Divine Wilderness Dragon Emperor

Ling Fei held his long sword, a chilling intent radiating from him.

The tournament stage was completely enveloped in a dense Cold Qi. The people below felt a tremor run through their souls and instinctively staggered back.

The Cold Dao Mystical was undoubtedly a powerful type of Mystical.

"I'd long heard that Ling the Pill Master also possessed the Cold Dao Mystical, but I never imagined his Cold Intent would be this piercing," a disciple from Water Essence Peak said, their eyes betraying their fear.

"It seems he has truly condensed a Cold Dao Mystical Seed."

"I wonder whose Cold Dao Mystical is stronger?" For a moment, everyone was filled with anticipation.

"When cold reaches its zenith, it can freeze water into ice. At the apex of the Cold Dao, one can place an Ice Seal upon heaven and earth," Yang Yu began. "What I have learned is the Seven Heaven-Sealing Swords."

The Seven Heaven-Sealing Swords was a peerless Sword Technique of the Lingyun Sect, left behind by a predecessor from the Divine Mansion Realm.

However, over thousands of years, very few had ever truly grasped its essence. Even so, learning even a fraction of it was enough to benefit one for a lifetime.

"The Seven Heaven-Sealing Swords?" Ling Fei's eyes narrowed. "In that case, I would be honored to experience it."

This piqued his interest.

"Good!" A glint flashed in Yang Yu's eyes as he stepped forward and lunged with his sword.

SWISH!

With a flick of his wrist, his long sword slashed through the air.

One sword strike, a curtain of light!

With this strike, Cold Essence surged out, blooming with the light of the blade. The raging Cold Qi transformed, forming a curtain of sword light.

Wherever the Sword Qi passed, ice crystals instantly materialized in the Void.

The scene was breathtaking.

Ling Fei's eyes narrowed. His heart moved with the sword, his will with his heart.

SWISH!

A single sword strike cut through the Void, meeting the frigid slash head-on.

BANG!

Instantly, Sword Qi erupted from both blades and collided violently. An intensely frigid Sword Intent threatened to place an Ice Seal upon the Void.

However, the Sword Intent on Ling Fei's blade was like a dragon, surging forward and shattering the cold Sword Aura.

The next moment, the Sword Qi struck Yang Yu's blade first. The violent blast of Sword Qi made his breath catch in his throat.

BANG!

The Sword Qi collapsed and the ice crystals shattered. Yang Yu's brows knitted tightly as he hastily adjusted his long sword.

Seven Heaven-Sealing Swords—each strike formed a curtain. He unleashed seven consecutive slashes, layering the Sword Qi and condensing the Cold Intent until an ice wall materialized before him.

The extreme Cold Intent swept out, covering the entire tournament stage with a layer of ice crystals.

Wherever the Cold Qi reached, the Void seemed to solidify. The Sword Intent was sharp and formless, yet like the Cold Qi itself, it threatened to seep into a person's mind and place an Ice Seal upon their very soul and thoughts.

BANG!

Just then, Ling Fei's sword slashed forward, shattering layer after layer of the sword curtains. Still, a sharp Sword Intent tried to invade his mind.

That kind of Sword Intent could make one's Heart Spirit tremble, thereby affecting their Sword Momentum. In that case, the battle would naturally be lost.

"This Sword Intent aims not only to place an Ice Seal on the world, but on a person's soul. The Cold Dao Mystical is truly difficult to defend against," Ling Fei murmured.

But with a mere flex of his Heart Spirit, a Cold Intent of his own began to emanate from within his soul.

Wherever his Cold Intent reached, it instantly placed an Ice Seal upon his opponent's.

As a result, Yang Yu's Cold Dao Mystical was rendered completely useless against Ling Fei.

On the contrary, Ling Fei's long sword advanced with unstoppable momentum, shattering Yang Yu's sword curtains layer by layer.

Finally, his body and sword moving as one, he lunged toward Yang Yu like a striking dragon.

With a flex of his Heart Spirit, Yang Yu's Sword Intent soared to the heavens, condensing a barrage of Ice Swords that he sent hurtling toward Ling Fei.

However, the moment those Ice Swords touched Ling Fei's long sword, they all crumbled to dust.

This single strike from Ling Fei contained the True Dragon Mystical Technique; the Power it held was clearly not something an ordinary person could hope to match.

With a flash of sword light, the blade appeared right before Yang Yu's eyes.

"I surrender." Seeing this, Yang Yu hastily conceded defeat.

At this point, he had no choice but to surrender, because the power of Ling Fei's sword was too immense.

"Thank you for the match," Ling Fei said, sheathing his sword and cupping his hands in a salute.

