Xuanwu War Sovereign

Chapter 410: Chapter 409: Black Killing Banner

"So your gift was to threaten me?"

"Of course not. Your mental state has been affected by the Ice Realm, and you’re sinking into it without realizing. Have you recently felt that cultivating your Ice Attribute Divine Power has become easier? That you feel a greater affinity for ice-attribute power? These are signs that you’ve been influenced. This has its benefits, which is why it has also dulled your awareness!"

"However, if you fail to notice, you will eventually be entranced by the Ice and Snow Mystical Meaning. You’ll either suffer from cultivation deviation or simply turn into an ice sculpture with a heart as cold as iron!"

"Dao Transformation?" Bai Yan’Er shuddered. She had indeed gained profound insights into the way of ice and snow recently. Now, with Qin Feng’s warning, a cold sweat broke out on her back.

At that moment, Qin Feng took the opportunity to release Bai Yan’Er.

"My Lady, are you alright?" The two maids in white, as if waking from a dream, scrambled up from the ground. They flanked Bai Yan’Er protectively, their large, adorable eyes glaring viciously at Qin Feng.

Qin Feng had terrified them just a moment ago.

After a glance at her two maids, Bai Yan’Er’s cold gaze swept over Qin Feng, her expression complicated.

"Let’s go!"

Seeing Bai Yan’Er turn to leave, Qin Feng was momentarily stunned, then he shouted, "Hey, wifey, don’t go! If you leave, what’s your husband supposed to do?"

"Get lost!" A cold voice drifted back from the distance. Qin Feng rubbed his nose.

He muttered, "It’s tough being a good guy!" A faint smile touched his lips. ’Even though our first meeting didn’t end well, at least I left a deep impression on her. That’s better than being treated like a stranger.’

’I’ll win you over eventually!’

Watching Bai Yan’Er’s retreating figure, Qin Feng shook his head and turned to leave.

...

「The next day, at the Arena of the Stars.」

When Qin Feng walked in, the place was already roaring with excitement, a sea of noise and activity.

The crowd’s enthusiasm was at a fever pitch. After several rounds of elimination, only the final fifty competitors remained.

Making it to the fifth round after fighting through a field of powerful competitors was an impressive feat that naturally drew a lot of attention.

Moreover, Qin Feng was one of only two competitors in the Condensing Vein Realm left among the fifty.

The moment he entered, hundreds, even thousands of eyes instantly locked onto him.

Over on one side, Ji Huang’Er, Chi Ling’Er, Lu Qingxue, and the others walked over. With them were Zhangsun Wu Ya, Lu Tianjun, Yang Cheng, and Wan Jianyi.

Of the ten first-year competitors, besides Qin Feng and Qian Kai—who had also made it to the fifth round—only Ji Huang’Er had reached the fourth.

Lu Qingxue did slightly better, reaching the third round. The rest, like Wan Jianyi and Lu Tianjun, were mostly stopped in the second, and some were even eliminated in the first round.

Nevertheless, their performance was still astonishing.

By now, all the second-year geniuses of All Stars Academy, except for Zhang Xuan, had been completely wiped out. Of the third-years, only Elder White Tiger Shangguan Zhan was left.

When the crowd saw Qin Feng approach, they immediately stood up to greet him. Even some of the second and third-year geniuses—a rare sight—proactively greeted him.

These second and third-year geniuses usually carried themselves with great arrogance, especially when encountering first-year students at All Stars Academy.

Ultimately, Qin Feng’s performance had stunned these chosen elites, earning their genuine respect.

Qin Feng greeted them with a smile, and after a moment, he made his way to the front of the stage.

The fifth round, which would narrow the field from fifty to twenty-five, had already begun.

As the crowd roared with excitement, Qin Feng looked toward the stage, where several geniuses were currently locked in fierce combat.

On Stage One, Duanmu Hua, the Beiming Emperor’s Son and one of the Nine Dragon Emperor’s Son, was facing off against an Outer Disciple from the Star Sect named Ding Li, who was dressed in black.

As one of the Nine Dragon Emperor’s Son, Duanmu Hua was naturally formidable. His movements were like those of a Divine Dragon.

Qin Feng stared at him. Duanmu Hua seemed to have cultivated an Ancient Boxing Technique. His fist intent was overwhelming, like an untamable Golden-Winged Roc, faintly forming the True Form of the Roc behind him.

