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Before their powers even clashed, the sound of roaring winds and waves echoed from afar. The ground trembled, and large clouds of dust rose up, engulfing the figures of the two combatants.
On the surface, it seemed like a fair match, but few believed in Ye Feng's chances. Very few could discern his true cultivation level; most regarded him merely as a peak expert of the Origin Martial Realm. Although he was powerful, he was certainly no match for the seasoned Gangwu Realm early-stage master, Yunhai Zhenren.
"Is this kid crazy? He actually dares to compete in palm techniques with Yunhai Zhenren! Yunhai Zhenren is a master of the Gangwu Realm, second only to Elder Bai of the Dragon Tiger Sect and Prince Ning!"
"I think he's not crazy; he simply wants to die. He's walking right into it. Even if the Dragon Tiger Sect wanted to back him up now, they wouldn't find any excuse."
"However, Yun Letian is really foolish to announce his defection from the Sect right in front of his own master. Isn't that clearly asking for death? What a pity; it seems that the Northern Jin Kingdom will lose two talented youths at once!"
Due to Prince Ning's plan to slaughter Trial Disciples, most onlookers sided with Ye Feng, lamenting the impending loss of these two talented youths from the Northern Frontier Five Nations.
Boom!
The two immense palm forces finally collided. Yunhai Zhenren was taken aback; he had expected his palm power to easily crush his young opponent, but to his surprise, the opponent's power was not inferior to his own.
"The force is restrained, solid yet not scattered, strong and righteous—wait, this isn't Vital Energy; this is True Essence! Has this kid already broken through to the Gangwu Realm?"
As the shockwave generated by their clash began to surge outward, it seemed to be pulled back as if by an unseen force, creating waves of immense power that rolled in succession. Even the dust that had been kicked up was drawn back, coalescing into a thick earthen wall between their palms, creating a spectacular scene.
Crash!
The earthen wall shattered apart. Ye Feng stumbled slightly, losing his balance and retreating, while Yunhai Zhenren was directly thrown back by the continuous force. He managed to stabilize himself mid-air and swiftly returned to the platform.
It was an even match—or rather, more accurately stated, Ye Feng's palm power surpassed that of Yunhai Zhenren. This outcome left everyone present dumbfounded and incredulous.
"How is it possible? This kid has actually broken through to the Gangwu Realm, and his True Essence is even thicker than Yunhai Zhenren's, forcing him back with a single palm!"
"Could he have been hiding his strength all along? No, if he were a master of the Gangwu Realm, he wouldn't have been able to enter the Qiu Yang Secret Realm unless he broke through while inside. But how could a martial artist who just broke through to the Gangwu Realm have True Essence thicker than an experienced early-stage Gangwu Realm expert?"
The crowd erupted in excitement, with discussions rising and falling, punctuated by scattered cheers.
"Feng Er, has your cultivation level already..." Bai Chengfeng hurriedly rushed to Ye Feng's side to check his injuries, incredulously asking.
"Master guessed correctly. During this trial, I have broken through to the early stage of the Gangwu Realm. However, my True Essence is somewhat muddled and hasn't stabilized yet, which is why I was able to match that old man." Ye Feng wiped away the blood at the corner of his mouth and said solemnly.
Just now, Yunhai Zhenren's palm strike was extremely swift. Ye Feng could have done better, but his True Essence had just been refined and was still somewhat muddled, making it difficult to manipulate skillfully. Moreover, he didn't have a corresponding palm technique for using True Essence; his previous Tide Sound Palm could no longer unleash the full power of True Essence. Instead, it was less effective than the casual palm strike he threw out. Thus, even though his True Essence was much thicker than Yunhai Zhenren's, he couldn't gain much advantage in that exchange.
"Yunhai Zhenren borrowed strength for that strike, and you responded hastily. The fact that you achieved such a result shows that your True Essence thickness has already surpassed that of an ordinary early-stage Gangwu Realm martial artist. Even Old Man would probably struggle to force him back under those circumstances," Bai Chengfeng sighed with emotion. Decades ago, he had fought against Yunhai Zhenren for hundreds of exchanges before a victor emerged. That was because Bai Chengfeng's Supreme Technique was slightly superior to Yunhai Zhenren's and his True Essence was thicker. He never expected that in just a few decades, his disciple would easily force back his old rival from back then.
Bai Qiufeng looked Ye Feng up and down in shock, unable to believe what he had just witnessed.
"Could it be that our Dragon Tiger Sect has finally produced an unparalleled genius disciple? In just over two years, going from Martial Realm to Gangwu Realm—how is that possible? Even among the Four Great Empires of the Eastern Continent, such a genius would stand out!"
In three years, breaking through from Martial Realm all the way to Gangwu Realm isn't unheard of on the Divine Martial Continent, but it's extremely rare—only one might appear every thousand years or so. Most of them come from top-tier sects in the Eastern Continent where they receive abundant cultivation resources and guidance from legendary Divine Martial Realm experts.
Yet here is Ye Feng, who has been in the sect for less than ten years without any cultivation resources and remained unnoticed for many years. Who would have thought he would suddenly achieve such astonishing heights?
"Good kid! I Bai Qiufeng must admit I misjudged you!"
