Chapter 887: Chapter 884: Heroes in Twilight, Dominating for Thousands of Years (Part 3)

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang...

A series of explosions erupted from within Luo Feng, instantly drawing the attention of all nearby.

Within the yuan qi barrier, winds surged violently. The high-quality clothes on Luo Feng’s body were torn to shreds by the qi force, revealing skin underneath laced with blood vessels, like red-hot branding irons, a sheet of crimson.

After a moment, Luo Feng opened his eyes, the blood vessels on his body completely faded away, and his gaze was unprecedentedly bright as he breathed lightly.

Whoosh!

The qi force shot out like a blade, piercing the ground a few meters away, forming a clear depression, while the air within the yuan qi barrier erupted chaotically, with sand and stones flying.

Yang Wanyi immediately withdrew the yuan qi barrier, her beautiful eyes fell on Luo Feng, and she exclaimed in surprise:

"Such a strong aura, this is the mid-stage of the Spiritual Rotation Realm’s seventh tier!"

Yang Dingtian and the two family heads exchanged looks, their faces full of shock.

With their experience and knowledge, this was the first time they had seen someone whose power had surged so much in such a short time, and they faintly felt that hidden within Luo Feng was a massive force far beyond this breakthrough.

Luo Feng felt the surging yuan qi within himself, and was somewhat surprised, the quality and quantity of yuan qi had exceeded his former self by more than tenfold.

His gaze flickered, and Luo Feng rose to look at Elder Huang, frowning slightly.

At this moment, Elder Huang’s skin had fully shriveled, and his body seemed to have shrunk, his hair snow-white, looking old and frail, yet his eyes remained sharp.

"Ahem..."

Supporting himself with the treasured saber, Elder Huang attempted to rise.

"Uncle Huang..."

Yang Wanyi tightly pressed her red lips, preparing to support Elder Huang, but he waved her off.

Supporting himself with the treasured saber, Elder Huang slowly stood up, his gaunt and aged figure exuded a saber qi that soared to the sky, like a dragon coiled with a tiger crouching.

His gaze fell on Luo Feng, Elder Huang coughed lightly twice, his cloudy eyes revealed a hint of brilliance, and he smiled with satisfaction:

"Luo Feng, I was not mistaken. You are indeed a Martial Arts genius seen only once in a century, far surpassing ordinary people to withstand my tenfold Three Day Torrential Cloud Art. Encountering you at the end of my days is truly my good fortune..."

With every word he spoke, his breath weakened a bit, yet his words remained firm and resolute, as sharp as the silver snow treasured saber in his hand.

Luo Feng stood silent, though not acquainted, the other party disregarded his life to pass all his lifetime cultivation onto him...

Yang Dingtian exhaled deeply and said:

"Brother Huang, I’ve broken through to the True Yuan Realm. With my true yuan, I should be able to help you recover some strength."

Elder Huang shook his head, "No need, you’ve just broken through to the True Yuan Realm, depleting your true yuan is a great taboo. Life in this world, like plants in autumn, ends in dust, life and death are ordained. Though my life has been ordinary, I have wielded a saber across the jianghu, always remaining true to myself, living freely and unrestrained, and today I have also remedied my sole lifelong regret, with nothing left to worry about, there’s no need for concern."

The head of huo family, with a face flushed red, hummed with puffed cheeks:

"Huang, you scoundrel, I know you like the Frosty Hundred-Leaves Wine from Hanting House, henceforth I’ll offer you a cup every year, lest you crave it!"

Old Master Chen wiped his eyes, filled with tears.

"A cup... Then I shall not thank you."

Elder Huang smiled faintly, his breath as thin as a whisper, turned his gaze towards Luo Feng and Yang Wanyi, and reached deep inside to take out a secret manual and a storage ring, handing them to Luo Feng:

"Luo Feng, I have devoted my life to studying saber techniques. This is the culmination of my life’s work, which should assist you in your future practice. I entrust it and dear Waner to you..."

