Chapter 191:
Xiao Yang stepped out from his hiding place in the forest, with Liu Qingyun and Ling Xian'er following behind him.
"Xiao Yang?"
Qin Fei was startled to see him, but he quickly composed himself, scanning his surroundings. After confirming that there was no one else nearby, he narrowed his eyes and smirked coldly.
"Junior Brother, hand it over," Xiao Yang said, motioning with his fingers toward the Crimson Sun Fruit in Qin Fei’s hand.
Qin Fei sneered. "Senior Brother, do you still think you're the number one among the younger generation of Azure Sun Sword Sect?"
Xiao Yang chuckled lightly. "Oh? My dear Junior Brother, have you dropped the act?"
Qin Fei's face darkened, but then he let out a mocking laugh. "Only weaklings need to put on an act. Do you know how hard it was for me to pretend all these years? You think I wanted to? Now, my strength has far surpassed yours. To me, you are nothing more than an ant. Why should I keep pretending? There's no one else here except for you and those two insignificant bugs behind you. Who would I even be pretending for?"
Xiao Yang remained indifferent. "Junior Brother, do you really think that just because you survived your hardships and gained power, you can defeat me?"
Qin Fei sneered, his eyes flashing with hatred. "I have already reached Half-Step Divine Martial Realm, while you… you're nothing more than a mere Martial Grandmaster of the Heavenly Martial Realm. Tell me, what do you have to fight against me?"
The moment he recalled the suffering Xiao Yang had caused him, Qin Fei boiled with rage. He wanted nothing more than to tear Xiao Yang into pieces.
If not for Xiao Yang, he wouldn’t have been crippled.
If not for Xiao Yang, he wouldn’t have been forced to kill his own uncle with his own hands.
Xiao Yang had pushed him to the brink—their enmity was irreconcilable.
"So, what do you want?" Xiao Yang asked with amusement.
"What do you think?" Qin Fei gritted his teeth. "If it weren’t for you, I wouldn’t have suffered such humiliation. If not for you, I wouldn’t have had to kill my own…" Qin Fei stopped himself just in time, his face contorting in fury. "And if not for you, I wouldn’t have endured the agony of ten thousand poisons devouring my soul! Tell me, how should I repay you, my dear Senior Brother?"
A chilling killing intent exploded from Qin Fei’s body.
Xiao Yang smirked, unbothered.
"…"
Behind him, Liu Qingyun's face paled as he felt the immense pressure radiating from Qin Fei.
This was the power of a Half-Step Divine Martial Realm cultivator.
A white-haired young man had actually reached such a terrifying level at such a young age.
A genius—an unmatched prodigy.
Even among the strongest martial cultivators, only a handful could ever reach the Heavenly Martial Realm, much less step into the Divine Martial Realm.
Liu Qingyun had cultivated for hundreds of years and was still only at the Supernatural Realm. If not for a miraculous encounter in his youth, which granted him an elixir to extend his lifespan, he would have already perished of old age.
Cultivators could live longer than mortals, but even then, most only gained an extra decade or two.
The only way to greatly extend lifespan was to break through to the Heavenly Martial Realm, allowing the martial body to reverse innate mortality and be reforged by spiritual energy.
A beginner Grandmaster of the Heavenly Martial Realm could easily live for 200 to 300 years.
A peak Grandmaster could reach 500 to 600 years.
For Half-Step Divine Martial cultivators, their lifespan didn't increase significantly.
But the instant they broke through to the Divine Martial Realm, they could dominate the world for over a thousand years.
Divine Martial Realm experts could shatter mountains with their fists, sever rivers with a single sword strike, and even soar through the heavens.
And beyond them were the Martial Saints of the Saint Martial Realm—immortal figures who had long surpassed human limitations.
However, for over a thousand years, no one in the Northern Territory had successfully reached Martial Saint Realm.
Among the Top Ten Sects, only Soaring Sword Sect, Guiyuan Martial Sect, and Supreme Dao Sect had a Martial Saint guarding them.
Even then, those Martial Saints had not shown themselves for centuries.
Without a Martial Saint, Divine Martial experts were the strongest.
And Qin Fei had already reached Half-Step Divine Martial Realm.
How could Xiao Yang possibly be his opponent?
Liu Qingyun broke out in a cold sweat.
They were doomed.
Ling Xian'er, however, studied Qin Fei curiously.
"So this is the innate Dao-body sword genius from Azure Sun Sword Sect?"
Xiao Yang narrowed his eyes.
"Do you really think you can kill me?"
He looked at Qin Fei—the man who had once slaughtered the entire Azure Sun Sword Sect, burned his parents alive, and bathed in the blood of his fellow disciples.
Xiao Yang clenched his fists.
He wanted to shatter every bone in Qin Fei’s body, making him suffer as much pain and despair as he had in his past life.
But now was not the time.
He wanted Qin Fei to experience everything he had endured in his previous life—every ounce of suffering, every drop of agony.
Killing him too soon would be too merciful.
"Senior Brother, you are nothing to me now," Qin Fei sneered.
His confidence came from power.
With his current cultivation, he truly believed that Xiao Yang was nothing more than an ant.
But in Xiao Yang’s eyes, Qin Fei was the one being arrogant.
Meanwhile, Liu Qingyun and Ling Xian'er were already inching backward.
"Today, you all die here."
Qin Fei flicked his wrist.
A dazzling five-colored sword light shot toward Xiao Yang's waist.
It was the Five Elements Flying Sword—Qin Fei’s ultimate weapon.
Liu Qingyun and Ling Xian'er immediately turned and fled.
Xiao Yang remained unmoved.
With a thought, a sword light erupted from his body, intercepting the incoming attack.
"CLANG!"
The two sword lights collided, sending sparks flying.
The sheer shockwave from the impact tore through the surroundings, sending dust and debris flying.
Invisible sword auras carved deep marks into the ground, and the trees around them were shredded to pieces.
A single falling leaf was instantly sliced into a thousand fragments by the surrounding sword energy.
Having escaped the battle zone, Liu Qingyun and Ling Xian'er turned back.
Their faces turned pale.
The area around Xiao Yang and Qin Fei had become a scene of devastation.
A massive boulder behind them was covered in sword marks.
Ling Xian'er reached out and gently touched the boulder.
"BOOM!"
The entire boulder crumbled, collapsing into dust.
"…"
Liu Qingyun and Ling Xian'er were speechless.
Meanwhile, Xiao Yang and Qin Fei were already engaged in an intense battle by the water pool.
It was a duel between two sword prodigies.
Xiao Yang possessed the True Sun Sacred Body and was the Holy Son of Azure Sun Sword Sect—his swordsmanship was unmatched.
But his opponent, Qin Fei, had also undergone a drastic transformation.
And Qin Fei's Innate Dao Body was an even more terrifying talent than Xiao Yang’s.
Even though Liu Qingyun and Ling Xian'er hoped Xiao Yang would win, they feared he had no chance.
Xiao Yang was only at the Heavenly Martial Realm.
How could he possibly defeat Qin Fei?