Divine Wilderness Dragon Emperor

Ling Fei shattered the Mountain and River Seal with a single blow, stunning everyone.

"This Ling Fei’s power is truly formidable."

"The Great Tang Empire’s True Dragon Hand truly lives up to its name!" Even the Elders from the various sects couldn’t help but exclaim in admiration.

A Cultivator at the Celestial Pill Great Success Realm had bare-handedly crushed a full-power attack from a Celestial Pill Perfection Realm expert wielding a Spiritual Treasure. How many people possessed such power?

It was hard to imagine just how terrifying the Power contained within Ling Fei’s True Dragon Hand truly was.

"The Mountain and River Seal may be shattered, but Senior Brother Qianye’s spear is streaking forward like a rainbow. How can Ling Fei possibly withstand such a blow?"

"That’s right, this is Senior Brother Wen’s killing blow." Despite the Mountain and River Seal’s destruction, some spectators still watched with savage glee, hoping Wen Qianye could injure Ling Fei.

SWISH!

At that moment, Wen Qianye’s spear pierced through the heavy undulations, closing to a distance of just seven feet from Ling Fei.

At the speed of a Celestial Pill Realm Cultivator’s all-out attack, a distance of seven feet could be crossed in an instant.

A ferocious shockwave was already emanating from the spear, slamming into the space right in front of Ling Fei.

"Hurry, hurry! Kill him! Kill Ling Fei!" Seeing this, the eyes of some disciples from Thousand Lakes Mountain turned bloodshot.

If they wanted revenge, this was clearly their best chance.

"Ling the Pill Master!" the female disciples of the Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers cried out in alarm, covering their mouths with their hands, their faces etched with worry.

Ling Fei’s hand had just shattered the Mountain and River Seal; it was clearly too late for him to launch another defense against Wen Qianye’s strike.

How could he possibly defend against such a powerful spear thrust?

In an instant, the atmosphere in the arena grew incredibly tense.

The people from Thousand Lakes Mountain, Dongze Sect, Wind Watching Cliff, and the Beiming Sword Sect all hoped to see Ling Fei killed.

The other sects, however, were worried for Ling Fei.

Only Sect Leader Yuan and a few Elders from the Lingyun Sect remained calm and composed, wearing expressions of complete confidence.

Judging by their expressions, they didn’t seem worried about Ling Fei in the slightest.

’Are those guys really that confident in Ling Fei?’ This thought made the Elders from Thousand Lakes Mountain and other rival sects extremely suspicious.

WHOOSH!

On the battle stage, the spear lunged forward. The aura of Perfection in Wen Qianye’s strike intensified. Ling Fei’s eyes narrowed as he sensed that aura, contemplating the feeling of Perfection. ’The Mystical of the spear and the wielder become one... What is Perfection? Is it Perfect Control over the Mystical?’

’Or is it the Perfection of the Mystical itself?’

Ling Fei’s thoughts raced.

Unfortunately, the spear had arrived, leaving him no time to ponder.

SWISH!

At this point, the spear was only a foot away from Ling Fei, and the immense shockwave had already crashed against his body.

Though it was just a shockwave, each ripple was so powerful it could have seriously injured a Profound Pill Realm Cultivator.

Even a Celestial Pill Realm Cultivator would be wounded by such an impact.

"Furious Dragon Emerges from the Sea!" Just as the shockwave struck him, a light flashed in Ling Fei’s eyes, and the Blood Qi within his body began to surge violently.

ROAR!

A dragon-like roar erupted from within Ling Fei as his Blood Qi burst forth. Streams of it, each resembling a True Dragon, shot out from his body and lunged forward.

The sight was like ten thousand dragons bursting from the sea, leaving the distant onlookers utterly stunned.

This form of attack operated on the same principle as a Sword Dao Cultivator using their Willpower to manifest Sword Qi into blades to fend off an enemy.

However, a hasty defense like this could never display a Cultivator’s full capabilities.

That was why everyone was worried for Ling Fei; no one paid much attention to his counterattack.

It was nothing more than a desperate last stand.

However, just as everyone dismissed it, the Void trembled where the Qi Dragons passed, and Wen Qianye’s momentum was thwarted.

