Divine Wilderness Dragon Emperor

In Ling Fei's mind, silhouettes from the Meteor Sword Manual flickered into view.

Figures were dancing with their swords, their bodies like meteors streaking across the Void.

Then, a starry sky filled with meteors appeared.

Meteor after meteor streaked across the Void.

Ling Fei had already watched these scenes tens of thousands of times.

In the past, Ling Fei had believed the Mystical of Meteor was all about speed.

But looking at it again, he realized it wasn't so simple.

'A meteor streaks across the Void, ignoring all external forces, its momentum unchanging... If my heart remains unchanged... Yes, my heart remains unchanged.' A look of sudden understanding flashed in Ling Fei's eyes.

'My heart is like a meteor.' Ling Fei's eyes lit up. 'Only when the heart, the sword, and the intent are one can the Sword Intent be truly unleashed.'

With a single thought, all distracting thoughts vanished from Ling Fei's mind. No matter how ferocious the Overlapping Waves Palm before him was, his heart remained constant, like a meteor streaking across the Void, like a True Dragon lunging forward. The Sword Dao Mystical merged with his heart and converged at the tip of his Long Sword. The Sword Intent transformed into a beam of light, unstoppable in its path.

BANG!

When Ling Fei's Sword Intent erupted, the Overlapping Waves Palm shattered wherever the tip of his sword passed.

This was already Zheng Yishui's sixth strike of the Overlapping Waves Palm. Ling Fei's Sword Momentum had weakened, and it looked like he was about to be crushed by the coming seventh palm. However, this sudden eruption of Sword Intent caused the palm attack to disintegrate.

This scene left all the spectating Cultivators with looks of astonishment.

"What's going on?" The disciples of Water Essence Peak were bewildered.

Just a moment ago, Ling Fei's Sword Momentum was clearly fading, his speed had slowed down. How did he suddenly erupt with such powerful Sword Momentum?

Even Zheng Yishui looked astonished.

He hastily retreated.

BANG!

But as he retreated, Ling Fei's sword strike had already shattered the seventh strike of his Overlapping Waves Palm.

A flash of sword light appeared before him, stabbing forward like a meteor. Contained within that Meteor Sword was a hint of a True Dragon's Might. The Dragon's Might made his blood churn as if he were being assaulted by a thousand True Dragons, and a sharp pain shot through his bones. It wasn't hard to imagine that if this sword strike hit him, he would be severely injured.

However, as he retreated, he discovered that the sword light was already right in front of him, making retreat impossible.

He could only take it head-on, but the Sword Momentum—just its aftershock—was like a frenzied dragon, causing the Water Essence around him to collapse.

If the sword itself reached him, how could he possibly defend himself?

A sense of powerlessness washed over him.

Zheng Yishui knew he had lost this match.

'Did Ling Fei just gain control of the True Sword Dao Intent?' Seeing this, the eyes of Water Essence Peak's Peak Master flashed on the high platform.

Comprehending the True Sword Dao Intent was just that—comprehension. It meant one had understood it.

However, controlling the True Sword Dao Intent was another level entirely.

Control meant one could use this True Sword Dao Intent to fight enemies.

The Ling Fei from just now had clearly gained control of the True Sword Dao Intent.

"Haha, not bad." On the high platform, Sect Leader Yuan laughed heartily. At the same time, with a wave of his hand, Zheng Yishui, who had been forced into a position where he couldn't defend himself, was swept onto the platform.

WHOOSH!

Only after landing on the high platform did Zheng Yishui manage to steady himself, still shaken.

"Thank you for intervening, Sect Leader." He then quickly bowed to Sect Leader Yuan.

"No need for that. You are also a rare genius. If you continue to work hard, you will surely become a pillar of our Lingyun Sect," Sect Leader Yuan said with a smile.

The talent Zheng Yishui had just displayed was truly rare.

If he hadn't run into Ling Fei, few geniuses at the same level could have defeated him.

"I will definitely cultivate diligently." Zheng Yishui nodded solemnly. Then, his gaze shifted, and he couldn't help but look toward the opposing stage.

There, Ling Fei had already retracted his Sword Momentum.

