The black-robed youth stood over the pool, his presence as still and profound as a silent abyss.
A trace of astonishment flickered in the majestic gaze of the purple-robed, middle-aged man.
“A Martial Dao Great Power?”
he asked. “Who is this?”
“That must be the new Master of Fubo Cave, Qin Feng,” Lin Guangdong said, his gaze cold.
He did not particularly care for Qin Feng.
In his eyes, Qin Feng was nothing but trouble. He had a grudge with the Eastern Changle Wujie Fumo Heavenly King Palace, which would inevitably lead to disaster.
“So this is Niu Jinfeng’s only disciple?” The special envoy’s expression was rather nuanced.
The special envoy was naturally aware of the grudge between Niu Jinfeng and the Heavenly King Palace. In fact, this knowledge added another layer of complexity to his thoughts.
Lin Guangdong seemed to sense this and said no more.
The special envoy held a unique position. He belonged to the Supervision Hall, another particularly special department within the Star Monarch Holy Hall.
BOOM!
Accompanied by an earth-shattering dragon’s roar, a slender True Dragon, hundreds of feet long, flew out from the pool.
It was a Black Dragon with a slender body, scales as dark as ink, and savage Dragon Horns. Its blood-red eyes were filled with a crazed hatred, a desire to destroy the very Firmament.
“A Quasi-Saint?”
Qin Feng was somewhat surprised by the aura emanating from this Innate True Dragon.
After several thousand years of Cultivation, this True Dragon wasn’t as formidable as he had imagined.
But Qin Feng quickly understood why.
Although this True Dragon had been sealed away and forced to cultivate bitterly, how strong could it possibly get by training in isolation?
It had likely only reached the Quasi-Saint Realm by coasting on its Innate advantages.
“It’s actually a True Dragon, an Innate True Dragon at that! I doubt this Cave Master can handle it.” Lin Guangdong’s expression was shaken. ℯ𝕝.
His gaze fell upon the middle-aged man in purple. “Mr. Lan, I’m afraid you’ll have to personally intervene this time!”
Lin Guangdong silently thought that Qin Feng was lucky. Mr. Lan just happened to be passing through Peach Blossom Stronghold; otherwise, his position as Cave Master would be forfeit!
BOOM!
The tyrannical Yin Dragon fixed its gaze on Qin Feng the moment it broke free. It had just escaped and needed to vent the thousands of years of hatred from its imprisonment.
The living being before it was the perfect target!
With a low roar, its massive tail whipped toward Qin Feng. Space-Time itself seemed to freeze for an instant before the tail arrived in front of him, carrying an unstoppable force.
This force was enough to instantly kill a Martial Dao Great Power!
Fast!
Too fast!
Mr. Lan’s expression shifted, and he was about to make a move, but in the next moment, he froze in place!
The massive tail lashed out, and the Void groaned and creaked as if it couldn’t withstand the immense force!
‘So fast!’
A cold smirk appeared on Qin Feng’s face. He didn’t dodge or evade. Boundless Cave Heaven True Power surged forth, and in the next instant, the entire dragon tail froze solid before him, unable to move an inch!
“This…”
Lin Guangdong’s expression changed instantly. “Is that the Void Law?”
“But how could his Void Law possibly block a strike from a Quasi-Saint Level Yin Dragon!”
As far as Lin Guangdong could tell, that tail strike should have shattered not only a True Soul Level Law, but even Yin God Level and Yang God Level Laws.
A curious light gleamed in Mr. Lan’s eyes as he watched Qin Feng.
ROAR!
Its tail frozen, the Yin Dragon became utterly enraged. It opened its great maw and lunged, attempting to bite Qin Feng. The Void shattered. Under the force of its jaws, the incredibly sturdy Void was devoured as the bite continued relentlessly toward Qin Feng’s head.
“Evil Dragon!”
A cold sneer flashed across Qin Feng’s lips. His hands seemed to rip through the Void itself as he clamped down on the dragon’s jaws. Then, like a ferocious tiger, he grabbed its tail, spun a full one hundred and eighty degrees, and slammed it into the ground.
BANG! BANG! BANG!
The earth split apart!
The immense force of the impact left the Yin Dragon dazed and dizzy.
ROAR!
The Yin Dragon was furious. It had just escaped, only to be thrashed by a puny human. The suppressed violence in its heart swelled to its absolute peak.
It opened its great maw, and a surging, world-destroying power began to fluctuate within its cavernous, bloody mouth.