Luo Feng reached out to receive the secret manual, feeling it immeasurably heavy, as his nose slightly stung. He suddenly looked up straight at Elder Huang, his gaze dignified, and clasped his fists in a salute:

"Master, please accept my gesture of respect!"

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Luo Feng knelt and bowed three times, causing the rocks beneath to shatter.

"Master, what a word, master! Having you as my disciple is truly one of life’s pleasures. Hahaha..."

Looking at Luo Feng, Elder Huang’s cloudy eyes suddenly gleamed with brilliance, laughing heartily three times, his voice pierced through the clouds, echoing endlessly.

Buzz!

The wind blew.

Laughter and the saber resonated as one, like a harmonious melody, singing an ode to a hero in his twilight.

Gripping the treasured saber, Elder Huang stood against the wind, his figure as erect as a peak, wore a smile, the might of the wind and clouds hidden within the blade, resembling a general about to go to battle.

Luo Feng rose, looking at the lifeless Elder Huang, glanced at the secret manual in his hand, a myriad of emotions arose in his heart.

Yang Wanyi noticed the expression on Luo Feng’s face, walked over to hold his right hand, and softly comforted him:

"Luo Feng, by acknowledging Uncle Huang as your master, you fulfilled his only wish. He passed with a smile, without regret."

Luo Feng nodded.

At this moment, Yang Dingtian stepped forward, gazing at Elder Huang said:

"Brother Huang, you died fighting for Dayang City, here I shall erect a tomb for you!"

As he spoke, Yang Dingtian inhaled deeply, a fierce fire qi ignited on his body, the intense flame growing brighter, almost competing with the blazing sun in the sky.

Whoosh!

Yang Wanyi lifted the unconscious Lin Hongyi, took Luo Feng, their figures soared into the sky, the head of huo family and Old Master Chen also stood suspended in the air.

Boom!

With a flash in his eyes, Yang Dingtian stomped his foot, causing the earth to tremble. The ground within a hundred meters of Elder Huang suddenly split open and sank ten meters.

Whoosh!

His figure shot into the air, and Yang Dingtian’s gaze fell onto a mountain dozens of zhang high beside him. Flames intensified around him as he extended his arms forward in a virtual embrace and suddenly clenched them.

Buzz!

The space trembled violently, and the entire mountain seemed to quiver. It was as if an invisible force was drawing it up into the air, sending it flying over to crash towards the ground.

Rumble!

With a loud crash, the ground within a few hundred meters sank three feet, the mountain stood firm upon it, and Elder Huang’s body was nowhere to be seen.

"Let’s go back to Dayang City."

Gazing at the mountain for a moment, Yang Dingtian turned around and commanded calmly, neither joyfully nor sorrowfully, before shooting off towards Dayang City.

Luo Feng took one last glance at the mountain, bowed in mid-air, and followed behind.

Upon reaching Dayang City, the battle was still ongoing, and as Luo Feng looked around, his heart tensed.

Outside Dayang City, the earth was stained red with blood. The number of demon beasts had reduced by more than half, yet their numbers were still enormous, a whopping four to five million.

The number of human martial artists had also dwindled from an initial three to four million to fewer than two million, with casualties surpassing a million, a chilling figure.

This was after Yang Dingtian and the two family heads intervened, wiping out nearly half of the Blood Corpses. Otherwise, the death toll would have been even more severe, and whether Dayang City could have held out until now would have been in question.

"In the face of such a vast battlefield, even Spiritual Rotation Realm martial artists are insignificant. Only by breaking through to the True Yuan Realm can one navigate it effortlessly."

Luo Feng recalled the scene of Yang Dingtian casually wiping out tens of thousands of Blood Corpses, a thought flashed in his mind.

However, despite the brutality of the battle, there were still gains to be had.

Luo Feng noticed that many people’s Jing Qi Shen had become more refined than before, and he spotted Steward Li in the crowd, who had broken through from the peak of the first level of the Spiritual Rotation Realm to the second level. Such a breakthrough would not have happened so quickly through normal cultivation.

