Martial Arts Overlord

Hearing the words of the pale martial artist, the crowd reflected thoughtfully, as they were also extremely curious about the identity of the two people.

One person thought for a moment and said, "That female disciple looks familiar, somewhat like Ling Qingwu from the Linglong Hall’s Shuang Jiaoyang."

"Oh, now that you mention it, I do remember. I saw her at the last New Dragon Ranking Tournament, it is indeed Ling Qingwu."

"Then who is that young saber man?"

"Among the young generation of the Golden Palace, there are only two saber men with such strength. One is the sixth on the New Dragon Ranking, the Purple Extreme Palace disciple ’Purple Dragon Swordsman’ Han Wudao. The other is the eighth on the New Dragon Ranking, the Floating Snow Hall disciple Divine Wind Saber Guest. But judging by age and appearance, that young man is neither."

"I thought of someone!" The pale martial artist’s eyes flashed, and he suddenly said.

"Who?"

"Luo Feng from the Linglong Hall! It seems he has safely escaped from the siege of the Blood Demon Sect."

"What! It’s him!"

The surrounding martial artists all widened their eyes, shocked by this unexpected answer.

...

The night breeze blew, and the moonlit waves rapidly retreated to both sides.

It had been over an hour since they separated from the group of martial artists.

Oh!

Suddenly, in the darkness of the night, a gigantic shadow appeared in Luo Feng’s vision, over a hundred meters long and over ten meters high. Under the faint moonlight, it resembled a ghost.

Looking intently, Luo Feng discovered that the gigantic shadow was actually the Dragon Boat that was previously docked in the bay, but the deck that was once crowded with silhouettes now had no traces of anyone.

Ling Qingwu explained:

"To go to Group Dragon Island, one must pass through an area known as the Gale Extreme Domain. The area is lashed by ferocious winds, so even the Dragon Boat cannot sail, and martial artists must travel alone. This is the test for reaching Group Dragon Island because to pass through the Gale Extreme Domain area, a martial artist’s cultivation must reach the fifth level of the Spiritual Rotation Realm; otherwise, their Protective Gang Energy cannot withstand the Gang Wind."

"So that’s how it is."

Luo Feng nodded, no wonder entering Group Dragon Island requires one to be at the fifth level of the Spiritual Rotation Realm.

After a moment’s thought, Luo Feng said, "So, does that mean we are not far from Group Dragon Island?"

"That’s right, once we pass through the Gale Extreme Domain, we can reach Group Dragon Island in less than the time it takes to burn an incense stick," Ling Qingwu nodded, a rare excitement breaking through her usually calm tone.

Although she had anticipated it, the prospect of safely reaching Group Dragon Island with Luo Feng still filled her with irrepressible excitement when the moment truly arrived.

Since ancient times, traversing the ocean and safely reaching Group Dragon Island with a Spiritual Rotation Realm cultivation would not fill one hand’s worth of people, including themselves.

Before this, Ling Qingwu never imagined she could achieve such a feat.

The two continued onward for a distance, and the sky suddenly darkened as pieces of dark clouds covered the heavens, seemingly about to fall at any moment, and the air felt heavy.

Crack!

Suddenly, a bolt of lightning exploded across the sky, and the bright lightning, like a heavenly sword, split the sky in two, lighting up the whole area as if it were day.

In a flash, the Yuan Qi of heaven and earth suddenly became extremely chaotic, as the entire sea raged, with giant waves dozens of meters high, overlapping endlessly.

Bang!

With just a single surge, the waves shattered dead wood into pieces, while Luo Feng and Ling Qingwu each activated their Protective Gang Energy.

Swish!

Breaking through the waves, Luo Feng looked up, and at the edge of his vision, massive water spouts broke through the sky, connecting heaven and earth.

The world was a chaotic mess, making it impossible to distinguish the sky from the earth, with only rampaging Gang winds and surging waters raging everywhere.

Gazing at the scene, Luo Feng felt a shock born in his heart, realizing the limits of human strength, as only nature’s magnificent artistry could carve such a spectacle.

"Luo Feng, the Gale Extreme Domain is just ahead. Let’s charge through!"

