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 .
That was only one single shockwave .
The other concubines saw this and became pale; they quickly backed off . Only several stronger ones continued watching . They were from powerful sects and have cultivated great scriptures before .
One of them with pear-like colored skin said: “One of them is the Divine King, the other is using heretical arts, a half-step Giant . ”
“Sister Xue, shouldn’t we assist the Divine King?” A different concubine wearing a pink dress asked . She was relatively powerful and seductive .
Consort Xue shook her head: “I heard Consort Beiming has sent out a message about the emperor entering the royal sacred ground to train . When the new emperor is appointed, we’ll also go there forever, so we shouldn’t get involved in this competition . If we help the wrong side, not only will we die without a grave, our clans will be implicated too . ”
These consorts were strong but they didn’t dare to offend anyone . They have lost their authority now that the current emperor was gone . Not knowing their place would lead to death, and death was inevitable during a conflict for the throne .
The upper echelon of the royal clan always turned a blind eye towards the competition . In their minds, only the winners were the strongest and deserving of the dynasty .
They wanted a decisive conqueror, not an incompetent loser .
Feiyun was not even twenty of age yet he could already fight against a half-step . The weapon essence was unpredictable and sharp . It crossed through the air and left behind nine wounds on the gray-robed combatant .
Feiyun continued infiltrating the harem - one slash after every step . This supreme elder of the heretical sect had no chance to retaliate . More and more wounds added up . Bloody footprints were left behind after he staggered backward .
“This is all you got after living for 640 years? I haven’t trained for six years and could still kill you a thousand times over . ” Feiyun put away the weapon essence and raised his hands .
9,998 beast souls appeared on his arms before he pushed two paces forward .
“Boom!” The man tried to block this mountain-moving strike and nearly got down on his knees .
He couldn’t believe that he had lost so utterly against this youth . He tried to resist again but Feiyun unleashed another palm strike, forcing him down on all fours . The ground cracked like a spiderweb .
“Whoosh!” A blade flashed and a bloody head hit a red wall nearby before rolling down on the ground .
A half-step had turned into a specter, slain by Feiyun’s blade .
The consorts glanced at each other before staring at this stalwart youth . He was even stronger than the Jin Emperor at this age . Nevertheless, his bloodthirst forced them to step back .
He straightened his back and gave them a quick glance before running deeper inside .
“Looks like something is happening over there, let’s take a look . ” The stronger consorts followed behind Feiyun .
They didn’t dare to go in front since who knows what danger awaits ahead?
A group of black clouds rushed out of a palace with five old men inside . They were powerful eunuchs wearing a turtle-dove robe; white face and no beard with a strong yin affinity .
All attacked Feiyun at the same time with more than twenty different wind-breaking techniques .
They have been bought by the Beiming Clan . Some were actually spies arranged beforehand .
“Die!” His weapon essence turned into a rain of white swords . All the techniques were penetrated and some palaces crumbled . The five eunuchs fell to the ground; their corpses looked like beehives .
Feiyun’s expression grew colder as he walked among the ruins . He was very close to the five main palaces in the center, each had a white pearl placed on top and resembled five mountains .
Feiyun has been in one of these palaces before to meet Ji Lingxuan . The one belonging to Consort Luo should be close .
Alas, it was under the control of the Beiming with no less than one hundred cultivators present . Twenty qi images were in the sky with strong battle intents . The stench of blood permeated the air and prickled the nose .
Feiyun wasn’t afraid of entering the tiger’s lair . He saw corpses of eunuchs and palace maids everywhere by the gate; blood condensed into small streams .
Five black-robed cultivators were going through these corpses in order to kill any survivor .
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