Chapter 434: Prodigies of the Lower Realm (Part 2)

The battlefield continued to boil as Yan Jingfei’s figure flickered through the chaos.

She remained close to Lu Qingfeng, never allowing too many enemies to approach him simultaneously.

Although he was immensely powerful in close combat as well, these people were also prodigies of the Upper Realm, after all.

*Boom!*

A terrifying Divine Power descended from above.

The surrounding void instantly shattered, forming countless spatial fragments that shot towards Lu Qingfeng like blades.

However, before those fragments could reach him, Yan Jingfei raised her hand from afar and swiped her fingers.

A fluctuation spread silently through the surrounding heaven and earth as the spatial fragments suddenly combusted midair, going back to the attacker.

Lu Qingfeng did not even turn his head, knowing that his senior sister had taken action.

He drew his bow again.

*Whoosh!*

Another golden arrow shot forward.

An Upper Realm Immortal Ascension cultivator desperately tried to evade, yet the moment he moved, his expression changed.

The surrounding environment had somehow become strange; the space beneath his feet seemed to have become heavier, and his Spiritual Energy him became sluggish. Even his Divine Sense was affected.

It was only for an instant, but for someone like Lu Qingfeng, that instant was enough.

*Pfft!*

The golden arrow pierced through his chest as the Radiant Dawn Sacred Fire erupted. Both his body and soul were annihilated together.

Yan Jingfei slowly turned her gaze away.

The Fortune Defining Great Art wasn’t just a technique capable of detecting Providence and divining heavenly secrets; it could also be used as an offensive and defensive profound art by influencing possibilities.

Sometimes, a seemingly impossible opportunity would appear, sometimes, an attack that should have struck its target would inexplicably miss, or sometimes, the environment would change to become more advantageous for the user of the art.

And when used by someone like Yan Jingfei, who had cultivated this art for tens of thousands of years in her past life, it was as if heaven was favoring her side.

"Left."

She suddenly sent a voice transmission.

Lu Qingfeng immediately shifted his body.

*Boom!*

A terrifying spear light swept past where his head had been a moment ago.

Without hesitation, he released another arrow.

*Whoosh!*

The Upper Realm cultivator responsible for the attack was instantly pierced through.

Their cooperation had become almost perfect.

One controlled the battlefield to obtain advantages, and the other turned those advantages into absolute killing blows.

The Upper Realm cultivators gradually began realizing that Lu Qingfeng was not the only threat. The woman beside him was equally troublesome.

"Kill her first!"

Someone finally shouted.

Several Immortal Ascension prodigies changed directions simultaneously, their target becoming Yan Jingfei.

If they wanted to stop Lu Qingfeng, they first had to suppress her.

Several terrifying Divine Powers erupted towards her at once, making the heavens tremble.

Yan Jingfei’s expression turned slightly cold.

"You guys don’t think I’m weaker than my junior brother in combat power, do you?"

She calmly raised one hand, a huge golden palm print of Spiritual Energy appearing in the firmament above.

During these past thousand or so years, as Tian Yongheng obtained stronger Divine Powers and mystical arts, he taught the others to his disciples, and the Heavenly Rage Palm was a personal favorite of most of them, including Yan Jingfei.

No other reason, it was simply too domineering and awesome!

The approaching cultivators were stunned, but before they could react, the palm slapped down like an enraged heavenly god.

*Boom!*

These Immortal Ascension prodigies had their body and soul annihilated instantly, with only one barely escaping with a severely injured body.

However, before he could even escape a hundred miles, he was struck by Lu Qingfeng’s arrow.

*Pfft!*

Blood sprayed across the heavens.

Yan Jingfei did not even look at the fallen cultivators, only continuing forward.

"Keep going."

Lu Qingfeng nodded, the two once again plunging into the battlefield.

...

Far away, Liu Ruoxue moved alone.

Unlike Yan Jingfei and Lu Qingfeng or many others, she did not cooperate with anyone.

It was simply because she had no need to.

