Could it be that I am the cruel villain?
Chapter 495 - 300: True Dragon in the World

Chapter 495: Chapter 300: True Dragon in the World

"Heavenly Soul Gang Zheng! Earth Breaking Evil!"

"Sword Array, rise!"

"Nine Heavens Xuan Sha, heed my command, with the might of the heavens, guide with the sword, annihilate!"

Boom!

Several Heavenly Thunders descended from the sky, Purple Lightning tore through the night sky. The two of them went all out from the start, without any probing.

The massive firelight and explosion erupted almost at close range, and both nearly engaged in a self-destructive manner for their initial clash.

After spinning a few rounds in the air and barely stabilizing his posture, Jiang Feng indeed possessed a fine physique, which referred not only to appearance, constitution, and cultivation talent.

More so, it was his body’s reaction speed, coordination, and terrifying learning ability.

An ordinary person wouldn’t even have the presence of mind to react, and when the explosion they caused inexplicably vanished only to be returned by another, they’d be left bewildered, but Jiang Feng could respond in an instant.

His outer garment was mostly burned away, revealing the inner lining worn underneath.

It was the special attire issued to disciples by the Purple Cloud Palace, considering it a semi-Magic Treasure, capable of sensing the flow of Spiritual Energy and providing a degree of protection.

He landed steadily, staring intently at the folded fan in Xuan Yinzi’s hand, undoubtedly also a Magic Treasure, and of undeniable quality.

Magic Treasures are graded from Earth, Heaven, Xuan, and Yellow, with possibly an added Immortal Grade, making a total of five grades. Most ordinary cultivators possess Yellow Grade Magic Treasures, and having a Xuan Grade Magic Treasure is a rare fortune.

In some remote small sects, a Xuan Grade Magic Treasure or Cultivation Technique could be passed down through at least seven or eight generations of inheritance, yet against top forces, they can only be described as commonplace.

The few inferior flying swords I threw earlier were merely for distraction, but the lightning bound to the hilts was the deadly move. Unexpectedly, the explosion’s flames were absorbed and then hurled back at me.

Yet...

"Nine Nether Soul-Grasping Hand, break for me!"

Noticing the thunderlight overhead, Xuan Yinzi grasped with his five fingers, and the nearly man-sized bone claw forcibly caught the boundless thunderlight, producing a deep rumble.

The Cultivation Technique frenziedly circulated within the body, expanding to its utmost limit in an instant, and upon seeing the falling thunder, Jiang Feng unhesitatingly folded his fingers, pushed off with both legs, and charged forward.

The thunderlight entwined with lightning, the screeching emitted by the Purple Lightning resembled bird cries. Using his flesh and bones as a medium, he immediately realized how to confront the Magic Treasure in Xuan Yinzi’s hand.

If you have the guts, absorb yourself entirely.

"You have some nerve."

Seeing that after Jiang Feng took this hit, he hadn’t immediately lost combat ability, and even dared to advance, Xuan Yinzi couldn’t help feeling a bit irritated.

"Do any random fish or shrimp dare to face me head-on? Die."

The Spiritual Energy rushed within the body, joint crackling sounds erupted, while Jiang Feng wielded his hand as a sword and thrust a palm knife forward.

This was the clash of top-tier Cultivation Techniques - the Violet Firmament Sword Technique and Nine Yin Profound Darkness Art converging in fierce collision, creating a wave of air over dozens of meters!

Their palms collided.

Both remained motionless, Xuan Yinzi looked down at his opponent scornfully, with a gaze that seemed to mock Jiang Feng’s overestimation of his abilities.

But just then, the hand knife with four fingers raised flipped over, and upon closer inspection.

The thumb tightly clutching the palm unexpectedly held a small yellow talisman paper, and only then did he notice something seemed to be tied around the unremarkable waist of the other party.

Just as he tried to pull away and widen the distance, Jiang Feng’s cold voice reached his ears.

"Want to leave? Xuan Lei, burst! Nether River Return Yin, Yin Soul, reveal yourself!"

With a low shout, the power of the inch punch burst forth from within the body!

This was the difference between risking one’s life outside every day and living pamperingly at home.

Tricks and strategies emerged one after another, layer after layer, each active move accompanied by a follow-up. This palm knife itself contained Jiang Feng’s Sword Qi, erupting instantly through his body as a medium, along with the Thunder Power invading his body earlier.

An ordinary person would assume a deadly strike was coming and exert all efforts to resist, but this was merely a feint. Jiang Feng never expected to win through open means.

After all, there was a substantial difference in actual Cultivation Realm between the opponent and himself.

The Yin Soul flew out instantly from his waist, the Paper Folding Skill and methods to drive the Yin Soul were things Jiang Feng considered among the most valuable learned so far, even though Fan Yin Sect’s use of these moves was rather ordinary.

But ever since landing in Jiang Feng’s hands, through various tactics combined with the Soul Summoning Bell and Soul Summoning Banner, they morphed brilliantly in his grasp.

The battle with the Golden Monk left him recovering his vitality for several months, resulting in a heavy toll, but only through such deadly conflict can strength grow almost exponentially.

It’s not just about mastering skills and techniques thoroughly but also about refining constitution and cultivation to their utmost limit, and with its newfound body, the Yin Soul flew directly towards Xuan Yinzi.

Pupils contracted, and his arm felt numb, a sign of Sword Qi invading the body, prompting Xuan Yinzi to finally lose his composure.

"Heavenly Creation Finger!"

Word by word.

The skeletal arm lifted a finger and pointed directly at the Yin Soul, including Jiang Feng in the front, while he merely performed a simple action.

Raising the iron wire to cover his face.

Body curled up as much as possible, letting lightning envelop his entire being.