Divine Wilderness Dragon Emperor

Beichen Feng struck. His sword slash was like a river, its momentum overwhelming. Even the distant Nascent Soul Realm Powerhouses tensed up.

Grand Elder Fang was incredibly nervous.

He desperately wanted to intervene.

However, if he acted now, the Beiming Sword Sect would surely stop him. He wouldn't be able to save Ling Fei in time and would instead trigger an all-out war prematurely.

"This attack should be enough to kill Ling Fei!" Atop the mountain peak, the talented disciples of the Three Great Sects couldn't help but stare intently at the scene before them.

"This attack is indeed powerful." Ling Fei looked up at the void, feeling immense pressure.

But right now, his eyes were filled with nothing but a soaring will to fight.

'Alright then, let's see just how far I can go when I give it my all.' As this thought surfaced, the blood in Ling Fei's body roiled as if ten million True Dragons were roaring. True Dragon Power was continuously stimulated and released. In addition, the Light Patterns on his spine began to flash.

Within his Dragon Bone, True Dragon Power was being stimulated.

Ling Fei had been able to preliminarily stimulate the True Dragon Power within his Dragon Bone before.

It was just that his strength had been too weak back then, and he couldn't draw out much of it.

But now, with his Soul Power and Pill Essence both enhanced, stimulating the power of his Dragon Bone was much easier.

When the True Dragon Power was unleashed from his Dragon Bone, it immediately surged through his entire body. He felt an infinite power fill him.

At that moment, he felt as if a True Dragon inside him was about to take flight.

'I am the dragon!' Instantly, Ling Fei began to meditate on the True Dragon Mystical Technique, his Heart Spirit sinking into the True Dragon Visualization Image.

Within the *True Dragon Visualization Image*, a True Dragon soared. As Ling Fei's Heart Spirit visualized it, he gradually began to merge with this True Dragon, as if he were about to become one himself.

He had completely fused with the True Dragon Visualization Image, reaching the realm of becoming the dragon.

WHOOSH!

As his Heart Spirit meditated on the True Dragon Mystical Technique, Ling Fei's body moved.

He was seen holding the Beiming Sword Shield, his body lifting off the ground and soaring toward the Beiming Sword River ahead like a True Dragon.

Pill Essence suffused his body, and the nascent form of a True Dragon began to take shape around him.

Although it was blurry, its outline was already visible.

From a distance, Ling Fei looked just like a dragon.

"A dragon?" The spectating Cultivators in the distance were all stunned.

"Could he really be the illegitimate son of the Great Tang Emperor?" Someone in the Mountain Abyss revealed a wary expression.

"So what if he is? Does that mean he can just go on a wanton killing spree in our Southern Wilderness?" someone else snorted coldly.

As they were discussing, Ling Fei charged forward, carrying a powerful Dragon's Might.

The True Dragon soared, its Long Sword piercing the air and instantly colliding with the Beiming Sword River.

BANG!

A deafening crash echoed as the Sword River shattered.

Ling Fei's body surged forward relentlessly. His Long Sword was like a Dragon Claw, poised to tear through anything in its path.

Finally, the Long Sword broke through the Sword River and clashed with Beichen Feng's Giant Sword.

As the two swords met, that patch of the Void trembled, sending out terrifying ripples. Sword Qi swept out like rampaging True Dragons.

In that instant, Beichen Feng's body shuddered, and the Sword River gathered in the void above his head violently shattered.

Then, the eighty-two Celestial Pill Realm Cultivators behind Beichen Feng all trembled, and the momentum of the Sword Array collapsed.

"This..."

"What powerful momentum!"

"A dragon... How does he have the True Dragon Momentum?!" Shockwaves crashed through the minds of the Beiming Sword Sect's Celestial Pill Realm experts.

The oncoming blast wave contained a terrifying Dragon's Might.

Such a Dragon's Might made one's very soul tremble.

"He even blocked the Beiming Sword Array?" Nearby, the Cultivators from the Three Great Sects wore expressions of utter shock.

Beichen Feng was retreating, clearly unable to gain the upper hand.

However, after the strike, Ling Fei's body also jolted violently. He was forced back again and again by a vast Sword Momentum.

