Endless raging flames burned.
In the space, heavenly fire occasionally fell from the void. Countless rivers of magma flowed on the ground, crisscrossing. The ground cracked open, and flames rolled up from the ravines. The world was crimson, like a purgatory of flames.
Even so, there was no fear on Feng Qianli's face. His gaze was sharp to the extreme. Not to mention suppressing his cultivation level, even if Head Wu Que unleashed his full cultivation and condensed his Emperor Will into a sword domain, Feng Qianli wouldn't be trapped here.
After all, he had also touched the threshold of the Emperor Realm, half-step Sword Emperor.
Qin Hao walked over step by step. On his body, the color of the flames became darker and thicker, like burning sticky blood. The whole world began to turn red, and the scene became even more terrifying. It was as if they had fallen into a demon's den.
Feng Qianli's heart skipped a beat. He felt that something was wrong. The pressure from the opposite side was getting stronger. Although the artistic conception space was formed by the will of a martial artist, it was still a martial artist's power.
The aura in this space was like that of a demon god. It was completely different from Shou Wuque's temperament. It was like another person.
It was strange, but also faintly familiar.
"Kill."
Feng Qianli moved. He did not have time to think. His palm formed a sword seal, and the sword aura around his body whistled. A turbulent sword light slashed forward.
"You want to compete with swords? I'll satisfy you. Red Lotus Exploding Flame Blade."
Qin Hao let go of his hands and feet. The Origin Spirit in his body shook, and the powerful Red Lotus Overlord Fire spewed out, condensing into a giant flaming sword.
The demonic flames on the sword surged and slashed forward, cutting open the space. The blood-red demonic flames raged, and the violent power was completely different from the outside world. After all, Qin Hao could not use his soul power in front of so many people.
But now, he could use it to his heart's content.
Boom!
The sword aura shattered, and Feng Qianli was sent flying. A heat wave hit his body, and the terrible burning power soaked his body, making him groan.
At this moment, an incomparably bright light burst out. He turned his body with the sword aura and forcefully dispersed the Red Lotus Overlord Fire Qi. His expression changed wildly.
"You are not Shou Wuque."
Such a terrifying flame was able to destroy his half-step Sword Emperor's Sword Qi with just a wisp of Soul Power. Not many people in the Divine Palace could do this.
The blood-colored devil flame was especially eye-catching. In all of the Seven Peaks, there was only one person who possessed such a strange flame … Megrez Palace's Qin Hao.
"You still recognized me, but it doesn't matter. Wuque has other things to do. I'll fight you on his behalf."
Qin Hao chuckled. The Red Lotus Fire was too prominent. Once he made a move, he would definitely be recognized.
"Are you crazy?
I have never thought of fighting you. My opponent is Shou Wuque. "
Feng Qianli roared. He did not know why Qin Hao was pretending to be Shou Wuque.
However, there was one thing that he was absolutely no match for Qin Hao.
This person could be said to be invincible in the same realm.
"It's all the same, all the same. Come on, come on."
Qin Hao did not care about anything else. With his hands behind his back, he stepped into the void and stepped on Feng Qianli's head. With this step, the void trembled as if it could shatter the Great Path of Heaven and Earth.
It was a high-level Emperor Level martial technique, the Water Wind Godly Steps.
When one's cultivation was low, this step was not offensive and could only be used to avoid danger.
After reaching a certain level, one could use the power of the step to combine with one's own martial technique to achieve extraordinary results.
Once one reached the Emperor Level and used the Godly Steps, the earth-shattering power of the step could crush the heavens and shatter a martial artist's soul. Whether it was fighting or escaping, the power was extremely strong.
Qin Hao's step landed, and the void rumbled. The bottom of his foot contained an extremely strong power of the Great Path that suppressed downward. It was like a demonic mountain was pressing down on Feng Qianli's head.
Feng Qianli's eyes widened as he felt the huge power coming from above his head. Even his soul was trembling. He put his hands together and stabbed upward. A three-meter-long sword light shot out from his palms and collided with the suppressing power.
Suddenly, a muffled sound was heard, and the sword light was crushed. Feng Qianli felt the blood in his abdomen churning. He wanted to spit out a mouthful of blood as his body fell rapidly.
This power was too strong!
Dong!
Qin Hao took another step, ignoring the distance between them. After all, this world was formed by his will. His will caused the step to land on top of Feng Qianli's head.
This step pierced through the void and shattered the sky. It was so loud that Feng Qianli's eardrums were about to burst. He could no longer hold back the blood in his mouth. He opened his mouth and spat it forward. His body felt like it was being crushed, and his aura fluctuated greatly.
"Qin Hao, stop! I don't want to fight with you."
"You don't want to be the chief disciple of Daozang Peak anymore?"
"What does it have to do with you?"
"Of course it has to do with me. If you can't get past me, you won't be the chief disciple of Daozang Peak anymore."
"Don't be too arrogant. Your artistic conception can't trap me. If I expose it, you won't have it easy either," Feng Qianli roared.
He didn't know why Qin Hao pretended to be Shou Wuque, but there must be a big secret.
However, the battle of the chief disciple of Daozang Peak had nothing to do with Megrez Palace. If Qin Hao's identity was exposed, how would he explain it to Old Man Daozang?
"Can't trap you?"
Qin Hao sneered. "Try it."
"You're going too far."
Feng Qianli raised his head and roared. On his body, a bright light was released. A Great Dao rule sword intent flowed, and sword qi flashed continuously. It was sharp and dazzling, as if it could break open the sky.
Waves of terrifying sword light were formed and integrated with Feng Qianli's rule power. He didn't believe that he couldn't break Qin Hao's artistic conception.