Ling Qingwu raised her delicate hand, transforming her Protective Gang Energy into a nine-petaled lotus, automatically cutting through the nearby waters, and spoke to Luo Feng.

"Okay."

Luo Feng nodded and swung his saber.

Whoosh!

The saber light shot out across the water’s surface, slicing open a path through the chaotic heavens with Saber Qi.

"Let’s go!"

Luo Feng and Ling Qingwu charged forward together.

Although the Gale Extreme Domain was dangerous, the wind blades and water columns within only equaled the attack power of a fifth-level martial artist of the Spiritual Rotation Realm, posing no threat to Luo Feng and Ling Qingwu. The two swiftly passed through in less than half the time it takes to burn an incense stick.

In the chaotic world of the Gale Extreme Domain, once they emerged, a whole new scene unfolded before them.

The sky returned to being the sky, the earth returned to being the earth; a bright moon hung high, the calm sea rippled gently, a tranquil and peaceful contrast to the terrifying scene just before, all shrouded in mystery.

"Let’s go."

Luo Feng exhaled lightly, turned, and proceeded ahead skillfully.

Not far from there, silhouettes began appearing on the sea surface.

They moved in groups of three or five, comprised of Golden Palace disciples and rtiad heroes from all over the world; all were previous passengers of the Dragon Boat.

"Hey, look, isn’t that Ling Qingwu from the Linglong Hall?"

"Yes, it’s her! I’ll never forget that face after seeing it once in this lifetime."

"Who is the young saber man beside her? It seems like they have a good relationship."

"Never seen him before. Judging by his Qinggong, his strength shouldn’t be weak. Could he be a newly emerged genius, or perhaps a promising youth from another dynasty?"

"This guy hit the jackpot! Linglong Hall is famous for its beauty, and Ling Qingwu, alongside Yang Wanyi, is a proud daughter known as one of the Twin Suns of Linglong Hall. I’d be content just to exchange a few words with her. Yet, this kid can get so close to Ling Qingwu." A young Golden Palace disciple gazed at Luo Feng from afar, full of envy and even a bit of jealousy.

Hearing this, several martial artists nearby shook their heads.

Although Luo Feng’s aura seemed weak, judging from the Yuan Qi fluctuations, he was obviously a Martial Artist of the ninth level of the Spiritual Rotation Realm, whereas the speaking Golden Palace disciple was merely at the sixth level. They were not even in the same league. Even if Ling Qingwu’s eyes were bad, she wouldn’t fail to tell the difference.

Luo Feng didn’t hear the discussions around him, and even if he did, he wouldn’t care.

After all this rushing around, his Yuan Qi was nearly depleted. He just wanted to reach Group Dragon Island quickly, to properly cultivate and restore his peak condition in preparation for the New Dragon Ranking Tournament.

At this moment, from another direction, several figures noticed Luo Feng and Ling Qingwu.

"Senior brother, look that way. I think that’s Luo Feng from Linglong Hall!" A disciple in blue said.

Upon hearing this, the young man beside him, wearing a blood-colored outfit and with a fierce gaze, raised his eyebrows, his eyes instantly focused on Luo Feng’s direction, and his pupils contracted with a chilling light.

"Indeed, it’s him!"

The blood-clad youth was precisely Yi Wuxue.

The blue-clad disciple was shocked and said, "I heard he was training in the Red Flame Desert and was besieged by a large number of experts from the Blood Demon Sect, among whom were Demon Generals ranked in the top hundred. I didn’t expect him to be still alive. Senior brother, what level do you think he is at now?"

"This kid surviving to this point must be due to luck and not being discovered by Blood Demon Sect disciples. Do you really think he could defeat Demon Generals in the top hundred? I reckon his cultivation wouldn’t exceed the eighth level of the Spiritual Rotation Realm."

"Yes, I think so too. Senior Brother Yi is already in the late ninth level of the Spiritual Rotation Realm and is considered the foremost new genius this year."

Several Sky Sword Pavilion disciples, aware of the grudge between Yi Wuxue and Luo Feng, kept belittling Luo Feng and praising Yi Wuxue in their words.

