Chapter 32 - Shura Eye Reopens Shura Killing Realm!

“Little bastard!”

After a long moment, Xiao Qinggang finally reacted, gritting his teeth and bellowing, a surge of killing intent suddenly exploding from him.

“Boy, you’re looking for death!”

As soon as the words fell, Xiao Qinggang could no longer contain himself, his figure charging like a bolt of lightning.

Clang!

Ling Feng hastily raised his sword to counter Xiao Qinggang, his tiger’s mouth instantly numb.

This Xiao Qinggang’s speed and strength far exceeded his own.

Even though he could see through his swordsmanship weaknesses with the Heavenly Dao Eye, he couldn’t keep up with his speed.

“Clang!”

Xiao Qinggang drove Ling Feng back with one sword move, then relentlessly pursued him with another.

A gleaming sword light swept across like a long rainbow piercing the sun, stabbing directly at Ling Feng, its killing intent overwhelming even the other Inner Sect Disciples nearby.

They had never seen Xiao Qinggang this furious before.

Suddenly, the bright sword light exploded, transforming into specks of cold light that aimed straight for Ling Feng’s chest, occasionally producing Sword Qi that severed large trees at their trunks!

“Is this the strength of the Qi Condensation Tenth Rank?” Ling Feng’s complexion slightly changed.

The gap between him and Liu Tang and Xiao Qinggang was not minor; after dozens of moves, even employing the Shattering Star Sword Technique, he was still utterly suppressed, completely at a disadvantage.

“Seal, Four Flames Purple Formation!”

Around him, the other four Qi Condensation Ninth Stage Inner Sect Disciples stationed themselves in four directions, firmly locking down the battlefield, leaving Ling Feng no chance to escape.

“Damn bastard, you must pay for your actions!” Xiao Qinggang roared almost screaming, his eyes bloodshot, like a frenzied tiger.

Xiao Qingfeng was his blood brother, and Liu Tang was his confidant.

Their successive deaths at Ling Feng’s hands infuriated him beyond reason.

“Die!

Die!

Die!

Die!

Die!

Xiao Qinggang’s sword moves accelerated, each one fiercer than the last, his wild strength sweeping crazily within the Four Flames Purple Formation’s barrier, the vicious wind gushing violently until Ling Feng was barely able to stand.

This Xiao Qinggang, though slightly inferior in cultivation talent to Xiao Qingfeng, was born with divine strength.

Ling Feng, with his mere Qi Condensation Sixth Stage cultivation, managing so many exchanges with Xiao Qinggang, could already be deemed a monstrous talent.

But this was no competitive duel; it was a fight to the death!

“I cannot die, no matter what!” Ling Feng clenched his long sword, too many questions lingering in his heart.

Why did he possess the Blood of the Emperor, why had his parents left him since childhood?

With all these mysteries unsolved, how could he willingly die!

“It’s you who forced my hand!” Ling Feng raised his head, his eyes cold, filled with bloodshot veins.

At this moment, Ling Feng had no other choice but to open his Eye!

Activating the Third Vertical Pupil, Shura’s Eye!

“Clang!”

Struck by Xiao Qinggang’s aggressive sword move, Ling Feng was brutally flung away, crashing heavily against the barrier of the Four Flames Purple Formation, spitting out a mouthful of fresh blood.

Devoid of True Qi, he no longer had the strength to employ the Shattering Star Sword Technique.

“Damn bastard, I won’t let you die so easily.

I’m going to slice your flesh off piece by piece.

I will make a small incision on your top of the skull and gradually pour honey into it, then place an anthill on your head, letting you experience the agony of being devoured by thousands of ants!”

Xiao Qinggang laughed maniacally, his eyes filled with deep resentment.

Such brutal torture made even the disciples forming the barrier shudder slightly.

“You won’t have that chance because you, are going to die!” Ling Feng pulled out a Golden Needle from his robe, fixing his gaze sternly on Xiao Qinggang and scanning the surroundings, he shouted loudly, “And you all, are going to die!”

“Ah!”

With a fierce shout, Ling Feng drove the Golden Needle into the Bai Hui acupoint on the top of his skull.

