"Xiao Tianrui is so disappointing, he can't even handle a half-demon." The number one genius of the Huang Clan, Huang Tian, coldly said.
"Indeed, how shameful. The eight of them together were beaten like dogs by a half-demon."
"This time, Gu Laojiu and Huang Yuzhang will definitely be more arrogant."
Liu Suhong stared at Feng Feiyun with her beautiful eyes. She smiled, revealing her perfect teeth: "This half-demon is indeed strong, beyond our expectations. But this is only the beginning.
A big shot in Firmaments has given the order that whoever can kill Feng Feiyun will become the new young lord. Many prodigies will be coming today. "
Eighth Master Gu stared at the red light in the horizon and smiled: "That character is back from the Myriad-race Battlefield, we'll have a good show to watch."
Hearing Eighth Young Master Gu's words, everyone looked towards the scarlet light in the sky.
Meanwhile, Feng Feiyun and Liu Suzi also felt a scorching light coming their way. They looked over at the same time.
"It's him!" Liu Suzi slightly frowned.
"Who?"
Feng Feiyun sensed hostility from this red light.
"The second son of the Crimsonwood Domain Lord, Mo Taiqu.
He's one of the top prodigies of the Huan Tian Sect. He has been leading troops in the Myriad-race Battlefield for many years and has experienced life and death battles. Xiao Tianrui can't compare to him. "
"Whoosh!"
Mo Taiqu arrived on a battle beast covered in flames. He wore a blood-stained armor and exuded an oppressive killing intent. He landed on a floating island nearby and shattered the jade stones on it.
The beast beneath him raised its head to the sky and let out a deafening roar.
He had a bloodstained spear in his hand. It exuded a murderous aura. Only a weapon that had absorbed so much blood could have such murderous intent.
He pointed his spear at Feng Feiyun's group and shouted: "Who is Feng Feiyun? Come out and accept your death!"
The spiritual island he was on was the one that Xiao Tianrui had just controlled. It was only a few dozen meters away from here. Everyone could clearly feel the terrifying murderous aura from him. This aura was many times stronger than Xiao Tianrui's.
Mo Taiqu was covered in blood like a bloody knight. He had clearly just returned from the Myriad-race Battlefield. He didn't even have time to take off his armor before rushing over.
Many cultivators came to the Immortal Void Among Flowers grotto-heaven today and most of them knew Mo Taiqu.
"This guy actually came back from the Myriad-race Battlefield. It must be because Feng Feiyun killed his brother." A group of prodigies gathered on one of the islands and discussed.
"This half-demon is too good at causing trouble. He even provoked Mo Taiqu. He's one of the top ten young prodigies of Huan Tian Sect."
Mo Taiqu pointed his spear at the sky: "Don't blame me for slaughtering the Half Demon League's camp if you don't show yourself."
"What are you shouting for?
I'm right here. "
Feng Feiyun appeared on the island Mo Taiqu was on. He was sitting on the second floor of an octagonal pavilion, leaning on the railing. He held a pot of bronze wine and smiled at Mo Taiqu while drinking.
Mo Taiqu was slightly surprised. He didn't notice when Feng Feiyun arrived.
According to his many years of experience in the battlefield, this half-demon was very dangerous and not a weakling that could be easily killed.
Though Mo Taiqu was surprised, his aura didn't weaken at all. He pointed his bloodstained spear at Feiyun and said: "My brother, Mo Taijun, died to your hands?"
Feng Feiyun pondered: "Do you believe me if I don't admit it?"
"Of course not." Mo Taiqu replied.
Feng Feiyun said: "Then I better not admit it."
"You dare to play tricks on me? Brat, I'll nail you to death on this island in ten moves."
The beast Mo Taiqu was riding on was clad in a thick armor. It was running at a high speed, crushing the jade floor and breaking the thousand-year-old spirit trees. Finally, it crashed into the octagonal pavilion head-on.
"Boom!"
The octagonal pavilion collapsed with a loud rumble, splitting into pieces. The tiles, pillars, and railings all flew in all directions, turning into broken wood and tiles.
Feng Feiyun's body was enveloped in a golden Buddhist radiance. He soared into the sky before quickly descending and unleashing a golden Buddhist palm.
Mo Taiqu's eyes were cold like an emotionless wolf. Mysterious runes flowed on the spear in his hand as if it was coming to life.
The spear pierced through the sky as if it was going to pierce through the heavens.
"Not good!"
Feng Feiyun cursed in his mind. This Mo Taiqu's battle prowess was too terrifying, far beyond his estimation.
The spear pierced through Feng Feiyun's Buddhist palm along with Feng Feiyun's body, piercing through his skull.
Many people were startled. Mo Taiqu was actually this powerful? Just one spear and he killed that powerful half-demon?
Suddenly, Feng Feiyun's body became fainter and fainter before completely disappearing.
