"It’s actually the late stage of the sixth level of the Spiritual Rotation Realm. No wonder he could defeat Yi Tian and Duan Lin of the Sky Sword Pavilion. Looks like another rising new talent. In the next New Dragon List tournament, I wonder if he can break into the top forty."

"His cultivation isn’t weak, but cultivation isn’t everything. A martial artist’s combat strength still depends on overall qualities. Considering him in the top forty might overestimate him. Those on the New Dragon List, which one of them isn’t a prodigy? He’s just a new master; his martial arts realm and combat experience can’t compare to the veteran geniuses on the New Dragon List. I think he should be around the top fifty."

"That’s also true. But considering his age, being able to reach the top fifty is already quite impressive."

The crowd was surprised to see Luo Feng, discussing him with a mix of surprise, doubt, and admiration in their eyes.

Among the younger generation present, the disciple Lu Yun from the Sky Sword Pavilion was also at the late stage of the sixth level of the Spiritual Rotation Realm. In the last New Dragon List tournament, he was ranked forty-first, just one step away from the top forty.

However, most people did not recognize that Luo Feng currently had the strength to compete for the top forty. Each of the top ranks on the New Dragon List serves as an insurmountable barrier. Just like the previous New Dragon List’s fortieth-ranked Lu Zhao, when he fought with Lu Yun, Lu Yun could only withstand ten moves at most. This is the gap between the fortieth and forty-first ranks.

The arriving people were Luo Feng and Xia Yunjing’s group.

Seeing the thunder light bullets, the five of them hurried on their way at full speed. Together with the nearby Demon Sect disciples, they had already gathered at Mount Heimang, without much delay, not falling far behind others.

Hearing the discussions around him, Lu Yun, who was fighting with the Blood Saber Guards, raised an eyebrow. When he glanced back and saw Luo Feng, his face immediately darkened.

"Damn it! How did his cultivation improve so quickly? I haven’t seen him for a few days, and he’s already reached the late stage of the sixth level of the Spiritual Rotation Realm!"

As a notable figure on the New Dragon List, Lu Yun had always held himself in high regard, never putting the rising star Luo Feng in his eyes. Yet last time, to his surprise, he was totally defeated by Luo Feng. He vowed to himself that after this hunting tournament, he would return and work hard in cultivation, and in the next New Dragon List tournament, completely defeat Luo Feng and humiliate him furiously.

No matter how strong Luo Feng was, his cultivation had always been inferior. Lu Yun believed that as long as he worked hard to improve his swordsmanship, victory was within reach.

However, human plans could not keep up with destiny. In just a few days, Luo Feng had made great strides and had already reached the sixth level of Spiritual Rotation Realm, with a cultivation level that no longer lagged behind him.

"Junior Brother Lu Yun, for him to break through so quickly, he must have used heaven and earth treasures. His true realm is not as good as yours. Don’t worry too much, to avoid forming a heart demon, which will make it difficult to progress in the future."

Zhuang Fei glanced at Luo Feng and said calmly.

"Hmm." Lu Yun responded in a low voice.

As Luo Feng flew near, Zhuang Fei raised his eyebrow and said, "Let me help you dampen his momentum, so you can see how easy it is to crush him."

Hiss!

A sharp stream of air burst from Zhuang Fei, forcing back two approaching Blood Saber Guards. He stepped forward with his right foot, and with a shake of his sword, slashed towards Luo Feng.

Whoosh!

A massive green Sword Qi shot out, splitting midair into three, pressing towards Luo Feng in a zigzag pattern, slicing the surrounding air to pieces.

"Ah! Quickly dodge!"

The intense coldness contained within the Sword Qi made the nearby Golden Palace disciples’ faces change drastically, and they all retreated.

Humph!

From above the clouds, a light hum resonated.

Facing the three terrifying sword lights shooting at him, Luo Feng’s expression remained unchanged. He stomped the air below him, halting his figure abruptly.

"Break!"

