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Chapter 1: Stewed Snake Soup
The appearance of the Divine Dragon drew forth the Holy Mother of the Yunlu Xian Sect. She was enveloped in swirling clouds, her form indistinct, making it impossible to gauge her cultivation level.
"Today, the Yunlu Xian Sect is holding a Peach Banquet, and no one is allowed to enter."
The voice of the Cloud Mother sounded gentle, yet it resonated as if it had penetrated the heavens and reached deep into the earth, striking at the hearts of those who heard it.
The Imperial Artifact was a treasure of the Great Emperor. Its revival was akin to the might of the Preparatory Emperor. When the Imperial Artifact exploded, it rivaled the divine power of the Emperor himself. Even those in the Sage Realm could not activate the Imperial Artifact to truly restore its power.
Outside the Yunlu Xian Sect stood several towering figures, quietly observing the movements within. They did not rush to enter.
"Has Cloud Mother reached the Quasi-Emperor Realm?" one of them spoke.
"From her display of the Imperial Artifact's might, we cannot confirm that. The Yunlu Xian Sect possesses a Preparation Emperor Formation. With many Sages casting spells together to activate its power, they helped her unleash the might of the Imperial Artifact," another replied.
"Regardless, her foundation is unfathomable; she surpasses both you and me," a third person remarked.
"It’s quite strange to see a Divine Dragon at this Peach Banquet, even if it is just a juvenile," said the fourth.
"All of this is prepared for us. I wonder how many more surprises humanity will present," commented the fifth.
The Cloud Mother retracted the Imperial Artifact and continued, "If you insist on a duel, there exists an ancient battlefield within my Yunlu Xian Sect. You may enter for battle without harming others."
With that, the Cloud Mother waved her hand. A corner of space tore open, revealing an ancient cave before everyone’s eyes. Inside the cave lay an immense arena, exuding an aura from ancient times.
The Divine Dragon continued to soar in the air, relentlessly absorbing the dragon energy from within its dragon pearl at a terrifying speed, continuously awakening its True Dragon Bloodline.
Lin Feng noticed the pain in Wind Spirit's eyes and guessed she was undergoing a transformation, enduring excruciating agony. Concerned, Lin Feng asked, "Ling'er, are you alright?"
Lin Miaomiao also cast a worried glance in her direction. To think that seeing the Divine Dragon would align with her dreams—the Divine Dragon in her dreams was indeed Wind Spirit.
Reflecting on that dream left Lin Miaomiao feeling somewhat despondent. In her dream, cosmic stars were shattered; Lin Feng's physical body was destroyed, leaving only a frail Primordial Spirit lying unconscious atop the back of the Divine Dragon.
The Divine Dragon was battered and on the verge of collapse, floating helplessly in the vastness of the universe with Lin Feng.
The Black Water Spirit Snake feared the might of the Imperial Artifact but showed no fear towards the Divine Ruins Disciple. Not even the Divine Dragon shrouded in mist was taken seriously by it.
It was merely a juvenile, not yet matured to its strongest form. At most, it had just stepped into the realm of a Pseudo-Saint.
"Come on, kids, how about entering the ancient battlefield?" the Black Water Spirit Snake mocked.
"We haven't gotten our hands on the snake soup yet, so we have to fight," Dugu Po replied calmly.
"What a sharp-tongued brat! If I don't kill you today, I’ll take my own life right here."
Furious, the Black Water Spirit Snake charged into the ancient battlefield. Lin Feng and his companions followed closely behind. Wind Spirit, worried for Lin Feng and the others' safety, chose to enter as well. The Demon Slayer had ulterior motives and ultimately entered last.
Soon after, the entrance to the ancient battlefield closed.
"Why can't we see anything?"
"Holy Mother, how can we observe the battle inside?"
Fire Vein and Li Jing were anxious and couldn't care less about their low cultivation levels as they asked.
"Foundation is needed," Cloud Mother replied before disappearing into the mist. The two Holy Maidens, Yunlu, welcomed everyone.
