Translator: Noodletown Translated Editor: Noodletown Translated
When Qingfeng killed Feng Mo, everyone around was completely shocked.
Those who just thought Qingfeng would lose all stepped back in shock to hide amongst the crowd, scared that Qingfeng would come after them.
The Wolf Fang Team was especially excited, and they looked at Qingfeng with admiration.
Feng Mo was the Devil-Imperial Sect’s extremely powerful junior master, but Qingfeng killed him.
Other disciples of the Devil-Imperial sect all grew scared when they witnessed Feng Mo’s death. They had followed behind Feng Mo to protect him, and, now that he died, they will have to be punished by execution if they returned to the Devil-Imperial sect.
Everyone come and kill Qingfeng to avenge our young sect master,
said a long-haired self-cultivator as he waved his hands.
Swoosh swoosh swoosh swoosh…
Suddenly dozens of Devil-Imperial sect disciples all flourished their weapons and charged at Qingfeng, wanting to kill him to avenge Feng Mo.
Since you’re all begging to die, I’ll grant your wish,
Qingfeng smiled coldly with murderous rage.
Qingfeng channeled the fire vital essence in his body and released his inferno realm. Within three hundred meters of him, a massive fiery blaze formed that engulfed all these self-cultivators.
Ahh, these red flames are of the inferno realm! It’s our Devil-Imperial Sect’s biggest weakness, run!
Those Devil-Imperial sect disciples who were just demanding for Qingfeng’s head shouted as they scattered away.
However, they were unable to flee while trapped inside Qingfeng’s inferno realm.
After a while, those ten or so Devil-Imperial Sect Disciples were all brutally burned to death, with no remaining signs of identification.
Everyone around saw how powerful, horrific, and brutal Qingfeng was, and they all stepped back in shock.
Qingfeng had no time to deal with the onlookers’ expressions. He had to acquire the Hell Flower so he began making his way towards it again. Only with that flower could he then combat the cold dark aura of Hell.
Some lower-tier self-cultivators immediately stepped back when they saw Qingfeng’s approach, but some higher-tier self-cultivators didn’t move at all.
For example, Binger Zhao of the Sword Emperor Sect, Leng Bing of the Blade Emperor Sect, Yitian Shou of the Beast Emperor Sect, and Mengyao Fu of the Talisman Emperor Sect.
These people were already at the ninth level of the Spirit King Realm, and had nearly reached the half-step Spirit Emperor Realm, so they were not afraid of Qingfeng at all and thus didn’t move at all.
In addition, these people were junior sect masters of the four major emperor level sects, and were extremely powerful; they had plenty of treasures, techniques, and tricks.
Qingfeng arrived at the cliff and joined the other four powerful youths in the fight over the Hell Flower.
Binger Zhao, Leng Bing, and Yitian Shou all stared at Qingfeng with stiffness and alert.
They just witnessed the murder of Feng Mo committed by Qingfeng’s sword.
Even if it were these three instead, they could still kill Feng Mo, but it would take a lot of effort and wouldn’t be as easy and clean as Qingfeng. He was extremely powerful, and this alerted them.
Amongst these four powerful youths, only one wasn’t alerted by Qingfeng, which was Mengyao Fu. She looked at Qingfeng with complex feelings, but shortly afterwards, her face turned calm, as if she didn’t know Qingfeng.
However, Qingfeng had seen the complexity in Mengyao Fu’s eyes; this woman always gave him a familiar yet strange impression.
Qingfeng looked at Mengyao Fu with a temporary feeling that this woman was Mengyao Xu from Huaxia, but after he felt the great energy radiating from this woman, he shook his head.
Qingfeng knew everything about Mengyao Xu; she was just an average human, with only some boxing skills at most. In terms of self-cultivation, however, she definitely was clueless.
Binger Zhao spoke first when Qingfeng approached them, she pulled her hair back, and said,
Qingfeng, there is only one Hell Flower. Are you sure you want to fight us for it?
Qingfeng rolled his eyes when he heard Binger Zhao, what do you mean fight? The Hell Flower has no master, and so only the most powerful person deserves to have it.
Do you mean, only because you’re the daughter of the Sword Emperor Sect, you deserve to have it? Don’t be such a snob.
Qingfeng smiled lightly, and looked at Binger Zhao. He said,
I’m very interested in this Hell Flower. How about you give it to me, and maybe I’ll thank you for it.
Binger Zhao’s pretty face grew grim when she heard Qingfeng’s teasing words.
Binger Zhao was the daughter of the sect master of the number one orthodox force, the Sword Emperor Sect. Binger was definitely one of the top of the younger Huaxia self-cultivators, and everyone wanted to kiss her ass, in hopes of gaining the Sword Emperor Sect’s favour.
Certainly, Binger was only top by popularity, but Qingfeng was the top of the younger generation in actual combat strength and power.
However, Binger never succumbed to Qingfeng, because these two had never fought, and so Binger believed that she could definitely defeat Qingfeng.
This time, these two just happened to meet, and, for the Hell Flower, a fight was inevitable.
Leng Bing stepped behind Binger Zhao, he was the son of the Blade Emperor sect master, and grew up with Binger, so clearly, he stood with Binger and their common enemy was Qingfeng.
However, Qingfeng didn’t care for these two enemies that stood before him, because he had Black Puppy and Sky-Devouring Snake. Those two beasts were half-step Spirit Emperors, so they could easily defeat Binger Zhao and the others.
However, Qingfeng didn’t reveal the two, because he wanted to defeat these people with his abilities so that he could practice his combat skills. These people were just boxing bags in Qingfeng’s eyes.
Qingfeng stepped forward without a care for Binger Zhao’s feelings, as if she was the air and invisible. This immensely angered Binger Zhao.
Qingfeng, how dare you ignore me, I’ll show you my power!
Binger Zhao shouted, and pulled out her long sword.
It was a white long sword two and a half fingers wide, three and a half feet long, and was made from ten thousand year old ice.
As soon as the long sword was pulled out, it released a frigid energy, and formed a windstorm-like white frost above the realm space.
Everyone felt a deep chill that pierced to the bone, and they trembled as if it would freeze their souls.
Ice Emperor Sword!
said Black Puppy to Qingfeng as it recognized the sword instantly.
Qingfeng frowned, and asked,
What level is this Ice Emperor Sword? Is it very powerful?
Black Puppy rolled its eyes, and said,
You can tell from the name, the Ice Emperor Sword is an emperor level treasure with immense power.
