Chapter 1357 - 1354: Battle with Corpse Ghost Taoist, Endless Netherwind!

"Corpse Ghost Taoist, do you really think that the current me is still the Luo Feng of two months ago, who you could manipulate at will?"

Luo Feng looked at the Corpse Ghost Taoist and walked forward step by step, his piercing gaze even brighter than the Emperor Yan’s Sky-breaking Saber in his hand.

The Corpse Ghost Taoist was taken aback, facing Luo Feng’s gaze, for a brief moment, he even felt a trace of fear.

I would be afraid of this brat!

With a cold snort, the Corpse Ghost Taoist dismissed this ridiculous thought, anger swelling in his heart, his True Yuan began to surge like flowing water, and he said coldly:

"Such grandstanding! Kid, I was merely testing you earlier. Those I want to kill have never remained alive in this world, and you will be no exception. Corpse Wind Blood Tablet Palm!"

With a loud shout, the Corpse Ghost Taoist’s eyes shot out a compelling blood-red light, and he struck out with his palm.

Suddenly, black wind danced wildly around, obstructing vision, among which a massive blood tablet over ten meters high crushed down towards Luo Feng from the sky.

The blood tablet smashed through the air with a booming sound, its surface billowing with blood aura, as if opening the gates to the Nine Nether Hell. The surrounding black wind transformed into countless ghost shadows, screaming with cries that were neither human nor beast, brandishing their claws as they charged, making one’s scalp tingle.

Buzz!

Luo Feng bore the Grand Momentum, with sharp eyes, his whole presence like a treasured blade unsheathed, possessing an indescribable aura, rendering the black shadows akin to evil spirits timid.

"Summer Thunder Falling from the Sky Saber!"

With a step forward, strands of thunderbolts appeared around Luo Feng, converging onto Emperor Yan’s Sky-breaking Saber, slashing directly forward.

Slash!

Since encountering Qiu Yue and hearing him utter ’Lei Wuxiang,’ Luo Feng’s understanding of the intent realm of thunder deepened, and the realm of his Summer Thunder Falling from the Sky Saber unknowingly broke through. This time it was used, with unprecedented might; as the saber descended, it seemed to birth real thunderbolts within the void, instantly splitting apart numerous ghost shadows and cleaving into the blood-red tablet.

Boom!

Saber Qi and the blood tablet contended against each other, locked in mid-air for a moment, exploding mutually into shockwaves, causing the lake below to cave in by over ten meters.

Hmm!

Corpse Ghost Taoist frowned slightly, his gaze deep, with an intensified desire to kill Luo Feng.

Last time, he had an arm severed by Su Zhuyun, and to regenerate it, he had paid a considerable price, severely injured in terms of Yuan Qi, yet his power still remained above True Yuan Realm’s sixth level. In two consecutive clashes, he hadn’t gained the slightest advantage, leaving him quite embarrassed.

After all, regardless of how much of a genius Luo Feng might be, he is only at the fifth level of the True Yuan Realm. For this to drag on and spread around, he would certainly be seen as a laughingstock again!

With that thought, the Corpse Ghost Taoist’s eyes flashed, with an angry roar, exerting his True Yuan to the extreme, pressing downward with his palm.

Buzz!

The entire sky was filled with demonic Qi, pitch-black like water, centered on the Corpse Ghost Taoist, sweeping outward and instantaneously sealing off several thousand meters of the sky like a sea of demonic Qi, with black waves tumultuously transforming into countless sinister demonic creatures, roaring and howling towards Luo Feng.

"What cultivation technique is this, that it can even affect my spirit!"

Qiu Yue heard these howls, feeling all the blood in his body boiling, unable to maintain his spirit, while horrified in his heart, he felt immense admiration for Luo Feng.

From such a distance, he could not resist these howls, yet Luo Feng was actually facing the Corpse Ghost Taoist directly, which not only required tremendous strength but also immense courage.