He felt a majestic shockwave rush toward him. When the Qi Dragons slammed into his spear, his entire body shuddered.

His spear’s momentum was halted. Then, the power of the great dragons raged, containing a terrifying force—the True Dragon Void-Shattering Power. The power bursting from Wen Qianye’s spear was completely unable to resist it. In a mere instant, the Mystical Technique Patterns on his spear shattered.

Then, he was struck by the Qi Dragons and sent flying backward.

’So this is the feeling of Perfect Control.’ As Wen Qianye was blasted away, a glint flashed in Ling Fei’s eyes, and the blood in his veins felt as if it were boiling.

In that last strike, his Blood Qi had surged forth like dragons, infused not only with True Dragon Power but also with the Mystical of Void-Shattering.

That sensation—of the Mystical moving and merging with his will—finally allowed him to grasp the profundity of the Mystical of Martial Arts.

He was now one step closer to Celestial Pill Perfection.

THUD!

Just as Ling Fei had his epiphany, Wen Qianye landed messily on the stage. His hair was disheveled, and blood trickled from the corner of his mouth.

’Such immense Power.’ As he landed, Wen Qianye’s brow was tightly furrowed. After that silent thought, he slowly raised his head to look ahead.

He hadn’t held out much hope for his previous attack.

But when Ling Fei chose to shatter the Mountain and River Seal with his bare hands, he thought he saw his chance.

Ling Fei’s casual response seemed to have given him an opportunity to win.

Who would have thought that just when he was a foot away, he would be repelled?

It left him not only frustrated but also utterly powerless.

’Ling Fei’s last move was a mere whim, an act of Willpower. If he were to attack with his full strength, just how powerful would he be?’

"Senior Brother Wen, don’t be afraid! Get up and fight to the end! We’ll always be behind you!"

"Please, Senior Brother Wen, show them the might of Thousand Lakes Mountain! We are with you!" While Wen Qianye stared powerlessly at Ling Fei, the disciples of Thousand Lakes Mountain were all cheering for him. Their voices shook the heavens, broadcasting their support. But as the cheers reached his ears, Wen Qianye spat out a mouthful of blood.

’Get up and fight to the end?’ Wen Qianye was speechless. His gaze swept over his fellow disciples, a murderous glint appearing in his eyes.

’Damn it, which one of you bastards started this? If I find out who it was, I swear I’ll strangle them.’

He scanned the crowd.

But every member of his sect was shouting, each putting on a show of being completely devoted to the sect’s honor. It was impossible for him to tell who was trying to sabotage him.

Gritting his teeth, Wen Qianye struggled to his feet under the countless expectant gazes.

"Senior Brother Wen, you can do it! We’re with you!" As Wen Qianye stood up, the shouts continued to ring in his ears.

’"With you?" With you my ass,’ Wen Qianye cursed internally. ’All you guys know how to do is cheer from the sidelines. If you’re so tough, why don’t you get up here!’ He felt incredibly wronged, but as a supposed genius, he had to suppress these thoughts and continue to face the powerful Ling Fei.

Across from him, Ling Fei simply watched Wen Qianye with a placid expression.

The young man was indeed very strong.

Unfortunately, compared to Ling Fei, he was still a little weak.

"Mountains and Rivers Move!" A glint flashed in Wen Qianye’s eyes. After steadying his aura, he attacked once more.

As the low cry sounded, he moved, darting forward.

WHOOSH!

As Wen Qianye moved, Mystical Technique Patterns swirled around him, transforming into a torrential river that surged toward Ling Fei.

Other Mystical Technique Patterns took the form of great mountains, pressing down from above. For a moment, it seemed as if real mountains and rivers were materializing on the stage.

They were still blurry, but they felt terrifyingly real.

"The Mystical is manifesting into reality! Wen Qianye must be on the verge of the Half-step Nascent Soul Realm!" Many onlookers were astonished.

"He’s worthy of the title ’greatest genius of Thousand Lakes Mountain’s current generation.’" Even some of the Elders nodded in agreement.

To reach the threshold of the Half-step Nascent Soul Realm at such a young age meant he had a real chance of breaking through to that Realm in the future.

If he did, he would be counted among the ranks of the great experts of the Southern Wilderness.