Listening to this gossip, Yi Wuxue’s gaze grew even more sinister, and he spat out a few cold words through clenched teeth.

"He is at the pinnacle of the ninth level of the Spiritual Rotation Realm!"

Upon hearing this, the nearby Sky Sword Pavilion disciples’ voices came to an abrupt halt, and one couldn’t help but suck in a breath of cold air.

Yi Wuxue clenched his fists tightly, his joints cracking with a zheng-zheng sound.

Last time he encountered Luo Feng, he was intimidated by the other’s strength and didn’t dare to draw his sword in public. He regarded this as a great humiliation and had been longing for revenge since.

Ever since the end of the Hunting Tournament and obtaining the earth-level cultivation technique, Yi Wuxue had been cultivating madly, not fearing death, and had ventured into several dangerous places to train.

Heaven rewards diligent effort, and during training in a perilous place, he was fortunate to obtain a Lingyun Yuanqing Fruit, a heavenly treasure that enhances Yuan Qi!

With an earth-level cultivation technique and the aid of spiritual medicine, his cultivation had advanced rapidly. Three days ago, he successfully entered the late ninth level of the Spiritual Rotation Realm!

Yi Wuxue had thought that his progress was already fast enough and that he had certainly surpassed Luo Feng by a long margin, only to find that Luo Feng had already reached the pinnacle of the ninth level of the Spiritual Rotation Realm, even a level higher than him. This realization was a severe blow to him.

One of the disciples who had just been flattering Yi Wuxue hadn’t expected things to turn out this way and swallowed hard, "Senior brother Yi, cultivation does not equate to strength. Your Azure Flame Seven Repair Sword has already been mastered, and that Luo Feng might not be your match."

"Yes."

Several other Sky Sword Pavilion disciples also spoke up.

Yi Wuxue’s eyes flashed, and he nodded, "I’ll go test him!"

Swish!

With the end of these words, waves rippled, and Yi Wuxue vanished from his spot.

"Luo Feng, take my sword!"

The winds and waves abruptly intensified as Yi Wuxue’s figure transformed into a bloodred streak, soaring several hundred meters in an instant, heading straight for Luo Feng.

Along the way, his treasured sword swung, and amidst the Jiansong’s whistling, a sharp force traversed, dividing into seven greenish sword shadows, enveloping Luo Feng.

Each sword shadow was dozens of meters long, and the green light on them resembled ghostly flames, casting eerie reflections on the sea, turning the entire ocean into what seemed an earthly purgatory.

Bang!

Luo Feng had long sensed Yi Wuxue’s intentions but was caught off guard by the sudden attack. He frowned, swung a palm backward, pushing Ling Qingwu to the back, and stood with his hands clasped behind, stepping lightly on air.

Boom!

At the moment his foot touched the water’s surface, the sea trembled, and a wave tens of meters high surged into the sky. These waves, infused with Luo Feng’s Gang Qi, instantly shattered the sword Qi.

Swish!

At the same time, Luo Feng was forced backward by the crashing waves.

"Luo Feng!"

Ling Qingwu regained her composure, unfolded her form, and supported Luo Feng.

"I’m fine."

Luo Feng shook his head. Under normal circumstances, a casual strike from him would leave Yi Wuxue incapable of resistance.

But he had almost depleted his Yuan Qi traversing the ocean, his current strength less than one-fifth, even one-tenth of his peak power, and only managed to tie with Yi Wuxue.

Seeing Luo Feng forced back, Yi Wuxue’s eyes brightened, "Not bad, you can block one of my swords. Take another move: Azure Flame Burning Sky!"

With a loud laugh, the green flame burst from Yi Wuxue’s sword, sweeping across the sky as he swung it, sending an arched sword Qi hundreds of meters long, cutting through the air toward Luo Feng.

Luo Feng’s eyebrows twitched, his gaze filled with endless anger, and he was just about to unleash the Demon Form Technique to defeat Yi Wuxue.

Swish!

At this moment, a massive saber Qi suddenly appeared; with a flash of blade light, Yi Wuxue’s sword Qi was instantly split in two, crumbling into nothingness.

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