"What a powerful Buddhist art. Even Meng Xinglong's armor with a trace of Heaven's Emergence aura can't stop it. This is definitely a god art that surpasses Dream Sword Wave."
Behind the purple-clothed young man, a strategist waving a feather fan said.
At this moment, the purple-robed young master was sitting on an amethyst chair carved with a phoenix. There were many experts guarding him, and there were as many as six highly intelligent tacticians.
These strategists were very smart. They noticed that the young noble in purple was interested in the battle between the half-demon and the Meng, so they all spoke up.
Another strategist said: "This half-demon is very special. First, he took out a Buddha Pellet no weaker than a seventh rank spirit pellet. Now, he is using a supreme Buddhist art of the Buddhist Sect. Looks like he really has a ninth rank great pill refiner behind him, a high monk."
"There are thousands of ancient Buddhist temples in the Season Region. The only ones that can be ranked are the Enlightened Temple, which was founded by the Great Enlightenment Buddha 120,000 years ago, and the Non-Zen Buddhist Temple, which has a ninth-grade Buddhist artifact.
But no matter if it's the Enlightened Heart Temple or the Zen Buddhist Monastery, there isn't a single senior monk that can reach the level of a ninth-grade alchemist. "
Another strategist came over and bowed to the young noble in purple, "I've already sent someone to investigate. This half-demon appeared in Celestial Market four days ago and was in close contact with Meng Taiyue from the Meng Clan. Then Meng Taiyue used the Meng Clan's power to help him find a woman …"
"I don't want to know what he's been doing these days. I just want to know where he was before the fifth day." The young noble said.
"Uh … there's no definite information yet." The strategist knelt on the ground and trembled.
The young noble waved his fan and snorted: "Don't you guys always brag about being omniscient? How come you can't even handle such a small matter?
I'm so disappointed. "
The strategist kowtowed and said shakily: "This half-demon is someone we can't calculate. This information was gathered from Season's Fate Division."
"Looks like Season's Fate Division needs to be reorganized." The young noble said.
"Boom!"
Another person knelt down behind him. It was a supreme elder from Season's Fate Battalion. He spoke with fear and trepidation: "According to the latest information, there was a faint spatial ripple in Kalpa Mountain Range four days ago. According to the analysis, that half-demon came from another region and encountered a spatial storm in the wormhole. He was swept into Kalpa Mountain Range and Meng Taiyue brought him out."
The young noble ordered people to investigate Feng Feiyun's background while Feng Feiyun was fighting Meng Xinghu. In just fifteen minutes, all traces of Feng Feiyun's movements in the Sixth Central Dynasty were found.
Even for some things that couldn't be found out, a large number of Wisdom Masters would join hands to calculate and guess the most probable situation and then report it.
Although it was only one person's information, the amount of manpower and resources required was immeasurable. From this, one could see that the young noble could mobilize a lot of power.
"All of you, rise." The young noble's eyes flickered as if he was thinking about something.
Only then did the Great Elder and the tactician of the Secret Division breathe a sigh of relief and slowly stand up.
The supreme elder said: "There was news earlier. The girl that the half-demon named Feng Feiyun is looking for has crossed the formation platform and arrived at the capital. She is extremely beautiful and has an extraordinary cultivation. A wisdom master tried to calculate her but was countered by her. She even used a Heaven's Secret Killing Law to injure him and cripple his intelligence."
"Oh?
So powerful! "The purple-robed young master became interested. He smiled faintly and said," Where is that woman now? "
The Heaven's Secret Unit's Supreme Elder shook his head and said: "She is extremely skilled as a wisdom master, and her cultivation is also very powerful. We can't calculate or track her …"
"Hmph!
It's just a little girl!
I'll fight her. "
An old strategist with a feather fan behind the young noble closed his eyes. His body shined brightly as waves of heaven's secret laws emanated from his body and covered the entire capital.
This was a powerful wisdom master who had cultivated inside a divine palace before. Otherwise, he wouldn't be qualified to stand behind the young noble.
"Pluff!"
After a while, the old strategist's body shook and he vomited a mouthful of blood. He then fell straight to the ground and fainted.
"His soul was slashed by the opponent's Heaven's Secret Killing Law. He won't be able to open his eyes again." The other strategist had an ugly expression as he stared at the old man on the ground.
The young noble's expression remained calm from start to finish: "Interesting!
A different half-demon and a powerful girl. "He looked up at the jade wall and asked:" How many rounds have they fought? "
"Almost eight hundred, this half-demon is really strong."
