The Prodigies War

During the moment when the silvery-robed teenager was frozen in thought, Lin Xun and his five clones arrived quickly.

Rumble!

They started off thunderously. The various powers released from their Emperor-grade weapons shook this piece of land and lit up the whole sky.

Lin Xun himself was running his own dao law to the fullest. Whether it was his fist, palm, or finger force as well as various other secret skills, they had the characteristics of an abyss, a furnace, and primal chaos at the same time, generating immeasurable power.

For a good moment, the teenager was flustered by the barrage of attacks and dealt with them in a flurry.

However, he was ultimately a third realm Emperor fiend spirit. In order to enhance his strength over the years, he had devoured and refined all the other fiend spirits on the seventh floor. Even if he was currently heavily wounded, his strength was still beyond ordinary.

Soon, he was able to steadily handle his situation and even launch a counterattack.

Boom!

Silver-colored flames and intertwined dao law power streamed along his figure. The sonic whistles he emitted were even more soul-shattering, piercing straight through one’s mind. His offensive momentum was feral, swift, and overbearing.

Even the Emperor-grade weapons of Kunlun were unable to suppress him any longer!

“You can kill first realm Emperors with what you possess, little scum, and even I have to admit that you are a one-in-a-million, heaven-defying genius. Too bad for you, I am no first realm Emperor!” The teenager let out a spiteful hiss, his scarlet pupils filled with savagery.

He struck like a madman, lashing out unparalleled Emperor might with every move of his arms and legs, thwarting Lin Xun's attacks one after another. When the force was transported back to Lin Xun and his five dao bodies, their blood churned and their faces turned white.

If it weren’t for the Kunlun’s Emperor weapons holding the other party back, Lin Xun would have collapsed long ago.

Kaboom!

The teenager swung his fist, and it sent out a scarlet beam that easily sent Lin Xun flying. The teenager strode forth as his aura derailed and shattered the attacks of the five dao bodies.

At this moment, he was as fierce as a god. In a theatrical manner, he laughed up at the sky, “If I'm not mistaken, then these are all Kunlun’s Emperor weapons. You have great luck, don’t you, brat? It really makes me green with envy, but…

“Today, everything you have will be mine!”

With a roar, the teenager extended his hand and grabbed. With a rip, the Green Wood Dao Body’s right arm was torn off, splashing blood.

Lin Xun grunted in pain. It was extremely uncomfortable for him too when his dao bodies suffered a bad injury.

However, his expression remained the same while his fighting spirit surged up.

How could there be no wounds during a good training session?

Tests of blood and fire, and dangerous trials and tribulations were the only way through which one could temper themselves until they attained a complete transformation!

“Die!” Lin Xun exhausted every drop of strength as he fought with unprecedented focus and calm. All his dao powers and skills poured out like tidal waves.

During this, both him and his five clones were constantly injured and suppressed to the point they couldn’t lift their heads.

Even so, he was standing firm, giving no compromises.

Time passed as he fought like crazy. Gradually, he fell into a state where nothing but combat existed for him. He forgot about where he was, forgot about himself, and forgot all about his dao and techniques.

There was only one thought in his mind: Fight!

Looking from afar, both him and his clones seemed to be ablaze. Despite suffering wound upon wound and being stained red in his own blood, he remained unyielding and kept fighting in a way that astonished the heavens.

Fight!

Lin Xun's qi and energy completely boiled as they were released in a way never before seen. He streaked across the sky with a momentum that could smash everything to smithereens.

It seemed surreal, almost as if Combat Emperor had once again made an entrance and cleaved apart sky and earth!

The reason lay in the fact that Lin Xun's current battle spirit had been triggered by the Sacred Combat Art. It completely ignited his dao and heritage, allowing him to erupt with fighting power far above anything in the past!

Of note, the Sacred Combat Art was the embodiment of Combat Emperor’s entire cultivation. It was a supreme scripture dedicated for the dao of combat.

In his long cultivation life, Combat Emperor had been all-conquering and unbeatable. Even the previous Nameless Esteemed Emperor had been defeated at his hands, so one could imagine how supreme his might was.

His legacy, naturally, was nothing to scoff at.

In the past, Lin Xun's understanding and control of the Sacred Combat Art had been limited to battle, and only in extreme fights had he been able to gain new enlightenments regarding it.

Now that he had reached the peak of the Quasi-Emperor Stage’s third realm where his knowledge of the Sacred Combat Art had become much more profound, he was awed every time he utilized it.

The core of this art was in the word ‘combat.’

Fighting the sky, fighting the earth, fighting the gods and buddhas, fighting all enemies from the past to the present, constantly fighting and being undefeated in combat!

This was a kind of art that integrated the entirety of one’s own power and interpreted it in full. One’s will, state of mind, and courage could all be transformed into their momentum in battle.

When the only thing that existed in one’s heart was combat, who else dared to call themselves invincible when faced with such a person?

Even if one died, it would be during combat!

BOOM!

The whole world shook in the rumbles of dao sounds.

The silvery-clad teenager’s expression finally took on gravity as he was astonished and even apprehensive.

The opponent had clearly been heavily wounded, blood staining his body, and couldn't even raise his head under the suppression. Yet, every single time, the boy had miraculously pulled through and foiled his onslaught as well as his wish to take him down.