His movements were like lightning, as if he had golden wings, driven by a will that seemed too immense for even heaven and earth to contain.

Qin Feng was familiar with this type of Cultivation Technique. It involved comprehending the true form of an Ancient True Spirit and opening one’s own Hundred Acupoints in a pattern matching the spirit’s. The goal was to essentially become an Ancient True Spirit yourself.

This Fist Technique was incredibly difficult to practice. To reach Duanmu Hua’s level, one would need to truly comprehend the aura of the Golden-Winged Roc. Ideally, one would obtain its Essence Blood to achieve Refinement of the Big Roc Divine Intent.

Legend had it that if one cultivated this technique to its pinnacle, they could transform into a true Golden-Winged Roc, thereby gaining its Divine Abilities, cultivation level, and lifespan.

It was a unique True Inheritance for achieving longevity through transformation.

WHOOSH!

Duanmu Hua executed a "Roc Spreads Its Wings," and a sky full of golden light converged into feathers sharp as the blades of a Divine Weapon. Ding Li’s expression changed drastically as he instantly transformed into a black mist, fleeing in disarray.

Watching the True Form of the Roc behind Duanmu Hua, Qin Feng’s expression shifted. He felt an immense threat, as if the Void itself would be torn asunder by the Roc’s sharp claws and hardened feathers.

It already possessed a trace of the divine essence of the Ancient True Spirit, the Golden-Winged Roc.

The Ancient True Spirit, the Golden-Winged Roc, was a terrifying existence capable of devouring Demon Gods.

It seemed Duanmu Hua had truly condensed a trace of the Golden-Winged Roc’s divine essence!

’He moves too fast. If I were to face him, I’d probably be at a disadvantage initially, especially since he’s refined that Big Roc divine essence into his very marrow, forming claws and feathers. But he still couldn’t defeat me. The quality of my True Power has reached the Second Layer of the Primordial Level, and the power of all my Divine Abilities has risen along with it. His Roc claws would have a hard time breaking through my defense... unless he manages to open all Hundred Acupoints and condense a true trace of the Golden-Winged Roc’s Divine Power!’

Qin Feng mused, ’However, it wouldn’t be hard for me to defeat him. His Roc-like speed is astonishing, but the stage itself is limiting. If I unleash my Chaos Fire Divine Technique, I’m certain I could defeat him in a single move!’

Qin Feng’s gaze shifted to the other fighter, Ding Li, and his expression changed in the next instant. At some point, Ding Li had produced a long, black banner on the stage.

The moment the black banner was unfurled, the stage filled with the wails of ghosts and the howls of wolves. Ding Li gripped the banner and shook it. A pitch-black killing intent tore through the Void, causing Duanmu Hua’s flying form to falter. His face instantly turned deathly pale.

Ding Li closed the distance and slammed a powerful kick into Duanmu Hua. Duanmu Hua shot away like a cannonball, landing off the stage and ending the match.

’Is that a Divine Weapon Nurtured by one’s own essence, energy, and spirit?’ Qin Feng’s eyes gleamed as he stared at the black banner. ’It’s remarkably similar in principle to Ji Huang’Er’s Divine Weapon Hundred Treasures Technique.’

As far as Qin Feng knew, the Star Sect possessed a True Inheritance called the Hundred Refinements Divine Weapon Technique, which allowed one to transform Divine Abilities into Divine Weapons.

To forge such a Divine Weapon, however, one first had to cultivate a Great Divine Ability to the Peak of Perfection. Only then could the Divine Ability be fused with one’s essence, energy, and spirit, transforming it into a Divine Weapon.

The initial transformation of a Divine Ability into a Divine Weapon was just the beginning. It then required countless hours of Nurturing.

Take the Divine Weapon in Ding Li’s hands, for example. Qin Feng could tell it had been Nurtured with countless vicious souls and demonic spirits. That small black banner must have devoured the vital essence and spirit of tens of thousands of Demon Fiends to possess such power.

Qin Feng mentally compared himself to Ding Li and took a sharp breath, his expression turning grave. If they were to fight, Qin Feng’s chances of winning would be fifty-fifty at best.

’It’s a pity my cultivation time has been too short. There are many Secret Techniques and Secret Treasures I haven’t been able to practice. If I had just a few more months, I could suppress him with ease!’

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