"Heh, it seems no one from Water Essence Peak can contend with Ling Fei," Peak Master Cheng of the Martial Vein chuckled from his seat.

"Ling Fei's Sword Momentum is very strong. He must have fused it with some kind of Power. Combined with his Sword Intent, it has become nigh unstoppable," said the Peak Master of Water Essence Peak.

'Power!' Sect Leader Yuan's eyes narrowed slightly. He had, of course, noticed the special Power contained within Ling Fei's Sword Momentum.

'It seems to be a kind of Meditation Power, combined with Bloodline Power and integrated into his Sword Dao. That's the only way he could unleash an attack of such intensity,' he mused.

'But what kind of Bloodline Power is it?' he wondered, his heart filling with anticipation.

Because he could sense that this power within Ling Fei's body was incredibly strong.

"Well now, I suppose it's time to let Ling Fei go to your Water Essence Peak to comprehend the Cold Dao Mystical, isn't it?" Grand Alchemist Yuan Chun said with a smile.

Regardless of how many types of Power Ling Fei had fused with his Sword Intent, the fact that he could defeat Water Essence Peak's top genius was proof enough of his strength.

At this point, none of the disciples in the crowd questioned Ling Fei's strength any longer.

"But of course," Peak Master Zheng replied with a smile.

Afterward, the group led Ling Fei to a Cold Cave on Water Essence Peak.

The Cold Cave was located at the base of an ice mountain. Cold Qi permeated the air, and arm-thick icicles hung from the surroundings.

At the entrance of the cave were Hand Seals and Fist Seals left by predecessors. The Cold Intent emanating from them was enough to make even Small Primordial Pill Realm Cultivators wary.

Yet when Ling Fei saw them, he felt an inexplicable sense of excitement.

'So the Cold Intent within a palm can be this powerful.' As soon as he drew near the Cold Cave, he felt a crushing Cold Intent wash over him, making him feel as though he was about to be encased in an Ice Seal.

"Inside the Cold Cave are Mysticals of Martial Arts left behind by our predecessors. You may go and comprehend them," Peak Master Zheng said with a smile, pointing to the cave ahead.

"Thank you, Senior," Ling Fei said with a smile, and walked into the Cold Cave.

As for Sect Leader Yuan, Grand Alchemist Yuan Chun, and the others, they waited outside.

"Ling Fei's talent is indeed remarkable, but he's learning too many different things. This might not necessarily be a good thing for him in the long run," an Elder at their side commented.

"It's fine," said Sect Leader Yuan. "On the path of cultivation, one must comprehend things for themselves. Only through one's own understanding can they know how to proceed."

"Ling Fei is still in the process of searching for his path. The matter of establishing one's Determination Dao is for the Celestial Pill Realm. A road is walked one step at a time. One cannot be too hasty." Sect Leader Yuan seemed quite unconcerned. In his view, as long as Ling Fei's talent was great enough, it was a good thing.

As for the Determination Dao, that is a path every Cultivator must walk. Interference from others would only be a detriment.

"Indeed," the others nodded slightly.

They had only spoken up because they were deeply concerned about Ling Fei.

Inside the Cold Cave, ice crystals covered every surface.

Stone pillars stood like swords within the chamber. As Ling Fei walked among them, it felt as if he had stepped into a world dedicated to the Cold Dao.

'The General Principles of the Cold Dao...' On the cave wall ahead were a series of carved diagrams illustrating the Mystical.

These had been left by powerful experts. By immersing one's Heart Spirit into the carvings, one could view the images left behind by those experts and receive their guidance.

These techniques, if classified, would be considered Spirit Level Martial Arts.

With a flex of his Heart Spirit, Ling Fei immersed his consciousness into one of the carvings on the wall.

"The Cold Dao. When cold reaches its extreme, it can turn water to ice. Wherever one's Willpower reaches, the Cold Qi can seal a person. Cold Qi can invade one's skin and flesh, bone marrow, and even the Heart Spirit..."

"The Cold Dao can be fused into a sword, a saber, or a palm strike..."

"A Mystical is a type of Divine Technique, but the Cold Qi is its foundation. Only when one's own Cold Qi is powerful can the full might of the Cold Dao Mystical be continuously unleashed."

'The Cold Qi is the foundation?' Ling Fei's heart stirred.

"In Ancient Times, some powerful experts condensed a Cold Vein within their bodies, giving them an endless supply of Cold Qi. Different types of Cold Veins exist throughout the world..."

'So, there are different grades of Cold Qi.' Seeing this, Ling Fei's understanding of the Cold Dao deepened.

After a long while, he finally rose and left the Cold Cave.

"Where will you go next?" Grand Alchemist Yuan Chun asked.