Xuanwu War Sovereign

"A phony Great Scholar?"

The man in white flinched as if he’d been stabbed. A surge of Qi and Blood rushed to his head, turning his face crimson.

"How dare you insult me so, scoundrel?"

With an angry roar, his True Power erupted, vast and mighty. The white whip in his palm shortened, transforming into a large white brush that sketched through the Void.

"There is a righteous qi in the world, taking myriad forms. Below, it becomes the rivers and the mountains!"

With a single stroke—RUMBLE!

A torrent of ten thousand streams surged from the Void, a deluge of vapor like billions of tons of river water crashing down toward Qin Feng.

"The Divine Abilities of the Sheji Profound Sect are truly profound. This Vast Righteous Qi actually grants a Martial Artist the Golden Mouth Jade Words Skill, allowing them to commune with the qi of heaven and earth. It’s a pity that a phony Great Scholar like you has such shoddy cultivation. All you’ve summoned is ordinary water. If you had summoned billions of tons of Post-Innate True Water, I’d be drowned alive, no matter how peerless my Divine Abilities!"

As he mocked his opponent, Qin Feng’s Star River True Power surged, forming the Chaos Water Tribulation. A giant vortex materialized before him and, like a whale taking a great gulp, swallowed the entire deluge in an instant, transforming it into a torrent of pure Water Element Qi.

Inside his body, a black Black Water Demon Pill spun rapidly, greedily absorbing the roiling Water Element Qi. Nourished by the Qi, the Demon Pill grew ever more crystalline and bright. As it respired, countless ancient Runes emerged from the vast Water Element Qi to temper the entire pill.

The quality of the Demon Pill was, bit by bit, moving towards—

"Above, it becomes the sun and the stars!"

The man in white roared. A brilliant light burst from his brush, as dazzling as the sun rising in the east. It was searing hot.

But it was still useless!

Qin Feng’s gaze swept over, and the Chaos Fire Tribulation transformed into several raging flame dragons that devoured the Bright Sun whole.

The Star River True Power continuously refined this Bright Yuan Qi, converting it into Water Element Qi to nourish the Black Water Demon Pill.

With this nourishment, one-fifth of the Black Water Demon Pill instantly completed its transformation into a Middle-grade Demon Pill.

While reaping the benefits, Qin Feng didn’t forget to offer some "guidance."

"Though your Vast Energy is immense, it has form without substance. This points to two problems. First, you took a shortcut, so your True Power is flawed, leading to poor control. Second, it means that deep down, you are not as magnanimous as your Vast True Power would suggest!"

His speech paused as his gaze fell upon the grievously wounded little beast. He continued, "Perhaps your true nature is filthy, dark, harsh, and malicious!"

The man in white reacted as if his weakest spot had been struck, his eyes spewing fire as he bellowed, "Nonsense!"

"In man, it is called the vast and mighty, and it fills the entire cosmos!"

In a rage, he raised his brush and slashed it through the air. A powerful, vast, and bright wave of Vast Righteous Qi filled the universe, dyeing the sky a brilliant white.

Submerged within it, Qin Feng felt as if he would be dissolved by this vast light.

With a thought, his Star River True Power condensed into a barrier of pure white light around his body. The countless rays of light struck him but failed to do any harm.

Although the immense Vast Righteous Qi couldn’t hurt him, Qin Feng felt a distinct pressure in his heart.

’Such immense Vast Righteous Qi. This man in white clearly wields an Upper Grade inheritance object from the Sheji Profound Sect. What a shame. This is truly a pearl cast before swine!’

If this man had been like a proper practitioner from the Confucian Sect, refining this inherited Treasure step by step, Qin Feng might not have had such an easy time, even with the help of this Treasure.

’Still, this much Vast Energy is excellent nourishment for me. It would be a waste not to take it!’

Without betraying his intentions, Qin Feng’s thoughts turned, and he activated the Bone Marrow Extraction and Essence Transformation Technique.

This was a Cultivation Technique Qin Feng had created himself. Aside from when he had used it to kill a few wicked servants of the Qin Family back when his body was weak, he had kept it hidden away.

In truth, this was a Superior Martial Arts Technique.

It could do more than just extract marrow and transform essence or refine Essence Blood and vital energy.

