Chapter 1416 - 1413: Showdown and Compensation

"Violent Dream Song..."

Upon hearing Yuan Yi’s words, Luo Feng’s heart stirred. Without a doubt, this must be an extremely powerful sound skill.

At this moment, two young martial artists were fiercely battling above the crowd. The youth in blue attire slashed the incoming wave apart with his sword, an astonishing flame sword energy flickered in the void, causing a towering peak in the distance to tremble slightly, split open in the middle, with flames erupting from the crack, setting the surrounding vegetation ablaze.

"Eleven Prince, I’ve heard your Violent Dream Song has broken through to the seventh realm. Its power should be more than this, I presume. We haven’t seen each other for a year, it’s rare to exchange moves. Show your true skills."

The youth in blue stood with his sword, his figure swaying in the wind, smiling faintly.

"I fear your golden flame sword energy won’t withstand it," the youth in embroidered attire, known as the Eleven Prince, replied confidently.

"Oh, I think not necessarily."

The blue-clad youth’s gaze flickered, his precious sword in his hand swayed.

Boom!

As the longsword swept horizontally, a fiercely imposing aura erupted from the blue-clothed youth. The sword’s edge suddenly released a soaring flame light, blood-red in color, igniting a vast sky, with the river’s color reflecting the fiery red, appearing as if flames were dancing on the water’s surface.

"Eighty percent sword intent..."

Luo Feng watched the youth in blue, his eyebrows raised. Judging by the aura, this person’s cultivation was slightly inferior to his own, likely in the early stage of the sixth level of the True Yuan Realm. Combining with eighty percent sword intent, he could achieve such an astounding sword force.

However, his opponent was no simpleton either; the person hailed as the Eleven Prince had comparable cultivation, being a martial artist at the mid-stage of the sixth level of the True Yuan Realm.

"Haha, since you’re so confident, let me show you the seventh realm of Violent Dream Song!"

The youth in embroidered attire laughed arrogantly, spinning the jade flute in his hand, placing it at his lips. As a bright flash appeared in his eyes, a sharp and swift flute sound spread out, causing the entire sky to start distorting, seemingly placing the space under the opponent’s control.

Rumble...

The airflow surged chaotically, the originally calm river rolled up waves, crashing against the riverbank with a thunderous roar.

Luo Feng frowned slightly; the flute sound was so overbearing, filled with an incomparably chaotic intent, striking one’s soul like a hammer, leaving people agitated and unable to maintain their composure. However, having grasped the grand momentum, he could suppress all evils, and with a slight operation, he immediately calmed down.

The others were not so fortunate, sitting cross-legged on the ground with closed eyes, their faces pale, clearly under immense pressure.

Even Yuan Yi, a martial artist of the sixth level in the Spiritual Rotation Realm, had cold sweat covering her forehead.

Moo!

Suddenly, a startling beast roar sounded. The barbarian beasts lying obediently on the ground suddenly sprang up, their nostrils spewing hot air while their eyes turned bloodshot, filled with cruelty and chaos, raging in all directions.

Boom!

Two barbarian beasts collided, their massive force causing blood to splatter, the racks on them shattering, spilling demon cores and various materials.

"Ah, help!"

"Captain!"

Screams rang out, and two other maddened barbarian beasts charged directly toward the gathering guards, their heavy footfalls forming terrifying cracks in the ground with each step.

None of the group anticipated such behavior from the usually docile barbarian beasts, leaving them pale with fear.

Witnessing this scene, Yuan Yi’s face turned white.

These people were her companions, who had traversed countless life-and-death obstacles with her. She wanted to stop the barbarian beasts, but the power contained in the ever-approaching flute sound weakened her limbs, leaving her helpless to intervene, forced to watch them perish helplessly!

Bam!

At this critical moment, Luo Feng took a breath and punched the ground.

Boom!

The earth trembled, and a massive stone wall suddenly rose from the ground between the barbarian beasts and the crowd, as the two beasts collided with it with a thunderous crash.

"Saved..."

The people behind the rocky wall, having narrowly escaped death, glanced at the stone barrier and couldn’t help but swallow hard.

"Everyone, take action together, control the barbarian beasts! If necessary, slay them."

Yuan Yi, regaining her composure, glanced gratefully at Luo Feng and issued orders.

Instantly, experts among the guards formed small teams to begin restraining the rampaging barbarian beasts.

In the sky above.

The youth in embroidered clothes stood, his robes fluttering fiercely as his aura reached its peak.

Hush!

Suddenly, the flute sound changed, the True Yuan sound waves transforming into waves that circled into astonishing water columns, converging around the youth in blue from all directions. In moments, the entire sky was filled with sound-wave-transformed water columns, pressing together, seemingly intending to tear this space and the blue-clothed youth apart.

The youth’s face in blue grew serious, and suddenly he laughed heartily: "What a Violent Dream Song! It truly qualifies for me to give my all!"

Saying this, the youth in blue slightly bent his body, his right hand’s precious sword hidden behind him, and with his left hand pressed virtually, presented a posture of drawing a sword from behind, erupting brilliant golden flames soaring over ten feet high, enveloping his figure completely, leaving only those golden eyes glaring dazzlingly in the fire.

"Golden Flame Vanishing Calamity!"

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...

With a long whistle emerging from the flames, in an instant, countless streams of flame sword energy materialized in the sky, rushing toward the surrounding wave water columns.

Bang, bang, bang...

With each collision between flame sword energy and sound-wave water columns, an earth-shattering noise broke out, shaking the mountains below, with some large rocks on the peaks nearly crashing down the caravan.

It seemed to happen in just a moment, yet it felt like a long time as the flame sword energy and sound-wave water columns simultaneously annihilated.

Bam!

The youth in blue flew backward, the protective gang energy around him vibrating endlessly, with a trace of blood gently streaming down the corner of his mouth.

"Out Cloud Country’s Su Family’s Violent Dream Song is indeed extraordinary." Lifting his eyes, the youth in blue glanced at the opposite side.

"Naturally, from the start, you stood no chance of winning."

The youth in embroidered attire put away his jade flute, conceited.

The youth in blue snorted coldly, "I merely lost half a move. Once my cultivation reaches the mid-stage of the sixth level in the True Yuan Realm, you might not be my match. Eleven Prince, we’ll meet again!"

Finished speaking, the blue-clothed youth sheathed his sword and turned to leave.

"A defeated opponent remains a defeated opponent. Even if your cultivation surpasses mine, you cannot be my match."

The youth in embroidered clothes showed a mocking smile, preparing to leave.

"Sir, you cannot leave just like that."

Seeing the youth ready to depart, the caravan’s shopkeeper glanced around, noticing the barbarian beasts injured and dead, and most goods destroyed due to the Violent Dream Song, boldly standing out.

Upon hearing, the youth’s gaze shifted.

The shopkeeper hurriedly said: "Sir, my caravan is entirely ruined; this is the livelihood of my family. Continuing like this, I only face a.dead end. Please, be merciful and generous..."

The youth in embroidered clothes frowned slightly, indifferent, "Today, I’m in a good mood. These yuan stones are for you."

With that, he casually waved, dropping a brocade bag at the shopkeeper’s feet.

The shopkeeper quickly picked up the bag, opened it, and his face immediately changed.

Inside the brocade bag were only several third-grade yuan stones, equivalent to a few thousand second-grade yuan stones, just enough to buy a single barbarian beast...