"You three, can no longer contend with me! Today, that heavenly-ranked pill is mine for the taking!"
Zhi Lingtian let out a wild laugh, completely disregarding the three Hall Masters.
A figure was already charging towards Chu Fengmian.
His hand had taken on a chaotic hue, as if it contained supreme mysteries.
Zhi Lingtian’s hand reached out towards Chu Fengmian, and suddenly Chu Fengmian felt an overwhelming suction force, as if it intended to draw out his flesh and blood.
"Heavenly Axis Star Absorption Technique?"
Seeing Zhi Lingtian make his move, Chu Fengmian suddenly recalled something.
This cultivation technique of Zhi Lingtian’s was actually one of the seven major sects—the Heavenly Axis Hall’s technique.
In his previous life, Chu Fengmian had never had few dealings with the seven major sects; he was naturally extremely familiar with the Heavenly Axis Hall’s techniques.
No wonder Zhi Lingtian’s power was terrifying to such an extent, enough to contend against the three Hall Masters alone—his cultivation was of the Heavenly Axis Hall’s techniques.
In this remote Martial Victory country, an individual who cultivated the techniques of one of the seven major sects was indeed invincible.
"Boy, aren’t you extremely talented! Arrogantly breaking my records, huh? Today I will kill you, letting others see what happens to those who challenge me!"
Zhi Lingtian’s face contorted viciously as he bellowed at Chu Fengmian.
His eyes, filled with murderous intent, were directed at Chu Fengmian, from whom explosive Spiritual Power burst forth.
Today, he was not only intent on snatching the heavenly-ranked pill from Chu Fengmian’s hands but also on annihilating him.
Chu Fengmian’s expression remained calm; even in front of Zhi Lingtian, Chu Fengmian did not show the slightest panic.
The Xuanqing Sword was already tightly gripped in his hand.
"Hahaha, a mere Body Refinement realm youngster trying to resist?"
Zhi Lingtian sneered dismissively upon seeing Chu Fengmian’s action.
"Even if you resist, it’s still a dead end!"
Zhi Lingtian moved his hand, reaching towards Chu Fengmian, and at the same time, layers of space began to overlap around them, enveloping both Chu Fengmian and Zhi Lingtian.
Thus, it was impossible for the three Hall Masters to intervene.
Within these overlapping spaces, Chu Fengmian and Zhi Lingtian were isolated, and outsiders could not clearly see what was happening inside.
A sly smile appeared on Chu Fengmian’s lips.
"Since it’s come to this, Chu has no need to hold back anymore!"
"A mere Body Refinement realm youngster wants to turn the heavens upside down?"
Zhi Lingtian watched Chu Fengmian, his laughter still echoing.
An incredibly strong Sword Intent was almost pressing against his chest.
A sword, silent and nearly imperceptible, had already pierced into Zhi Lingtian’s chest.
The sword was so swift, it was nearly invisible.
"Sword Intent pinnacle! Sword is Limitless!"
Chu Fengmian coldly uttered two phrases.
On his body, an intense Sword Intent had fully erupted.
The zenith of Sword Intent.
The realm every Sword Cultivator dreamt of, the pinnacle of the Sword Dao.
Such Sword Intent, even many strong Sword Cultivators were unable to achieve, yet today it was displayed by Chu Fengmian.
Zhi Lingtian’s face was completely frozen, the pain of the sword piercing his chest already spreading.
With a swing of his hand, Chu Fengmian’s figure was flung away, leaving behind a blood mark on Zhi Lingtian’s chest.
"No good, the strength of this body is still too weak."
A hint of darkness flashed in Chu Fengmian’s eyes; this sword had not managed to slay Zhi Lingtian.
Chu Fengmian had already drawn on the peak of his Sword Intent, but although his sword struck, it did not pierce through Zhi Lingtian’s heart.
Chu Fengmian’s strength was still insufficient; if his power had been slightly stronger, that one strike from Zhi Lingtian would definitely have been lethal.
But now that Chu Fengmian’s strike had failed, the one in danger was Chu Fengmian himself.
"You little beast! How dare you injure me?"
Feeling the pain in his chest.
Zhi Lingtian roared in anger.
His anger had clouded his mind, and he couldn’t imagine that he, a peak Martial Artist of the Yufeng Realm, could be wounded by a mere body tempering Martial Artist.
"Zhi Lingtian, this is not the place for you to run wild; get out!"
Zhi Lingtian had not yet made another move.
The space around him had already been easily shattered.
An elderly voice suddenly rang out, and an old man with white hair had appeared in front of Chu Fengmian.
Hearing this elderly voice, Chu Fengmian finally felt somewhat relieved.
This white-haired old man was the only Saint he had noticed before through the aura in the surroundings.
Now that this Saint had intervened, Chu Fengmian
"Who is this old guy daring to oppose me!"
Seeing the white-haired elder standing in front of Chu Fengmian, Zhi Lingtian roared furiously.
When had he ever been injured by a body tempering Martial Artist? To him, it was an utmost humiliation.
Now, all Zhi Lingtian could think of was killing Chu Fengmian to wash away his humiliation.
"This kid dared to injure me; he must die today, and no one can stop it!"
Zhi Lingtian roared, and his palm struck toward Chu Fengmian again.
Hearing Zhi Lingtian’s words, the white-haired elder’s eyes showed a bit of surprise, especially when he saw the wound on Zhi Lingtian’s chest, his eyes filled with disbelief.
A body tempering Martial Artist had managed to injure Zhi Lingtian, who was at the peak of the Yufeng Realm?
However, with the palm coming his way now, the elder had no time to think further.
The elder waved his hand, and instantly, Zhi Lingtian’s palm strike was effortlessly neutralized, and Zhi Lingtian’s figure was forced back a hundred yards.
"The Crown Prince has been forced back?"
Some disciples from the sacred halls below, upon seeing Zhi Lingtian repelled, widened their eyes in disbelief.
They couldn’t believe that the invincible Crown Prince, who single-handedly fought against three Hall Masters, had been sent retreating by a mere wave of an old man’s hand.
The difference in their powers was not even close.
"Greetings to Saint Xuanbei."
The three Hall Masters, seeing the elder, all bowed hurriedly and spoke respectfully.
Hearing the words of the three Hall Masters, everyone understood the identity of the elder before them.
This elder was actually a Saint.
Zhi Lingtian’s face also changed dramatically, and hearing the word ’Saint,’ his fighting spirit also greatly diminished.
A Saint, a fearsome Martial Artist of the Divine Power Realm.
Even as arrogant as Zhi Lingtian was, he would never dare to confront a Saint.
Zhi Lingtian made a quick decision, turned, and directly left the scene.
This loss, he had to swallow! With Saint Xuanbei present again, he couldn’t possibly think about killing Chu Fengmian.
"That damn Chu Fengmian, and that Saint Xuanbei, once I break through to the Divine Power Realm, each of you will die!"
Zhi Lingtian thought fiercely to himself, quickly leaving the scene.