Chapter 1226 - 1223: Palm Pledge, Sacred Land Selection!

"This..."

Jiang Fengfeng was caught off guard by Yue Haitang’s question. She glanced at the Sword Heart Heaven Jade in Luo Feng’s hand.

The Sword Heart Heaven Jade is the credential of the Holy Swordmaster. With it, Luo Feng naturally possesses the right to enter the Sword Tomb, and although Jiang Fengfeng was discontented, she could only nod.

After looking at Luo Feng for a moment, Jiang Fengfeng suddenly raised her right hand and said to Luo Feng:

"Since that’s the case, Luo Feng, let’s make an oath with a handshake! If anyone goes back on their word, may the heavens and earth punish them, and gods and men together strike them down!"

Luo Feng glanced at Jiang Fengfeng and nodded, "Alright."

Saying this, he put away the Sword Heart Heaven Jade and also reached out his right hand.

A mischievous gleam flickered in Jiang Fengfeng’s eyes, and she struck her right palm towards Luo Feng’s right hand.

Bang...

The palm strike started off gently, like a breeze, but in an instant, the momentum changed, and a fierce pressure from the Palm Gang caused the air to explode, and the gust of wind tugged at Luo Feng’s clothes, making them dance.

Having lost face in front of Luo Feng, Jiang Fengfeng couldn’t swallow her pride and wanted to teach him a lesson.

Luo Feng remained unflustered, circulated True Yuan within him, and faced the palm with one of his own.

Bam!

With an explosive burst of air, Jiang Fengfeng had to take several steps back to stabilize her stance, almost falling, while Luo Feng remained unmoved.

"You..."

Jiang Fengfeng glared at Luo Feng with a mix of anger and surprise in her eyes.

She had put sixty percent of her palm power into that strike, believing Luo Feng unprepared and sure to be blown away, thus losing face in front of the others. Instead, she was the one pushed back.

"Well, we’ve made our oath by handshake now."

Luo Feng smiled, retracting his right hand.

From beginning to end, every move Jiang Fengfeng made was within his perception. When she was about to strike, he was already prepared.

"Not yet. Take another palm from me!"

Feeling unsatisfied, Jiang Fengfeng gathered her strength, ready to strike again.

"Fengfeng, stop this nonsense."

Su Zhuyun gently reprimanded before saying to Luo Feng, "Luo Feng, in a month we’ll set off for the Sword Tomb."

"Alright."

Luo Feng nodded.

At this moment, the twilight in the western sky gradually faded, night descended, and rather than dissipating, the sea storm seemed to intensify, with thunderbolts splitting the night sky, illuminating the earth and heavens.

The spectators from all directions on Group Dragon Island swiftly fled into the vast sea, disappearing from sight. Only the disciples from the six Golden Palaces remained steadfast on the twelve small islands.

Rumbling...

Suddenly, the air began to tremble, and a massive golden light rose from the island where Yuangang Hall was located.

Upon closer inspection, the golden light revealed itself to be a small mountain spanning several miles, with six figures standing in midair atop it—none other than the Hall Masters of the six Golden Palaces.

"Golden Palace disciples, listen up! Come to the mountain peak immediately and prepare to return to the Canglang Dynasty."

Tu Wanshan, the Hall Master of Yuangang Hall, thundered, his voice echoing across the world.

"Great, we’re finally going back."

"Yes, I thought we’d die here."

"This sea storm is terrifying."

"Yuangang Hall disciples, move!"

"Linglong Hall disciples, bring the injured sisters and quickly ascend the mountain."

Following Tu Wanshan’s orders, members of the Golden Palaces began to employ Qinggong, swiftly grouping up and moving towards the mountain peak. Among them were some martial heroes from the rtiad community who had volunteered to stay and help the Golden Palace disciples slay the Demon Beasts.

"Let’s go up too."

Luo Feng instructed, and together with Yue Haitang, Su Zhuyun, and the others, headed for the mountain.

"Luo Feng!"

Halfway through the air, the group encountered the Linglong Hall party, with Yang Wanyi and Xia Yunjing approaching.

Glancing at Su Zhuyun and Jiang Fengfeng, a trace of light flashed in Yang Wanyi’s eyes as she inquired, "Who are these two?"

"They’re the friends I mentioned earlier."

Luo Feng replied briefly, then glanced at the Linglong Hall disciples, frowning slightly, "Many of the junior sisters are injured?"

Yang Wanyi nodded, "There are too many Demon Beasts, compounded by the effects of the sea storm, the Yuan Qi in the world is too chaotic to be managed. Fortunately, everyone only sustained injuries without any fatalities. I’ve heard just now, ten people died in Sky Sword Pavilion. Compared to them, we’re quite fortunate."

