Chapter 550 - 330: Heart Sword Slaying the Ape, the Divine Path Begins

At the rear of the Black Rock Legion.

An almost imperceptible ripple appeared in the space, and Han Feng’s figure silently materialized.

In Phantom Stealth mode, he blended perfectly with his surroundings.

His targets were several Mountain Movers bringing up the rear.

These Tier Three Peak Black Fierce Apes were Qing Shan’s most elite force, making them the perfect targets to slow the legion’s advance.

With a flicker of his Divine Thought, the formless Three-Inch Heart Sword coalesced once more.

The Mover was still taking heavy steps, completely unaware that death was upon it.

PFFT!

The Heart Sword pierced its brain. The Mover’s enormous body went rigid, the light in its crimson eyes vanished instantly, and it toppled over stiffly.

The portal to the Sword Tomb Space flashed into existence beneath the corpse, swallowing it and its massive Black Iron Warhammer before vanishing.

The entire process took less than a second.

"Hm?"

At the head of the legion, Qing Shan instantly sensed something was wrong. He whipped his head around, his Divine Thought sweeping across the area like a tidal wave.

But the area was empty. He only detected that one of his warriors’ auras had vanished into thin air, along with a fleeting spatial fluctuation.

"You little insect! Courting death!"

Enraged, Qing Shan raised its hand in a grasping motion, and a terrifying Gravity Field instantly enveloped the area.

But Han Feng was long gone. He reappeared on the opposite side of the Military Array and repeated the same tactic, taking the life of another Mountain Mover.

"ROAR!!"

Qing Shan roared in fury. His elites were being reaped like wheat.

It tried to lock onto Han Feng’s aura, but he was incredibly elusive, vanishing without a trace a moment before its Gravity Field could take hold.

After several more attempts, Qing Shan had not only failed to catch Han Feng, but had been forced to watch as five more Mountain Movers dropped dead on the spot.

"This is infuriating!"

The Demon God, who had lived for nearly eight hundred years, finally calmed its furious rage.

It realized that conventional methods of pursuit were useless against this enemy.

"Boys, halt!"

Qing Shan roared, "Assume the ’Mountain Guardian’ formation! Lock this entire area down for me!"

The next moment, the Heart of Zhenyue on its chest flared with brilliant light.

An invisible Force Field, with the Demon God at its center, brutally expanded outward. It enveloped an area several kilometers in radius, completely blanketing the entire Black Rock Legion.

Within this domain, the Gravity instantly skyrocketed to over ten times its normal strength!

Furthermore, Qing Shan’s Divine Thought merged with the domain, ensuring that not the slightest disturbance could escape its Perception.

"Hmph. Let’s see where you run this time, you little insect!"

Qing Shan’s crimson eyes scanned every inch of the domain.

Just then, on the left flank of the Military Array, Han Feng’s figure reappeared.

The moment he materialized, a terrifying pressure assailed him from all directions, and his body sank violently.

’I’m locked down!’

At the same time, Qing Shan’s icy intent descended upon him.

This time, it didn’t use a physical attack. Instead, within its Sea of Consciousness, the black Stone Ape that sat cross-legged suddenly opened its eyes.

The Stone Ape raised its fist and, from several kilometers away, threw a punch in Han Feng’s direction.

This punch transcended the limits of physical space, striking directly at the Divine Soul.

Han Feng felt a pure, tyrannical power, as heavy as a mountain, smash ruthlessly into his Sea of Consciousness.

This was no Illusion Technique or Spiritual Contamination; it was the Power of Divine Soul, condensed to its absolute limit and formed into a tangible strike!

His Heart Clarity and Nature Seeing Talent was utterly useless against such pure power!

Without a shred of hesitation, Han Feng roared in his mind:

’System! Activate the Divine Power Module! Consume ten thousand wisps of Sword Aura to amplify the Three-Inch Heart Sword!’

If he didn’t amplify it, his Spiritual Power of over four thousand hertz would be instantly crushed by this attack.

BOOM!

The vast Sword Aura was drained in an instant. Within Han Feng’s Sea of Consciousness, the Heart Sword erupted with brilliant light, positioning itself to block the blow.

A silent, colossal explosion detonated in his Sea of Consciousness.

Han Feng felt as if his head had been struck by a massive siege hammer.

The temporarily-empowered Three-Inch Heart Sword was instantly smashed to pieces.

An irresistible, immense force rebounded from the impact. His Divine Soul Origin trembled violently, his vision went black, and he nearly passed out on the spot.

"Pfft!"

Coughing up a mouthful of blood, Han Feng acted without hesitation. In the last moment before his consciousness faded, he commanded with a single thought.

His figure vanished, escaping into the Sword Tomb Space.

Though its attack missed again, Qing Shan didn’t get angry. Instead, it laughed, a cold grin spreading across its face.

It could sense that this time, the insect was injured. Badly.

’So that’s how it hides,’

Qing Shan mused, stroking its chin with a look of sudden understanding.

’From my perspective, this ability to vanish into thin air must be an extremely draining Secret Technique,’ it thought. ’And there’s no way it can teleport very far.’

’The proof is that the little insect always reappears nearby after a short while.’

’Trying to play hide-and-seek with me?

You’re still too green for that!’

It calculated, ’Every time that little insect comes out, it has to take one of my punches.

How many of those hits can its paltry Divine Soul withstand?

Sooner or later, I’ll smash it into paste!’

As long as it stayed here and maintained its domain, the injured rat had no hope of escape.

The next time it appeared would be its last!

Inside the Sword Tomb Space, Han Feng collapsed to the ground. His head was ringing, and the excruciating pain from his Divine Soul made it nearly impossible to think.

It was too tyrannical.

Qing Shan’s Divine Soul Attack was simply unreasonable in its power.

He struggled to his feet and crawled to the side of the Guiyuan Sword Pool, immediately activating his Cultivation Technique.

Within the pool, massive amounts of grayish-white Spiritual Essence and emerald-green Life Essence—decomposed from the corpses of the Thousand-Eyed Demon Moth and the Three-headed Illusory Yin Snake—surged madly into his body as if they had found an outlet.