King of Creation
Chapter 410 - 404: Who ** Who?

Chapter 410: Chapter 404: Who ** Who?

Boom!

Under the impact of the dragon tail, a nearby peak with a radius of over twenty meters abruptly turned into a sky full of stone dust, shattered beyond recognition.

The power of the first move of the Three Styles of Black Dragon Tyrant of Heaven, Black Dragon Tail Swing, was evident.

However, such a formidable might failed to draw even a bit of Ye Zhen’s attention.

At that moment, Ye Zhen stood still, letting the stone dust fall and cover him in a layer of dust and dirt.

Yet, a hint of joy emerged on his face.

Hope!

Ye Zhen saw hope for his second innate bloodline that was akin to a lifeless object.

Just now, when Ye Zhen successfully unleashed the full-powered Black Dragon Tail Swing, the second black light innate bloodline within him—which was previously dominated by the luminescence from the Black Dragon’s Left Eye—suddenly quivered oddly.

The moment was fleeting, almost in the blink of an eye.

But in that instant, Ye Zhen clearly felt it.

Was this second black light innate bloodline connected to the Three Styles of the Black Dragon Tyrant of Heaven?

The next moment, Ye Zhen’s figure once again moved wildly, but this time, he took to the skies.

Should Caiyi return to find Fairy Peak destroyed beyond recognition by Ye Zhen, that would be far from ideal.

Roar!

Boom!

Whiz!

Vague dragon roars, the rending of air by dragon tail and dragon claws, and the popping noises of compressed air resounded without cease, Ye Zhen’s expression grew more and more resolute.

He was certain of it now.

Although Ye Zhen currently couldn’t unleash the third move of the Black Dragon Tyrant of Heaven, Black Dragon Tyrant Fist, he was now sure that this technique was indeed linked to his second black light innate bloodline.

Every successful execution of any of the Three Styles made the second black light innate bloodline flicker slightly, as if in response.

Even more wonderfully, this faint quiver of the second black light innate bloodline enabled Ye Zhen to sense something. This sensation was an insight into the Three Styles of the Black Dragon Tyrant of Heaven.

This faint movement of the second black light innate bloodline was like a master imparting knowledge, providing subtle guidance with each attempt.

Every time, it enabled Ye Zhen to make slight progress in mastering the Three Styles of the Black Dragon Tyrant of Heaven.

Though the progress was small, with continued effort, the cumulative improvement would be astonishing.

"Indeed, there is a profound mystery..."

In Ye Zhen’s mind, the moment of intense luminescence from the Black Dragon’s Left Eye surged vividly once more.

In the distance, several powerful figures were watching Fairy Peak from afar. Sect Leader Guo Qijing, Grand Elder Lut Changchuan, Second Elder Jis Che, and Zhongli Jing were all present.

"Sect Leader, the martial skill that Ye Zhen is using seems to embody the shape of a dragon and contains hints of the Dragon Roar. It must be the fruit of his adventure in the Black Dragon Secret Palace. Its power is truly exceptional!

Why do I have a feeling that this martial skill might even be stronger than my very own Upper-grade Earth Level skill, Purple Mountain Soul Extinguishing?" asked Second Elder Jis Che.

Hearing this, Sect Leader Guo Qijing, Grand Elder Lut Changchuan, and others couldn’t help but smile wryly.

"Elder Jis, it’s not just a possibility—it’s a certainty!" said Sect Leader Guo Qijing.

"And it’s not only this martial skill; the Floating Cloud Finger and Red Jade Seal that Ye Zhen executes are stronger than your Purple Mountain Soul Extinguishing."

Grand Elder Lut Changchuan also smiled wryly. "Moreover, they’re stronger than several secret techniques that I have been keeping under wraps. Fortunately, Ye Zhen’s cultivation is only at the third stage of the Spirit Transformation Realm. If his cultivation were to break through to the Soul Sea Realm, he wouldn’t even need to reach the third or fourth stages—just the first or second stage would be enough. By then, dealing with us would be as easy as slicing through melons and vegetables."

