Translator: Noodletown Translated Editor: Noodletown Translated
You’re on the eighth level of the Spirit King Realm?
Qingfeng asked with surprise.
Qingfeng didn’t think that this Poison Demon King before him could already be at the eighth level of the Spirit King Realm, which surprised greatly him.
Qingfeng stepped back once, but he didn’t fall back too much. At least this showed that the opponent’s power was around the same as his, because the Poison Demon King had also taken a step back.
Strictly speaking, Qingfeng had already won in the last clash, because he was only at the fifth level of the Spirit King Realm. Even though he was three levels lower than his opponent, Qingeng was still able to push his opponent back by one step.
Ever since Qingfeng trained in the Mortal Purgatory Body, he was able to battle those from various levels; even those in higher realms than him weren’t as powerful as he was.
The Poison Demon King frowned and appeared to be concerned. He didn’t think too much of Qingfeng before, but he had grown more alert now.
Qingfeng had truly shocked him. The Poison Demon King felt that he was more powerful than Qingfeng, but he had just been pushed back by Qingfeng’s attack.
You’ve trained in a powerful self-cultivation technique?
Poison Demon King asked.
Qingfeng shook his head in denial; he would never confess that he had trained in the Mortal Purgatory Body.
It was a self-cultivation technique that could lift one into immortality. If the Poison Demon King or some other self-cultivators found out, then it would be highly fought for. No one could resist such a temptation.
The Poison Demon King didn’t believe Qingfeng’s reaction.
He had read many books, and in one of those ancient books, he read that in order to fight against more powerful self-cultivators across realms with one’s physical strength, they must have trained in higher-tier self-cultivation technique.
I don’t believe what you’ve said. I must kill you and steal your treasures,
the Poison Demon King smiled coldly with murderous intent glinting in his eyes.
The Poison Demon King only wanted the demonic pill, but, now, he had changed his mind. He wanted to kill Qingfeng and steal his technique.
The Poison Demon King waved his right hand again and conjured a massive palm. The palm’s devilish energy rushed into the air and, with invincible power, it charged fiercely at Qingfeng.
Qingfeng lifted his head to see, but all he saw was a poisonous black gas before him that looked like it could kill with just one breath.
This time, the Poison Demon King had used a more poisonous gas than before, and the power of his poisonous palm had grown more devastating.
Qingfeng put away his Golden Light Sword; he smiled coldly, and shouted,
Inferno Realm.
The best way to deal with to poisonous gas were flames; fire could incinerate all of the poisonous gas, purifying the air and eliminating the poisons.
A massive Inferno Realm formed, engulfing several hundred kilometers around Qingfeng. It was filled with red flames and was incredibly hot, burning up all the poisonous gas inside.
Crackle crackle!
The flame burned up the poisonous gas, and, as it sounded loudly, caused all the air around to shake.
The black poisonous gas might have been powerful, but, as it clashed with the fierce flame, it was like it met its match, its natural enemy.
Suddenly, the poisonous gas was burnt up by the hot flames and disappeared.
The massive poisonous palm lost its poisonous gas, and only a palm was left charging at Qingfeng.
Naturally Qingfeng was not scared. He lashed out with his right fist, and formed a massive fist out of his vital essence. With massive power, it charged forward and clashed onto the palm.
As the fist crashed into the palm, a loud bang sounded, and the air exploded.
Bang bang!!
Qingfeng and the Poison Demon King both took a step back; their powers were seemingly equal again.
Gravity realm! Storm realm!
Qingfeng shouted, and immediately used his two other realm powers.
These two realm strengths were extremely powerful.
A massive power drew in the earth and sucked in Poison Demon King’s body.
The other one released fierce wind, and it blew away all the remaining poisonous gas off of the Poison Demon King.
After Qingfeng trapped the Poison Demon King in place, he didn’t use sword technique or fist technique.
Because Qingfeng knew, these two attacks were already used before, and they didn’t seem to have much effect on the Poison Demon King.
Therefore, Qingfeng directly used his realm powers this time.
Qingfeng knew his realm powers were very strong, much stronger than his enemy’s realm power.
The Poison Demon King had mastered a realm, but it was only the Poisonous Realm.
Shortly after the Poisonous Realm was released, Qingfeng released his Inferno Realm without another word to burn his opponent’s poisonous realm. Then he used his Storm Realm to blow away all the residual poisonous gas on his opponent.
Qingfeng then mentally took out the Golden Calabash from his interspatial ring.
Qingfeng opened the cap of Golden Calabash and shot out a ray of golden energy at the Poison Demon King. The golden energy was very sharp; it tore through the air and fiercely pierced into the Poison Demon King’s body.
The ray punctured a massive hole through the Demon King’s body, and his blood poured out everywhere.
The Poison Demon King might have been very powerful, but he was useless before the golden energy.
The Poison Demon King was a master at the eighth level of the Spirit King Realm, so he naturally had his treasures. However. when the golden energy piercing through his body, he immediately came to realize how powerful the Golden Calabash was.
From his interspatial ring, he took out a black shield the size of a palm.
With one of the Poison Demon King’s chants, the shield began to transform, and it grew to the height of a person. It perfectly blocked the Poison Demon King from the Golden energy’s attack.
No one knew what this black shield was made of. It was extremely strong, and even Qingfeng’s Golden energy couldn’t pierce through it.
Qingfeng frowned, and shock appeared in his eyes. No one could beat him after he had acquired the Golden Calabash, and no one could block the Calabash’s Golden energy.
However today, the Golden energy was blocked by the Poison Demon King’s black shield.
The Dark Night Emperor whispered to Qingfeng,
This black shield is no average shield. It was once used by saints, so it can block your Golden Calabash’s attack.
Qingfeng suddenly realized when he heard Dark Night Emperor, and he nodded.
The Golden Saint had once used the Golden Calabash in Qingfeng’s hands.
However, the black shield in Poison Demon King’s hands was once used by a saint as well.
Since both of these treasures were originally used by saints, it was natural for the exchange of attacks to end in a draw.
However, Qingfeng knew that he had to use the golden energy of the Golden Calabash to attack the black shield. If he used his fist or sword techniques, then he wouldn’t be the black shield’s opponent.
This black shield was a spiritual device once used by the Poison Saint. It had a great background and was no weaker than Qingfeng’s Golden Calabash.
