The Immortal Wife Is Like A Cloud

Chapter 489: What Makes One the Bloodhand Asura

When he said this, Shen Yifeng’s tone was incredibly calm.

There was no trace of panic.

His aura was merely at the Nascent Soul middle stage, which seemed out of place to everyone present.

The older generation, such as the Second Elder of the Evil Moon Sect, furrowed their brows, their expressions grave.

Even though his seat in the Evil Moon Sect was higher than Shen Yifeng’s,

It was precisely because they were from the same sect that he deeply understood how terrifying Shen Yifeng truly was.

At this moment, he shielded Zou Zeyu and quietly took a few steps back.

Positioning themselves at the edge of the grand hall.

From any angle, they were unwilling or dared not to confront Shen Yifeng in his current state.

In the eyes of the Second Elder, if other top-tier factions had the ability to extract something from Shen Yifeng, they could naturally share in the spoils.

If the crowd was powerless and unable to sway Shen Yifeng, they were indifferent.

Ye Zhiqiu had already obtained a blessing, and in the eyes of the Second Elder and Zou Zeyu, they could also secure their own fortunes.

As long as they were cautious.

On the other side, the Spirit Sound Valley, Flowing Wind Sword Sect, Lingxiu Pavilion, and other factions that had formed alliances with the Evil Moon Sect’s Linjiang Branch, glanced at Shen Yifeng before quietly stepping back.

They made way for the factions that were still seething with anger and united in their hostility.

Although they also wanted to obtain the blessings hidden within, they had a partnership with the Linjiang Branch.

It was not appropriate to directly confront them.

At least, until they saw sufficient benefits to justify turning against the Linjiang Branch, they would not take the initiative to strike.

As Shen Yifeng’s words fell, the atmosphere in the grand hall grew increasingly tense.

“It seems you are indeed very confident.

Then today, we shall test what makes you worthy of the title Bloodhand Asura.”

“Correct, individually we may not be your match.

But when it comes to a group fight, Shen Yifeng, you might still fall short.”

“I truly don’t understand what makes a Nascent Soul middle stage cultivator so arrogant.”

“…”

Today’s situation has led most of the people present to firmly believe that all the treasures and blessings within this grand hall have been claimed by the Evil Moon Sect’s Linjiang Branch.

With the absence of Su Jingzhen and Xuening, even Shen Yifeng would face their resistance.

At this moment, Ye Zhiqiu suddenly opened her eyes.

Her gaze was filled with confusion.

Clearly, she had fully obtained her own blessing.

Seeing this, the fat man Ouyang Mingyue’s eyes lit up with joy.

Before Ye Zhiqiu could say anything, Ouyang Mingyue pulled her to the side.

Afraid that the impending battle might inadvertently harm her.

“Master, what… what is happening?”

Standing at the edge of the grand hall, Ye Zhiqiu asked in confusion.

Ouyang Mingyue smiled and said, “Little girl, are you alright?

Were you disturbed and interrupted from your blessing, or did you wake up on your own?”

Although his face was smiling, his tone carried a hint of concern.

If Ye Zhiqiu had woken up due to the interference of those present, he would hold everyone accountable.

Ye Zhiqiu shook her head, “I did indeed receive some blessings and woke up on my own.

But, Master, what exactly is going on here?”

She had entered with Su Jingzhen and the others.

The sudden appearance of so many people here made her feel a bit out of place.

Ouyang Mingyue smiled again, “As long as you woke up on your own, that’s good.

Don’t worry, just enjoy the show.

It’s not easy to witness a battle of this caliber in everyday life.”

…

Shen Yifeng’s expression remained calm.

However, the murderous aura around him had reached its peak.

“Shen Yifeng, since you refuse to accept a toast but prefer a forfeit.

Then there’s no need to waste time with him anymore!

Let’s all attack together, regardless of life and death!”

These words came from the Heavenly Fiend Old Ancestor from Cangzhou.

This man had previously occupied the Pavilion of Elixirs, only to be later seized by the Flowing Wind Sword Sect and other factions, leaving him extremely enraged.

Although the Pavilion of Elixirs had not been opened afterward, easing his frustration somewhat, his Heavenly Fiend Sect had not gained much from this expedition to the Dantai Ruins.

Therefore, he was extremely eager to seize the blessings from Shen Yifeng.

Just like before when they had intended to deal with the Longyan Branch, most of the people leading the charge this time were from the top forces outside Qingzhou.

They completely overlooked the fact that factions like the Dongxuan Academy, the main sect of the Evil Moon Sect, and most of the top-tier factions from Qingzhou had quietly retreated.

As the Heavenly Fiend Old Ancestor’s words fell, six or seven cultivators at the mid and late stages of the Soul Formation realm erupted with overwhelming auras.

Their already prepared attacks rained down upon Shen Yifeng.

Seeing the Heavenly Fiend Old Ancestor and others ready to fight without further ado, the surrounding factions’ expressions changed slightly.

Each protected their younger generation and retreated to the farthest edges of the grand hall.

Many even exited the hall entirely.

The Nascent Soul and Soul Formation stage cultivators who did not participate in the attack immediately erected layers of protective barriers.

Completely isolating the battlefield between Shen Yifeng and the others.

At this moment, seven people surrounded Shen Yifeng.

As seven formidable magical attacks were about to hit him, Shen Yifeng’s smile suddenly vanished.

The Killing Sword he had been cradling abruptly left its sheath.

In an instant, red light and murderous aura erupted within the grand hall.

No one saw how Shen Yifeng made his move.

All they saw was a curved crimson sword aura slashing from Shen Yifeng.

Then, everyone witnessed Shen Yifeng take a step forward.

Seven images of Shen Yifeng appeared within the grand hall.

They were clearly seven afterimages!

