Divine Wilderness Dragon Emperor

The Void before Ling Fei was completely filled by the Sword of Sword Intent and the Sword Cloud trailing behind it.

The fierce Sword Momentum warped the very Void. A single strike like this could shatter mountains.

"Even a Half-step Nascent Soul Realm powerhouse would be hard-pressed to block this strike from Senior Brother Beishan Yun, wouldn't they?" When the sword was unleashed, the faces of those watching from behind filled with dread.

"Against the might of this sword, if his opponent doesn't have a Profound Spirit Treasure, even a Half-step Nascent Soul Realm Cultivator would have no choice but to retreat," Beichen Feng said.

After all, Beishan Yun was a top-tier powerhouse at the peak of the Celestial Pill Realm.

He was just one step away from reaching the Half-step Nascent Soul Realm.

Now that he was striking with a Profound Spirit Treasure in hand, its power was something no ordinary person could hope to match.

'I wonder if Ling Fei can block this strike.' In the distance, Grand Elder Fang's heart tensed.

Through his powerful Divine Sense, he could clearly perceive just how strong Beishan Yun's strike was.

An attack of this caliber was enough to obliterate countless Celestial Pill Realm powerhouses.

Even a fellow Celestial Pill Realm Cultivator with a Profound Spirit Treasure might not be able to block this strike.

'It all comes down to this strike from Beishan Yun.' Within the Fallen Star Abyss, several Elders from the Beiming Sword Sect stared intently at the scene, their attention also fixed on Ling Fei.

Furthermore, Nascent Soul Realm powerhouses from the other three sects were also monitoring the situation.

Of course, Grand Elder Fang had also sensed the fluctuations of their Divine Souls.

'Even if I try to interfere now, I'll easily be stopped.' Grand Elder Fang appeared nervous.

He had anticipated a situation like this ever since Ling Fei had proposed coming to the Fallen Star Abyss.

WHOOSH, WHOOSH!

In the distant Void, people from Wind Watching Cliff, Thousand Lakes Mountain, and Dongze Sect were flying toward them.

"It's Beishan Yun!"

"He's already making his move?" The talented disciples from the three sects also witnessed the moment Beishan Yun attacked Ling Fei.

"Beishan Yun is a great genius. A strike like this should be enough to kill Ling Fei, shouldn't it?"

Countless gazes converged on the mountaintop ahead, and everyone felt their blood boil with anticipation.

'If Ling Fei is killed, our revenge will be complete.'

WHOOSH!

At that moment, Beishan Yun's sword was already above Ling Fei's head.

From afar, it looked as if he could slay Ling Fei in an instant.

At that very moment, Ling Fei looked up. His calm, unwavering eyes flashed as an astonishing aura erupted from his body.

"True Dragon Sword!"

A low voice rang out.

Ling Fei violently yanked the Giant Sword from where it was planted in the ground. Pushing off with his feet, his body shot forward.

SWISH!

Ling Fei soared into the air, his body suffused with Pill Essence. The energy coiled around his blade like a Sword Dragon as a wave of Sword Intent, imbued with tyrannical Dragon's Might, radiated outward.

To the distant onlookers, Ling Fei looked just like a True Dragon lunging forward.

But his speed was incredible, like a shooting star. In an instant, he collided with the blade formed by Beishan Yun's Sword Cloud.

BANG!

A deafening crash echoed. Before anyone could react, the blade formed from Beishan Yun's Sword Cloud shattered into pieces.

Then, the two long swords crashed into each other.

CLANG!

As the giant swords collided, the accompanying cloud of Sword Intent completely shattered. The webbing of Beishan Yun's hand split open, and his Beiyun Sword trembled violently.

A tremendous force slammed into him, shattering the bones in his wrist. His grip failed, his fingers loosened, and the Beiyun Sword flew from his grasp.

"This..." Beishan Yun's face was a mask of utter shock as he stared intently ahead.

But a flash of light filled his vision, and a dragon-like wave of Sword Qi surged toward him.

The rampaging Sword Qi instantly shattered the protective Pill Essence around his body.

The next moment, Beishan Yun watched as the light of the sword grew larger and larger, completely consuming his vision.

