Chapter 400: Dragon Race – Finger Extreme
A massive explosion erupted from behind them. The three turned to look. Firelight blazed across the military area; the Half-dragon legion had finally made their move. Xia Feng had already secretly ordered them to seize control of military weapons like turrets, occupy the high ground, and first sweep through and deplete the enemy’s strength. Simultaneously, they were to cut off external communications, turning the entire military area and core area into isolated islands, after which the slaughter could truly begin.
“Let’s go, we continue forward.” With the Calamity Force barrier gone, the three moved unimpeded, soaring towards the core area.
However, as they approached the giant birdcage, a middle-aged man with an unkempt beard, carrying a saber, walked out slowly from the shadows. His small eyes scanned them with amusement. “There are actually three of you.” Realizing something, the man looked at Freya, who was also wearing a black robe and a pure white mask, and chuckled, “Your Highness, it’s you, isn’t it?”
Freya frowned. She hadn’t expected this guy to remain at Dong Sheng Fortress instead of following Ye Li Dongjun. Freya ignored Dao Kui, instead transmitting telepathically to Xia Feng and Mu Qingtong: “Dao Kui, one of Ye Li Dongjun’s confidants. He’s been in the True Martial Second Realm for over two hundred years. A hundred years ago, he attempted to ascend to the Venerable realm, but failed. However, after a century of recuperation and enlightenment, his strength hasn’t waned but has instead increased, far exceeding the standard for his realm. Furthermore, like Ye Li H, Dao Kui possesses a method to temporarily boost his overall combat power to the Venerable realm. Can you handle him?”
Xia Feng and Mu Qingtong exchanged glances. “How about it, Miss Mu?” “We can.” Mu Qingtong replied calmly, nodding.
Seeing the three remain silent, clearly communicating telepathically to discuss countermeasures, Dao Kui scoffed, “Hey, I say, the three of you attack together. There’s no need to waste time here.” Dao Kui lightly swung his blood-red saber, and with a stomp of his foot, he charged at the three like a sharp sword, grinning excitedly. “Perfect, my saber is thirsty!”
“Teacher Freya, let’s go,” Xia Feng transmitted telepathically, then dashed to the side. Freya was startled for a moment, then followed closely.
“Boom!” The ground was carved into a ten-meter-long trench by the saber’s wave, and shattered stones flew. The Q-Masked Man stood quietly by the trench, her black robe rustling, as she looked up at the sky with her masked face. The scar-eyed man in the black martial arts uniform frowned, watching the two fleeing figures in the distance. “Did I allow you to run?” He sneered, his entire body engulfed in blue and white spirit flow, and a powerful aura spread out. But just as he was about to pursue, his pupils contracted sharply, and his entire body plummeted towards the ground. A black robe appeared silently in his line of sight high above, obscuring the bright moon. A cold, eerie mask looked down. Terrifying lightning raged around the Q-Masked Man, like the sword of divine punishment descending, striking down! *Buzz—*
Dao Kui’s contracted pupils narrowed further at this moment, becoming fiery red, snake-like vertical pupils. “Roar!!!” he roared and raised his arms. “Boom!!” The earth trembled. Amidst the rampant lightning and purple light, the martial arts uniform man’s shadow silently twisted, and in the next instant, he appeared beneath the bright moon at the horizon.
Mu Qingtong looked back. She saw the martial arts uniform man’s crimson vertical pupils narrow further, his entire body wreathed in blood-red flames, and behind him, the shadowy form of a sky-obscuring bone dragon emerged. His aura consequently climbed steadily, exuding a terrifying pressure that matched the Venerable realm. Mu Qingtong’s gaze was calm. She quickly deduced that this must be the Divine Half-dragon Xia Feng had mentioned. Judging by Dao Kui’s progressively weakening soul state, he had likely learned a Dragon race spirit robe that required sacrificing his lifespan, thereby greatly amplifying his strength. It seemed, as Freya had said, this man was not easy to deal with. Mu Qingtong’s beautiful eyes narrowed slightly; she needed to be serious now.
“Dao Kui is no ordinary True Martial Second Realm expert. Are you sure Miss Q can defeat him?” Freya looked back at the battlefield covered in lightning behind them, her brow furrowed. “Don’t worry, Teacher Freya, Miss Q is not an ordinary Rank 5 Spirit Master either,” Xia Feng waved his hand.
“…” Although puzzled, having witnessed the monstrous capabilities of these two, she decided to stop thinking about it. Both the mysterious Miss Q and her student were no longer beings bound by ordinary logic. Freya had once wanted to take Xia Feng as her disciple and teach him everything she knew. However, in less than ten months, this guy had already surpassed her. This made her feel a pang of wistfulness. It was truly difficult to find a direct disciple.
But, fine. She had given Xia Feng Dragon race spirit paper, and he had learned All things in nature from it. So, rounding up, Xia Feng had learned All things in nature from her. And rounding up again, he could be considered her direct disciple. She would never be stingy with her direct disciples. “Student Xia Feng, I have a fragmentary Dragon race spirit robe here. Do you want to learn it?”
“!” “What? There’s more?”
Outside the core area, there was a barrier constructed from Boundless Stones. Xia Feng grabbed Freya and entered the Holy Knight Space. After passing through layer after layer of barriers, they finally approached the giant birdcage. “It’s just fragmentary, though.” Freya produced a rectangular red paper. Only about one-fifth of the corner was densely covered with spirit particle lines; the rest was pitch black. “There’s no Enlightenment Mark on this either. See if you can learn it.” Freya said with interest, wanting to see the limits of her student. Xia Feng took the spirit paper and glanced at it. In just a few seconds, the inherited memories buried deep within his bloodline were activated again! Innumerable pieces of information flooded into his mind. Pale flowing light flickered in his pupils, and dragon纹 began to faintly emerge. Soon, the genius that he was, he learned this fragmentary Dragon race spirit robe. He didn’t care; he, Xia Feng, was simply a genius!
[Dragon Race – Finger Extreme Fist (Fragmentary)]
[Where the fist points, the king goes.]
[Creator: Vosroda, the Myriad Elephants Dragon.]
[Martial arts techniques – Extreme Fist (Fragmentary): When Strength reaches the Venerable realm, your fist attacks possess a ‘30% Spirit-Piercing True Damage’ effect.]
Sensing the effect of this spirit robe, Xia Feng couldn’t help but feel delighted. Spirit-Piercing True Damage was a method specifically designed against defensive spirit robes, capable of ignoring the target’s defensive spirit robe and the spirit pressure covering the spirit base, directly striking the target’s spirit base and spirit substance to inflict fatal damage. However, it was a shame that to use the Extreme Fist, one’s Strength had to first reach the Venerable standard, greatly raising the threshold for its use.
Seeing Xia Feng comprehend the Extreme Fist, which she herself couldn’t, Freya nodded in satisfaction after her initial surprise. “Indeed, my direct disciple. My judgment is excellent~” As they learned the Extreme Fist, the two flew above the giant birdcage. Xia Feng looked down at the ground. Through the Eye of Deconstruction, he could clearly see countless fine red lines converging on the birdcage, gathering on a middle-aged man within the cage. The man’s aura was still climbing madly! Waves of blood-red Qi emanated with a rumbling hum, and bloody lightning flashed from the clouds in the dim sky. Dense and numerous, it resembled the world-ending scene of a heavenly tribulation descending. These were the signs of an impending promotion to the Venerable realm.