The Emperor Yan’s Sky-breaking Saber flashed in midair, and the fierce Saber Gang compressed the air ahead into a hemispherical shape, like crystal.

Boom!

With a loud noise, the three sword lights shattered, and Luo Feng’s figure shook slightly, stopping in place.

"Hmm?"

Zhuang Fei furrowed his brow. He had used seventy percent of his strength with that slash, thinking he could send Luo Feng flying, making a fool of himself publicly, but he didn’t expect it to be blocked so effortlessly.

"He actually blocked it!"

The faces of the nearby Golden Palace disciples were equally shocked. Zhuang Fei, ranked thirty-seventh in the last New Dragon List, had already reached the initial stage of the seventh level of the Spiritual Rotation Realm. Even a casual sword strike from him wasn’t something a late sixth-level Spiritual Rotation Realm martial artist could easily block.

"Senior Brother Luo Feng!"

The sound of breaking through the air echoed as Nanxuan and others caught up, landing beside Luo Feng, their eyes cautiously watching Zhuang Fei and his group.

"Zhuang Fei, what do you mean by this?" Xia Yujing asked coldly, her eyes icy.

Zhuang Fei did not mind Xia Yujing’s attitude, giving Luo Feng a careful look, then smiled faintly, "No particular meaning, just a momentary slip of hand."

"I see."

Luo Feng, who hadn’t spoken, nodded slightly, casting a glance at Zhuang Fei, a cold smile forming at the corner of his mouth.

"Golden Crow Annihilation Slash!"

Without any warning, flames flared up around Luo Feng, as he slashed down with his saber.

Screech!

The brilliant fiery light soared skyward, the Saber Qi transforming into a ferocious Three-legged Golden Crow, charging towards Zhuang Fei.

Humph!

Zhuang Fei snorted coldly, a hint of disdain in his eyes. His sword trembled, and he simply thrust it out.

Boom!

A massive explosion resonated as the Three-legged Golden Crow was cleaved apart. Zhuang Fei staggered back several steps before coming to a halt.

"Luo Feng is indeed bold, daring to confront Zhuang Fei head-on."

"That Zhuang Fei was also too much, attacking for no reason."

"The most astonishing thing is, Luo Feng actually forced Zhuang Fei back."

The disciples of the Golden Palace noticing this scene were full of disbelief, discussing incessantly.

No wonder they were so shocked; Luo Feng was only at the late stage of Spiritual Rotation Realm level six, and no one considered him to be on the same level as Zhuang Fei.

"Huh?"

On the other side of the battlefield, Lin Hongyi was drawn by the commotion here, glancing over. Seeing Luo Feng, her bright eyes slightly moved, revealing a thoughtful expression.

Luo Feng paid no mind to the surrounding chatter, looking at Zhuang Fei and said calmly:

"Sorry, I slipped too."

"You!"

Zhuang Fei’s face turned extremely ugly, his fist clenched tightly, having almost suffered at Luo Feng’s hands made him feel humiliated, his expression was dark as water.

Taking a deep breath, Zhuang Fei calmed down. It would be simple to teach Luo Feng a lesson, but they were currently engaged in a battle with the Demon Sect. Acting out now would only lead to gossip, plus his goal here was the rewards from the hunting tournament.

"Consider yourself lucky this time."

Zhuang Fei no longer looked at Luo Feng, his whole body surged with Yuan Qi, bursting forth in blinding blue light, several times stronger than before, and slashed out with a sword.

The sword Qi this time stretched tens of meters long, burning with a turquoise flame, splitting into seven strands of sword light, shooting forward, covering an area nearly a hundred meters wide.

Whish! Whish! Whish...

The sharpness crisscrossed, the seven strands of sword Qi intersected, slicing all the Demon Sect disciples in their range into a pile of shredded flesh.

"Such powerful swordsmanship, that single strike killed over forty Demon Sect disciples!"

"He truly wasn’t going all out just now, otherwise Luo Feng couldn’t have blocked a single move."

