Chapter 647: Giant Realm (1/2)

The presence of the silver palanquin grew closer. Feiyun was among the clouds with his eyes wide open. Two phoenixes flew out and painted the clouds red. He could see each blade of grass clearly within a thousand miles radius.

Six hundred miles away were four black-robed men each holding a corner of the palanquin. They leaped around the landscape, moving several hundred meters with each jump. Their cloaks fluttered in the wind so they resembled four great birds moving the palanquin forward.

Their cultivation was exceptional, so was their speed.

Feiyun changed his weapon essence into a white spear and unleashed it. It looked like a white dragon soaring across the air, penetrating one of the four men right in the chest. Blood gushed out.

Feiyun could kill people from a thousand miles away now with his current power level.

“Damn, a pursuer. Go, I got this.” The wounded combatant didn’t die. He was an intermediate half-step at the sixth level with a vigorous life force.

He took out a palm-sized ruby filled with vitality, looking just like a shiny heart. He pressed it into his chest and it melted into the wound, filling up the hole.

“Whoosh!” Feiyun summoned his essence back and turned it into a saber. He descended from the clouds with his sleeves fluttering and a majestic momentum.

He slashed downward with both hands towards the heretic, really dragging his blade.

The heretic stood on a one-hundred-meter tree with green leaves around him. He jumped on one leaf to another while glowing black. He released a dual punch with the force of six dragon-tigers.

“Boom!” The saber energy destroyed the six dragon-tigers right away.

The heretic became frozen with a bloody line on his face.

Feiyun didn’t stop for a single second and darted through him, heading for the forest filled with miasma. His weapon essence was bloodied.

“Boom!” It wasn’t until he was several thousand meters away did the heretic exploded into fleshy bits, crushed by the saber energy. The leaves on the trees below were filled with bloody pearls.

Feiyun met a second stopper, another half-step Giant that was stronger than the previous. The guy uprooted a peak to slam it straight at Feiyun’s head.

The opponent has been waiting in ambush so this attack came swiftly.

Feiyun didn’t bother dodging and blocked it with both hands. Flames surrounded them as a power exploded from deep in his bones. He then threw the peak back at the second heretic.

The guy didn’t expect Feiyun to be so powerful and couldn’t dodge in time. He got smashed by the peak with seven or eight broken bones while vomiting blood. His eyes showed fear as he made it out from below the peak and ran.

“Where do you think you’re going?” Feiyun took out his Heaven-raising Rod and made it massive. He crushed every single bone of that heretic, blood spattering out of every orifice. The poor guy squirmed on the ground before dying.

Feiyun’s physical force was comparable to a Giant now. He was actually stronger than Chang Dakai in terms of battle prowess. Of course, still a bit weaker than an early Giant. After all, these Giants had plenty of techniques and secret arts.

Physical abilities alone weren’t enough. They could kill a great martial artist before this person could get into melee range.

This was the reason why three Chang Dakai wouldn’t be a match for one regular Giant. The former didn’t have special cultivation techniques. This was also why Feiyun was superior to Chang Dakai but couldn’t match the regular Giants.

A few techniques allowed one to unleash an offensive strike a dozen times more powerful than normal, such as the twelve evil techniques of Senluo.

A tenfold technique could be considered top-notch. Only the strongest sects would have these techniques; they would treat it like priceless treasures.

Just imagine two combatants, both early Giants. One could only use a normal attack while the opponent had a special technique unleashing a strike ten times stronger. This disparity was unfair.