Chapter 574 - 573: Shattering the Eight Desolates (Part 2)

Chapter 574: Chapter 573: Shattering the Eight Desolates (Part 2)

In the Void, roaring flames, surging waves, crumbling continents, howling blizzards, and raging thunderbolts could be seen. They merged into a terrifying scene of utter destruction, all converging at the tip of Xuan Wuji’s longsword.

With a single thrust, the firmament cracked, and an endless aura of destruction manifested.

At that very moment, Qin Feng shot forward and thrust his own sword, which slammed into the tip of the oncoming blade like a beam of pure white light.

PFFT!

Like an ant trying to shake a great tree, Qin Feng was sent flying back dozens of yards with a deafening BOOM. The violent destructive power surged from the sword’s light, traveled down his longsword, and poured directly into his body.

SQUIRT! SQUIRT!

In mid-air, countless streams of blood burst from his body, turning him into a blood-soaked figure—a truly gruesome sight.

He crashed to the ground. But as he looked up, a cold, triumphant smile touched his lips.

To the astonishment of the onlookers, fine, spiderweb-like cracks visibly appeared on the immense, surging light of Xuan Wuji’s sword, all because of Qin Feng’s single strike.

A flicker of panic crossed Xuan Wuji’s face. His vast aura instantly lost its balance and fell into chaos, brewing a terrifying fluctuation that suggested he was about to self-destruct.

"What’s happening?" many of the powerful experts exclaimed.

Ye Ding, Yan Ge, and Qian Kai stared fixedly at Qin Feng, their faces filled with apprehension.

A mysterious Martial Artist with an imposing aura and a solemn expression answered the other experts’ questions. "Xuan Wuji gathered too much power. The Qiankun Sect’s ’Qiankun Eight Desolates Atlas’ is known for being first in power and second in wonder, but this Cultivation Technique has a glaring weakness. While it allows one to gather multiple worlds to form an even stronger one, you must understand that every Heaven and Earth Secret Realm possesses its own distinct power. If you didn’t cultivate it yourself, it’s incredibly difficult to achieve a perfect fusion!"

"Xuan Wuji may have unprecedentedly cultivated eight Heaven and Earth Secret Realms, but they are difficult to control. Just now, Qin Feng seized on that weakness. His sword strike caused the eight streams of power within Xuan Wuji’s body to lose their balance. Now, as you can see, the auras in his body are clashing and in disarray. He’s about to self-destruct!"

Hearing this, one expert laughed. "So, you’re saying this ’Qiankun Eight Desolates Atlas’ of the Qiankun Sect is all flash and no substance? That it looks impressive but is actually useless and easy to break!"

The short Martial Artist shook his head, his face grim. "You’re wrong. This ’Qiankun Eight Desolates Atlas’ is hailed as the number one True Inheritance technique of the Qiankun Sect. How could it have an undeserved reputation? If that were the case, the Qiankun Sect would have been destroyed long ago. It never would have become one of the Top Ten Sects among the Seventy-two Sects! This only proves one thing!"

Beside him, another handsome young man with a greatsword on his back and eyes as sharp as a blade’s edge nodded. "Exactly. Do you think just anyone could have exploited such a subtle flaw? Even if someone spotted it, they wouldn’t necessarily be able to seize the fleeting opportunity with such precision!"

He lifted his head, his gaze landing on Qin Feng, who was kneeling on one knee and supporting himself with his sword. "It’s not that the man from the Qiankun Sect is too weak, but that Qin Feng is far too strong!"

As a cultivator of the *Primordial Heart Demon Scripture*, hailed as the Ancestor of Heart Demons, Qin Feng himself was a master at finding flaws.

A Heart Demon, after all, can slip through the tiniest of cracks.

Xuan Wuji’s *Qiankun Eight Desolates Atlas* was certainly tyrannical and powerful.

It condensed eight Origins, used eight Inner Heavens and Earth as its foundation, constructed the Origin of the Eight Desolates, and materialized the Eight Desolates World. Its power was vast and surging, even surpassing that of some Martial Dao Great Powers.

At first, Qin Feng had been stunned by the power of Xuan Wuji’s Eight Desolates World.

However, through his probing attacks, Qin Feng quickly discovered Xuan Wuji’s weakness.

The Eight Desolates World was formed by condensing eight Secret Realms as its foundation. While powerful, it required immense concentration to balance the disparate powers within.

