Chapter 2500 - 2499: Catching a Spirit Beast in Heat

Returning to the Holy Realm Rakshasa Palace, it was already three days later.

The Rakshasa Palace was as calm and deserted as usual, with everyone in seclusion for training.

"I’ve already missed too much training time. I still don’t know what level I need to reach to touch the seal on the fourth level; I must hurry with my training," Feng Wuchen thought to himself.

Just as Feng Wuchen stepped into the palace, he suddenly sensed something, his eyebrows furrowed.

"Whoosh!"

In the next second, a figure suddenly flashed into existence and without hesitation, launched a fierce and ruthless punch towards Feng Wuchen.

"Bang!"

Feng Wuchen reacted swiftly, immediately channeling his power to meet the punch head-on. With a dull thud, both were forced back several steps from the collision.

"Three-Star Saint King!" Feng Wuchen was slightly surprised.

The attacker, upon being forced back, instantly disappeared again.

"Not bad!" Feng Wuchen grinned and in a flash, transformed into a golden light, appearing in the square, leaving trailing golden afterimages behind him.

"Whoosh!"

Just as Feng Wuchen reached the square, a black shadow suddenly appeared above him and launched another fierce punch downwards.

"Hmph!" Feng Wuchen sneered, meeting the punch with a stronger and more domineering blow.

"Bang!"

The two punches collided again, thunderous echoes sounded through the palace, and Feng Wuchen’s feet cracked the ground, spreading like spider webs.

"Bang bang bang!"

A fierce melee ensued, the speed of attacks astonishing, each move fierce and masterful, while collisions reverberated, spider web-like cracks forming all over the square.

"Give it your all!" Feng Wuchen shouted, fully activating his origin power.

In an instant, Feng Wuchen’s power soared directly to the Three-Star Saint King level, combined with a fierce and powerful physique, his fighting strength could absolutely rival the peak of Three-Star Saint King, or even stronger.

"Ha!"

The attacker let out a shout, with power surging to the Four-Star Saint King level, stronger than Feng Wuchen.

"Four-Star Saint King?" Feng Wuchen was momentarily stunned as the Supreme Physique Third Stage power was activated, stepping into the Four-Star Saint King level directly.

"Bang bang bang!"

A fierce melee unfolded once more, every punch and kick exerted to the utmost, and they fought from ground to sky, then back to the palace square, evenly matched in strength.

"Bang!"

The high-intensity battle ultimately ended with a direct punch collision.

The result of the battle was Feng Wuchen standing motionless, while the other retreated two steps.

"Brother Feng, your power is way too domineering!" The person who retreated two steps was utterly incredulous.

"You’ve improved your physique strength quite a bit, managing to last this long is impressive," Feng Wuchen said with a pleased smile.

"Despite having Three-Star Saint King strength, unable to defeat a Two-Star Saint King, Brother Feng, you really are a freak," the attacker rolled his eyes, clearly somewhat unwilling.

The person wasn’t anyone else, it was Liu Qingyang!

Under Long Qianye’s guidance and aided by the Nitian Divine Pearl and the spatial ring, Liu Qingyang had reached the Three-Star Saint King level, one star higher than Feng Wuchen.

His strength was already formidable, and among opponents of the same level, Liu Qingyang held the advantage.

"Because my physique is stronger than yours, your power still can’t defeat me," Feng Wuchen said, very satisfied with Liu Qingyang’s growth.

Liu Qingyang took out two jugs of wine out of nowhere, tossed one to Feng Wuchen, and said with a laugh, "Anyway, Brother Feng, someday my cultivation will surpass yours. In another month or two, I’ll definitely be able to beat you."

"Why are you here? Who told you I am here?" Feng Wuchen asked, taking a big gulp of wine.

Liu Qingyang shrugged, saying with a smile, "I’ve been here for several days. Brother Qixiao and the others said you went out to handle something. This time I’m out here on Brother Qianye’s instructions."

"By the way, Brother Feng, why is your cultivation only at Two-Star Saint King? I thought you’d almost broken through to Saint Monarch," Liu Qingyang asked puzzled.

Feng Wuchen smiled helplessly, "Too many matters, running here and there, wasted a lot of time, making it difficult to improve cultivation."

"Ah, I see." Liu Qingyang nodded, then asked, "I heard from Brother Qianye that you scolded the Martial Soul Holy Palace’s elder and Ancient Profound Venerable, did that really happen?"

"Why are you asking so much?" Feng Wuchen said irritably, "You haven’t told me yet, why did Brother Qianye send you here?"

Taking a sip of wine, Liu Qingyang looked aggrieved and complained: "Brother Feng, you must stand up for me, Brother Qianye is too ruthless, he’s utterly inhuman, it’s not cultivation, it’s torment. I just slacked off a bit in training, and got caught, now he’s punishing me to capture a Four-Star Saint King Spirit Beast, or I won’t get the training spell."

"That’s a Four-Star Spirit Beast! Its actual combat power is at least that of a Five-Star Saint King, how can I capture it?"

"But wait, Brother Qianye wants me to capture a spirit beast in heat, where can I find that?"

"Brother Feng, how about giving me the spell to train? I’ll just not go back, stay here to help you!"

Liu Qingyang looked at Feng Wuchen with mournful eyes, almost breaking into tears.

Feng Wuchen glared hard at Liu Qingyang, scolding sternly: "Help me? I think you want to slack off! There’s just a month left, hurry and capture the spirit beast and go back to train! Or I’ll break your legs!"

"You can’t be serious, Brother Feng, that’s a Five-Star Saint King Spirit Beast, it’s a sure death!" Liu Qingyang widened his eyes, not expecting Feng Wuchen to be so ruthless.

Feng Wuchen shrugged: "It’s none of my business!"

"Brother Feng, I brought good wine for you, are you really going to watch me perish? Can your conscience bear it?" Liu Qingyang spoke with a sob.

"Brother Qianye, Qingyang here has run to me, come over and grab him to drag him back, beat him until he can’t get up, that’s an order," Feng Wuchen directly issued the command.

Upon hearing this, Liu Qingyang’s face suddenly changed, and he immediately ran away.

"I’m going to catch him right away!" came Liu Qingyang’s panicked shout from afar, no sign of crying at all.

"You think you can trick me?" Feng Wuchen laughed triumphantly.

Feng Wuchen hadn’t actually transmitted anything to Long Qianye, he was just scaring Liu Qingyang.

With a thought, Feng Wuchen vanished, entering the Divine Ring to train.

Having wasted too much time, now even Liu Qingyang’s cultivation surpassed his own, it was clear that the others’ strength may have surpassed him too.

Feng Wuchen needed to speed up his training, or he’d certainly be left behind.

"Brother Feng is really something, not a shred of sympathy, and Brother Qianye is a freak, where can I find a spirit beast in heat? It has to be male, isn’t this sending me to my death? Why am I so unfortunate?" Liu Qingyang was extremely frustrated.