Inside the realm of death, Feng Feiyun didn't know that someone was investigating him. He was still "fighting" against Meng Xinglong.
Of course, this was only on the surface. If Feng Feiyun really wanted to defeat Xinglong, he would only need two moves at most. This "hard" fight was only for the Meng's cultivators to see. If he showed too much power, then the Meng's cultivators would be scared away. That would be too boring.
"Golden Silkworm Egg!"
Feng Feiyun's body turned into a divine egg. A buddhist light covered his entire body and created a golden world. With an overwhelming power, it suppressed Xinglong.
Xinglong knew that Feng Feiyun's dharma was very powerful, so he didn't dare to underestimate his opponent. He summoned a fourth-ranked spirit treasure and channeled all of its power to unleash a thirty-fold attack.
"Time to end this!"
Feng Feiyun's hand reached out from the egg with a golden radiance. Buddhist runes danced on his palm as he slapped Xinglong's spirit treasure to the ground. He then strode forward and punched Xinglong away.
"Boom!"
Meng Xinglong was attacked by a huge force. The ancient armor on his body shone again and blocked most of the force. He roared, "I'm invincible!"
"Boom!"
Feng Feiyun unleashed another buddhist seal on Xinglong's chest, causing him to vomit blood. His ancient armor was on the verge of cracking.
"Boom! Boom!"
Feiyun looked like a god of war with disdain in his eyes. He unleashed five seals in a row, forcing Xinglong to retreat. Cracks started appearing on his armor.
This buddhist seal was called Boundless Dharma. It was one of the dharma that Feng Feiyun comprehended from the first diagram of the Golden Silkworm Scripture. The first diagram had 3,000 transformations, which meant that there were 3,000 dharmas, and each of them was a world-shattering ability.
However, Feng Feiyun used his own comprehension to condense these 3,000 dharmas into three: Boundless Dharma, Golden Silkworm Egg, and Thousand Buddha Images.
"Boundless Buddhist Dharma" was an offensive divine ability.
The Golden Silkworm Buddha Egg was a defensive divine art.
Thousand Buddha Images meant that Feng Feiyun could transform into 3,000 different images.
Feng Feiyun only used 20% of the power of Boundless Dharma. Otherwise, he could have killed Xinglong with one palm.
"Grand Dao Erected, Endless Abyss."
Meng Xinglong had never been beaten into such a sorry state before. His hair was disheveled, and his body was covered in dust and blood. At this moment, he used a secret art, one of the most powerful secret arts of the Meng Clan. A power that could pierce through the entire secret realm erupted from his body.
He tore open a pitch-black crack in the secret realm, from which streams of spatial energy surged out.
"Get down!"
Feng Feiyun unleashed another palm seal. The buddhist aura became even stronger and annihilated Xinglong's secret art like a golden cloud. Xinglong's body was also affected. His ancient armor exploded into pieces and a bloody palm print appeared on his chest.
Feng Feiyun attacked again and directly shattered Xinglong's dantian. Xinglong vomited blood as his eyes became dimmer and dimmer. He laid on the ground like a piece of paper.
Feng Feiyun grabbed Xinglong's ankle and dragged him out of the Secret Realm. He threw him towards the Meng cultivators and said: "Grand historical geniuses really can't take a beating!"
The Meng cultivators' expressions darkened. How could this half-demon be so strong? Even Xinglong was defeated by him. Who else could be his match?
"Haha!
Another historical genius from the Meng has been crippled! "A white-haired old man in a black robe laughed.
"Is your Meng up to it or not? Do you want me to help you?"
A young cultivator with an iron sword on his back stood in the crowd. His eyes were filled with battle intent, eager to fight against Feng Feiyun.
He spoke in a serious tone and didn't seem to be mocking the Meng.
But in the ears of the Meng Clan's geniuses, it was like a thorn in their side. Meng Xinghen said confidently, "Our Meng Clan's matters should naturally be handled by us. What right do others have to interfere?"
He then turned to Feng Feiyun: "Your cultivation is indeed high, but I've seen through your limits. It's enough to suppress you."
"Oh?
You're that confident? "Feng Feiyun smiled.
Xinghen smiled back: "If I didn't even have this much confidence, why would I enter the Secret Realm of Death so easily?"
Xinghen wasn't just talented, he was also proficient in divination and calculation. He was a high-ranked wisdom master and always acted cautiously. He wouldn't try anything he wasn't confident in.
It was precisely because of his cautiousness and meticulousness that the Meng Clan had raised him as the successor of the Clan Lord.