Xuan Wuji simply didn’t possess the ability to perfectly balance and control the flow of all eight powers.

Furthermore, based on his probing, Qin Feng deduced that of the eight Secret Realms, only a few had been created by Xuan Wuji himself. The rest were inherited from other powerful experts.

Something inherited from others could never offer the same level of perfect control as a Secret Realm one had created oneself.

Naturally, this made balancing the eight streams of power even more difficult.

This was a massive weakness!

Qin Feng’s sword strike wasn’t intended to grievously injure Xuan Wuji. Instead, its purpose was to transmit power into his opponent’s body, amplifying one of his Eight Extremes Powers.

This would throw the Eight Extremes Power out of balance.

Instantly, Xuan Wuji was forced to swallow the bitter fruit of his cultivation shortcut.

CRACK! CRACKLE!

In the sky, his aura went berserk, and countless bolts of lightning roiled around his body.

Xuan Wuji could no longer suppress the rampaging power within him!

Savage blue veins throbbed on his forehead, his face contorted ferociously as he struggled to form a Seal Technique.

A black-and-white Magic Ring materialized around him.

This black-and-white Magic Ring emanated a grand aura, one that seemed to encompass all of heaven and earth.

The light it emitted enveloped Xuan Wuji, and the rampaging power within him actually began to slowly stabilize.

"It’s a Qiankun Magic Ring, and a True Artifact Level one at that!" an expert cried out in astonishment.

Many of the experts sighed to themselves. ’What a shame. With that item, Qin Feng’s chances of survival look slim.’

The Qiankun Magic Ring!

This was a secret treasure that every disciple of the Qiankun Sect who practiced the *Qiankun Eight Desolates Atlas* would cultivate.

The Qiankun Magic Rings cultivated by ordinary Qiankun Sect disciples were Spiritual Soldiers, and even the strongest among them only managed to forge a Pseudo-True Artifact.

Yet Xuan Wuji possessed a Qiankun Magic Ring of the True Artifact Level!

His hair was disheveled and his handsome face was a mask of savagery. Controlling the Qiankun Magic Ring, he glared with a chilling expression at the blood-drenched, black-robed youth a few hundred feet away.

"Qin Feng, did you really think you could defeat me? A toad lusting after a swan’s flesh. You peasants are destined to be crushed beneath my heel."

After speaking, he controlled the Qiankun Magic Ring to stabilize the surging power within him. As the streams of power merged, his aura climbed steadily, surpassing his previous peak in a matter of moments.

His face darkened as he let out a cold, sinister laugh. "I admit, you possess some petty cunning, enough to perceive my weakness. But I, Xuan Wuji, am a Son of Heaven, blessed with great fortune and a grand destiny. I turn misfortune into luck and calamity into fortune. By absorbing your power, not only will my Eight Desolates Heaven and Earth True Power be completely stabilized, but it will also fuse even further, evolving one step closer to becoming Primordial True Power!"

A savage, cold light flickered in his eyes. "And you? You’re just a clown. Soon, I will suppress you completely and obliterate you, leaving not even a corpse behind!"

Rooted to the spot, Qin Feng pushed himself to his feet, a strange, cold smile on his face. "Is that so? Do you take me for an idiot? Did you think I would just stand here listening to you ramble, giving you time to stabilize the True Power in your body?"

"Hm?" Xuan Wuji’s face fell, and in the next instant, his expression changed drastically.

A hand had silently appeared in the Void, coming to rest squarely on his back.

"Divine Ability: Taiyin Reincarnation!"

A vast, silver-white starlight erupted from Qin Feng, surging like a tidal wave into Xuan Wuji’s body. In an instant, both he and Qin Feng were enveloped in a pillar of Moonlight that reached for the heavens.

Limitless starlight bloomed.

In the blink of an eye, Xuan Wuji found his True Soul Body transported to a strange, silver-white Illusion Realm.

"This is a Soul Great Divine Power!" Xuan Wuji’s expression remained unchanged, a hint of confidence on his face. His Soul Power had been exceptionally strong since he was a child. In a battle of souls, he was confident he would not lose to any expert of the same rank.

But that confidence lasted for only a few breaths before a colossal Giant appeared before his eyes.

Before this soul Giant, his own soul was no more than an ant on the ground!

*(Author’s Note: Some people can’t wait and are saying the releases are too slow, so I’m putting this Chapter out first. I’ll release the third and fourth Chapters together around 7 o’clock.)*