Ji Feng stood on a white cloud with his robe fluttering in the snow. His sleeves were rolled up as he carried a horsetail whisk.
Despite his young age, he had the demeanor of an immortal.
Not only the heretical, but the Dao Gate, Yushou House, and the royal court were also shocked. Mofang, who had defeated seven heaven-defying geniuses in a row, was killed by this young man?
Ji Feng!
Many people remembered this name. It seemed that the pagoda still had some amazing prodigies. This Ji Feng might be their number one genius.
Even the princess, who had an ugly expression, revealed a soul-stirring smile at this moment.
"You are the number one genius of the pagoda?" Chengfeng placed both hands behind his back and smirked.
"Not yet!" Ji Feng stared at the man from Evil Sect.
"You are not the number one genius of the pagoda?" Liu Chengfeng slightly frowned.
"Impossible, there isn't a second person at the pagoda with such a cultivation!"
"Who are you trying to scare?
If the pagoda's geniuses are that strong, how could they lose ten battles at the sacred lake? "
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The heretical disciples didn't believe it and felt that Ji Feng was the number one genius at the pagoda. At the very least, below Heaven's Mandate, there wasn't a second person stronger than him.
Ji Feng's gaze was like lightning, and it brought with it a power that could blind people. It caused the Evil Sect disciples to shut their mouths and become as quiet as cicadas in winter.
Ji Feng coldly uttered: "If the real geniuses of the pagoda come out, would your heretical schools be able to stop them?"
Chengfeng smiled and said: "Even your Grand Historical Genius, Shi Yelai, lost to our lord. What other amazing characters are there in the pagoda?"
Ji Feng sneered: "Shi Yelai?
Haha!
Don't you know that Shi Yelai lost to Feng Feiyun at the same level? "
The heretical disciples began to curse again at the mention of Feng Feiyun's name.
This name was a taboo to them since they were afraid of people mentioning words like the nine dragons pillar.
Ji Feng calmly admitted: "I also lost to Feng Feiyun."
His words stirred up a thousand ripples, and everyone was in an uproar.
Although the people of the Heretical Sect knew that the son of the demon was extremely talented and was accepted by the Divine King as his successor, they didn't know that Feng Feiyun had defeated Shi Yelai. And this young man with such a high cultivation actually admitted that he had lost to Feng Feiyun.
Just how monstrous was the son of the demon?
Evil Sect had just appeared in the world, and many people had only heard of its name but had never seen it in person.
If the Wanxiang Pagoda really had a genius even more talented than Shi Yelai and Ji Feng, then it would be too frightening.
"If my Uncle-Master was here, even if all of you geniuses from the Evil Sect came out, you might not be his match."
Wang Meng roared, his voice reverberating through the entire area. He sat on top of a plum tree, looking like a gorilla that was about to crush the tree.
Ningshuai was next to him, also sitting on the tree. He looked like a skinny monkey, wearing a straw hat that covered his face for fear of being recognized.
He looked around as if he was looking for someone. There was no way Feng Feiyun wouldn't be here, so why wasn't he here?
"Hmph, what a joke. It's fine if Feng Feiyun doesn't come, but if he does, I'll definitely take his life."
Chengfeng continued: "My heretical school has many experts below Heaven's Mandate. Hong Mofang can only barely be ranked in the top ten, the real experts have yet to show themselves."
The ten lords of the heretical schools were all at the Heaven's Mandate level, the supreme masters behind the scenes. Today, the ones taking action were the top geniuses at grand achievement God Base. There were several terrifying characters among them, and Hong Mofang was not one of them.
"Who is the real expert?"
"I am Chengfeng!" His voice was filled with a cold aura.
Ji Feng felt a mountain pressing down on him. The sky above turned dark as a gigantic shadow came crashing down …
It really was a mountain!
This mountain had a total of five peaks. They were covered in a monstrous evil flame that looked like a human palm with a power capable of suppressing the ages.
This was one of the twelve great heretical arts of the Senluo Temple, the Boundless Five Finger Mountain.
The twelve great heretical arts were unbeatable techniques in this world. Each of them was profound and profound. At a certain level, they could burn the sky and boil the sea as well as chase after the stars and capture the moon.
Rumor has it that the Boundless Five Finger Mountain was created by an evil monk, the third lord of the Senluo Temple. At that time, the ten halls had not split yet. The Senluo Temple was the leader of the heretical schools in this world. Its status in the cultivation world was comparable to the current Jin Dynasty.
During that era, no one dared to go against the will of the temple.
Liu Chengfeng had actually cultivated this kind of evil art. With just a flip of his palm, he was able to create a mountain burning with demonic flames.
Everyone at the scene felt a terrifying demonic might, as if the sky was collapsing. Everyone activated their protective divine techniques, fearing that they would be obliterated by the mountain in the sky.
Ji Feng's eyes were resolute. The horsetail whisk in his hand began to spin, creating a vortex in the air and a taiji diagram.
"Pure Eight Arrays Diagram!"