The most frightening thing was that in stark contrast to his tattered condition, his blazing aura was like a fire receiving more oil, growing stronger and more flamboyant with every second. That pure and unbridled will to fight made it hard for the teenager to even imagine that it could come from a supreme quasi-Emperor!

“DIEEE!” shouted the silvery-robed teenager, his killing intent also getting even more fervent. If he allowed a supreme quasi-Emperor to escape alive this time, then it would definitely become a shame he could never erase in his life.

A moment later.

RUMBLE!

Lin Xun was hit once again. It wrecked him utterly. Blood poured out like a waterfall, and his face paled to the point it was transparent. Only the fire of combat in his eyes boiled with higher intensity.

His fearless and wanton gaze sent a burst of discomfort through the teenager’s heart. It has already come to this point, yet the brat still doesn’t feel any fear?

Is there really such a person in this world who isn’t scared of death?

“Brat, in the face of absolute power, all struggles are nothing more than a mantis trying to hit a stone with an egg, not worth a single glance.” The teenager’s expression was hideous and ruthless as he attacked with increased ferocity.

Right at this moment, a low voice came out from Lin Xun's lips, “Time to end this with you, sinful beast…”

Boom!

In his chest, the Origin Aeth Artery emanated a strange luster and released the power of Time Stopping.

Instantly, the world became still. Everything was framed in place.

The teenager in mid-charge was like a bug in a canvas, while Lin Xun, on the other hand, had already struck out in this split second.

The gleaming Dao Immeasurable Bottle appeared on his palm and spewed out a resplendent sword qi.

This was a sword strike that embodied the lifelong dao of Battle Emperor Mo Yang – No Escape!

Poof!

The silver-haired teenager's head was chopped off, while the peerless sword qi raged on and crushed his body to pieces. He was reduced to a splattering rain of blood and gore, staining the blue sky red.

A single sword strike, supplemented by Time Stopping and the power of the Dao Immeasurable Bottle, had slain third realm Silver Bat Ghost Emperor!

If this scene had been witnessed by other cultivators in the nebula, it would certainly raise a huge uproar and send shivers through many Emperor experts.

After all, it was scary enough if a supreme quasi-Emperor could kill a first realm Emperor, not to mention when it was a third realm Emperor in this case. It was nothing short of a nebula-breaking shock.

The area was filled with dust and the stench of blood.

Lin Xun drifted to the ground, gasping. His face was almost translucent, and he looked like he was on the verge of death.

This time, his injuries were indeed very serious, but his eyes carried nothing but relief and exhilaration.

This battle was the most dangerous and grueling one he had encountered after entering the Dark Hidden Purgatory.

Without borrowing the power of Yezi, Wuque, or the spirit of the Broken Blade, he had executed a third realm Emperor with his own dao and treasures!

It had likewise given him an unexpected refinement and understanding.

After stabilizing his state of mind, Lin Xun began to sort out the loot.

He was then caught off guard by the incredible wealth of Silver Bat Ghost Emperor. The amount of primeval relics alone was thirteen.

Each piece was in almost perfect condition, including a dao sword, flying dagger, bronze bell, jade pagoda, alms bowl, horsetail whisk, and so on.

In addition to this, there was also a fist-sized Dao Essence Crystal that was steaming with chaos qi. What was sealed within it was not a fragment of, but clearly a complete Emperor dao law!

This was simply impressive!

During his climb from the first to the seventh floor, he had also acquired a good number of Dao Essence Crystals, but one of this caliber was definitely his first so far.

After storing all the trophies, Lin Xun looked at the vast, quiet world and mumbled to himself, “Earlier, you asked me if I’m curious why you were the only fiend spirit on this floor. Now, I can tell you that it’s too easy to guess the answer: the other fiend spirits were simply slaughtered by you long ago…

“And you said I’m the second one so far who isn’t afraid of your sonic power. The first one…is naturally my second senior brother…”

Taking a deep breath, Lin Xun then turned to leave.

He needed to recuperate for a while and also to thoroughly process and comb through the epiphanies he had gained during the battle.

……

Five days had passed since Lin Xun had set foot into the Dark Hidden Purgatory.

“What? It's only been five days and that kid has already got to the seventh floor?” Big Yellow, who was drinking wine, was so shocked that its ears stood up.

It originally had been very arrogant, drinking a pot of wine alone at the table like an invincible expert who stood alone at the top of the world, but at the moment, it looked like a dumbfounded dog.

It’s only been five days! And he’s already killed his way to the seventh floor!

Back then, its master, the leader of Copper Sparrow House, hadn’t even been as fierce as this!

“Seriously, really?” After a long time, Big Yellow finally turned toward the drunkard who had just brought back this news, its face filled with suspicion.

The man's expression was tinged with a complex emotion as he replied, “The news that came from Qing Ying, so it’s definitely real…”

In fact, he was also unable to calm down as well. He clearly remembered that his lord had only taken ten days to go from the first to the seventh floor.

This ‘junior brother’ of his lord…was apparently even more menacing!

In a sense, he had directly broken one of his lord’s records!

“Let’s go together and see for ourselves. I refuse to believe that there is a man in this world who is more arrogant…no, more valiant than our master!” Big Yellow jumped to its feet, wagged its tail, and trotted out of the grand hall.

The drunkard pondered for a moment, then took out a messaging jade slip and recorded the news he had just gotten into it, before casually tossing it to an attendant stationed outside the hall.

“Deliver this slip to the Lord.”