's eyes immediately filled with delight. He turned the lamp and blew the flames toward Lei Chong.
The terrifying flames spread, completely enveloping Lei Chong.
The Divine Illumination Lamp's flames were indeed terrifying. They exceeded the Kunpeng Nest's suppression and could deal damage at the Inscription Realm, which pleased him greatly.
But with his immunity to magical power, these flames could not hurt him.
"Let's end this." Lei Chong had lost interest in testing him.
Swish!
A streak of lightning suddenly broke through the flames and slashed toward Han Tian's face.
Han Tian's expression changed drastically. He had never expected his opponent to disregard the Divine Illumination Lamp and attack him from within the flames.
Han Tian immediately dodged to the side, trying to evade Lei Chong's strike.
Pfft!
The lightning transformed into a heavenly blade and pierced straight through Han Tian's body. The thought of fleeing had only just occurred to him when his body split into countless pieces.
I've recently noticed a problem: many readers exaggerate the strength of an Immortal King's descendants, constantly talking about how strong the Imperial Clans are. Honestly, that shows they haven't read the original carefully. Imperial Clan members are indeed very strong, but they fall far short of an Immortal King in his youth. There's a very good example: He Wushuang and Mo Xian. He Wushuang was stronger than the Imperial Clans, so he became an Immortal King. Mo Xian was on par with the Imperial Clans, so Mo Xian ultimately became a True Immortal. If you still think there's a problem, you can look at chapter 1,662 of the original. The very first sentence of that chapter already makes it clear that an Immortal King in his youth was far stronger than his Imperial Clan descendants. And things like returning to one's ancestral roots also prove that the ancestors were stronger than their descendants.
The second point is the protagonist measuring himself against Han Tian. Many people don't understand this move, so I'll explain briefly. First, the protagonist has no combat experience at all, and he's about to enter the Array Formation Realm. He doesn't know where he stands, but he has read the original and knows how Shi Hao performed in battle. After Shi Hao reached the consummate level of the Spirit Transformation Realm, he fought Mo Shang to a standstill, and Mo Shang and Han Tian were evenly matched. So measuring himself against Han Tian is equivalent to measuring himself against Mo Shang, which is equivalent to measuring himself against Shi Hao. Then, based on Shi Hao's performance in the original, he can know what kind of venerables he can fight after entering the Array Formation Realm. That way, he'll have a clear idea. Without this simple measurement, the protagonist would be like a headless fly. Wouldn't that make him a fucking idiot? Besides, Shi Hao originally belonged to an Imperial Clan to begin with. Weren't the earliest kings of the Primordial Imperial City Immortal King-level existences? Later, after going through nirvana repeatedly, he surpassed them in reverse.