"So it only pierced through the half-demon's shadow."
Mo Taiqu's spear was indeed frighteningly powerful. The moment Feng Feiyun sensed something amiss, he immediately used his Swift Samsara to shift his body to the side.
Because his speed was too fast, it created the illusion that his body had been pierced by a spear.
Liu Suzi suddenly stood up, her slender body resembling a willow tree. Her eyes lit up as she said: "Mo Taiqu is holding a tenth-ranked spirit treasure."
The young prodigies' hearts skipped a beat after hearing this. All of their gazes fell on the spear in Mo Taiqu's hand.
Mo Taiqu held the blood-stained spear with a surging blood energy and a trembling demonic soul. He glared at Feng Feiyun and sneered: "That's right, this is indeed a tenth-ranked spirit treasure that I obtained from the Myriad-race Battlefield.
However, the demonic soul inside is damaged, so it can only exert thirty percent of its power. "
A tenth-ranked spirit treasure was essentially the same as a spirit treasure. It was just that different races had different names for weapons.
A Grade Ten Spirit Weapon could already be considered as a top-notch weapon in some of the weaker big domains. Even if it could only display 30% of a Grade Ten Spirit Weapon's power, it was already far superior to a Grade Nine Spirit Weapon. It was enough for the domain lords of the big domains to fight for it.
Although the artifact spirit of a grade ten spirit artifact was damaged, it would definitely be refined to perfection in the future and display the battle power of a grade ten spirit artifact.
"Mo Taiqu actually obtained a damaged tenth-ranked spirit treasure. This is enough to greatly increase his battle strength."
"Mo Taiqu is already at the early fifth-layer of Nirvana realm. Plus, he has been training in the Myriad-race Battlefield for many years. His battle experience far surpasses cultivators of the same level. I'm afraid this half-demon named Feng Feiyun won't have a chance to survive. Do you think Master Zi and Old Gu will help him?"
"That's hard to say. Mo Taiqu came with boundless killing intent and a tenth-ranked spirit treasure. Even Master Zi might not be his match."
Eighth Young Master Gu, Liu Suhong, and the others sneered. They were all waiting to see what Liu Suzi would do next.
They felt that Liu Suzi was in a difficult situation. If she helped Feng Feiyun, she would offend Mo Taiqu; if she didn't help Feng Feiyun, then Feng Feiyun would die in Mo Taiqu's hands, which would be a slap to her face.
They felt that Liu Suzi was in a difficult situation right now.
Feng Feiyun stood proudly in a corner of the spiritual island without a trace of fear: "Although the tenth-ranked spirit treasure is damaged, it can still be sold for a good price."
"Let's see if you have the ability to do so."
Mo Taiqu bellowed with a thunderous voice, causing the Spiritual Island beneath his feet to shake continuously, as if it would collapse at any moment.
"Golden Silkworm Buddhist Domain."
Feng Feiyun put his palms together. Suddenly, a myriad of Buddhist lights burst out from his palms. A huge Buddhist halo appeared behind him and a seventy-second ranked Buddhist altar condensed under his feet. His body became incomparably sacred. The entire heaven and earth were chanting Sanskrit, as if a Buddha had descended to the mortal world.
The Sanskrit was loud and clear, as if a hundred thousand Buddhas were chanting.
A hundred and eight thousand golden Buddhist silkworms fluttered around his body, enveloping the entire spiritual island.
Every blade of grass and tree on the spiritual island was flowing with Buddhist radiance. Every tile and stone was shining with golden radiance.
This scene was too sacred. The golden Buddhist radiance almost lit up half of the Immortal Void Flower Grotto-Heaven. The Buddhist radiance made this grotto-heaven look like a Buddhist domain.
Many older cultivators were alarmed by the Buddhist radiance. They thought that the descendant of the Immemorial Buddha Temple had descended. They were astonished when they found out that it was a half-demon.
"Demon Slaying God Slaying Style!"
Mo Taiqu rode his War Beast. Carrying the momentum of the War Beast, he thrust his spear forward. The sharpness of the spear was visible to the naked eye.
When the spear stabbed into the Golden Silkworm Buddhist Domain, it was like stabbing into a pool of mud. The sharpness of the spear was constantly being worn down by the power of the Buddhist Domain.
Feng Feiyun chanted Buddhist scriptures and slowly struck out a golden Buddhist seal. His palms looked like they were forged from gold and bronze. Countless golden silkworms danced around his palms and bombarded the tip of the spear, producing a sonorous sound.
"Bang!"
The seventy-second ranked Buddhist lotus under Feng Feiyun floated up as if it was blown away by a cool breeze. It flew back ten meters.
"Roar!"
Because the speed of Mo Taijun's charge was blocked, the legs of the beast under him were almost broken. Drops of blood flowed out of its armor. The beast let out an ear-piercing scream, and its entire body stood up like a human.