That long-lost sensation of killing intent, that feeling brimming with the scent of blood and slaughter, once again filled his heart, dominating his thoughts.

In an instant, Ling Feng’s eyes turned blood red as if stained with blood, his forehead veins bulging before viciously splitting open, revealing an evil, strange, and immensely terrifying eyeball.

The Third Vertical Pupil, open!

“Die!

Everyone must die!”

As the Third Vertical Pupil opened, Ling Feng’s consciousness became somewhat blurred, and unbeknownst to himself, a Divine Pattern had automatically condensed within the Third Vertical Pupil.

The Shura Divine Pattern!

Buzz!

As the Shura Divine Pattern formed, a curtain of blood seemed to be drawn around it, as the Four Flames Purple Formation’s Barrier, with a “crack”, shattered inch by inch.

“What’s going on!”

“What…

what exactly is happening?”

“It seems like a stronger barrier, how could this be?”

The four disciples maintaining the Four Flames Purple Formation panicked; this formation was incredibly sturdy, and even a master at the early stage of the Pulse Condensation Realm trapped by this formation would likely find it difficult to escape.

At this moment, Xiao Qinggang discovered something incredible: a terrifyingly fierce vertical pupil had opened on Ling Feng’s forehead.

“What…

what kind of monster are you!”

Xiao Qinggang’s heart fluttered wildly, and the right hand holding his long sword began to tremble.

Around Ling Feng, the air seemed to swirl with blood mist, resembling a Shura Evil Ghost wrapping around him.

Just being glanced at by Ling Feng, Xiao Qinggang felt as if all the strength in his body had been drained, a trembling of the soul!

“Xiao…

Brother Xiao, what should we do now?” a disciple with thick eyebrows asked in a trembling voice.

“Damn it, it’s just a three-eyed monster; what’s there to be afraid of!” Xiao Qinggang forced himself to calm down, “We five together, are we still afraid of one monster?

You go first, I will gather my Killing Move and finish him in one strike!”

“Alright!” The four disciples roared and, bolstering their courage, rushed toward Ling Feng with long swords in hand.

“Die!”

Ling Feng’s gaze was devoid of any emotion as his long sword swept across without any flair.

In an instant, the first disciple to pounce was cut in two at the waist, blood splattered, drenching Ling Feng’s face.

“Gurgle!”

The remaining disciples swallowed hard and turned to look back at Xiao Qinggang, only to see him already activating his movement technique, frantically fleeing backward.

“Bastard, you dare to betray us!” The disciples then realized Xiao Qinggang had used them as cannon fodder to buy time for his escape.

“Ah!—”

Then came another scream, piercing the clouds and shooting straight up to the Nine Heavens, a disciple from the Inner Sect had his chest directly pierced by Ling Feng’s claw, his heart still beating “thump-thump” was pulled out.

Followed by a “pop”, the heart burst open, spewing plasma everywhere.

“No…

don’t…

don’t kill me…

I…”

“Please…

Please…

spare my life!”

The remaining two were so frightened they lost their courage, but their fear didn’t last much as in the next moment, their lives were ruthlessly reaped by Ling Feng. Thɪs chapter is updated by NovᴇlFirᴇ(.)nᴇt

“Monster, it’s a monster!” Xiao Qinggang screamed madly as he fled, but no matter how he ran, within this bloody screen, it was as if he was running in circles, never able to escape.

This was the power of the First Divine Pattern of Shura’s Eye, the Shura Killing Realm!

Once enveloped by the Shura Killing Realm, unless Ling Feng, the one who activated the Shura Killing Realm, was slain, one could never escape from this bloody screen.

“Your turn, die!

Die!

Die!”

Ling Feng’s three eyes flashed with blood light, then he transformed into a bloody shadow, pouncing to attack, directly knocking Xiao Qinggang to the ground.

Grasping the Moon Slash with both hands, he aimed at Xiao Qinggang’s heart, piercing!

Piercing!

Piercing!

After stabbing over a hundred times, Xiao Qinggang’s chest had been turned into a sieve.

Only then did Ling Feng leap up from Xiao Qinggang’s corpse, holding a blood-drenched long sword, and dashed into the dense forest.