The powerful strike condensed from eighty-two Celestial Pill Realm Powerhouses was clearly not so easy to neutralize.

The aftershock alone was enough to annihilate numerous Profound Pill Realm experts.

'A strike condensing the power of eighty-two Celestial Pill Realm Powerhouses is indeed strong,' Ling Fei couldn't help but admit.

Even after condensing the power of his Dragon Bone, he still couldn't gain an absolute advantage.

This was all because his Cultivation was too low.

'If I had condensed the True Dragon Body, I could have completely crushed them.' Although he hadn't gained the upper hand in this exchange, Ling Fei's anticipation for condensing the True Dragon Body grew. If he could fuse the True Dragon Body with his Swordsmanship, his combat strength would be more than enough to defeat enemies in higher Realms.

However, Ling Fei's apparent disadvantage gave others an opportunity.

"It seems Ling Fei didn't gain any advantage this time either!" A young man from Thousand Lakes Mountain said to the other two, his eyes flashing.

"If we hit him with a thunderous strike now, we can definitely injure him severely, and then kill him," the man from Wind Watching Cliff said with a nod.

"Let's attack together," the young man from the Dongze Sect also agreed.

And so, the three of them attacked at once.

SWISH, SWISH!

The three Celestial Pill Realm geniuses all activated their Profound Spirit Treasures and charged toward Ling Fei, who had just been knocked back by the aftershock of the Sword River.

Instantly, on the mountain peak, a crimson spear aura streaked across the void, transforming into a lifelike giant python that lunged at Ling Fei.

A giant river surged and fierce winds raged, following close behind.

With the three of them attacking together, their combined momentum was not much weaker than Beichen Feng's previous strike.

Most importantly, Ling Fei had just been sent flying by that terrifying aftershock. He was in an exhausted state, so how could he possibly withstand such an attack?

"Ling Fei!" In the Mountain Abyss, Grand Elder Fang shouted. He formed a hand seal, and a scroll painting unfurled beside him.

The scroll rolled out, transforming into a long river that flew toward the mountain peak ahead.

At this point, Grand Elder Fang could no longer sit by and do nothing.

If he didn't intervene in time, Ling Fei would very likely be killed.

"Elder Fang, for a distinguished Nascent Soul Realm Powerhouse such as yourself to interfere in a clash between the younger generation seems a bit inappropriate, doesn't it?" Just as Grand Elder Fang made his move, a deep voice rang out from the Mountain Abyss. A sword light, like a rainbow, tore through the void and slashed directly at the long river surging from Elder Fang's scroll.

"Disciples from your Four Major Sects are ganging up on him. Is this what you call a fair fight?" However, at that moment, another deep voice sounded.

In the Falling Star Mountain Range, Yuan Huaitian had appeared.

Behind him, four Peak Masters followed.

With a wave of his large hand, he reached for the sword light.

"Fellow Daoist Yuan, when a disciple of my Beiming Sword Sect fell just now, we did not interfere. Now that a disciple of your Lingyun Sect is at a disadvantage, you step in. Isn't that a bit too tyrannical? Do you really think the Southern Wilderness has become the Lingyun Sect's domain?" As Sect Leader Yuan attacked, a cold voice spoke out.

At the edge of the mountain range, a man in an Ink Robe appeared.

The man's gaze was dark and chilling. The moment he appeared, an astonishing aura began to spread out.

This aura was so terrifying it made people feel as if they were facing an Ancient Fierce Beast.

With a light tap of his finger, a Sword Aura flashed, aiming for Sect Leader Yuan's large hand to intercept his attack.

"It's the Sect Leader of the Beiming Sword Sect, Beiming Huahai!" When this person appeared, an uproar immediately erupted in the Mountain Abyss.

Many of the lurking Nascent Soul Realm Powerhouses from smaller sects grew agitated.

Beiming Huahai...

This was the Sect Leader of the Beiming Sword Sect, a genius who had once swept aside all his peers in the Southern Wilderness.

Even Yuan Huaitian had not been as dazzling as him.

Now that such a figure had appeared, could the Lingyun Sect still hold the advantage?