Cultivated to its highest Realm, not only could it refine a soul’s Essence, but it could also absorb the myriad forms of Primordial Qi, achieving the Unity of all techniques.

BOOM!

An endless stream of Vast Righteous Qi descended from the sky. As Qin Feng activated the Bone Marrow Extraction and Essence Transformation Technique, a massive black hole appeared above his head.

This black hole was remarkably similar to Ye Ding’s Kunpeng Swallowing Heaven Great Divine Power.

BOOM!

An ocean of vast white light poured into Qin Feng’s body through the black hole. His Star River True Power worked ceaselessly, refining it and converting it into Black Water True Power to nourish the Black Water Demon Pill within him.

As the Demon Core refined the churning Black Water True Power, it grew ever brighter.

Countless Runes emerged, gradually covering more of its surface, from one-fifth to two-fifths, then three-fifths, and in the blink of an eye, four-fifths.

Just as it reached four-fifths, the vast white light above his head was completely devoured!

A healthy flush appeared on Qin Feng’s face.

He smiled. "Not a bad supplement!"

Staring blankly at the scene, the man in white finally understood. He had been played.

His chest heaved violently, a trace of fury appearing in his eyes.

His status in the Sheji Profound Sect was far from ordinary. He was born into luxury and held a high position. Even among the many Inner Sect Disciples of the Sheji Profound Sect, his status was exceptionally distinguished.

Even the True Disciples had to show him some respect.

He had never been toyed with like this before. What he found even more unbearable was Qin Feng’s playful attitude, which stung his arrogant pride.

’How dare this peasant insult me like this! Inhuman! He’s inhuman!’

"You little cur, if I don’t flay you alive and light you up like a human lantern today, I, Wang Yangyan, will write my name backward!"

As he spoke with venom, his expression turned solemn, and he took out a peculiar brush.

It was a strange brush indeed. The tip was pure white, even whiter and more sacred than the Fire of Hope in Qin Feng’s hand.

The shaft was an inky green, the color of jadeite or agate, carrying the vicissitudes of time and a hint of ancientness.

Looking at this peculiar brush, a look of excitement and cold malice crossed the man’s face.

This was an inherited True Artifact of the Sheji Profound Sect.

This True Artifact was an inheritance object left behind by a Confucianism Saint of the Sheji Profound Sect who had achieved Entering the Dao.

The brush had simple origins, having started as an ordinary mortal object.

But it had accompanied that Confucian Saint throughout his tumultuous life, becoming steeped in the Saint’s Saint Dao and imbued with an unbelievably grand power.

In terms of quality, it might not be a True Artifact, but in terms of the power it contained, it far surpassed ordinary True Artifacts.

The man in white could be considered a person of great fortune. When drawing lots as a child, he had unexpectedly chosen this item, and it was this item that had secured his status today.

When the brush tip moved, it startled ghosts and gods!

BOOM!

The heavens and the earth trembled!

A grand white light pierced the sky!

Within the white light, a path to the heavens flickered in and out of view.

A flicker of shock passed through Qin Feng’s eyes. This was the Path of the Saint!

From within the white light, Qin Feng could almost see the entire life of a Saint: from birth to Enlightenment, to Fusion Dao, to establishing his Dao, to creating his Dao, and finally, to standing at the very pinnacle!

Before that grand white light, Qin Feng’s figure melted in an instant, merging into that Saint Dao.

Seeing Qin Feng passively absorbed into the Saint Dao, a cold smile appeared on the man’s face.

’Hear the Dao in the morning, and you can die by evening!’

The Saint Path was undoubtedly a supreme path. Understanding it could bring endless benefits!

But how could an ordinary Martial Artist possibly comprehend the Saint Path? One misstep and he would be completely assimilated by the Dao, becoming a slave to the Saint Path, or even merging with it completely!

But soon, the smile on his face froze. A sharp Treasure Sword had silently pierced him from behind, instantly severing his Vitality.

A figure emerged silently from the Void, and a faint voice echoed in the air. "That’s not how you use a Saint’s relic. Calling you a phony Great Scholar was truly a compliment. For such a Supreme Treasure to fall into your hands... what a waste of a priceless gem!"