Chapter 710 - 227: Facing 800,000 Martial Artists Alone! Qin Feng’s Divine Might! Slashing Yu Hai and Yan Hu, the Hope for a Comeback

Chapter 710: Chapter 227: Facing 800,000 Martial Artists Alone! Qin Feng’s Divine Might! Slashing Yu Hai and Yan Hu, the Hope for a Comeback

On the other side, Yan Hu was no slower.

He tossed the various Knowledge Creations he had just acquired from the Imperial Trading House behind him as if they were worthless, trying to stall Qin Feng for even a single moment.

Simultaneously, a similar field-stabilizing device appeared in his hand. He pushed it to its limits, stabilizing the Spiritual Energy Field and Mental Power around him.

Their plan was crystal clear.

Qin Feng had already killed them once, which meant the Hunting Stage was over.

As long as they could teleport away successfully just once—even a mere few light-years—the Rebirth Compass would lose its precise lock on them.

After that, it would be like finding a needle in a haystack for Qin Feng to ever locate them again.

But...

"Hmph!"

A cold snort, filled with endless majesty, escaped from Qin Feng’s lips.

In an instant, the four-hundred-story, silver-white ancient tower erupted with a boundless silver light so radiant it was impossible to look at directly.

The light flowed like mercury, seeping into every crack and crevice as it instantly swept across the entire platform.

CRACK!

Every one of the 800,000 prodigies present, regardless of strength, let out a muffled groan under the terrifying mental assault. They felt as if their very souls had been smashed by an invisible sledgehammer. Their blood roiled, and more than half of them spat out a mouthful of blood, their faces instantly turning deathly pale.

The immense collective Will that had just formed to oppose Qin Feng melted like snow under a blazing sun, instantly dissolving and crumbling before the silver light.

"I can’t take Caesar. You think I can’t take *you*?"

Qin Feng sneered.

Before the words even left his lips, his figure vanished.

It wasn’t spatial teleportation. There were no telltale spatial fluctuations.

It was his speed. He was moving so fast that he surpassed the limits of everyone’s vision and Mental Power.

The next instant, Qin Feng’s figure appeared like an apparition beside the desperately fleeing Yu Hai.

Almost at the same time, the Spiritual Field stabilizer in Yu Hai’s hand, which he was desperately trying to operate, let out a crisp CRACK. Its surface spiderwebbed with fissures before it exploded into a pile of useless parts under the overwhelming pressure of Qin Feng’s own Spiritual Field.

In that moment, Yu Hai’s pupils contracted to pinpricks.

Before he could react, a pitch-black Long Spear had already silently pierced his protective Spiritual Energy barrier, punched through the Battle Armor he took so much pride in, and plunged precisely through his back, the tip emerging from his chest.

SHLICK!

Yu Hai’s body shuddered violently.

Then, the terrifying power contained within the spear erupted. His body instantly exploded into a fine mist of blood, and he died on the spot.

Seeing this, Yan Hu, who was fleeing in the opposite direction, felt a chill shoot up from the soles of his feet to the crown of his head. He was scared out of his wits!

He frantically activated his Knowledge Creations, watching as the spatial field around him was just about to stabilize.

Just one more second!

No, just half a second!

If he just had another half-second, he could activate Subspace Teleportation and escape from this Demon God’s clutches for good!

However, at this moment, time was the greatest luxury he could not afford.

The next instant, he felt his body go light. He looked down to see a blood-stained spear tip already piercing his heart.

The Long Spear, still dripping with his companion’s blood, had appeared behind him at some point.

Yan Hu opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but a terrifying, annihilating power was already surging through the spear shaft and into every corner of his body. In an instant, it ground all his life force and hope into primordial particles.

BANG!

Another brilliant spray of blood mist bloomed in the void.

[Task: Hunt and kill twenty Martial Artists of the same realm who are in the ’Hunting Stage’.]

[Current Progress: 20/20]

[Task Complete]

[Reward Distributed: Cultivation resources suitable for your current realm, valued at 1 billion Imperial Contribution Points, have been automatically delivered to your Subspace Storage Unit. Please check to confirm receipt.]

With Yan Hu’s death, the Bronze Compass that had been hovering in the air dissolved into motes of light and slowly faded away.

At the same time, his Identity Jade Token vibrated gently as the task completion notification appeared.

Qin Feng felt a surge of delight.

’One billion Contribution Points’ worth of resources, secured!’

Combined with the eighteen golden beast fragments he had confiscated from the two, plus the resources he had already accumulated, this vast fortune was more than enough to support a long period of deep, secluded cultivation. He could finally complete the construction of his Immortal Tower and break through to the Stellar-level in one fell swoop!

’Caesar...’

Involuntarily, the image of Caesar surfaced in his mind—a figure as powerful as a god or demon, strong enough to inspire despair.

’If I’m fast enough, I might just be able to surpass him and break through first!’

Once the thought took root, it spread like a wildfire that could not be contained.

And the only shortcut to rapidly increasing his strength and breaking through to the next realm was to master the initial stage of the Extreme Warband’s Supreme Nourishing Technique: the Ten-Complete Hand.

Once he mastered the basics, his cultivation efficiency would skyrocket!

At this thought, Qin Feng’s gaze instantly grew fervent.

He snapped his head up, his gaze piercing through the crowd and across the platform to lock onto the majestic ancient tree rooted in the boundless, starry void.

The Bodhi Ancient Tree, a Stellar-level life form capable of enhancing a Martial Artist’s comprehension!

’Isn’t this the perfect place to comprehend the mysteries of the Ten-Complete Hand and quickly master its basics?!’

Qin Feng’s mind was made up.

Just then, a roar filled with suppressed, endless fury erupted from the crowd below.