Chapter 579: Kill

Pang Fei certainly recognized Zhu Ju, but he clearly had no intention of showing mercy.

He thrust out his five fingers like an Azure Dragon’s Claw, aiming straight for Zhu Ju’s Dantian.

If this claw were to land, it would surely tear through Skin and Flesh, shatter Tendon and Bone, and directly cripple his Cultivation.

HUMMM…

A layer of invisible, Powerful Qi materialized from thin air, blocking his Claw Force.

“Eh?”

Pang Fei raised an eyebrow.

“This Strength…”

“The Divine Heaven Sect’s Giant Spirit Divine Skill!”

As True Martial and Divine Heaven were the two great Sects of the age, the Wenda Sect knew their legacies like the back of its hand.

The Giant Spirit Divine Skill wasn’t a core True Inheritance of the Divine Heaven Sect, but it was a shortcut in Martial Arts Cultivation.

The upper limit for this skill was only the Third Grade, so core disciples and True Disciples wouldn’t choose it.

However, as long as one had enough resources, progress with the Giant Spirit Divine Skill was incredibly fast, making it the choice of many Outer Sect Disciples. After all, if they could cultivate the Giant Spirit Dharma Form and reach the Third Grade, they could still secure a place for themselves in the Divine Heaven Sect.

These kinds of Third-Grade experts were also known as Guardians.

“Hmph!”

Pang Fei snorted coldly upon seeing this.

“I didn’t expect you to have ties to the Divine Heaven Sect. In that case, I have even more reason not to let you live.”

As he spoke, he stepped forward again. Wisps of electricity arced between his five fingers as he suddenly stabbed forward.

Thunder Dragon Claw!

This was a legacy technique of the Wenda Sect.

It fused Qi Blood with the world’s Thunder Power, which could not only strengthen one’s own body but also boost the power of their Martial Skills.

As the claw shot out,

a low rumble of thunder echoed.

With his Cultivation at the upper Sixth Grade, he could easily tear through gold and stone; mortal flesh stood no chance.

SWISH!

Zhu Ju, who had been sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed, suddenly snapped them open. A faint anger glinted in his eyes as he raised a hand to meet the attack.

His movement seemed slow but was actually fast, intercepting the incoming electric claw head-on before it reached his chest.

BANG!

Powerful Qi, visible to the naked eye, erupted from the point of contact. The river water was violently thrown backward, and the mountain rock beneath the two of them shattered into pieces.

“How can this be?”

Pang Fei’s expression changed drastically.

“Your Qi Blood…”

He was clearly only at the middle of the Seventh Grade in Cultivation, yet his Qi Blood Burst could contend with his own without being at a disadvantage.

No!

He was even faintly gaining the upper hand!

“Are all the people from the Wenda Sect so impolite?”

Zhu Ju slowly rose to his feet. His voice was even, but it carried an undercurrent of irrepressible fury.

“Harassing me time and again… Do you really think I am such an easy target?”

WHOOSH…

His roaring fury seemed to take physical form as his figure appeared before Pang Fei as if by Instant Teleportation.

Giant Spirit Fist!

The Qi Blood of a mid-Seventh-Grade Martial Artist gathered outside his body, forming a giant figure that clenched its five fingers into a fist and smashed down fiercely.

“Fist Intent!”

The other man and woman had originally worn relaxed expressions. They had shown surprise when Zhu Ju blocked Pang Fei’s attack, but now their faces changed drastically.

“Stop!”

With a furious roar, the two of them charged forward.

‘Fist Intent?’

Pang Fei’s cheeks twitched, his eyes trembling.

‘This isn’t just Fist Intent. His Fist Force connects to the void itself, and it even carries a hint of Dao Yun.’

Grasping Dao Yun was related to whether one could advance to the Upper Three Grades; many Fourth-Grade experts couldn’t achieve it.

With the enhancement of Fist Intent and Dao Yun, his Seventh-Grade Qi Blood erupted with power comparable to the Fifth Grade.

“ARGH!”

Pang Fei roared. A short rod appeared in his hand, and his body flickered with electric light as countless overlapping afterimages of the rod suddenly appeared.

Thunder Falcon Skyward Charge Form!

The rod in his hand was a Sixth-Grade Qi Blood Divine Weapon that was compatible with the Method he cultivated.

In an instant,

thunder light surged and arcs of electricity danced as countless afterimages of the rod struck at the Fist Force.

BOOM!

RUMBLE…

The two figures collided, and furious Strength radiated outwards as billowing dust and smoke obscured their forms.

In just a few breaths’ time.

BANG!

A figure was sent flying out of the chaos, tumbling several times upon landing before all signs of life vanished.

“Junior Brother!”

“Junior Brother Pang!”