The nearby disciples of the Golden Palace were left speechless.

"Hmph!"

Zhuang Fei glanced at Luo Feng, coldly sneering. He had intended to give Luo Feng a show of force by going all out.

However, he was disappointed.

Luo Feng’s expression didn’t change at all, seemingly not noticing the scene.

Above the clouds, Zhu Liehuo looked grim. At Ming Dang Mountain, it was not surprising that Lin Ruohai was defeated by Luo Feng, as Lin Ruohai’s strength did indeed fall short compared to Luo Feng, but that Zhuang Fei, an outstanding disciple of the Sky Sword Pavilion, also lost to Luo Feng made him feel disgraced.

Purple Brow Wanderer had always admired Luo Feng, and smiled, "Shui Linglong, your Linglong Hall has indeed picked up a jewel this time. Luo Feng broke through to the late stage of Spiritual Rotation Realm level six; his strength is close to reaching the top forty of the New Dragon List this season. With still half a year left, if he improves further, entering the top thirty isn’t impossible."

Shui Linglong’s mood was extraordinarily good, nodding with a smile, her beautiful eyes flashing with surprise as she looked at Luo Feng. She too was very shocked by Luo Feng’s rapid breakthrough.

Elder Tai Yuanhu of Yuangang Hall said, "Let’s leave this to them and check out Mount Heimang. There aren’t any of the top ten new dragons here, so if a Demon General-level expert shows up, we’ll have to handle it."

"Okay."

The four discussed, their figures flashed, rushing towards the black palace within the belly of Mount Heimang.

Ow ow! Ow ow...

A number of Sky Flying Demons and Blood Saber Guards surrounded the black palace, and upon seeing the four, immediately launched an attack.

"Get lost!"

In a foul mood, Zhu Liehuo swept a glance at these Sky Flying Demons and Blood Saber Guards, slashing out with his sword.

Boom!

A sword Qi over a hundred meters long of flame flashed in the void, extinguishing over a hundred Demon Sect disciples, turning them into fireballs, their remains incinerated completely in an instant.

"Let’s go in and check, proceed with caution!"

The four landed in front of the black palace and stepped inside.

Meanwhile.

Luo Feng and his five companions surged into the crowd of Demon Sect disciples.

"Thunder Fire Shocking Heavens."

Luo Feng wasn’t deliberately pursuing the hunt’s rewards; to him, this was an excellent opportunity to enhance his strength, and the rewards were merely for further strengthening. Pursuing only the hunt’s contributions would be counterproductive.

Moving swiftly among the Demon Sect disciples, Luo Feng focused wholeheartedly on cultivating Thunder Fire Shocking Heavens, repeatedly slashing with Emperor Yan’s Sky-breaking Saber, each attack claiming the life of a Demon Sect disciple, including those in Spiritual Rotation Realm level six.

"Swift as thunder, explosive as fire..."

Strike after strike after strike...

Amidst the blood and gore, Luo Feng moved leisurely through the chaos, with the intentions of two martial arts constantly resonating in his mind, each step bringing about a slash, each slash capable of killing an enemy, seemingly simple with no technique, yet exuding an irresistible aura.

Gradually, he entered a subtle state, forgetting the battlefield, forgetting time, and even himself, leaving only endless thunder and burning wildfire sprawling in his consciousness, intertwining.

"Senior sister, why do I feel Senior Brother Luo Feng’s saber technique is getting more powerful with each strike?" Nanxuan watched Luo Feng, her eyes showing a hint of bafflement and shock.

Lin Yue’er nodded, "I feel the same."

Xia Yunjing watched Luo Feng’s eyes, which seemed both vacant and filled, her beautiful eyes shimmering brilliantly, taking a deep breath she said:

"Junior Brother Luo Feng seems to be comprehending the saber technique intent realm, and if I’m correct, he’s already entered the Martial Artist’s dream-like State of Wuwei."

"State of Wuwei!"

Lin Yue’er, Nanxuan, and the others were visibly shaken.