*Bang!*

An Upper Realm Immortal Ascension cultivator was sent flying, and before he could stabilize his body, a slender hand appeared before his chest.

Liu Ruoxue’s expression was indifferent, her eyes containing an indescribable coldness.

*Crack!*

The surrounding space, even the Spirit Qi, froze into ice shards with lightning erupting around.

The Upper Realm cultivator’s expression changed drastically as he attempted to activate his divine physique power, but the terrifying coldness had already invaded his body.

Before long, a layer of frost gradually appeared upon his Nascent Soul.

"No..." His voice trembled in disbelief.

Liu Ruoxue’s fingers gently closed.

*Crack!*

*Bang!*

His entire body shattered, and even his soul was frozen into countless fragments before collapsing into nothingness.

At that moment, another Immortal Ascension cultivator rushed towards her.

His aura was terrifying as a gigantic phantom appeared behind him, his Dharma Avatar covering heaven and earth.

However, Liu Ruoxue merely raised her hand.

A strand of icy Spiritual Energy mixed in with Thunder Qi emerged in the form of Spear Intent, shooting towards him.

*Pfft!*

The phantom froze into an ice sculpture alongside his body and soul before being shattered by the overbearing power of the Thunder Qi Spear Intent.

Liu Ruoxue’s expression never changed in the slightest.

Her movements were simple to the extreme, yet every move contained a terrifying killing intent.

She had once stood at a height that ordinary cultivators could not imagine, bordering upon the domain of Immortal Sovereigns.

Although her current cultivation was nowhere near her former peak, she was still a former peak Golden Immortal, and one belonging to the Lightning Yin Phoenix Clan.

Now, with her Lightning Yin Phoenix Bloodline about to awaken once again combined with her millions of years of experience, her combat power made her an invincible combatant at the same realm.

Every attack was clean and decisive, carrying a chilling coldness capable of freezing the soul.

She was almost the complete opposite of Lu Qingfeng.

The latter’s power was blazing, his arrows like the rising sun, and his Radiant Dawn Sacred Fire burned through everything in heaven and earth, gods and demons alike.

Liu Ruoxue’s power, on the other hand, was impossibly cold, ice so cold it burned, manifesting as the lightning and thunder aspect of her bloodline.

The two represented completely different extremes, yet both were equally deadly, and both were currently slaughtering their way through the Upper Realm army.

...

Zhu Dong strolled leisurely in another battlefield with a calm expression and his hands behind his back, not a shred of urgency in his demeanor.

An Upper Realm Half Immortal suddenly descended before him.

"Die!"

A terrifying Divine Power erupted as the surrounding heaven and earth trembled.

Zhu Dong looked at him and raised one finger.

*Boom!*

The Half Immortal exploded instantly, his body turning into a rain of blood.

His Nascent Soul attempted to escape, but Zhu Dong casually waved his hand.

*Bang!*

The Nascent Soul shattered into fragments before dissipating between heaven and earth.

Just like this, dozens of Half Immortals had already died at his hands in less than ten breaths of time, yet Zhu Dong’s footsteps never stopped in the slightest, and his expression remained indifferent.

To him, these Half Immortals were simply too weak.

His current cultivation was only at the Late Stage of Immortal Ascension Realm, but cultivation was never the only thing that determined strength.

Who told his previous life to be an Immortal Sovereign?

Previously, at lower realms, although he had his memories, he couldn’t properly mobilize them; they were just too high level for his self at the time!

Now that he was nearing immortality, he could finally use portions of those supreme Immortal Sovereign level Divine Powers and methods with no backlash.

If a situation got desperate enough... then he could even use "that" to briefly exert the power of his Immortal Sovereign self.

Zhu Dong glanced at the Upper Realm, shaking his head slightly.

But the consequences...

He really wasn’t sure if he could do it just for the sake of the Lower Realm.

...

Meanwhile, Sun Hao and Wei Qiushan were also moving together.

The two of them were not as overwhelming as Zhu Dong or Lu Qingfeng, and neither did they possess the monstrous physical strength of Ao Longchen, but their cooperation was exceptionally stable.