The battle within the ancient battlefield commenced. The Black Water Spirit Snake, eager to kill, immediately unleashed its most powerful killing technique. The black hole behind it loomed large like an abyss, nearly engulfing half of the ancient battlefield.
Dugu Po was unwilling to be outdone and activated Righteous Qi, similarly occupying half of the battlefield. The Divine Dragon and Demon Slayer unleashed Holy Might to defend while observing.
"Ghost Path God-Slaying Technique."
The Black Water Spirit Snake displayed a terrifying technique from the Demon Clan with a loud shout. The black hole behind it began to spin violently, emanating an incredibly terrifying force of devouring.
The power of the black hole reached its peak, causing the ancient battlefield to tremble incessantly as if it could hardly withstand its devouring might. Dark energy interwoven with ghostly laws flowed continuously from within the black hole, capable of corroding all things on earth.
The terrifying, corrosive black mist surged into the group of Lin Feng like a river. The Purple Jade Glass Skirt Sacred Armor and Black Jade Dream Skirt Armor shimmered with the power of the Great Dao Rules, dissipating the black hole's devouring force and resisting the invasion of the dark energy.
"You will all die."
The Black Water Spirit Snake roared loudly, towering over the Mountain. With its hands pressed against the black hole, it pushed forward, intending to draw Lin Feng and his companions into the abyss, banishing them to an endless darkness.
"Shishu's Finger."
Dugu Po did not dare to hesitate and unleashed his strongest Divine Ability. This finger contained the might of Righteous Qi within the cave, infused with the power of the Master Uncle Formation that Lin Feng had transmitted.
This single finger reached its peak strength.
The Moon City Holy Sword, Eyebrow-Height Staff, and Divine Travel Sword merged into the divine might of this finger, making Shishu's attack even more terrifying.
It was said that Shishu's finger could pierce through stars.
Today, however, Lin Feng, Lin Miaomiao, the Guan Family, and Dugu Po joined forces but could not unleash a power that could pierce through stars. Yet, with their full strength behind this one finger, they achieved the pinnacle of Holy Might without holding back.
Boom...
The finger pierced through the black hole, unstoppable and devastating. It then struck the Black Water Spirit Snake's physical form. There was no doubt; the Black Water Spirit Snake's body exploded without resistance.
Ahh...
Watching its own body about to shatter into pieces, the Black Water Spirit Snake let out a terrified scream. In an instant, its body burst apart, and its Primordial Spirit attempted to escape from its Sea of Consciousness but was struck down by Shishu's finger.
Void—its Primordial Spirit shattered.
After the Black Water Spirit Snake's body exploded, its Essence Blood fell like a rain of crimson. The Blood Devouring Cauldron no longer needed Lin Feng's call; it flew out on its own, growing immensely large to catch every drop of Essence Blood without missing a single drop.
On the wall of the Blood Devouring Cauldron appeared an image of a black spirit snake. Alongside it was previously acquired imagery of the Zhu Yan Spirit Beast. Now there were two images of False Saint Realm beasts on the Blood Devouring Cauldron, their aura even more intense than that of the Moon City Sword's Holy Might.
"Ding, you're fast enough," Lin Feng said with a smile at the Blood Devouring Cauldron.
Sacred Artifact Although it could not speak, it possessed Divine Consciousness. The Blood Devouring Cauldron was Lin Feng's Destiny Artifact, capable of communicating with him. It shook and emitted a roaring sound of the Great Dao in response.
"Next, we'll take the body of this Black Serpent; we'll make snake soup later," Lin Feng commanded.
The Blood Devouring Cauldron resembled a plump figure, nodding as if in agreement with Lin Feng. It then began to collect the body of the Black Water Spirit Snake.
"Die..."
The four of them were already in a state of exhaustion. Now was the best time to strike. Demon Slayer moved. Having reached the pinnacle of Foundation, any action taken was a contest of supreme power.
A massive black skeleton loomed over the ancient battlefield, descending upon Lin Feng and his companions.
The four of them stood still, watching as the enormous black skull fell, showing no intention to act.