Then, with a flash of the long sword, he was engulfed by a wave of tyrannical Sword Qi.

He felt as if ten thousand giant dragons were charging at him, and an overwhelming sense of cold completely froze the Void around him.

'So cold!' As the Cold Qi washed over him and seeped into his soul, Beishan Yun felt his senses gradually fade.

The next instant, he heard the sound of his Soft Armor being pierced.

CRACK!

His Soft Armor was pierced, and the icy Giant Sword plunged through Beishan Yun's heart.

As the Giant Sword pierced Beishan Yun's heart, the atmosphere on the entire mountaintop seemed to solidify.

The expressions on the faces of the more than eighty Celestial Pill Realm Cultivators from the Beiming Sword Sect froze solid.

In that instant, they even stopped breathing.

"This..." Countless pairs of eyes stared intently ahead.

Even the Cultivators from Wind Watching Cliff, Thousand Lakes Mountain, and Dongze Sect, who had just arrived and were still hovering in the Void, froze mid-flight.

Everyone stared intently ahead, their gazes fixed on Beishan Yun, whose heart had been pierced by the long sword.

Then, looks of shock and utter disbelief spread across the faces of the crowd.

"This... Did Ling Fei just kill Beishan Yun?"

"How is that possible? Ling Fei killed Beishan Yun in a single exchange?" The Cultivators from the three sects were completely stunned.

This was especially true for the three leading them, whose eyes were filled with utter disbelief.

After all, Beishan Yun's name was renowned even in the Southern Wilderness.

What's more, he had been wielding a Profound Spirit Sword.

They had felt their hearts pound in terror at the sheer power of that last strike, even from a great distance.

It was a strike that even they would have been unable to face.

And yet, Beishan Yun had just been slain with a single sword strike.

'How could this Ling Fei be so strong?' The minds of the disciples from the three sects were in turmoil.

Now, as the crowd looked at Ling Fei, their gazes were like those one would use for a monster.

Their complex emotions were difficult to put into words.

"How is this possible? Young Master Beishan is a Celestial Pill Realm powerhouse, how could he be killed?" The members of the Beiming Sword Sect, in particular, looked on in utter disbelief.

Even now, they still couldn't accept this reality. Beishan Yun was incredibly strong, ranked among the top ten of the Beiming Sword Sect's younger generation.

Yet now, he had been killed by a mere Small Primordial Pill Realm Cultivator.

How could the disciples of the Beiming Sword Sect possibly accept this?

'Beishan Yun... is dead!' When Ling Fei's long sword pierced Beishan Yun's heart, even the distant Nascent Soul Realm Powerhouses who were monitoring the situation were left stunned.

"Isn't Beishan Yun supposed to be one of the top ten geniuses of the Beiming Sword Sect's current generation? A mighty Celestial Pill Realm powerhouse, wielding a Profound Spirit Treasure, was killed by some kid at the Small Primordial Pill Realm? Since when were the geniuses of the Beiming Sword Sect so fragile?" An uproar erupted among the Nascent Soul Realm Cultivators.

It wasn't just the Beiming Sword Sect; nearly every major sect in the Southern Wilderness had sent Nascent Soul Realm Powerhouses to this place.

They were all eager to see how this conflict would end.

At the same time, they wanted to see for themselves just how powerful this up-and-coming genius from the Lingyun Sect truly was, and whether his reputation was well-earned.

But now, it was clear that everything had far exceeded their expectations.

Ling Fei was so strong that even the Nascent Soul Realm Powerhouses couldn't help but feel wary.

'If this junior ever reaches the Nascent Soul Realm, just how powerful will he become?'

"Excellent!" In contrast, Grand Elder Fang was ecstatic. He felt his own blood boil as battle intent surged forth from his body.

Just moments ago, he had been worried sick about Ling Fei.

Yet who would have thought that with a single strike, Ling Fei would slay a genius disciple of the Beiming Sword Sect?

Such combat prowess was truly astonishing. Among the entire younger generation of the Southern Wilderness, those who could match him could be counted on one hand.

While everyone was still reeling in shock, Ling Fei moved his long sword, pulling it from Beishan Yun's body.