"Kid, don't even think about escaping through the sky," Fenon chuckled sinisterly. "In this crater, I guarantee if you dare to charge upwards, you will die a miserable death!"

Chen Feng looked up and only then noticed the sky was somehow filled with magic trigger devices. These things were likely connected to some incredibly powerful magic scrolls; the moment he tried to flee skyward, the scrolls' power would ignite, surely blasting him to pieces.

"That's a line I should be saying to you," Chen Feng retorted without the slightest fear, a ball of violet flame manifesting in his hand.

The Spirit-type Magus ahead, though not attacking directly, certainly demanded his full attention.

Taking a deep breath, the liquid vortex within Chen Feng's Dantian spun rapidly. His muscles instantly swelled several times over as he adopted the 'Bao Qi' (Aura Burst) state. He had initially intended to draw his Ming Yu Sword and clash head-on with the opponent, but reconsidering, he decided to save the sword for the Fourth-Level Spirit-type Magus—that fellow was the one he currently feared most.

"Cyclone Power at 70%, Qin Yue Yin!" Seeing Fenon close to him, Chen Feng launched the Qin Yue Yin technique first. Releasing 70% of his Cyclone Power right at the start meant he was indeed giving it his all immediately.

Chen Feng moved like a bolt of lightning, closing the distance to Fenon in just two strides. However, before he could grab the man, a fist shot in from the side, blocking his path. This punch carried intense Dou Qi fluctuations; a direct collision would certainly result in injury.

Chen Feng twisted his wrist, and instantly, a piece of black as ink Dark Gold Iron materialized in his hand, transforming into the shape of a greatsword without hesitation, which he brought down straight toward the incoming fist………………………………………………………………………………………

Gorylite smiled as he watched Chen Feng charge toward him.

To be honest, aside from one flying technique, this kid's cultivation was utterly beneath his notice. A mere teenager, no matter how gifted, even if he had reached the Dou Shi realm, was no different from an ordinary person in the eyes of a Sixth-Level Dou Shi like himself—one slap would send him sprawling. He truly couldn't fathom what Fenon was thinking, for a dignified Fifth-Level Magus to team up with him, a Sixth-Level Dou Shi, against a child! The very thought made Gorylite feel degraded.

Shaking his head, he watched the red-haired youth rush toward him and channeled his Dou Qi for a punch. This punch wasn't intended to kill, merely to stop him momentarily and knock him unconscious, so Gorylite hadn't used his full strength.

But halfway through extending his fist, the youth suddenly produced a greatsword! The greatsword, black as ink, where he had produced it from was unknown, but upon seeing its appearance, Gorylite's pupils contracted sharply.

"This is... could this be a greatsword infused with Dark Gold Iron?"

He was ecstatic internally. He knew the value of Dark Gold Iron. Judging by the sword's appearance, it must contain at least dozens of pounds of the metal. Black, hard, and heavy, it was a supreme treasure for forging weapons. Ordinary weapons, upon adding just an ounce, would immediately upgrade to Middle-Grade Mortal Artifacts. A sword this entirely black must be priceless.

He must seize this greatsword before Fenon noticed!

These reactions occurred in a flash of lightning and sparks. Gorylite’s fist, originally meeting the Dark Gold Iron greatsword, now had its fingers spread open, aiming to grab the weapon instead! Gorylite possessed a special technique for catching incoming blades barehanded; he could freely control his Dou Qi to form a swirling vortex in his palm. Once the weapon struck his palm, the vortex's resistance would halt it, allowing him to easily crush it.

As the dark greatsword drifted toward his palm, Gorylite immediately generated his unique swirling airflow. However, the moment the sword made contact with his palm, he realized something was terribly wrong, and his expression changed instantly………………………………………………………………

Chen Feng was deeply puzzled when he saw Gorylite suddenly switch his punch to a grab.

But his speed did not lessen; he brought the strike down with all his might! The power of a greatsword weighing 4980 jin was immense. With this single downward chop, a crisp crack echoed out, and Gorylite’s right arm snapped clean off at the wrist, blood spurting wildly from the wound!

"Ah..."

A Sixth-Level Dou Shi like Gorylite had lost an arm due to a moment of greed!

After severing Gorylite's arm, Chen Feng’s left hand seized Fenon by the collar and slammed him to the ground.

"Bang!" A massive surge of violet flame erupted, blasting a large crater in the earth beneath them.

"Damn it..." Fenon cursed. If he hadn't cleverly preemptively cast a Fifth-Level Defensive Shield, the opponent's attack might have charred him to a crisp!

Chen Feng felt a surge of triumph after defeating a Fifth-Level Magus with one move and severing the limb of a Sixth-Level Dou Shi. He couldn't help but let out a long, resounding cry.