Wei Qiushan raised his hand as a Divine Power sealed an Upper Realm Tribulation Transcendence cultivator’s escape route while Sun Hao’s sword descended.

*Pfft!*

The cultivator was killed instantly.

Another Upper Realm cultivator attempted to sneak up from behind, but Sun Hao did not even look as his sword reversed.

*Clang!*

The incoming Dharma Artifact shattered, but the sword continued forward.

*Pfft!*

Another one fell.

They moved from one battlefield to another, and occasionally, even an Upper Realm peak Immortal Ascension prodigy would fall beneath their combined assault.

And during this process, something strange began happening to Sun Hao.

His Sword Intent was becoming increasingly violent, the Spirit Qi surrounding him started fluctuating while his eyes became sharper as an ancient and tyrannical aura slowly emerged from the depths of his body.

Wei Qiushan noticed it, a guess forming in his mind.

A sword related constitution, and one incredibly violent at that...

Is it the Great Wilderness Sword Body? Or the Eight Directions World Suppressing Sword Physique?

Sun Hao’s grip on the sword tightened.

*Buzz!*

The sword trembled, a terrifying Sword Intent erupting from his body.

Seeing this terrifying Sword Intent, Wei Qiushan fell silent before suddenly asking.

"What is the name of this Sword Intent?"

Sun Hao, lost in the haze of battle, replied almost instinctively.

"I don’t know, but I’ll call it the Heaven Dominating Sword Intent!"

...

The battle continued raging on.

The Lower Realm’s supreme prodigies became increasingly dazzling.

Wang Daoyun’s sword continued harvesting lives, Lu Qingfeng’s arrows illuminated the heavens, Yan Jingfei manipulated possibilities and acted cool, Liu Ruoxue’s Spear Intent froze souls, Zhu Dong casually suppressed Half Immortals, Ao Longchen rampaged through Immortal Ascension cultivators, Jian Qi and Ying Qingshuang’s swords swept through groups of enemies, Sun Hao and Wei Qiushan advanced together, and the Unrivaled Fist God and Long Wanchun continued their peculiar rhythm of crippling enemies before leaving them to the surrounding Lower Realm cultivators.

The other supreme prodigies, such as Path Seeker Daoist from the Great Path Holy Land and Yang Wei from the Eternal Peak also continued forward, becoming fearsome presences on the battlefield.

The Upper Realm army’s overwhelming numerical advantage was still terrifying, but their advance had slowed down considerably.

Soon enough, the Upper Realm cultivators began to realize something as well.

The Lower Realm... was not as easy to devour as they had imagined.

At that moment, a terrifying Divine Sense swept across the main battlefield in the Central Continent and peered through the teleportation formations to see the various other battlefields in other places. It was vast, cold, and filled with killing intent.

Several Upper Realm Half Immortal prodigies suddenly stopped, their expressions lightening up.

Behind them, more figures were approaching, a group of the strongest Half Immortals within the Upper Realm army.

Their auras were vastly more powerful than those who had previously fought.

Some had ancient Bloodlines, some possessed supreme Constitutions, some carried ancient fragmented Dharma Treasures, and some had even comprehended extremely profound Daos.

They had finally noticed the people who were slaughtering their army.

A young man dressed in black slowly stepped forward, the coercion belonging to the Vagrant Immortal Realm seeping out of him.

His gaze passed over the various battlefields through the formations, watching the various supreme prodigies before stopping upon Zhu Dong.

The latter seemed to sense something and glanced back.

The black clad youth’s pupils contracted slightly.

"An ancient existence, at least a former Profound Immortal, undergoing reincarnation and re-cultivation... interesting, very interesting!"

His voice was extremely soft as he spoke.

"What a Lower Realm, to actually produce this many monsters in one generation!"

His aura suddenly erupted like a raging sea, sweeping across the main battlefield.

*Boom!*

The heavens shook as the surrounding space collapsed inch by inch.

The true powerhouses were only beginning to enter the battlefield now.