Ah! 𝚏𝕣𝕖𝚎𝚠𝚎𝚋𝚗𝐨𝐯𝕖𝕝.𝕔𝐨𝕞

Suddenly, screams echoed from the crowd.

Luo Feng swept his gaze and saw a dark figure darting through the crowd. Wherever it passed, the protective Gang Qi and bodies of the human martial artists burst open, spilling blood everywhere.

"Blood Corpse!"

Yang Wan’er supported Lin Hongyi, and upon seeing the dark figure below, her complexion changed as well.

Luo Feng nodded, his brow slightly furrowed.

Although the dark figure was fast, he could see it clearly.

The figure had blood-red claws on all four limbs, was covered in tiny scales, and its gaze was bloodthirsty and cruel, identical to the previous Blood Corpses, only its aura was crueler and more sinister. After slaughtering human martial artists, it would put severed limbs in its mouth to gnaw on.

Old Master Chen frowned and said, "As long as a Blood Corpse consumes enough flesh and blood, it will rapidly transform. Once it reaches a breakthrough point, it will ascend to become a Blood Corpse with power equivalent to a Spiritual Rotation Realm martial artist and gradually develop intelligence."

The head of the Huo family, his body emanating faint heat, said coldly, "On such a large battlefield, filled with countless fresh blood, the breakthrough speed of the Blood Corpses will be very fast. We must quickly eliminate them. Otherwise, when they transform into Blood Fiends, it will be troublesome, and even the three of us together may not be able to deal with them."

"Yes, this matter mustn’t be taken lightly. Blood Fiends possess their own intelligence and are mysterious and unpredictable. Once they appear, it’s a disaster."

Yang Dingtian nodded heavily.

Back in the day, during the war between the territories of a hundred countries and the Demon Realm of the West Desert, dozens of kingdoms were destroyed, thanks mostly to the Blood Corpses and Blood Fiends.

The power of the Blood Corpses is limited, and without intelligence, they pose little threat. Even attacking a small city is quite difficult.

But once a great battle breaks out, the number of dead ordinary humans and martial artists is countless, which, for the Blood Corpses, is undeniably a Cave Sky Paradise. The countless Jing Qi nurtured Blood Corpses and Blood Fiends are innumerable, bringing down city walls, leading to catastrophic destruction that even True Yuan Realm martial artists cannot withstand...

While speaking, Yang Dingtian prepared to take action and slay this Blood Corpse.

"Father-in-law, leave this to me."

Luo Feng suddenly spoke up.

This Blood Corpse was only slightly stronger in aura than the previous two he fought with. Having received Elder Huang’s imparted cultivation, his strength skyrocketed, and he wished to take this opportunity to test his true strength.

"Very well, be careful. There should be other Blood Corpses present." Yang Dingtian looked at Luo Feng and nodded. He was also curious about the level of Luo Feng’s current strength.

"Mm."

Luo Feng nodded slightly, flashed, and descended from the sky, pouncing towards the Blood Corpse that was slaughtering en masse.

Midway, fiery light rose behind him, transforming into a blazing red fire that condensed into the Sky Fire King’s Arm, muscular and sinewy, both real and illusionary, illuminating the space, with a total of twelve Sky Fire King’s Arms.

Roar!

The Blood Corpse tore the throat of a martial artist with a bite, looked up at Luo Feng, and let out a howl, shooting towards Luo Feng with lightning speed.

Luo Feng’s expression did not change. He clenched his left fist and met the opponent with a punch.

"Dominating for Thousands of Years!"

Buzz!

The space quivered slightly. Luo Feng’s figure moved downward, as a giant flaming light membrane formed in front of his fist, its scorching and domineering aura permeating a thousand meters of space. It bore down with the force of a mountain, as though a great sun was falling.

Boom!

With a loud explosion, dust and stones flew. The Blood Corpse’s body was slammed to the ground, its incredibly hard body crushed into a heap of black blood and flesh. The shockwave caused the surrounding hundred meters of the ground to sink four or five meters, and all the Blood Corpses within the range were reduced to nothingness.