"That strong? Could it be comparable to Divine Power Martial Skills?" Elder Jis was shocked.

"Although it’s not quite on the level of Divine Power Martial Skills, it isn’t far off either, especially that Dragon Tail Swing he just executed. I’ve vaguely sensed a hint of the aura of a Divine Power Martial Skill—quite strange indeed!"

Sect Leader Guo Qijing spoke with an air of amazement; the aura of the Divine Power Martial Skill was incredibly faint, yet discernibly present.

What was bizarre was that such an aura, no matter how subtle, could normally only be found on those at the Vein Forging Realm, but now, it appeared on Ye Zhen, whose cultivation was a mere third stage of the Spirit Transformation Realm.

But then again, were there not many unintelligible secrets about Ye Zhen?

"One who can unlock the Black Dragon Secret Palace is indeed extraordinary! Now think about it, who would have thought that Ye Zhen, who was once just a servant disciple, could achieve such heights?"

"Yes, who could have anticipated that the rise and fall of our entire Qiyun Sect would hinge on Ye Zhen, a disciple who started as a servant?"

The sighs from Grand Elder Lut Changchuan and Second Elder Jis Che caused Sect Leader Guo Qijing’s eyebrows to lift sharply.

"Elder Zhong, issue my imperial edict, starting from tomorrow, the treatment of servant disciples in our Qiyun Sect will be doubled, and any servant disciple from each peak who makes rapid progress in the same period will enjoy the treatment of an Outer Disciple!"

"By your command, Sect Leader!"

Seventh Elder Zhongli Jing assented with a long cry and drifted away.

Little did Ye Zhen know that his unintended performance would bring such a vast benefit to the hundred thousand servant disciples of the Qiyun Sect.

Nor would the Sect regret this investment, for in several years, from among these very servant disciples, another genius rose—a talent rivaled only by Ye Zhen himself, who would cause a stir in the Black Dragon Domain.

Of course, that is a story for another time.

....

Half a month later, Ye Zhen was still engaged in his masochistic style of arduous practice!

The first two styles of the Three Styles of Black Dragon Tyrant of Heaven were becoming increasingly refined. With deepened contemplation, the third style, Black Dragon Tyrant Fist, also seemed close to Small Success.

Whiz!

Suddenly, while Ye Zhen was painstakingly pondering over the third style, Black Dragon Tyrant Fist, a sword light like a shooting star burst forth from Flying Peak and barreled straight towards him.

The moment the ice-blue sword light approached, a premonition flashed across Ye Zhen’s mind.

Caught off guard as he was mimicking the Black Dragon Tyrant Fist, he instinctively threw out a punch!

Roar!

A dragon-shaped fist shadow burst forth from Ye Zhen’s fist, clashing ferociously with the oncoming ice-blue sword light.

As if hot soup had been splashed over snow.

The dragon-shaped shadow of the Black Dragon Tyrant Fist, under the icy blue sword light, was shattered to pieces, and Ye Zhen himself was violently slashed dozens of meters away by the residual force of the icy blue sword light.

"Hmph, too soft, too tender, too poor!"

"Is this all you have accomplished after more than a month of hard training? Come again!"

The bold and cold voice of Liao Feibai suddenly pierced into Ye Zhen’s ears as two streaks of profound ice-colored sword light traced a mysterious arc, stabbing fiercely towards Ye Zhen.

Wherever the sword light went, the air froze.

Ye Zhen was greatly startled and about to make a move when Liao Feibai’s voice rang out again.

"Looking at your punch, it follows the path of power and majesty, containing a faint sense of imperial aura. Whether it is fierce or imperial, it’s all a matter of punch intent.

Only by bringing the intent of this punch to the extreme, can you unleash its true power and withstand my killing move.

Otherwise, prepare yourself to be tortured to death by me today!"

With a stern shout, Ye Zhen felt a chill in his heart and threw another punch, which, predictably, was once again violently slashed a hundred meters away by Liao Feibai’s sword light.

