Fierce Blade Energy poured down, as Nie Feng's montum continued to rise, the swiftness of his sword grew ever sharper.
Blood Blade Demon Skill, inherently akin to burning essence blood, every strike pushed by essence blood to empower stronger force, as long as there was enough essence blood, the power would be boundless.
However, even as a Qilin Demon, Nie Feng could not burn his essence blood endlessly.
The mont his Demon Sword reached its strongest, was also his weakest mont. For it ant that his essence blood was about to be drained.
That mont was swiftly approaching.
"Boom boom boom…"
Blade Energy continuously poured onto the Golden Bell Shield, its intensity left no ti for the shield to reverberate. The Golden Bell dimd, adorned with nurous Sanskrit inscriptions, began showing cracks.
The Golden Bell Shield was about to give way, but the mont was also nearly at hand.
The mont, soon… "It's here."
Qing Yu suddenly swung his arm, erupting with a formidable burst of True Qi. At this mont, he unleashed all his strength. Drawing Earth Essence Qi, his ninefold True Qi caused the entire cavern to tremble incessantly.
Joining hands together, Buddha Light burst forth, forming a giant Buddha statue with radiant True Qi that delivered a suprely powerful strike.
Man and god united, I alone am invincible, Tathagata Break!
The extre Buddha Light cleared away the Demonic Qi, striking the body of the Qilin Demon filled with malicious energy.
The Qilin Demon, weakened from massive consumption of essence blood, faced the powerful Buddha Skill and could only scream in vain, incapable of stopping his body from being demolished.
The formidable healing ability of the Qilin Demon was a challenge Qing Yu had to face to defeat Nie Feng. Lacking the power to obliterate the demonic body in one strike, he could only wear down its healing capabilities.
Blood Blade Demon Skill drained Nie Feng's essence blood, wearing down his healing ability, allowing Qing Yu to deliver a lethal blow.
Amid the dazzling Buddha Light, suddenly flashed a brightly lit blade. In the darkness, a Greedy Wolf howled, the Evil Sword Greedy Wolf thrust with speed surpassing sight, piercing into Nie Feng's forehead at the blood-stained Demonic Eye, penetrating his skull.
"Ding, congratulations host, for slaying Four and a Half Stars villain·Qilin Demon Nie Feng, acquiring item: Snow Blade (Five Stars), Qilin Demon Blood (Five Stars), Martial Arts Inheritance: 'Demon Sword' (Four and a Half Stars), 'Wind God Leg' (Four and a Half Stars), 'Step Wind Foot Shadow' (Four Stars), 'Ice Heart Technique' (Four Stars)."
The Snow Blade, forged from the "White Dew" left behind by Nuwa after nding the sky in the Fengyun World, is the coldest in the world, and was a bane to the Qilin Demon Blood inside Nie Feng, thus it was randomly deflected by Qing Yu's Golden Bell Shield.
Qilin Demon Blood, nurtured by the perverse energy of the cultivated Demon Sword and the destruction of the Dragon Vein. The original Qilin Blood, although extraordinary, was not as extraordinary as to reach five stars. After all, the origin of the Fire Qilin was deeply hidden, and the mad blood flowing in the Nie Family was far inferior to that of Dragon Essence.
However, nurtured by Demon Blood and perverse energy, this Qilin Blood transford into the extrely malicious Qilin Demon Blood. Qing Yu, if he wanted to cultivate the Demon Sword, just needed to absorb this Qilin Demon Blood, without the need to exert great effort in configuring Demon Blood.
As for Martial Arts, one must say that 'Wind God Leg' was Nie Feng's fated Martial Arts, completely aligned with his destiny. He had even pushed the 'Wind God Leg' beyond its limits, elevating it to Four and a Half Stars.
"Three-Point Returning Essence Energy, seven parts depend on destiny." Qing Yu recalled Xiong Gang Leader's life.
Ti and fate, the world of Hong Kong Comics deeply believes in destiny, everything is linked to destiny. Xiong Gang Leader is actually one of the better cases; after all, look at the neighboring Emperor Legend World which directly hangs fate up high, like Ying Zheng who looked robust like soone in his twenties before inheriting the kingdom at 13 years old, could chuckle heartily, and had even cultivated to Divine Communication.
"Don't ask why he's so strong, he has the True Dragon's Fate and cheats."
"To fully assimilate the Qilin Demon Blood, Divine Communication is necessary, so just wait a bit longer. Perhaps a new façade can be created then.
And the 'Demon Sword'..."
Qing Yu estimated, "Let's experint and see if the 'Demon Sword' can create fodder with the power of the True Pill Realm. But I think the success rate won't be high."
The Demon Blood needed for the cultivation of the 'Demon Sword' is concocted from various highly toxic substances; if one's strength is insufficient, they will directly be eroded by the toxicity, turning into a puddle of blood.
It might be possible for Qing Yu to create a few uncontrollable Demon Swordsn, but mass-producing fodder is highly unlikely.
However, everything still needs to be tested in practice; after all, the current Qing Yu is not lacking in funds, supported by an entire nation.
As for the 'Ice Heart Technique,' Qing Yu's current ntal state no longer needs such martial arts. Ever since the Innate Realm, Qing Yu had been focusing on his ntal state, and after so many stages, his ntal state has transcended what the 'Ice Heart Technique' could facilitate.
A familiar blur before his eyes, Qing Yu once again returned to the pitch-black Heavenly Giant Statue.
At this ti, the sound of fireworks bursting was still resounding outside. In the early hours of the New Year, Divine Capital of Northern Zhou surely didn't lack wealthy families setting off fireworks.
The liveliest place was the Imperial Palace. To celebrate his daughter's first New Year, the Emperor of Northern Zhou had the Fire Departnt Taoists co up with countless varieties of fireworks, all set for release today.
The festive atmosphere of the New Year filled the entire Divine Capital; every household was celebrating the arrival of the new spring, probably only Qing Yu was silently alone in the dark environnt.
"It seems I am destined to be lonely..."
Qing Yu gave a carefree laugh and once again entered deep into his cultivation.
To beco a peak warrior, how could one lack loneliness? The higher one climbs, the fewer the companions, and the greater the loneliness.
...
That sa night, in the Zhenwu Sect.
On Wanfa Peak, Xuan Shang covered the ntally absent Xuanfeng with a blanket, then quietly walked out of the newly constructed straw hut on the peak's top.
Outside, Xuanzhen, who was a collaborator with Qing Yu, was standing quietly at the edge of the cliff on the mountain's peak.
The New Year of the Zhenwu Sect was not much different from that of ordinary people. These Taoists, who were adopted by the Zhenwu Sect from a young age, regarded the sect as ho and cleaned the various palaces and hung festive red lanterns at the New Year.
However, this year's New Year at the Zhenwu Sect was exceptionally silent.
Not only because the conflict between two factions was becoming increasingly sharp but also because the Sect Leader Xuan Chen had been in closed-door healing, and the two peak masters of Chi Ming Peak and Kunyin Peak were also gravely injured.
On the way back from the Debating Conference, a group from Zhenwu Sect encountered an attack by the Blood Demon Sect, resulting in the deaths of disciples, and both the Sect Leader and the Peak Masters were seriously injured.
One of the Zhenwu Three Elders, Tong Ming, had not yet awakened, surviving only on the other two elders pouring their True Qi into him to sustain his life.
With a significant portion of the upper echelons heavily injured, there was utterly no festive atmosphere in the Zhenwu Sect, naturally leaving no room for celebration preparations.
However, the reason Xuanzhen ca tonight was not solely due to the injuries of the Sect Leader and others.
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