CHAPTER 182: CHAPTER 182: KILLING INTENT AND GRAND MOMENTUM

BOOM!

Chen Hei Feng shattered the Saber Qi with a claw swipe. Showing no signs of slowing down, his right palm flipped, and he slapped down again.

"Boy, accept your death!"

In mid-air, a massive black palm tore through the air. It carried a mountain-like, dread-inducing presence as it slapped towards Luo Feng. The relentless, surging palm energy was even more powerful than before!

Luo Feng’s brows furrowed; even before the palm energy reached him, the wind it kicked up made his skin crawl.

"Teng Dragon’s Gang Qi!"

The Yuan Qi around him surged wildly. Faint ripples emanated from Luo Feng’s body, and the faint sound of a dragon’s roar echoed in the ravine.

In an instant, a giant Gang Qi Dragon materialized around Luo Feng.

The massive dragon coiled around Luo Feng, its head held high, radiating a terrifying aura.

CRACK!

Chen Hei Feng’s palm struck the giant dragon. The black flames burning on it caused the Protective Gang Energy to sizzle and crackle.

The black flames on his giant palm quickly diminished.

POP!

The Black Flame Giant Palm advanced merely half a foot before it collapsed, and the massive force sent Luo Feng flying backward.

Luo Feng stumbled back more than ten steps before stabilizing his footing, his gaze fixed solemnly on Chen Hei Feng.

The opponent could shatter the radiance of the Sky Slayer Saber Technique with a casual swipe. If his Teng Dragon’s Step hadn’t advanced to the fifth level, allowing him to comprehend Teng Dragon’s Gang Qi, he probably would have been seriously injured by that strike. Even after using the Teng Dragon’s Gang Qi, Luo Feng felt a turmoil in his chest and quickly circulated his Yuan Qi to regulate his breathing.

Luo Feng watched Chen Hei Feng, thinking, Judging from the power of his attack, his strength should be around the early stages of the Eighth Layer of the Hell Realm.

At this moment, the surrounding black-clothed martial artists stood agape. Although Chen Hei Feng was seriously injured, he was fundamentally a Spiritual Rotation Realm expert, his martial cultivation and experience unparalleled.

None of the black-clothed martial artists present were confident they could resist the palm strike from earlier. However, the young man in front of them not only resisted the palm strike but remained unharmed!

"It seems he wasn’t using his full strength when he fought us! He actually blocked Master Black Wind’s palm strike; his strength is terrifying!"

A black-clothed martial artist stared at Luo Feng, who stood defiantly with his saber, and couldn’t help but gasp.

"Exactly. This guy only looks fifteen or sixteen, yet he possesses such power. I can’t imagine what he’ll be like when he grows up!"

"That’s not going to happen."

A black-clothed martial artist gazed at Luo Feng and said eerily, "He dares to defy Master Black Wind. Considering Master Black Wind’s personality, he’s doomed today!"

"That’s true!" The surrounding martial artists nodded, a hint of schadenfreude in their eyes.

Chen Hei Feng remained standing, not attacking immediately.

He looked at his own palm, frowning slightly, still reeling from the shock of Luo Feng blocking his attack.

He had assumed that even though he could currently only bring out less than ten percent of his peak strength, it would have been more than enough to defeat Luo Feng. But, unexpectedly, Luo Feng remained completely unscathed!

"Boy, who are you really? Don’t tell me you’re a young master from one of the Six Great Families?"

After a while, Chen Hei Feng lifted his head, his gaze sinister as he stared at Luo Feng.

The Six Great Families... Luo Feng was somewhat amused and replied nonchalantly, "I am not affiliated with any of the Six Great Families. I’m just an ordinary student at the Purple Sun School."

"Impossible!" Chen Hei Feng snapped, his voice sharp with disbelief, "If you’re not from one of the Six Great Families, how could you possibly cultivate Profound Level Martial Arts!"

"What!" Upon hearing Chen Hei Feng’s words, the surrounding martial artists all widened their eyes, looking at Luo Feng incredulously. "He actually cultivated Profound Level Martial Arts!"