This was an ancient technique of the Daoist Gate. Rumor has it that it was one of the three dao mantras passed down by the Dao Ancestor. It was derived from the first mantra, the Pure Clarity Mirror.
This was a Daoist divine power that had been lost for three hundred years. It shocked the few Daoist fairies in green robes. Their immortal hearts and Daoist bones were like green lotuses sitting on a divine lake, but at this moment, they could not calm down.
The Pure Eight Arrays Diagram was a technique passed down from one of the three great Untethered of the Daoist Gate, the Transcendent Daoist. However, ever since the Transcendent Daoist rode a crane to the south three hundred years ago, this technique had never appeared in this world again.
Could it be that this extremely talented youth was the successor of the Transcendent Daoist? This identity was too frightening. His seniority in the cultivation world was comparable to a few giants.
The battle between the Boundless Five Finger Mountain and the Pure Eight Arrays Diagram was like a battle between a vast ocean and a divine mountain. In the end, both techniques were obliterated, and a huge golden wave exploded in the air.
Many cultivators were knocked down to the ground by this force. Some felt as if their heads had been struck by a bell as they fainted.
Chengfeng took a step back with a splitting pain in his hand as if his bones had been broken.
"Boom!"
The white cloud below Ji Feng's feet scattered as his feet sank into the ground. The bones in his legs issued cracking sounds as if they were about to break.
What a powerful attack!
Chengfeng was the top genius of the heretical schools. His battle prowess was twice that of Hong Mofang, someone who stood at the very top.
All the heretical disciples thought that Chengfeng would be able to suppress this supreme genius from the pagoda with one move. However, even after the Boundless Five Finger Mountain was unleashed, Ji Feng was still standing there with his back straight like a pine tree.
He was actually able to fight evenly against Chengfeng. This youth named Ji Feng was simply too powerful. With him here, the pagoda would not fall.
This was truly bringing glory to the pagoda.
"Very well!"
Princess Luofu couldn't help but gently shout and told Attendant Yu who was standing next to her. Attendant Yu smiled and nodded his head before walking towards the stage.
Attendant Yu smiled and said: "Congratulations, Young Noble Ji. Her Highness thinks highly of you, so don't disappoint her!"
Ji Feng slightly bowed: "Even if I have to risk my life, I won't disappoint her."
Ji Feng knew better than anyone else just how powerful the princess was. Even a Grand Historical genius like Shi Yelai was willing to be her follower.
Being able to catch her eye was indeed a great honor.
Attendant Yu nodded his head and smiled: "Hong Mofang is dead. As long as you can defeat Liu Chengfeng, that would be the same as defeating the Third and Fourth Halls. That would be enough to restore our pagoda's face."
Attendant Yu didn't continue and turned around to leave.
There were too many supreme geniuses in the heretical schools with many hidden dragons and crouching tigers. Although Ji Feng was powerful, it was impossible for him to defeat all of them.
Being able to defeat two top geniuses from the Fourth and Third Halls was already quite an amazing feat.
The pagoda's disciples also thought the same. They didn't dare to imagine that he could defeat all of the heretical geniuses.
This was simply impossible.
Chengfeng was already this terrifying, but there were still a few halls that didn't have geniuses coming out yet. Perhaps there were even more powerful ones than Chengfeng.
"The pagoda cannot lose today!" Ji Feng had an invincible pride in his heart.
"Even if we can't lose, we must lose!"
Chengfeng's sleeves bulged and continued to grow in the air. They turned into two blue clouds with countless worldly laws condensing.
"Brother Liu, His Highness has ordered me to fight in your place."
Xu Gao took a step forward and flew past Liu Chengfeng's side. His voice was so fast that it was like a ghost's shadow. The afterimages were endless, like the shadow of a black dragon.
Chengfeng was the number one genius of the Third Hall. If he lost, then it would be the same as the Third Hall losing as well. The Third Lord didn't want anything to happen to him, so he sent another top character to fight.
Chengfeng immediately retreated after Xu Gao made his move.
Xu Gao was the same as Chengfeng, a protector of the Third Lord. His cultivation was not much weaker than Chengfeng's.
Xu Gao took out a white iron jar shaped like a vase with a beast diagram on top. He slapped it with his palm and a gigantic Fire Qilin flew out.
"Rawr!"
The Fire Unicorn was as tall as a small hill, and the scales on its body were like pieces of iron and stone. This was the soul of a six-hundred-year-old mutated beast. Even with Xu Gao's high cultivation level, he couldn't refine it into his body, so he could only smash it into the Beast Bottle.
A 600-year-old beast soul was already at the top of grand achievement God Base. Once it reached 700 years, it would be able to fight against a first-level Heaven's Mandate.
"Pluff!"
Ji Feng's Full Moon Heavenly Eye opened. Above the bright sky, an invisible beam of moonlight rushed into his eyes. A terrifying light shot out, shattering Fireshine's soul.
His gaze was as sharp as a sword.
"Boom!"
Xu Gao's body fell down with his body split into pieces. His blood was even redder than a plum blossom.
Just one move was enough to kill the Third Hall's protector.
He died without a sound.