The Spirit-type Magus further ahead, witnessing Chen Feng defeat both men in a single exchange, wore an expression of utter disbelief. Logically, even with his Aura Burst, Chen Feng's current cultivation level should allow him to defeat Fenon, the Fifth-Level Magus, but defeating Gorylite on top of that would be an almost impossible task. Chen Feng managed to chop off Gorylite's arm primarily because the latter grew careless out of avarice. As the saying goes, 'He who desires nothing is firm'; harboring greed makes even the highly cultivated susceptible to control.

"I will kill you!" Gorylite’s face darkened. Losing an arm would incapacitate a normal person with pain, but a Sixth-Level Dou Shi could endure it, albeit with a drastic reduction in combat effectiveness. Gorylite's current fighting capacity was likely less than that of a Fifth-Level Dou Shi.

Seeing the agitated Gorylite lunge forward, Chen Feng smiled faintly and suddenly raised both hands.

Forbidden Style 1218: Eight Young Girls!

"Boom!" A brilliant light flashed like lightning, illuminating the entire valley. Chen Feng's black outer garment and white shirt were bathed in this radiance.

"Whoosh..." After the flash, Chen Feng seemed to transcend the boundaries of time and space, suddenly appearing before Gorylite.

"Hsssss..." Chen Feng grabbed the man with one hand and pinned him down, ferociously tearing at him. Once Eight Young Girls took hold, the opponent would be bound by an invisible force once the initial grip was secured. Even Elder Yi, with his Sixth-Level Magister cultivation, could not break free, let alone Gorylite now!

"Ah, ah..." Gorylite’s screams were continuous, blood splattering outward from his chest.

Chen Feng knelt on one knee, his hands ripping at the man's body, leaving only the crescent shape on his back visible and eerie under the moonlight.

"Roar..." While tearing, Chen Feng glanced back at Fenon, seeing him chanting a spell. He immediately turned back, clawed at Gorylite twice more, then unleashed a burst of violet flame from his palm, blasting him flying!

But Chen Feng was not finished. White light erupted from his hands, delivering two powerful grabs simultaneously to his sides, followed by a great roar as he swung both arms backward!

"Bang!" A pillar of purple flame shot skyward, directly blasting Gorylite forty to fifty meters high!

Style 316: Jackal Blossom!

Chen Feng could execute Eight Young Girls followed by Jackal Blossom smoothly now that he had advanced to the Dou Shi realm. Because all the Cyclone Power in his Dantian had become liquid, there was a qualitative leap in both quantity and quality. Even when using Aura Burst, the Eight Young Girls technique could not entirely deplete his Cyclone Power, allowing Chen Feng to employ the Eight Young Girls with such reckless abandon!

"Boom..."

Suddenly, a violent explosion echoed from the sky. Chen Feng looked up, and a strange expression immediately crossed his face. The valley had been rigged by Fenon and the others with magic trigger devices that ensured nothing could leave—the surroundings were lined with powerful magic scrolls. Gorylite, blasted skyward by Chen Feng's Jackal Blossom, had unexpectedly collided with these triggering devices, utterly annihilating himself with the trap he himself had set!

"Gorylite..." Fenon roared, tears streaming from his eyes.

Gorylite and Fenon shared an extraordinary bond; they were inseparable friends. Seeing his friend die tragically before him filled Fenon with immense grief, all of which instantly transformed into hatred for Chen Feng.

"It’s either you die or I die!" Fenon spat out hatefully, his rage having completely obscured his true nature. He casually hurled the magic he had gathered while Chen Feng was executing Eight Young Girls.

This was a Fifth-Level Wind-Type Single-Target Spell: Hurricane Wind Arrow. Instantly, hundreds of wind arrows materialized in the air, piercing toward their target. Every wind arrow that struck its target would detonate, the resulting shockwave powerful enough to excavate a pit dozens of meters deep on the spot. Single-target wind spells, while less powerful overall than area-of-effect attacks, concentrated their force, causing greater damage to an individual.

Chen Feng recognized the danger in these wind arrows and launched Ghost Burn to intercept the assault, but to his surprise, the wind arrows detonated simultaneously! Caught off guard, Chen Feng was blasted to the ground, the fabric over his chest ripped open, revealing slightly pale skin. Fortunately, Chen Feng had shielded his vital areas with violet flame just before the explosion. After Ghost Burn absorbed some of the impact, the wind arrows’ power was greatly reduced, failing to even scratch his skin.

But being knocked down by Fenon's magic ignited Chen Feng’s fury, and he was about to charge over for a death match when he suddenly saw Fenon bite his tongue and spit out a mouthful of blood. Chen Feng was not unfamiliar with this scene—it was a forbidden technique used by mages to unlock power beyond their current limits, using blood as the catalyst! As his blood sprayed out, the magical elements in the air surged toward him like a frenzy!

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