What was even more fatal was that the profound ice spiritual power was extremely cold, penetrating into his body, intending to freeze Ye Zhen to death.

However, Liao Feibai’s control over the sword light was exquisitely fine, only blasting Ye Zhen away but not seriously injuring him; yet the pain was absolutely not light.

Of course, Liao Feibai’s attacks were not as rapid as wind and rain.

Every attack was separated by a few blows, giving Ye Zhen a moment to comprehend.

"Come again!"

Ye Zhen roared with fury, and punched out once more!

"Not enough, still too poor, too soft! Aren’t you a man? Don’t you know what dominance is? Do you need me to teach you what dominance is?"

"Don’t understand?"

Whoosh!

The very next moment, with one sword strike, Liao Feibai forced the Second Elder Jis Che, who had been watching from the clouds, to continuously retreat. The sword light was like a mountain, like thunder, leaving the Second Elder Jis Che unable to even curse.

"See? This is what I call dominance!"

.....

The scolding of Liao Feibai silenced all the disciples of Qiyun Sect on the mountain, as Ye Zhen’s Black Dragon Tyrant Fist became more and more refined.

Not only due to Liao Feibai’s guidance, but with each punch, there was also a mysterious fluctuation produced by the second black innate bloodline, giving Ye Zhen the most fundamental insight into cultivation.

Almost every punch brought progress to Ye Zhen!

Ye Zhen’s eyes were cold as frost, and with a punch, there arose an air of unmatched dominance.

Roar!

A dragon-shaped shadow formed of spiritual power burst forth, even the sound of it breaking the air seemed to faintly amalgamate into a trace of a dragon’s roar.

Crack Crack!

Liao Feibai’s Profound Ice Spirit Sword began to shatter inch by inch, and Ye Zhen’s Black Dragon Tyrant Fist still had momentum to spare.

"This progress... is ridiculously fast, isn’t it?" cursed Second Elder Jis Che from the clouds.

Ye Zhen’s Black Dragon Tyrant Fist, which was initially easily shattered by Liao Feibai, could now explosively overpower the Profound Ice Spirit Sword.

"Hmph, this punch, at least it looks more like it. It should... barely withstand my... light bullying!"

The next instant, eight streaks of profound ice sword light surged towards Ye Zhen, and the most fatal aspect was that each sword light had increased in length by more than fifty percent.

Ye Zhen was instantly unsettled.

Not only was Ye Zhen unsettled, but the elders of the Qiyun Sect watching near Fairy Peak were also unsettled.

Swoosh swoosh swoosh!

Brilliance scrambled wildly!

For a moment, the elders of the Qiyun Sect fled as far as they could.

"Freak, this Liao Rakshasa is getting more and more freakish..."

Dong!

The bell sounded.

Sect Leader Guo Qijing held a small golden bell and gently struck it.

The sound of the bell, like a grand bell tolling, spread out in waves, forming a golden light screen that protected all of Qiyun Sect.

Of course, Ye Zhen and Liao Feibai, who were in the midst of battle, were excluded.

Spurt!

At the very moment when Ye Zhen’s Red Jade Spirit Armor was sliced into fragments, his face turned white as the Profound Ice Spiritual Power that invaded his body caused his teeth to involuntarily clatter wildly.

"For real?" Ye Zhen was astonished.

"Did you think I love to play fake with you? Be careful, or I’ll maul you beyond recognition!" Liao Feibai, for some unknown reason, suddenly ran amok.

Hisss!

Spirit Wings flashed wildly behind him, and Ye Zhen’s figure vanished from the spot, avoiding Liao Feibai’s lethal strike.

The next instant, a burst of blood light swiftly flew out from the sweaty Ye Zhen’s chest, merging into his body, and Ye Zhen’s aura surged abruptly.

"Hmph, fight then, let’s see who will be the one to maul whom!"

Amid the roar, a black dragon tail lashed out fiercely towards Liao Feibai!

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