But as he stood there, the aura emanating from him was like that of a Swordsmanship Master, inspiring involuntary respect.

"Did he... have a breakthrough just now?" Zheng Yishui murmured.

Thinking of this, his heart filled with bitterness.

Originally, he had wanted to compete with Ling Fei in Martial Arts.

But now, it seemed he was merely a stepping stone on Ling Fei's path of Martial Arts.

While Zheng Yishui's eyes showed his dejection, the disciples from Water Essence Peak below the stage were all completely stunned.

Just a moment ago, they had all thought Ling Fei was about to lose.

Many of them had doubted his talent.

But now, the crowd was speechless, unsure of what to say.

"Haha, Ling Fei is indeed a rare genius. Perhaps some disciples have a higher level of comprehension than him right now, but his perceptiveness is greater. He can start from behind and surpass them. Just give him enough time, and the next time they meet, those who fought him today will only be able to look up to him," Peak Master Cheng of the Martial Vein said with a smile.

When they were at the Martial Vein, he had seen Ling Fei improve four times in a row.

He never expected that on this trip to Water Essence Peak, he would witness Ling Fei improve yet again.

He was now thoroughly impressed by this young man.

"I've never seen such a genius either!" several of the accompanying elders from the Martial Vein sighed in admiration.

'To achieve Sword Enlightenment in an instant... he's truly strong.' Below the stage, the eyes of a young man in a white-patterned robe flashed. He looked at Ling Fei with a face full of respect.

This young man was none other than another genius from Water Essence Peak, Yang Yu.

"It seems the previous rumors were true."

"That's right. The most important thing for a Cultivator is perceptiveness. To achieve Sword Enlightenment in an instant... such talent is terrifying. No wonder Ling Fei has such a reputation and is hailed as a once-in-a-millennium genius." After hearing the words of the elders on the high platform, the disciples below the stage also had looks of realization.

Indeed. Perhaps some people were stronger than Ling Fei at present, but their talent couldn't compare to his. Given time, Ling Fei was certain to surpass them all. How could talent be judged solely by one's current level of Cultivation? To truly judge, one had to look at a person's perceptiveness. And Ling Fei's perceptiveness clearly surpassed everyone present.

"Haha, Peak Master Zheng, why not let your other genius have a try?" Yuan Lang the Pill Master was overjoyed, turning his head to look at Peak Master Zheng.

"Yang Yu, go and have a friendly spar with Ling the Pill Master," Peak Master Zheng said with a smile.

Although Zheng Yishui's defeat had cost Water Essence Peak a bit of face, he was still inwardly delighted by Ling Fei's performance.

After all, the Peak Master of Water Essence Peak had been very optimistic about Ling Fei from the very beginning!

"Yes!" Below, Yang Yu nodded.

This Yang Yu was handsome and imposing, but his expression was cold and stern. A Cold Intent also emanated from his body.

As soon as the words fell, he leaped onto the tournament stage.

"Yang Yu of Water Essence Peak. I possess a Cold Spirit Body. I ask for your guidance, Ling the Pill Master." Yang Yu cupped his fist and spoke to Ling Fei.

His cold, stern face showed a solemn expression.

"Please!" Ling Fei gestured with a cupped fist toward his opponent.

The previous battle had allowed him to gain control of the Sword Dao Mystical, and he was happy to continue testing it.

Only by constantly testing himself against other geniuses could he improve.

At this moment, Ling Fei was desperate to increase his strength.

'If my strength isn't enough, how will I cross the Divine Demon Sea to reach the Divine Wilderness? How will I reunite with my foster father?'

Yang Yu nodded. His eyes flashed, and a Long Sword appeared in his hand.

The sword was a silver Long Sword, a Profound Tier Treasure Sword.

With the sword in his hand, an Extreme Cold Qi immediately began to spread, making it seem as if the very Void around them was about to be sealed in ice.

'Cold Dao Mystical!' Ling Fei's gaze sharpened, and a slight smile touched the corners of his lips. He was also eager to see how his own Cold Intent compared.

Then, with a flick of his wrist, his Long Sword was in his hand, and his own Cold Intent began to spread as well.