Ning Ruoxue glanced at Ye Feng with some concern, but seeing that he was unaffected and received a round of applause, she couldn't help but smile lightly, her beautiful eyes sparkling as if it were she who had broken through to the Gangwu Realm.
Xiao Bing was even more delighted. If it weren't for Ye Feng's prior warning to keep a low profile and not reveal her identity, she would have rushed to his side to celebrate with everyone around.
She did not understand the significance of the Gangwu Realm for a martial artist, but Ye Feng was indeed incredibly powerful now; even if she transformed into her true form, she would find it difficult to match him.
Yun Letian strode over to Ye Feng and clasped his hands in thanks. "Thank you, Brother Ye, for your timely rescue. I didn't expect..."
"There's no need for formalities, Yun brother. Your willingness to betray your sect for the greater good has earned my utmost respect," Ye Feng said lightly, clearing his throat and waving his hand to interrupt Yun Letian's words of gratitude.
Yun Letian wanted to say more, but Ye Feng's expression turned serious as he said, "The Shura Demon King is about to emerge. The Western Continent is in peril, let alone the Sect. Although people may not understand your actions now, I believe no one will blame you three years from now."
"The Shura Demon King?" Bai Chengfeng beside them looked slightly startled. He recalled the nonsensical talk from several disciples under Prince Ning and felt a tightening in his heart as he asked urgently, "What exactly happened in the Qiu Yang Secret Realm that made you mention the Shura Demon King?"
Ye Feng looked at Bai Chengfeng with some surprise. "Master, the Dragon Tiger Sect has a history of over a thousand years. Surely there must be records about the Shura Demon King among your collected texts?"
The Shura Demon King had rampaged through the world a thousand years ago. Logically speaking, with the Dragon Tiger Sect's long history, they should have experienced that calamity; why did they seem completely unaware?
"The Shura Demon King? The Old Man indeed hasn't heard of this name. Could it be that there is truly an unparalleled master hidden in the Qiu Yang Secret Realm? How is that possible? The Northern Border Nine Sects have been conducting trials here for hundreds of years; if there were really a Shura Demon King, they should have discovered it long ago."
Ye Feng shook his head. "The Shura Demon King is sealed within a great formation. Previously, because the formation was stable and the disciples entering the secret realm generally had lower cultivation levels, it was impossible for them to detect his presence. Our entry into the Qiu Yang Secret Realm was due to the impending collapse of the Great Seal Array, which allowed us to discover the whereabouts of the Shura Demon King. In fact, if it weren't for the disciples encountering..."
At this point, Ye Feng naturally dared not conceal anything and truthfully recounted what had happened at the Cold Moon Immortal Sect.
“Cold Moon Immortal Sect, cultivators, Ancient Demon Lord?” Bai Chengfeng still looked confused, but beside him, Bai Qiufeng suddenly changed color, trembling uncontrollably.
As the leader of the Dragon Tiger Sect, Bai Qiufeng knew many secrets that only he was aware of. His unexpected reaction immediately drew the attention of Ye Feng and Bai Chengfeng.
“Elder Brother, do you know about this?” Bai Chengfeng was even more shocked. He did not doubt what Ye Feng said; he just found it too unbelievable. Not to mention the Ancient Demon Lord, he had never even heard of cultivators.
“I don’t know much, but there are indeed similar legends recorded in the sect's scriptures. When Old Man saw this place, he thought it was just a fabrication by previous generations, never expecting it to be true.” Bai Qiufeng frowned tightly. The scriptures vaguely mentioned a great disaster from a thousand years ago but did not provide clear details. However, they did mention legends about Ancient Qi Refining Masters and Ancient Demon Lords. The vast desert between the Northern Jin Kingdom and the other four nations was said to be the battlefield of humans and ancient demon clans.
In that legendary battle, the land was scorched for miles, and large forests turned to ashes, becoming desolate wastelands. Such legends were hard to believe; not only Bai Qiufeng but anyone who heard them would likely find them unbelievable.
“Master Bai, I’m afraid the scripture you read is not just a legend but something that truly exists,” Ye Feng said heavily. His greatest concern was that people outside would not believe him. If that happened, how could he evacuate the common people from the Western Continent in three years?
“We only have three years. We must evacuate from the Western Continent within this time,” Ye Feng stated seriously. “Once Shura Demon King Lu Tong breaks free, no one in the entire Western Continent will be able to stop him. If we cannot evacuate the civilians in time, the casualties will be extremely severe. In the past, there were Ancient Qi Refining Masters to hold them back; now, those who can stop Shura Demon King Lu Tong are in the Eastern Continent’s Four Great Empires. However, even though they are powerful, they may not care about our survival!”
Bai Qiufeng and Bai Chengfeng exchanged glances; they never expected things would develop to this extent.
The Dragon Tiger Sect had been established for a thousand years. Even after facing extinction several times, they had ultimately survived unscathed and had never considered leaving the Northern Jin Kingdom or even the Western Continent. As for those ordinary civilians who had lived on this continent for generations, their attachment to their homeland was deeply rooted, making it extremely difficult to persuade them to leave. While talking about it was easy, actually doing it would be incredibly challenging.
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