Descending from a cliff over a hundred meters high, Long Fei stepped into the void.
His movements were strange, as if he was walking on flat ground.
There were no fluctuations of mana or any display of fleshly bloodline power, yet he landed steadily on the ground.
Even to cultivators like Imperial Spirit Sect Niu Dao, Demon Beast Sect Hu Benyang, and Ying Changkong, who practiced body refinement, it was a scene that made them click their tongues in wonder.
They discussed among themselves, "Brother Long has become much stronger than before."
"What kind of movement technique is this? I can’t make heads or tails of it."
They could not discern it, but the old men present gained quite an insight.
Walking through the void could either be sword flight, sprouting wings by refining the blood of flying creatures, or manipulating spatial Yuan Force with spiritual power.
But Long Fei’s bizarre spell was clearly stepping into the void, yet it was as if he trod on solid ground.
With just two steps, he reached the valley’s bottom.
He seemed to possess the ability from the legends akin to Sage’s Dimensional Folding.
Chu Feng frowned deeply and said, "Brother Long, where did you learn this spatial stride technique?"
Lin Yingying, Wang Xiaoya, and An Xiaoke exchanged glances and whispered, "Could it be that he learned it from that Little Witch?"
Chu Feng did not understand.
Lin Yingying briefly explained to him.
Chu Feng exclaimed in surprise, "That happened? Such a fun thing, and you didn’t include me?"
Lin Yingying gave him a glare. That day in the Demon Cave, they had nearly lost their lives—there was nothing fun about it.
Shen Feng and the rest of the Dragon Group pondered thoughtfully. Everyone who had experienced the last foray into the Demon Cave felt as if they were seeing that Little Witch from before.
This eerie movement was undoubtedly of the same vein as the Little Witch’s.
"Could this kid have the ability to absorb the Cultivation Techniques of others?"
Shen Feng murmured to himself.
Since getting to know Long Fei, he had continuously seen surprises come from him.
He was also full of expectation for this confrontation.
At the bottom of the valley, Yan Wuji rose from the snowy ground, his eyes bloodshot as he fixated on the person he once regarded as an ant.
Yan Wuji once held a status unchallenged at the top of the Cultivation Families, his word law undisputed, his actions unobstructed.
Ever since Long Fei appeared, all that changed.
Not only did Long Fei ruin his marriage arrangement with Jiang Family Jiang Yunlan, but he also disrupted Yan Wuji’s pursuit of Shen Yan’er.
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Because of Long Fei, his Yan Family had fallen, their ancestral line ended, even their patriarch had perished.
Because of Long Fei, their Yan Family’s business empire had crumbled to dust, and Lei Jun, the traitor, had willingly handed over Lei’s Group.
Yan Wuji had people search everywhere for Lei Jun, waiting to deal with Lei Jun right after he finished with Long Fei.
Two Yan Family Elders, faces filled with rage, drew their swords and said to Long Fei, "Brat, you dare to appear."
Long Fei chuckled, "The world is free for all; where would I not dare to go!"
Yan Wuji gestured, having the Yan Family Elders stand down.
He knew that Long Fei’s current cultivation level was enough to crush any cultivator below the Core Formation Stage.
The two Yan Family Elders retreated one after another, providing support from behind for Yan Wuji as they had planned in advance.
Yan Wuji said to Long Fei with a cold voice, "I admit, you are formidable, a peerless genius among the younger generation. But unfortunately, you are destined to be my stepping stone, for I shall stand atop the Cultivation World by stepping over you. You destroyed my Yan Family, killed my kinsmen. Today, I will flay and disembowel you, yet it still won’t appease the hatred in my heart."
Long Fei snorted with laughter, "He who kills shall be killed in return; it is because your Yan Family has accumulated too much enmity and bloodshed that such a catastrophe was brought upon you, yet you fail to comprehend this cause and effect. Without the clarity of the grand path, even if you encountered the greatest of fortunes, what use would it be? In the end, you would still turn to ash."
"Spare me those empty words, all I know is that winning against you is all that matters."
Yan Wuji wanted to see Long Fei afraid, terrified, begging on his knees for mercy.
But no matter how much pressure he exerted, Long Fei’s expression remained calm.
This feeling made Yan Wuji very uncomfortable; he wanted to crush Long Fei’s prestige and completely shatter his confidence.
He wanted Long Fei to kneel before him begging for mercy, he wanted the whole world to see that he, Yan Wuji, was the chosen one.
Yan Wuji roared, and a longsword whistled out, carrying a ferocious momentum, and a wave of heat surged forth, melting all the snow within a hundred meters.
This sword was forged from white bones, the blade snowy white, very similar to the Dragon Bone Sword carried by Lin Shanshan.
The people in the valley gasped in surprise, shouting, "The might of this sword is so strong!"
"Indeed, we can feel the power of this scorching flame even a thousand meters away."
"Could this be the legendary Kirin Sword?"
"I’ve heard that Yan Wuji obtained two fortunes. One is the Kirin Arm, and the other is the Kirin Sword. This sword is said to be made from the bones of a Kirin, carrying the majesty of a Divine Beast. Wielding the sword could split mountains and sever rivers."
"Gosh, why can’t I have such luck!"
Their information, naturally, came from members of the Dragon Group.
Those who went in with Yan Wuji knew a bit about the situation.
Some played the role of the knowledgeable person, telling everyone, "It’s said that Yan Wuji and a group of Dragon Group cultivators entered the Secret Realm and just happened to fall into a cave on the mountain. Inside was a person who had turned to white bones, except for one arm, which was intact. And that arm, miraculously, was the right one, holding this Kirin Sword. In front of this person, there was a red fruit, which was the Kirin Fruit. Legend has it that Divine Beasts have spirits and wherever they go, they nurture a Divine Medicine for their descendants. The Kirin Fruit born alongside the Kirin can enhance one’s physical body, and with it, Yan Wuji made a breakthrough in the Core Formation Stage. His luck, how could it be compared to that of ordinary people."
"The child of the Kirin against the child of the True Dragon, I wonder who will emerge superior?"
"I think Yan Wuji will win. The Kirin Fruit is a heavenly treasure. His obtaining it signifies his prosperous fate; how could Long Fei, who comes from a mountain village, compare?"
"After all, the Yan Family is a renowned noble family, its luck enduring. Even if the Yan Family has declined, Yan Wuji’s victory in this battle could revitalize the Yan Family’s standing."
"Exactly, we may have looted the Yan Family in the past, but it seems we’ll have to obediently return their possessions now."
"Ah, isn’t that the truth. Let’s hope Yan Wuji isn’t a small-minded person; otherwise, we’re all in for trouble."
"Damn it, from now on we need to cover our faces when looting; who knew whether they were really in decline? Once Yan Wuji wins, he’ll certainly make trouble for us."
"Then let’s hurry and cheer for him; he’ll surely remember our support."
After a quick discussion among the crowd, someone took the lead.
The crowd shouted excitedly, "Yan Wuji will triumph!"
"Young Master Yan is the unparalleled hero of the world."
"Young Master Yan, slay your nemesis!"
"Young Master Yan, to victory!"
Lin Yingying frowned upon hearing this, glanced over at the group on the mountain peak, and thought to herself that these people truly knew how to sway with the wind, having not hesitated to plunder when there was gain to be had, yet now they were vigorously sucking up.