Urban Invincible Overlord

Jiang Xinyun’s face turned pale.

She clearly sensed the aura erupting from Yang Fei’s body—this was the aura of the late stage Core Formation!

In the midst of this chase, he actually broke through on the spot?

"How is that possible..."

Jiang Xinyun muttered to herself, a chilling sense of unprecedented coldness surging within her heart. She had seen geniuses, had seen prodigies, but never had she seen someone able to break through realms so effortlessly and casually in the midst of hunting down an enemy, right before their eyes. It completely overturned her understanding.

What made her feel even more despair was that as Yang Fei broke through to the late stage Core Formation, his instant teleportation distance immediately leaped from eight hundred meters to twelve hundred meters, each flash was further and faster than before.

She had used a precious fourth rank Divine Movement Talisman to create some distance, but it was being shortened at an eye-visible speed.

"Even though you are a Second Generation Immortal from Wangxian Sect, exceedingly wealthy, I am curious to see how many more Divine Rank Godspeed Talismans you still have on you," Yang Fei’s voice came from behind, laden with mockery and ridicule.

Jiang Xinyun’s heart shuddered, her silver teeth tightly clenched.

Indeed, she only had one divine talisman left—a fourth rank attack type divine talisman, gifted to her by the elders of her family as a last-resort trump card.

According to her original plan, this talisman was supposed to be used against an old monster of the Nascent Soul Stage, using it against Yang Fei, a Core Formation Stage Cultivator, seemed like a dreadful waste.

But now...

Jiang Xinyun bit her lip, quickly calculating the time in her heart. She had already informed Lu Jianxing from Qinghe County, as long as she could hold on a bit longer, until Lu Jianxing arrived, she wouldn’t have to use this last-resort trump card.

However, the increasingly close aura behind her told her that she probably couldn’t wait until that moment.

Yang Fei’s figure kept flashing in the void, each instant teleportation skillfully shortening the distance between them.

When he was less than three miles away from Jiang Xinyun, he suddenly stopped, formed a gesture with his right hand, and an invisible binding force enveloped Jiang Xinyun.

"Stay here for me!"

Yang Fei shouted lowly, that force covered Jiang Xinyun like a giant net.

Jiang Xinyun’s complexion slightly changed, her reactions were swift, as the long sword in her hand formed a blue sword flower, crisscrossing sword aura to cut apart that binding force.

"Your swordsmanship is exquisite, yet still inadequate against me, if these are your only tricks, then you should obediently surrender."

By leveraging instant teleportation, Yang Fei could easily dodge the sharp attacks of the opponent’s swordsmanship, and attacks from Fireball Technique, Thunder Skill as well as some talismans were utterly useless against Yang Fei, who could teleport twelve hundred meters.

Without needing the Soul Binding Rope, Ten Directions Heavenly Furnace, or even Extreme Fire Demon Pearl, these powerful magic treasures, Yang Fei could easily suppress Jiang Xinyun solely relying on his own realm techniques.

This sensation brought Yang Fei great satisfaction, restoring much of his confidence.

After all, previously, when battling cultivators of the same stage, he often relied on the power of magic treasures, but crushing opponents solely by his own realm cultivation felt entirely different.

Jiang Xinyun’s face bore an iron fury, she knew Yang Fei was speaking the truth. After Yang Fei broke through to the late stage Core Formation, the disparity in their strengths had broadened to an insurmountable degree. Her full-force Green Lotus Sword Technique couldn’t even touch the hem of his clothing.

"You dare to push me!" Jiang Xinyun suddenly yelled fiercely, her long sword horizontally before her, while her other hand already pressed on the waist storage bag, "My grandfather is Jiang Daozu of Wangxian Sect, a Divinity Transformation Realm master! If you dare touch me, even if you’re a disciple of Shang Qing Sect, I swear there’ll be no place for you in the entire Cultivation World, Yang Fei!"

"What does it matter if he’s Divinity Transformation?" Yang Fei sneered, "You think, because your grandfather is a Divinity Transformation Realm master, I wouldn’t dare to kill you? Since hostility has already been established, letting you go back would only be nursing a viper, and the stronger your background and power, the more reason I have to silence you permanently."

As his words fell, Yang Fei’s figure flashed, suddenly appearing in front of Jiang Xinyun, his right hand extended, five fingers forming claws, aiming for her neck.

"You seek death!"

A flicker of ruthlessness crossed Jiang Xinyun’s eyes, unable to bear any more hesitation, and the attack-type life-saving divine talisman that had long been gripped in her hand was instantly activated.

Seeing the talisman, a string of mysterious patterns flowed indefinitely, emitting a terrifying aura that sent chills down one’s spine.

"Fourth rank Divine Talisman: Golden Flame Heavenly Thunder!"

Jiang Xinyun shouted lowly, the talisman in her hand abruptly erupted with blinding golden light, a destructive aura instantly permeating outward. The golden light transformed into an enormous golden thunder, carrying the golden flames capable of incinerating all that lay before it, striking down towards Yang Fei!

The might of this strike was enough to make even early stage Nascent Soul old monsters cautious.

Yang Fei’s pupils contracted, an unprecedented sense of terrifying crisis engulfing his entire body.

The terrifying power!

This kind of power was absolutely not something he could brace himself against.

Without a moment’s hesitation, he directly communicated with the Extreme Fire Demon Pearl to flee.

"Boom boom boom——"

The golden thunder instantaneously shattered the void where Yang Fei had been.

At least tens of thousands of cubic space was shredded into pieces by the thunder, unless there was a Daluo Golden Immortal Level Physical Body Realm master, no cultivator’s body could withstand such an impactful blow.

Jiang Xinyun felt an overwhelming joy, sensing that region entirely devoid of Yang Fei’s presence, with not an inkling of his aura around, she couldn’t help but laugh manically, "This is the price of chasing after me. Breaking through to the late stage Core Formation is impressive, is it? Want to kill me, you’re still too tender..."

Suddenly, she shut her mouth, an expression of deep terror surfacing in her bright eyes.

From the void shattered by the Golden Flame Heavenly Thunder, Yang Fei’s figure emerged conspicuously.

His body appeared as if it had not moved from there at all.

Jiang Xinyun drew in a sharp breath, exhibiting a look akin to witnessing a ghost, involuntarily rubbing her eyes.

She had never imagined that after expending her only fourth rank attack talisman, she still hadn’t managed to harm Yang Fei in the slightest!

"You..."

Jiang Xinyun opened her mouth, her voice trembling, feeling utterly horrified.

Her throat felt parched, struggling to speak.

How could it be possible?

She clearly saw him being blasted to ashes by the Golden Flame Heavenly Thunder just a moment ago, so why did he suddenly reappear here?

Seeing a ghost?

Cultivators are unfazed by ghosts, particularly experts of her level, but now she was tingling with unease, feeling as if she had truly seen a ghost.

Yang Fei observed her terrified expression, greatly pleased, coldly chuckled, "And you think you can kill me with just your paltry means? Is there any stronger technique, bring it all out, otherwise there will be no second chance."

Yang Fei spoke while approaching Jiang Xinyun, preparing to end the battle.

Yet, suddenly his heart jolted, his expression drastically changed, his body instantly froze.

A formidable divine sense swept from the void, its presence obscure and profound, had he not broken through to the late stage Core Formation where his divine sense significantly augmented, he might not have noticed it.

Someone is watching?

And despite his divine sense being strong, he couldn’t pinpoint this person’s specific location, evidently indicating their realm was at least at the middle stage Nascent Soul.