Chapter 549 - 329: Unity of Spirit and Body! The Tyranny of the Ancient God’s Heritage

A terrifying power erupted in an instant.

The ground caved in with a deafening BOOM. A crater hundreds of meters in radius formed, centered on the spot where Qing Shan’s palm had struck.

A massive palm print, dozens of meters deep, was clearly branded into the earth.

Such was the might of a single strike!

Qing Shan slowly withdrew its palm, a trace of doubt flashing in its crimson eyes.

It had clearly locked onto the bug’s aura, yet its target had vanished into thin air, right under its nose.

’Spatial fluctuations?’

Qing Shan shook its head.

It could sense that this wasn’t the Tearing of space. It felt more like... being ’swallowed’ by another Space.

"Interesting."

It didn’t pursue. Instead, it gazed toward the distant Cyan Miasma Swamp, its will to fight not diminishing, but growing stronger.

"Everyone, pick up the pace!"

"Tonight, I will use those Foreigners’ skulls as drinking cups!"

...

「Inside the Sword Tomb Space.」

Han Feng plopped onto the ground, gasping for breath.

The stabbing pain in his Divine Soul and the lingering terror from his body being crushed by Gravity still made him dizzy and disoriented.

"Damn it, that was too close."

He glanced outside with lingering fear.

The power of Qing Shan’s palm strike left him with no doubt that if he had been a tenth of a second later, he would have been smashed into a pulp.

’Unity of Spirit and Body, the lineage of an Ancient God... The strength of this giant ape is far beyond my estimations.’

"I was too arrogant," Han Feng said with a bitter smile.

Only now did he realize the truth.

His previous smooth victory over the Three-Headed Snake God, Hiss, probably wasn’t because he was so strong, but because he’d gotten incredibly lucky.

Ye Jinghong’s Military Soul Battle Spirit... that Beheading strike probably did more than just sever Hiss’s head.

It must have also shattered its similar "Unity of Spirit and Body" state, causing massive damage to its Divine Soul Origin.

What he had faced was merely a critically wounded target with a shattered Divine Soul.

And the Thousand-Eyed Demon Moth he fought before was just one of the "Wild Gods" without any lineage. Its understanding of the Divine Soul Dao was so crude that it was easily handled by his [Three-Inch Heart Sword].

Repeatedly killing enemies above his level had made him subconsciously underestimate the native Divine beings of Dragon Abyss.

Today, this Black Fierce Ape with an orthodox lineage had taught him a harsh lesson.

’Divine beings with a proper lineage aren’t so simple.’

However, Han Feng was not discouraged.

Though his probing attack ended in a sorry retreat, it wasn’t without its rewards.

At the very least, he had figured out his opponent’s trump cards and recognized his own shortcomings.

’My Cultivation is still too low.’

He glanced at his own Cultivation at the Enlightenment Realm Second Layer and shook his head.

Relying on the [Sword Tomb Space], escaping was not a problem.

But he was still a long way from being able to defeat, or even ambush, a Tier Four Late Stage Divine being with a proper lineage.

’Negotiate?’

The thought flashed through his mind for an instant before he dismissed it.

Negotiating with a pure worshipper of violence like that was no different from asking a tiger for its skin.

The only way to communicate was to beat it into submission, to beat it until it was afraid.

’I can’t beat the big one, but can’t I beat the small ones?’

Han Feng’s gaze gradually sharpened.

He couldn’t defeat Qing Shan, but he wasn’t afraid of the Black Fierce Apes under its command.

As long as he could prevent this army from reaching the Cyan Miasma Swamp, Ye Jinghong would have some breathing room.

Once Ye Jinghong’s base was secure, his own "Sword Seed" plan could also be implemented smoothly.

When that time came, he would need a stable rear base, and he would also need Ye Jinghong’s forces to gather resources for him.

Therefore, Ye Jinghong could not afford to run from this battle.

Since running wasn’t an option, he had to find a way to hold back this army himself.

Han Feng looked toward the [Guiyuan Sword Pool] in the center of the Sword Tomb Space.

Hiss’s enormous corpse had already been completely broken down, and the pool was now filled with a massive amount of verdant green [Life Essence] and grayish-white [Spiritual Essence].

He immediately sat down cross-legged and began to circulate the *Cyan Cloud·Longevity Sword Technique*.

The immense Life Essence and Spiritual Essence surged madly into his body as if they had found an outlet, rapidly repairing his damaged Divine Soul and physical body.

The [Vitality Theft] Trait, combined with the powerful Recovery Power of the *Longevity Sword Technique* itself, allowed his injuries to heal at a visible rate.

In less than ten minutes, his originally listless spirit and depleted Sword Aura were already seventy to eighty percent recovered.

’Qing Shan, don’t think you’re getting past me that easily!’

Han Feng stood up, a calculating light glinting in his eyes.

He would not only hunt those Black Fierce Apes to delay the army’s advance.

He also had to find a way to get the secret of the Gravity Law from them!

The weapons of those Mountain Movers were enchanted with the Gravity Law.

As long as he threw those weapons into the Sword Tomb Space to be deconstructed, he might be able to extract [Gravity Dao Rhyme]!

When that happened, he might be able to find a way to make Ye Jinghong’s legion immune to some of the Gravity’s effects.

’I can’t handle a Divine being like you. But your followers? I’ll be happy to take them off your hands!’

Han Feng’s figure vanished from the Sword Tomb Space once more.

A hunt targeting the entire Black Rock Tribe was about to begin.