Supreme of the Heavenly Realm
Chapter 496 - 493 Lord Wind

Chapter 496: Chapter 493 Lord Wind

"Xue Lingzi, do me a favor and leave this place; consider it a debt of gratitude from me, Lord Wind."

Lord Wind looked indifferently at Xue Lingzi and said.

"There’s no need, I don’t want your favor."

Xue Lingzi’s gaze was detached.

"Xue Lingzi, don’t be so shameless. Can’t you see the situation here? We have the advantage in numbers; I advise you to leave for your own good," Yang Wei also said with a cold laugh.

"So what if you have more people? They are all nothing but useless deadweights, not worth fearing," Xue Lingzi scoffed.

"What did you say? Xue Lingzi, you’re too arrogant!"

Yang Wei, Chu Kuang, and the others all glared at Xue Lingzi with anger. Although they knew he had never taken them seriously, they now had the upper hand and didn’t expect him to belittle them so brazenly.

Just as the men of the Gentleman Sect seemed ready to erupt, Lord Wind raised his hand to stop them. He then looked towards Xue Lingzi and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, "Heh, Xue Lingzi, you still have that bad temper. We actually shouldn’t have been polite to you since you showed no respect, but using superior numbers to bully you isn’t the way of the Gentleman Sect."

"What do you want?"

Fei Yue was still watching Lord Wind with a wary face. She knew well that despite his appearance of a gentleman, he was not really like that.

No one would talk about fairness and the stature of a gentleman before the treasures of the Evil Dragon Temple.

"It’s simple. Xue Lingzi, you and I will spar. Within ten moves, the loser must take their people and leave," Lord Wind’s eyes sparkled with a glint.

"You want to spar with me? It seems your strength must have improved; otherwise, you wouldn’t be this confident."

Xue Lingzi’s face remained expressionless. He remembered the last time he sparred with Lord Wind, which was three months ago, and the fight ended in a draw. If Lord Wind hadn’t improved since then, knowing they were evenly matched, why would he propose a duel?

"There’s no harm in telling you, my Confucian Sacred Essence Skill has recently broken through to the One Layer Heaven," Lord Wind’s eyes shone brightly. He wouldn’t do something meaningless, of course; it was precisely because the Confucian Sacred Essence Skill had advanced to the One Layer Heaven that he would make such a proposal.

Otherwise, if a melee ensued, though he had numbers on his side, Xue Lingzi and Fei Yue were not to be underestimated, especially Xue Lingzi. Even though he was now confident of a narrow victory, the tough fight that would ensue was not something he looked forward to enduring.

"What?"

Fei Yue, Ouyang Tie, and the others all showed a change in expression and were surprised. The Confucian Sacred Essence Skill was one of the most profound Cultivation Techniques in the Xuantian Sect, and advancing it was extremely difficult. They hadn’t expected Lord Wind to have made a breakthrough recently, which explained why he proposed a one-on-one fight.

"So that’s how it is."

Compared to them, Xue Lingzi’s expression remained tranquil as he said indifferently, "Make your move."

"Good, truly worthy of the Xue Lingzi I know. Here comes my attack."

Lord Wind pushed off the ground, his figure creating a trail of afterimages, appearing before Xue Lingzi. Without any further talk, he launched a palm strike.

Xue Lingzi also raised his right palm, a surge of blood-colored True Yuan quickly flowing, and met the attack with his palm. The collision emitted a sound like the earth and mountains shaking.

Immediately, two incredibly powerful auras radiated outwards. Two figures rapidly flashed across the sky, exchanging several moves in the blink of an eye.

"Brother Feng might have a tough time defeating Xue Lingzi," Qin Yuan frowned slightly as she watched the fierce battle unfold. In her view, this fight was unnecessary; Xue Lingzi’s strength was unfathomable and not to be underestimated, and being on par with Lord Wind meant he was not just a namesake.

"That’s not necessarily true. You know the power of the Confucian Sacred Essence Skill. With each advancement to a higher layer of heaven, one’s strength greatly increases. Don’t worry, Brother Feng has the confidence to challenge; he’s not someone who fights without assurance," Yang Wei had a lot of confidence in Lord Wind.

"You’re right, Brother Feng will surely win this fight," Chu Kuang also had full confidence in Lord Wind.

"I wonder who will win," Leng Wusheng watched the battle with nervousness. Both men were outstanding figures in the Inner Sect of the Xuantian Sect, and their reputations were nearly equal. It was hard to say who was stronger.

"Rest assured, Lord Wind can’t win. I’ve never seen Brother Xue Lingzi fight with all his strength," Fei Yue shook her head. Although the Inner Sect Four Demons were an organization, they didn’t spend much time with Xue Lingzi, but they always regarded his strength as mysterious. She didn’t believe Xue Lingzi would be so easily defeated.

"Even so, Lord Wind’s strength was comparable to the senior brother’s in the past, and now that his Cultivation Technique has greatly advanced, his ability must have significantly improved. Under such circumstances, our senior brother is certainly at a disadvantage."

Ouyang Tie also voiced his concern with an anxious tone.