"Kid, let’s see how you fend this off."

Standing in the center of the black sea, the Corpse Ghost Taoist gazed at Luo Feng with bouncing ghost flames within his eyes, "Endless Netherwind!"

As he spoke, the Corpse Ghost Taoist’s black robe fluttered backward, pressing with his palm towards the dark sea.

Boom!

With a palm strike, the dark sea’s demonic Qi churned, surging into waves of black demonic Qi, transforming into various sinister demonic creatures in an instant, charging at Luo Feng with terrifying momentum. The intense sound caused the fish and low-level demon beasts in the lake to leap out in succession, with some dying of fright directly.

"Slash!" Luo Feng, bearing the Grand Momentum, unaffected by the sound, unleashed a saber gang several meters long from Emperor Yan’s Sky-breaking Saber, slashing out with an indomitable aura.

Boom!

A huge saber light flashed in the void, instantly dissipating various sinister demonic creatures, yet following immediately, more demonic beings emerged from the dark sea, sweeping over.

"Heh heh, it’s useless. The wind is endlessly born; as long as I have sufficient True Yuan, the Endless Netherwind can forever persist, there’s no way you can break it!"

The Corpse Ghost Taoist emitted a cruel laugh, having just been too careless before, now with full power, confident Luo Feng stood no chance.

As he spoke, in the rolling black waves of the dark sea, countless demonic creatures were born again, charging towards Luo Feng’s direction.

"Step of Sky-Burning Monarch!"

Luo Feng squinted his eyes, golden flames blazed on him, stepping forth.

Boom!

With a slight tremor in the space, golden flames erupted from under Luo Feng’s feet, transforming into golden shockwaves that swept outward, incinerating all approaching demonic creatures to ashes.

"I’ve told you, it’s useless. Your cultivation is beneath mine; to break the Endless Netherwind is merely a delusion!"

The Corpse Ghost Taoist laughed arrogantly, with swirling black waves, transformed into a giant hand that grasped Luo Feng fiercely, squeezing the protective gang energy until it creaked, seemingly about to shatter at any moment.

"Whether it works, we’ll see in the end."

Luo Feng’s expression remained unchanged, speaking while fully activating the Demon Form Technique.

Instantly, beastly roars echoed within the void, and piercing demon fire blazed onto Luo Feng’s body, his eyes turning into sinister blood-red vertical pupils, with the atmosphere of slaughter completely released, his gaze icy and merciless, transforming entirely into a war god.

"What! He’s still not giving his best!"

Feeling Luo Feng’s perpetually rising aura, the Corpse Ghost Taoist was shocked and furious, clenching his teeth, he reached out with another pitch-black giant hand, grasping into the void towards Luo Feng, ferociously squeezing him, intending to grind him and the protective gang energy into powder jointly.

"Slash!"

Luo Feng’s gaze flashed, slashing out with the saber.

Slash!

The dazzling saber light flashed in the void, even dividing the floating clouds in the sky, splitting the two pitch-black giant hands down the middle, vanishing into emptiness.

"Impossible, how has your strength improved this much!"

The Corpse Ghost Taoist was aghast, the previous strike’s power was entirely different compared to before, akin to that of a martial artist at the True Yuan Realm’s sixth level, while Luo Feng hadn’t even advanced beyond mid-level of the True Yuan Realm.

"Watch me break your Endless Netherwind."

With a step forward, Luo Feng’s sharp gaze caused the Corpse Ghost Taoist’s heart to chill, provoking a mix of rage and shame, with a loud roar: "I dare you to break it!"

Boom!

As the sound started, ghost flames danced in the Corpse Ghost Taoist’s eyes, propelling his True Yuan to its limit.

In an instant, the waves in the dark sea intensified, each wave exceeding ten meters, transforming into giant black demon pythons, with mouths agape, entwining towards Luo Feng, seeking to devour his flesh entirely.