After all, in a situation where they were at the same level, the difference in their soul power wasn't big.
As long as one's will was firm, he wouldn't be trapped in his opponent's artistic conception and be unable to escape.
With his half-step Sword Sovereign level rule power, even Shou Wuque, who had stepped into the Martial Emperor level, couldn't trap him in his artistic conception, let alone Qin Hao who had yet to step into the Martial Emperor level.
"One Sword Light Chilling Three Thousand Miles."
Feng Qianli roared. His long hair danced in the wind, and endless sword qi rushed towards the sky from his position. Just one sword qi was enough to pierce through space. When the space collapsed, he would report to the Peak Venerables that Qin Hao dared to impersonate Shou Wuque and played with him. He would definitely be punished by the Peak Venerables. He would make Qin Hao kneel and beg for mercy. He would make Qin Hao too ashamed to face the people of the Seven Peaks.
"It's good to be young."
Qin Hao looked at the struggling Feng Qianli. The ignorant were truly fearless. How could his Raging Flames Intent be broken by a half-step Sword Sovereign so easily?
That's right. The difference in their levels wasn't big. Even if he was weaker than the other party, as long as his will was firm enough, he wouldn't be unable to break free from his consciousness.
Unfortunately, the difference in their soul power was too big!
Dong!
As the Fleetfoot Steps stomped down, the heaven and earth shook. The power that spread out in the void shattered countless sword qi. Even if there were a few sword qi that flew towards the sky, it didn't cause any ripples in the blood-red void.
"How can this be?"
Feng Qianli's eyes widened in shock.
He actually couldn't shake this space?
He was a half-step Sword Sovereign and had comprehended the laws. Not to mention that he was in the same realm as Qin Hao, even if a true Thearch used a consciousness seal, it wouldn't be able to cause any ripples.
How tyrannical was Qin Hao's will? How powerful was his soul?
"Do you understand now?"
Qin Hao looked down with pity. Although Feng Qianli was a little disgusting, he was still a force to be reckoned with in this turbulent undercurrent. It was time to let him understand everything.
But before that, it was better to beat him up.
In the Yunyi Peak's dojo!
Countless gazes were on the two people in the dojo. Shou Wuque and Feng Qianli were both sword geniuses. Now, they were engaged in a battle of intent to compete for the position of the chief disciple of Daozang Peak.
For the sake of fairness, if Shou Wuque didn't use his emperor's intent and didn't use the laws, who would win in the end?
Time passed by slowly. Shou Wuque stood with his eyes closed. His long hair fluttered gently, and from time to time, his body would tremble with flames. However, his aura was stable. It was obvious that he was in a relaxed state.
Feng Qianli was different. His face was distorted, and some of his expressions were very exaggerated, giving off an indecent feeling.
And as time passed, his aura became more and more restless. At first, his sword intent was still very strong, but gradually, his aura began to weaken rapidly. Fist marks appeared on his face one after another, and his hair also started to burn under an inexplicable force.
Boom!
Finally, an explosion sounded. Feng Qianli's standing posture was as if he was hit by a wild beast. He flew backward fiercely, and his clothes burst open on the spot. His body bent into the shape of a bow and fell to the edge of the dojo, knocking out a disciple who couldn't dodge in time.
A mouthful of blood sprayed on the ground. The successor of the East Continent's Jueying Sword Emperor no longer had the noble appearance of a sword cultivator. At this moment, his face was extremely pale, and his eyes finally opened, revealing sadness.
"You let me win."
Qin Hao, who was pretending to be Shou Wuque, cupped his fists and chuckled.
At this moment, in the depths of Feng Qianli's desolate eyes, there was great fear spreading. His feelings were incomparably complicated. There was both shame and anger, and also a bellyful of anger. If Qin Hao hadn't told him the truth, he absolutely wouldn't have been able to endure this.
However, in the face of unknown danger, the successor of the Jueying Sword Emperor finally chose to put aside his personal grievances. He reacted quickly enough and got up. He cupped his fists and sighed. "I admit defeat. Shou Wuque deserves to be the real number one swordsman. I withdraw from the position of the chief disciple of the Daozang Peak."
Chief disciple?
Feng Qianli didn't care about the chief disciple anymore. He just wanted to leave alive.
Although he had been beaten up miserably by Qin Hao in the state, he had only lost to Qin Hao and not to the Southern Domain's First Disciple, Wu Que. Thus, he did not feel that there was anything embarrassing about it.
His sword was still very strong.
"He lost so quickly."
"Look at the injury on Senior Brother Qianli's face. There isn't a trace of sword intent. It looks more like a punch. Senior Brother Wuque really kept his promise."
"I really want to enter the state of mind and see Senior Brother Wuque's fist technique."
Many disciples of the Daozang Peak said with admiration.
Shou Wuque was not only unparalleled in the way of the sword, but also in the way of the Dao of Flames, his movement techniques, and even his fists. The disciples of the Daozang Peak used to think that he was cold and arrogant. Now, it seemed that he was just keeping a low profile.
Hearing the discussions around him, Feng Qianli was driven mad. How was it Shou Wuque? It was clearly Qin Hao, that bastard, who beat him up. He had punched him thousands of times.
"It's precious to know your own limits.
Since that's the case, which disciple of my peak wants to exchange a few moves with Wuque? "
Daozang looked down and felt very gratified. He also wanted Shou Wuque and Xiao Han to inherit the position of chief disciple and second chief disciple of the Daozang Peak.
"Everyone, please advise me."
Qin Hao imitated Shou Wuque's usual movements. His eyes scanned the surroundings without the slightest ripple, giving off an aloof feeling.