"What’s wrong? Are you four just going to sit there and wait for death?" Demon Slayer sneered.
Roar...
The Divine Dragon made its move. This was also one reason why Lin Feng and his companions did not act; another reason was that they truly had no strength left to fight. They had exhausted all their Cultivation to defeat the Black Water Spirit Snake. Only Lin Miaomiao had managed to recover instantly. However, facing a False Saint Realm, she alone would not make a difference.
The Divine Dragon extended its golden claws and tore through the skull. Then it opened its mouth and unleashed a torrent of energy. A large amount of Chaotic Aura coalesced into a white feathered arrow that shot forth.
"Damn it, it's just a young body, how can its Foundation grow so quickly?"
Demon Slayer, having just entered the False Saint Realm, saw the white feathered arrow approaching and immediately summoned his Sacred Artifact for defense. A white skull appeared, hovering in front of him.
This Sacred Artifact was crafted from the skull of a human Sage, encapsulating the might of that sage's Primordial Spirit.
Clang...
The white chaotic feathered arrow struck the white skull, producing dazzling sparks. Although it did not shatter the skull, it sent it flying away.
Whoosh...
The Divine Dragon unleashed a second white chaotic feather arrow.
"How can you still unleash your strongest strike? Where does your cultivation come from?"
The Demon Slayer asked in terror. Unfortunately, he was unaware that within the Wind Spirit lay a Dragon Pearl of the Great Success Divine Dragon. For the Wind Spirit at this moment, it was an inexhaustible source of energy. Moreover, each strike could unleash the full power of the False Saint Realm.
There was no time to call back the Sacred Artifact; the Demon Slayer dispersed all his cultivation.
"Charming Spirits Technique."
Boom...
The body of the Demon Slayer suddenly exploded, transforming into over a dozen clones, each radiating black Eerie Energy. These clones fled toward the exit of the ancient battlefield.
Although the Demon Slayer did not understand how the Divine Dragon could exhibit two full-power strikes of a Pseudo-Saint, he had now transformed into numerous clones. Could he possibly unleash over a dozen full-power strikes of the False Saint Realm?
Absolutely not; among the thirty-six strategies, retreat was the best option.
Void. The sound of continuous explosions echoed.
More than twenty white chaotic feather arrows erupted from the mouth of the Divine Dragon. The arrows easily overwhelmed the dozen or so clones.
"This... why is this happening... no..."
The Demon Slayer let out one last roar, followed by a series of explosive sounds within the ancient battlefield, resembling fireworks bursting forth. However, these were pure black fireworks.
The Blood Devouring Cauldron, with its keen sight, quickly located the true body of the Demon Slayer and absorbed his Essence Blood. Subsequently, another pattern of the False Saint Realm appeared on the walls of the cauldron.
The battle concluded, but the four did not leave immediately. The Divine Dragon continued to adapt to the dragon energy from the Dragon Pearl, slowly absorbing and merging it. Lin Feng and his companions stoked a fire to cook snake soup and Zhu Yan soup using the Blood Devouring Cauldron.
The flames blazed fiercely, and after about an hour, the meat and bones of the Black Water Spirit Snake and Zhu Yan were thoroughly stewed.
Everyone began to eat.
Lin Feng ladled out a bowl of soup and said, "The first time I truly met Senior Brother, he was using this cauldron to make soup. He didn't share a single drop with me, leaving me craving for it."
"Even if he gave it to you, would you dare to drink it?" Lin Miaomiao laughed, clearly unwilling to taste the soup.
The meat soup from a False Saint Realm expert was simply terrifying; who could indulge in such a thing? After taking a sip, Lin Feng felt an overwhelming surge of Spiritual Power Torment, and his cultivation skyrocketed to the Master Realm.
"My goodness, just one sip and I've reached the Master Realm?" Lin Feng exclaimed in shock.
"This is a great tonic from the False Saint Realm," Guan Family remarked, as she needed this opportunity even more than Lin Feng did. She set aside her feminine modesty and discomfort to dig in. (To be continued...)
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