Although everyone on the True Martial Continent could cultivate, martial arts secret manuals were extremely precious.

Most people practiced basic martial arts, which were only for strengthening their physical condition.

Lower and Mid-Level Yellow Level Martial Arts were fairly common and could moderately boost a martial artist’s strength.

High-Level Yellow Level Martial Arts could drastically increase a martial artist’s strength but were hard to come by and worth millions of silver taels.

As for Peak Yellow Level Martial Arts, generally only the Six Great Families and the Four Great Academies—powers of immense stature—possessed such treasures. They were valued at tens of millions of silver taels and were effectively priceless, being rarely available on the market!

Profound Level Martial Arts, by contrast, were countless times more valuable than Peak Yellow Level Martial Arts.

Even the Six Great Families would find it difficult to produce a Profound Level Martial Art; they were incredibly rare.

Most of these martial artists practiced only Mid-Level Yellow Level Martial Arts. Hearing that Luo Feng had cultivated Profound Level Martial Arts, their eyes instantly blazed with envy.

When Luo Feng heard Chen Hei Feng’s words, he wasn’t surprised. The fourth level of Teng Dragon’s Step already surpassed most Peak Yellow Level Martial Arts. Now that Teng Dragon’s Step had advanced to the fifth level, its power had increased even more. It was only natural for Chen Hei Feng to mistake it for a Profound Level Martial Art.

"Hmph, I don’t care if you belong to one of the Six Great Families. You think you can stop me with a Profound Level Martial Art? Wishful thinking!"

WHOOSH!

As Chen Hei Feng spoke, he moved. His entire being transformed into a gust of deathly wind, speeding towards Luo Feng.

In the blink of an eye, the distance between them shrank to just five paces!

"Great Black Dark Palm: Black Dark Flame Transformation!"

Chen Hei Feng was truly intent on killing; his first move was a fatal one.

Instantly, Chen Hei Feng’s palm turned a dark, purplish-black, with black flames burning upon it, making him resemble a demon. He roared, and with a surge of Gang Qi, he launched a palm strike straight ahead.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!...

The air was blasted by the palm wind, creating eerie wails like ghosts and howls of wolves. The fierce, brutal aura terrified the surrounding black-clothed martial artists, their faces paling.

Luo Feng had nearly died to this Great Black Dark Palm before. The memory was still fresh, and he knew it would be difficult to deal with. He abruptly brandished his Tiger Soul Saber.

"Since you look down on Profound Level Martial Arts, then try this!"

The canyon echoed with tiger roars. Facing the sweeping black flames, Luo Feng showed no fear, his eyes half-closed.

VMM!

Luo Feng suddenly opened his eyes, his pupils flashing wildly. Wherever his gaze fell, it was as if countless sharp blades were tearing through space. Standing in place, he resembled a drawn treasure sword, looking down on all creation as if the entire world lay beneath his blade.

"What is this?!" The nearby black-clothed martial artists were terrified.

At this moment, in their eyes, Luo Feng seemed extraordinarily tall, his feet planted on the earth and his head touching the sky. It was as if he were heaven and earth itself—unstoppable!

Chen Hei Feng’s eyes widened in astonishment, and he exclaimed, "Grand Momentum! You’ve actually comprehended Grand Momentum! How is this possible?!"

Winds surged through the canyon. Luo Feng’s eyes, sharp as blades, had merged with the Grand Momentum. The Saber Gang erupting from his Tiger Soul Saber stretched ten meters long as it slashed down at Chen Hei Feng from above!

BOOM!

The saber light viciously struck the black flame palm. The surrounding space fluctuated violently as powerful shockwaves rippled outwards.

The next moment, the entire canyon hummed and trembled. Massive boulders tumbled down, and on the opposite side of the canyon, a horrifying saber mark, three to four meters wide, appeared—a shocking sight!

THUD!

After a momentary stalemate, a dull thud echoed in the canyon. Luo Feng and Chen Hei Feng were both forced back dozens of steps.

Luo Feng spat out a mouthful of blood.

Chen Hei Feng truly lived up to his reputation as a Spiritual Rotation Realm expert. Despite his grave injuries, his strength was still incredible. Even though Luo Feng had utilized Grand Momentum, they had only fought to a draw.