The man and woman’s expressions changed drastically. The woman roared in fury,

“How dare you kill someone from the Wenda Sect?”

“What else?” Zhu Ju flexed his wrist. The Qi Blood All Over his Body seethed, seeming as if it were about to break through to the upper Seventh Grade.

“Was I supposed to let him kill me, but I’m not allowed to kill him? Where in the world does such logic exist?”

“…”

The pair’s faces were grim.

They hadn’t expected Zhu Ju to be so ruthless, and they certainly hadn’t expected Pang Fei to be defeated so quickly.

So quickly that they didn’t even have time to try and save him.

CLANG…

A saber and a sword were drawn at the same time. The sharp killing intent was so palpable it seemed to carve gullies into the ground.

Zhu Ju’s eyes narrowed, his expression turning solemn.

‘A Fourth-Grade Qi Blood Divine Weapon?’

The individual Qi Blood Divine Weapons of the pair before him were only Sixth Grade, but together, they were equivalent to a Fourth-Grade weapon.

Not only that…

SWOOSH!

The saber and sword transformed into intersecting halos of black and white light that shot forward, like a pair of scissors that could cut through anything.

Even with Zhu Ju’s formidable Physical Body and dense Qi Blood, he still felt as if he were about to be torn apart.

CRASH…

The Bright Armor instantly covered him All Over the Body.

Zhu Ju’s figure flickered. The Qi Blood surged All Over his Body, and a Giant Spirit Illusion materialized on the battlefield.

Power!

BOOM!

Within a thirty-foot radius of where he stood, the air churned violently, forming something like an invisible shield.

Any attack that drew near would be rapidly weakened.

“A Dharma Realm?”

The man and woman’s expressions twisted.

“Who in the world are you?”

A Seventh-Grade Martial Artist comprehending Martial Arts True Intent and a Qi Blood Dharma Form was an extremely rare situation, but not unheard of.

After all, a genius with heaven-defying Comprehension would pop up every now and then.

But to comprehend a Dharma Realm from a Qi Blood Dharma Form required more than just outstanding Comprehension; one must have also genuinely experienced that Realm.

In other words…

Zhu Ju must have once been a Third-Grade expert. Otherwise, it would be impossible for him to manifest a Dharma Realm from his Qi Blood.

“Possession!”

“A Dharma Realm?” Zhu Ju spoke.

“Is that what you call this technique? A Dharma Realm?”

“Fusing one’s Essence, Qi, and Spirit with their own Martial Arts to influence the rules of heaven and earth within a certain range… Calling it a Dharma Realm is rather fitting.”

“Hmph!” the man snorted coldly.

“So what if you’re a possessed expert from the Upper Three Grades?”

“Right now, you’re just a Seventh Grade. Your Qi Blood is weak. No matter how strong your Dharma Realm is, how much of its power can you actually use?”

“Kill!”

The black and white light twisted toward him again. With a fierce snip, it made the Dharma Realm tremble violently.

Even so,

two cracks appeared on the surface of his Bright Armor.

Zhu Ju wasn’t the only one capable of fighting above his Realm. As Inner Sect Disciples of the Wenda Sect, this man and woman, despite being at the Sixth Grade of Cultivation, also had a record of killing a Fifth-Grade Martial Artist.

Taiyi Splitting Light Technique!

Yang Flame Saber!

Yin Burning Sword!

Add to that a married couple of upper Sixth-Grade Martial Artists who were perfectly in sync, and they were more than capable of handling most Fifth-Grade Experts.

No matter how profound Zhu Ju’s Realm was, he was still limited by his Cultivation and ultimately a bit weaker.

In fact, if not for the protection of his Bright Armor, his Physical Body would have long since been sliced into pieces by his opponents.

SWISH!

BOOM…

Two streaks of light, each dozens of feet long, crisscrossed back and forth, and a single figure flickered rapidly within them.

His ability to move was gradually being restricted.

The surrounding mountain rocks and giant trees shattered and collapsed one after another.

The three exchanged blows rapidly. The husband and wife from the Wenda Sect dared not be the slightest bit careless; they had personally witnessed Pang Fei’s fate. A single small mistake, once caught, had resulted in his immediate death.

Their opponent’s Realm was far superior to theirs. For now, their only strategy was to overwhelm him with pure power and not show any openings.

Otherwise,

the outcome would be uncertain!

WHOOSH…

Suddenly,

the Five-Colored Divine Light descended from the sky. The wildly advancing saber and sword abruptly faltered, and the pair’s expressions changed drastically.

‘A Third-Grade Qi Blood Divine Weapon!’

BOOM!

A house-sized black shadow, wreathed in the Five-Colored Divine Light, descended from the sky and slammed down ferociously.