"Don’t worry, with Lord Wind’s strength, they cannot determine the winner within ten moves."

At this moment, the always silent Ye Xuan spoke up.

Upon hearing this, Fei Yue and the others were slightly startled, but they didn’t ask any questions and turned their gaze back to the ongoing battle.

By this point in the battle ring, the two combatants had already exchanged seven moves.

"Lord Wind, with just these tactics, you cannot win."

With a single slash, Xue Lingzi cleaved through Lord Wind’s palm strike, scattering his momentum.

"Then how about trying this move?"

Lord Wind remained unflustered. In a duel between strong opponents, victories were often decided in just one or two moves. His attacks grew progressively stronger, a gradual process. He had not anticipated such difficulty with Xue Lingzi and understood he could not win without using his ultimate skill.

With this thought, a layer of green True Yuan suddenly surged around him. The green True Yuan wildly burst forth, stirring up the energy of heaven and earth to boil. In an instant, the winds howled ferociously, the celestial phenomena changed, and the wind grew increasingly violent. Centered around him, nine tornadoes formed, each one like a gigantic serpent, roaring madly.

"Wind God Assault!"

Within the nine tornadoes, Lord Wind fiercely unleashed a palm strike. The tornadoes surged forth with a devastating force, encircling Xue Lingzi.

"Blood Fury Sky!"

Clasping his blade with both hands, a blood-colored Light Shield automatically condensed around Xue Lingzi. In the instant the shield formed, accompanied by a fierce shout from Xue Lingzi, a surge of blood-red light exploded outwards like a barrier sealing off the space around him. The nine tornadoes were blocked from approaching by the blood-colored light.

Hiss, hiss, hiss!

The tornadoes whirled furiously around the blood-colored light waves, attempting to rip through the barrier, but the shield proved extremely sturdy, with the tornadoes unable to breach it.

After interlocking for over ten minutes, the blood-colored Light Shield finally exhausted its power and shattered. Simultaneously, the nine tornadoes dissipated into nothingness.

Bang!

Once their techniques collapsed, the two combatants clashed with another palm strike.

"The ninth move," Ye Xuan’s gaze sharpened. At this critical juncture, it was time for Lord Wind to play his trump card. Otherwise, he had no chance of winning this fight.

"Xue Lingzi, you truly are one of my greatest adversaries. However, I have a good grasp of your strength. With this move, you are sure to lose!"

After nine moves, Lord Wind’s face showed no sign of dejection but grew more confident. Even if Xue Lingzi had withstood nine moves, he would still fall to the final one.

Lord Wind raised his palm and used his fingernail to pierce his index finger. A smear of crimson blood emerged. He then quickly traced a "Confucian" character in front of him with his blood-stained fingers. At the release of this "Confucian" character, it shimmered with golden light, radiating an astonishing aura of righteousness that also carried the pressure of a mountain.

When the "Confucian" character appeared, Lord Wind was immediately enveloped in a holy radiance. Confucianism was among the most powerful of the Ancient Martial Arts in the Spirit Martial Continent. Although the Confucian Martial Arts had waned in the present day, it remained a potent faction.

"Confucian Sanctity, break!"

As Lord Wind roared, the shimmering golden "Confucian" character swiftly flew out, as if branding itself onto space itself. In the blink of an eye, it reached Xue Lingzi, locking him in place and pressing down on him.

The overwhelming pressure spread out, causing everyone to feel a sense of oppression at the same time, subdued by the force of its aura.

"Lord Wind is truly deserving of leading the Gentleman Sect. The power of this killing move likely cannot be withstood even by an ordinary Seventh Grade Martial Venerate," remarked Ye Xuan, eyes flickering. Outstanding young experts like Lord Wind and Xue Lingzi often possessed the ability to fight across ranks. Lord Wind’s move was astonishing, and now it was Xue Lingzi’s turn to respond. If his capabilities were only as they appeared on the surface, he might indeed fall to this move.

"I’m afraid I’ll disappoint you today."

Xue Lingzi’s gaze darkened. Blood-colored True Yuan surged along his arms, and the next moment, a layer of blood-like energy rapidly covered his entire body, transforming him into a "blood man." The appearance of the "blood man" brought with it a heaven-piercing aura of death, turning the entire sky blood-red.

"Death God Nirvana Slash!"

A fierce cry came from the "blood man," and the blood-colored blade streaked through the air. The blade’s brilliance solidified into the shape of a blood phoenix, as if undergoing a process of death and rebirth under this slash. The blade’s light swelled rapidly to an enormous size of tens of yards, fiercely mighty, carrying a sense of withering. It seemed as if all life force would be extinguished under this blade, ceasing to exist.

In the shocked gaze of the onlookers, that strikingly large "Confucian" character collided harshly with the blade light that carried the essence of withering. Instantly, the explosive aftermath swept through the sky, as if the entire Evil Dragon Cave trembled violently.

PS: It was hard to wait for the weekend off, thinking I could update properly, but I was tormented by revisions to my graduation thesis until I nearly died; I only slept for three hours yesterday. I apologize for the delay in updates. Now, between graduation and an internship, there won’t be such issues once things settle down.