This was the Dragon Race’s strongest technique: Dragon Breath!
This Yin Dragon was an Innate True Dragon formed from the convergence of a Highly Poisonous Earth Vein and a Supreme Yin Earth Vein. Its Dragon Breath naturally contained a trace of Innate Poisonous Essence Qi.
If struck by its Dragon Breath, even the body of a Saint would likely be poisoned to death!
Qin Feng’s expression remained unchanged. A vast beam of Cave Heaven True Power, like a world-shaking rainbow, shot out and instantly pierced through the Yin Dragon’s giant mouth.
ROAR!
With a final, wretched roar, the Yin Dragon’s entire head was pierced through by the Cave Heaven True Power.
The Innate Yin Dragon’s Dragon Soul was completely obliterated by this single strike!
“He was actually able to kill a Quasi-Saint Level Innate Yin Dragon?” Watching this scene unfold, Lin Guangdong’s expression darkened.
A Quasi-Saint Level Innate True Dragon had been killed, just like that!
Although this Innate True Dragon was running on instinct, its Spiritual Wisdom eroded by rage, even someone like him, Lin Guangdong, would have to be exceedingly cautious if it went berserk.
‘How is he so strong? Weren’t most of this generation’s True Inheritance disciples supposed to be Martial Arts Giants? And half of them just little brats at the Sea of Reincarnation Realm? How could one of them be this powerful?’
Lin Guangdong’s expression was a little unnatural.
Qin Feng’s strength made him feel deeply threatened.
Qin Feng looked at the massive, hundred-zhang-long Yin Dragon lying lifeless on the ground, its Qi and Blood already beginning to congeal. His expression shifted slightly. This Innate True Dragon Body was valuable stuff.
There was a reason for the saying about “Dragon Liver and Phoenix Gall.”
Not only was its flesh incredibly nourishing, but it could also advance a typical Martial Artist’s Cultivation.
Its Dragon Sinew and Dragon Bone could be used in medicine or refined into Spiritual Soldiers. If a master craftsman were to handle it, the Dragon Tendon might even be forged into a Pseudo-True Artifact. ⅇℓ.
Of course, the most precious part was the Dragon Pill. This Yin Dragon was an Innate True Dragon, and its pill contained a trace of the exceedingly rare Innate Poisonous Essence Qi.
This Yin Dragon’s Spiritual Wisdom had been muddled by Chaos, so it had never realized its full potential as an Innate True Dragon. If he could complete the Refinement of the Innate Poisonous Essence Qi, Qin Feng might be able to cultivate a Forbidden Divine Ability.
“Young brother, what impressive skill!” Just then, a rather magnetic voice sounded by his ear.
Qin Feng looked up to see two figures appearing silently from within the Sea of Clouds.
Qin Feng had sensed them observing from the shadows long ago.
With a casual wave of his hand, he sent out a silent stream of Cave Heaven True Power, storing the Yin Dragon’s body in his Grotto Heaven. Seeing this, Lin Guangdong’s expression flickered slightly.
He had been very interested in the Yin Dragon’s corpse, especially its Inner Core, which contained a trace of innate poisonous power.
That was a Supreme Treasure so rare it was virtually priceless!
He felt a flicker of instinctive displeasure, but he was a master of concealing his thoughts, and his expression remained unchanged.
As his gaze swept over the two newcomers, Qin Feng’s brow furrowed slightly.
One was a Quasi-Saint, and the other was a Saint.
Not knowing their identities, Qin Feng was instinctively on guard.
“And who might you two be?”
“I am Lin Guangdong, the Peach Blossom Village Chief,” Lin Guangdong said coolly, then pointed to the majestic, purple-robed middle-aged man beside him.
“This is Inspector Fang Zhongyuan, Lord Fang. You could also consider him your martial uncle.”
‘An Inspector?’
‘Aren’t they from the Supervision Hall?’
‘No one from the Supervision Hall is ever easy to deal with!’
The Supervision Hall was essentially the equivalent of the Jinyi Guard or imperial censors found in many dynasties and kingdoms.
To put it more simply, they were secret agents, responsible for investigating and supervising the sect’s disciples.
The Supervision Hall held a very special status within the sect. Everyone from the True Inheritance disciples down to the Servant Disciples turned pale at the mere mention of them. These people were everywhere, and if you made one careless mistake and they found something to hold over you, it would be incredibly difficult to deal with.
‘Why would someone from the Supervision Hall show up near Fubo Cave for no reason? Could it be that my killing of Long Jun Nian has been exposed?’