Chapter 579: Palace Stained With Blood (1/2)

Spirit Vessel Jiu Dang Jia 35690K 2022-07-22

The imperial harem contained thousands of individual palaces.

Feiyun used his Swift Samsara and the weapon essence to travel deeper inside. There used to be plenty of formations here but they have been broken. Someone was clearly ahead of him.

“Intruder, halt.” A gray-robed person stood on top of a ten-meter palace with an iron sword tied on his back. His eyes seemed empty with two black pearls inside, looking quite bleak.

Despite his ordinary appearance, his power was no joke for he was a half-step Giant at the early level.

Half-step was a realm divided into three levels - early, intermediate, late. Each level was quite different from each other. Only the truly talented could beat someone at a higher level.

Feiyun didn’t stop and retorted: “What sect are you from, daring to infiltrate the forbidden palace?”

“I do not belong to any sect, the world is large but there is nowhere I can’t reach.” This old man had a three-feet long hair. His voice was nefarious, vexing and distracting others.

“Hmph, if the emperor was still here, would you dare to repeat that?” Feiyun looked down on him.

Not to mention a half-step Giant, even an Enlightened Being wouldn’t carelessly come here in that case.

The old man didn’t show any emotion: “Brat, you’re still wet between the ears. I know who you are, don’t think just because people call you the number one genius of Jin that you can fight against older cultivators. I have trained for 640 years and fought in no less than ten thousand people yet here I am, still alive. A junior like you is no match for me.”

“I also know who you are.” Feiyun soared like a dragon and appeared right before the guy, entering his battle domain.

Feiyun immediately became slower as if he had entered a marsh.

All half-step Giants would be able to form a battle domain. This was similar to the qi images of geniuses. If the latter could combine their qi image and battle domain, they would become even stronger.

In fact, the qualifier to become a half-step Giant was forming a domain.

“You know who I am?” The old man was surprised.

“You train in the Evil Wind Dao with eyes refined into blood pearls, clearly a member of the Dark Realm, perhaps a supreme elder.”

The Dark Realm and the Beiming had a good relationship. Plus, with Feiyun’s experience, it wasn’t hard to speculate the old man’s identity.

Taking advantage of his astonishment, Feiyun utilized Swift Samsara to the limit. He turned into a gale while the weapon essence acted as a lightning bolt to break through.

The guy was caught off guard again with his eyes nearly leaving their socket - how could a junior be so fast? He used a movement art of the heretical faction to retreat, but his shirt at the heart location was pierced, leaving a bloody wound behind. The weapon essence nearly penetrated his heart.

He felt a chi coursing down his spine and heard another metallic sound breaking the wind. He looked around and couldn’t see the enemy.

The two black pearls in his eyes finally came out. After absorbing blood, his pupils have turned dark from an art called Bloodcloud Pearl.

These two pupils turned into two bloody clouds with a crescent shape.

It was a heaven-defying heretical art, requiring the blood of more than one thousand people to reach enlightenment. The power was no joke - it flattened two palaces completely, leaving only broken bricks behind.

This was only the beginning, the appearance of the pearls looked so impressive already.

Feiyun wasn’t afraid at all. A white dragon rushed out of his weapon essence, more than ten meters long. They broke through the clouds and struck the man’s chest.

“Boom!” Blood gushed out. Three of his ribs were broken and his robe was tattered.

The loud commotion disturbed the concubines nearby. Some of them cultivated but weren’t that strong. They flew out and noticed the shockwaves.

“Why is there fighting here?”

“Where are the inner guards?”

“Why hasn’t the emperor take care of these?”

One of the shockwaves cut a beautiful concubine’s neck, halfway from decapitating her completely. Blood gushed out like a spring. She struggled on the ground for a bit before dying, no chance to eat a healing pill.