Roar!

As they spoke, a Demon Shark with a body over dozens of meters long and vast dorsal fins surged out from the water, its massive form rocketing towards the Linglong Hall party like an arrow from a string, mouth agape for the kill.

"Ah! It’s a ninth-level Demon Beast, a Tiger Blade Shark!"

A chorus of exclamation sparked from the crowd, and fear shone in the eyes of the Linglong Hall disciples within the team.

Just as Luo Feng was about to intervene, Xia Yunjing stepped out, "Let me handle this."

She said, extending her right hand, pressing down in midair with her palm.

Water Yuan Qi surged, creating a stormy torrent that condensed into a fiercely spinning waterball, encapsulating the Tiger Blade Shark entirely like a cage of water.

Bang!

As Xia Yunjing clenched her fingers, the water prison formed by Yuan Qi rapidly shrank, the Tiger Blade Shark’s massive body compressed visibly from fifty to sixty meters down to a mere thirty to forty meters, until it finally exploded into a mist of blood.

Luo Feng raised his eyebrows; under these conditions, Xia Yunjing’s cultivation of Chaos Hole Ten Thousand Water Jue was distinctly advantageous, effectively doubling her strength.

"Alright, everyone, hurry up the mountain and don’t panic," Xia Yunjing said.

"Yes!"

The Linglong Hall disciples nodded, still somewhat shaken, and hastened their pace towards the mountain peak.

Moments later, everyone had ascended the mountain.

"Rise!"

The gleam of gold flickered from Tu Wanshan’s tiger eyes as he shouted powerfully.

Rumble!

The entire mountain vibrated gently, transforming into a golden stream, slicing through wind and waves, and soaring into the sky.

On the mountain.

The disciples from the six Golden Palaces, along with the martial heroes who stayed behind, totaled nearly two to three thousand people. In the previous battle, everyone had consumed a significant amount of energy, and quite a few were injured. Now, they gathered in groups of three to five, tending to their energy and wounds.

"Let’s see what’s going on in the True Yuan Realm."

Luo Feng sat together with Yue Haitang and the others. Ever since breaking through to the True Yuan Realm, he hadn’t had the opportunity to examine the changes within himself, so he took this chance to probe carefully.

Closing his eyes, Luo Feng’s consciousness sank into his body.

Within his meridians, the Yuan Qi had transformed into True Yuan, more precise and concentrated than the scattered Yuan Qi, it seemed ever ready to liquefy, conveying a sense of weight as if the flowing element was not True Yuan, but molten iron.

The transformation of Yuan Qi slowed the rotation of the eighteen Four Spirit Rotations awakened within him, yet each rotation absorbed far more Yuan Qi than before, brimming with power.

His consciousness descended further, towards his Dantian.

In the Dantian, the Nine-tail Helix Demon Qi was far more vibrant than before, resembling a flame fiercely burning within, containing incredibly terrifying Demon Qi.

The greatest change lay within the True Yuan Dragon Vein, inflated to several dozen times its previous size, occupying the entire Dantian, vividly majestic, with True Yuan clearly superior in quality compared to that within the meridians.

"The Divine Dragon Nine Changes is indeed extraordinary; even though the Cloud Dragon Transformation has yet to break through to the sixth level, the True Yuan within the True Yuan Dragon Vein is already comparable to that of a third-level True Yuan Realm Martial Artist."

Luo Feng felt awe, tinged with regret.

Had it not been for the ancient Yuan Spirit Vein beneath Group Dragon Island, he might have refined enough Dragon Vein Qi for the Cloud Dragon Transformation to directly breakthrough to the ninth level! At that point, he could cultivate Dragon Yuan Qi, transforming all True Yuan into dragon form, enhancing both quality and quantity to a terrifying level, potentially surpassing Jiang Fengfeng.

Regrettably, refining the Dragon Vein Qi beneath Group Dragon Island requires another year. Unless another large Yuan Spirit Vein can be found.

Nonetheless, this possibility seemed remote.

Large Yuan Spirit Veins are incredibly rare, and once discovered, are immediately claimed by major powers. Normal True Yuan Realm Martial Artists hardly stand a chance.

Entering a sacred place for cultivation might be a solution; as he knew, each of the nine sacred places housed large Yuan Spirit Veins, even more than one.

Yet, gaining entry to such sacred places is no easy feat.

The sacred places select disciples every thirty years; the last selection was twenty-three years ago, leaving seven years until the next.

Clearly, he couldn’t afford to wait that long.