Chen Hei Feng’s condition was no better than Luo Feng’s. The impact had aggravated his injuries, and his clothes were soaked with fresh blood.

The surrounding martial artists gaped, staring dumbfounded at the scene.

"Is that Grand Momentum? It can actually contend with Master Black Wind’s Great Black Dark Palm!"

"That’s not the true Grand Momentum; it must be just a sliver of it. I’ve heard rumors that once a martial artist truly comprehends Grand Momentum, they can change the color of the heavens and earth, reverse the flow of rivers—feats beyond mortal power!"

Everyone’s voice was filled with profound shock and disbelief.

The exchange between Luo Feng and Chen Hei Feng had seemed like an even match, but that wasn’t entirely true. Although Chen Hei Feng was injured, his cultivation was still superior to Luo Feng’s. Moreover, he had used a mid-grade Profound Level Martial Art. For Luo Feng to block it meant Chen Hei Feng had suffered a crushing defeat in that exchange!

Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Chen Hei Feng fixed Luo Feng with an icy gaze, then suddenly chuckled ominously. "You’ve actually comprehended Grand Momentum. At your age, you’re truly a once-in-a-century prodigy! If given time, you could probably enter the sacred lands of martial arts, break through the limits of the physical body, and reach the pinnacle!

"Unfortunately, your luck ran out when you met me, Chen Hei Feng. My favorite pastime is crushing geniuses!"

Chen Hei Feng laughed boisterously, then leaped, chasing after Luo Feng once more. He shouted arrogantly, "So what if you’ve comprehended Grand Momentum? It’s merely superficial. How can you be my opponent? Hurry up and die!"

VMM!

Chen Hei Feng’s entire body erupted with surging black flames. Everything within a radius of nearly ten meters was incinerated, sizzling and crackling. He looked like a ferocious demon as he launched another vicious palm strike toward Luo Feng.

As the palm struck out, a searing wind swept through the entire canyon. The malevolent gusts howled, and in that instant, the canyon seemed to transform into a human purgatory!

This was the sixth level of the Great Black Dark Palm, ’Black Dark Flame Purgatory!’ Cang Nanyue had been defeated by this very palm strike!

Sensing the terrifying power contained in this palm, Luo Feng’s expression turned grim, a flash of resolve in his eyes. "Chen Hei Feng, do you really think I can’t kill you?!"

Before his words faded, Luo Feng suddenly let out a long cry, his entire consciousness plunging into the mysterious bracelet on his hand.

Luo Feng reckoned he couldn’t withstand the ’Black Dark Flame Purgatory.’ So, he decided to take a gamble and, for the first time, actively drew the terrifying murderous intent from the bracelet into his body.

"Kill, kill, kill, kill..."

The domineering war cries, deafening and resonant, echoed throughout Luo Feng’s being, causing his blood to boil.

The next moment, Luo Feng’s face turned crimson. His pitch-black pupils flickered with an eerie, blood-red light, and boundless killing intent surged within them. He seemed like an ancient god of slaughter, his aura skyrocketing!

"What is this?!" Chen Hei Feng stared at Luo Feng, his brows knitted tightly.

Although he didn’t know what it was, his intuition screamed danger!

This kid is strange! He absolutely cannot be left alive! Chen Hei Feng thought, gritting his teeth. He pushed his aura to its peak, and the black flames engulfing his body suddenly flared, intensifying by thirty percent, as if he intended to obliterate Luo Feng with a single palm.

At that instant, the blood-red light in Luo Feng’s pupils flared dramatically!

"Die!"

The cold shout exploded like muffled thunder in the canyon, the sound so oppressive it felt as if a massive boulder were crushing everyone’s chest, making it hard to breathe.

SWOOSH!

The Tiger Soul Saber in Luo Feng’s hand whistled out.

The saber light, fused with Grand Momentum, stretched ten meters long. But this time, it wasn’t black; it was a dazzling, blood-red Saber Qi, slashing towards Chen Hei Feng.

RUMBLE! RUMBLE!