Su Jingzhen’s The Netherworld Ghost Technique had been given to him by Shen Yifeng, so it was only natural that the master would know it as well.

Moreover, Shen Yifeng’s Netherworld Ghost Technique had reached the level of seven afterimages.

It could already be called the Ghostly Step!

The Netherworld Ghost Technique, if one could produce nine afterimages, would reach the pinnacle of mastery.

It was evident that Shen Yifeng was not far from that level.

Shen Feng didn’t use his Netherworld Ghost Technique during his battle with Zhou Tong.

Now, under this absolute speed, the Heavenly Fiend Old Ancestor and the others were horrified.

An instant sense of unease washed over them.

The crimson sword aura Shen Yifeng had unleashed earlier was clearly not the main event.

“Boom! Boom!”

A series of explosions echoed within the grand hall.

The sword aura instantly sliced through the attacks of the Heavenly Fiend Old Ancestor and the other six.

As energy dispersed, the entire hall seemed to tremble and shake.

The onlooking cultivators were extremely solemn.

Once again, they protected their juniors and retreated from the grand hall.

As the cultivators moved, Shen Yifeng’s true form reappeared before everyone’s eyes.

When he reappeared, Shen Yifeng was standing behind an elderly man in rough cloth.

The old man’s aura was at the late stage of the Soul Formation realm.

He was an elder of the top-tier faction Feilong Sect from Cangzhou.

In terms of combat power, he could definitely rank among the top three among the seven.

Only when Shen Yifeng’s aura manifested behind him did he suddenly react.

But by the time Shen Yifeng was right in front of him, it was already too late for him to escape.

Shen Yifeng did not hesitate; he thrust out his Killing Sword.

As the sharp murderous aura erupted, a bloody hole exploded from the Feilong Sect elder’s back to his chest.

The Killing Sword pierced through.

The elder’s aged face was filled with resentment.

But his vitality suddenly dissipated.

His eyes instantly lost their luster.

So what if you are in the late stages of the Soul Formation realm? In the face of absolute power, you will be killed in an instant.

“First one!”

Shen Yifeng’s cold voice echoed through the grand hall.

In the next instant, he activated his Netherworld Ghost Technique once more.

With the Ghostly Step, his afterimages filled the hall.

The Heavenly Fiend Old Ancestor and the others felt a sense of panic.

The demise of the Feilong Sect elder had a significant impact on them.

The remaining six had their dao hearts shaken.

They had originally thought that with seven of them joining forces, even the strongest Nascent Soul cultivator would have to submit.

But they once again underestimated Shen Yifeng’s combat prowess.

As the saying goes, a single move could dominate the world; with his unmatched speed, he would not engage in direct combat with the seven.

He directly launched such a surprise attack.

How to counter?

No solution!

“Is it true that Shen Yifeng of the Evil Moon Sect is only at the Nascent Soul middle stage?

A Nascent Soul middle stage cultivator not only managed to cut through the attacks of those seven Soul Formation elders with a single sword strike.

But also instantly killed a Soul Formation late stage cultivator with extreme speed?

Even an ordinary Divine Intent Realm cultivator might not be able to do this, right?”

“But… but, Shen Yifeng’s aura is truly only at the Nascent Soul middle stage.

What does that make us, genuine Nascent Soul middle stage cultivators?”

“No wonder he was so fearless before, it seems these seven people are not enough to challenge him.

I originally thought there would be a spectacular showdown, or perhaps the Heavenly Fiend Old Ancestor and the others would completely overwhelm Shen Yifeng.

I didn’t expect it to be the exact opposite of what I imagined.”

“Luckily, I held back earlier.”

“…”

Shock and complexity filled the hearts of everyone present.

A Nascent Soul middle stage cultivator displaying such combat power truly overturned everyone’s understanding.

Many were thankful they had restrained their impulses earlier.

Otherwise, they might have been the ones falling now.

Apart from those with absolute confidence in their strength, who were unafraid of the energy shockwaves, the rest had mostly retreated from the grand hall.

At this moment, under their gaze, Shen Yifeng’s afterimages were becoming more and more numerous.

It made one’s scalp tingle.

In a corner, Zou Zeyu’s gaze was somewhat gloomy.

He glanced at the Second Elder protecting him and then at Shen Yifeng wreaking havoc.

A sense of reluctance surged within him.

Shen Yifeng’s combat power at this moment was far beyond what the Second Elder could compare to.

In his view, the competition with Luo Yuebai was merely a necessary process for the Evil Moon Sect.

The position of Sect Master would ultimately be his, Zou Zeyu’s.

But why is it that the one assisting Luo Yuebai is the more powerful Shen Yifeng?

Yes, when Shen Yifeng fully displayed his combat prowess, he had to admit that he harbored a bit of jealousy towards Luo Yuebai.

At the same time, he felt endless uneasiness about his competition with Luo Yuebai.

After all, Luo Yuebai’s faction showed an overwhelming momentum.

And they clearly intended to overthrow the Evil Moon Sect’s long-standing traditions.

When Shen Yifeng killed another Soul Formation middle stage cultivator with another sword strike,

“This guy’s strength is becoming more and more incomprehensible.

I wonder what level he has reached at the Nascent Soul middle stage.”

The Second Elder muttered to himself, as if he had some understanding of Shen Yifeng.

Hearing what he said, there was a hint of doubt in Zou Zeyu’s eyes.

But he did not ask further.

At this moment, they heard Shen Yifeng’s voice once again.

“Third one!”

In just a short span of time, two more Soul Formation stage cultivators fell under Shen Yifeng’s sword.

Only four opponents remained, but these four had lost their will to fight.

All they wanted was to find an opportunity to escape.

Survival was the most important; everything else was fleeting.

This is why he is called Bloodhand Asura!