Da Feng: From copying golden entries to becoming an immortal in the mortal world

"Prince Zhenbei, it seems that Chuzhou City, which you have ruled for decades, is not as impregnable as you thought."

"Even a well-planned scheme can be thwarted halfway through."

The sorcerer, hidden in a black robe and whose face was never seen, was actually the Spirit Master of the Sorcery Cult, who was specifically tasked with helping the Prince of Huai refine extraordinary blood pills.

As an extraordinary wizard, he subtly and implicitly mocked the Prince of Huai in his words.

At this moment, the Prince of Zhenbei and the Duke of Huguo exchanged a few words.

At the same time, they realized that their plan to massacre Chuzhou City had most likely been seen through by the person in front of them.

Fortunately, the Prince of Huai was, after all, a prince of the Great Feng Dynasty, and enjoyed extremely high prestige among the people.

Even if he wanted to massacre the entire city of Chu, he was stopped halfway through.

In other words, he was still the revered God of War of the Great Feng Dynasty.

"Prince Huai, since this person has ruined your plans, I happen to observe that his vital energy is particularly strong."

"If this person's essence and blood were refined, it would not only surpass that of hundreds of thousands of ordinary people, but would also save most of the purification time."

For some reason, the Spirit Master of the Witch God Cult has been experiencing a persistent twitching in his right eyelid for the past few days.

To put his mind at ease, he could only consult a fortune teller.

This is not bad. Upon calculation, I discovered that I had encountered a karmic calamity that could lead to my death. Temporarily retreating from this calamity could delay its occurrence.

But this calamity will not dissipate, and he will eventually perish one day in the future.

Although helping the Prince of Zhenbei refine the essence and blood of more than 300,000 mortals would bring mysterious and unpredictable consequences.

But he is a Spirit Master who has been in the extraordinary realm for a long time. As long as he doesn't want to die, who can kill him, and who dares to kill him!

The extraordinary wizard's dark gaze kept secretly observing Luo Chen.

He was certain that the young man in the cloud-patterned robe before him was one of his destined nemesis.

"Prince Zhenbei, what are you still hesitating for?"

"Esteeming talent depends on the situation. If the two of us join forces, how can we not retain a half-step extraordinary individual?"

With the persuasion of Master Linghui, the Prince of Zhenbei abandoned his intention to cherish talent.

Unless he gives up refining the extraordinary blood pill, he and the genius in front of him will inevitably be enemies.

He is not a soft-hearted person; he cultivates martial arts through killing and has comprehended an extremely domineering martial will.

And the enemy, naturally, will become the dead souls under his domineering mindset!

"Why would I need to join forces with you to deal with a half-step transcendent being?"

The Prince of Huai stood forward, clad in heavy armor made of refined steel and a scarlet cloak.

An extremely terrifying and domineering aura, like a suddenly appearing Mount Tai, pressed down on everyone's heads.

Instantly, everyone was filled with terror. Powerful energy erupted from beneath their feet, causing the ground to crack and even cave in.

They tried to brace themselves against the top of their heads with their hands, suppressing the imposing Mount Tai, hoping for a glimmer of hope.

Fortunately, the Prince of Huai quickly abandoned his expansionist ambitions and focused solely on Luo Chen.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

In the blink of an eye, a breath had passed.

Luo Chen remained standing in the same spot, and the ground did not crack in the slightest.

He was just like an ordinary person, without the slightest fluctuation of his aura.

He simply closed his eyes, his chest rising and falling slightly, proving that he was still alive.

Everyone was stunned by what they saw, as if they were witnessing something impossible.

"Am I seeing things?"

"How is this possible!"

"He just stood there, effortlessly defusing the prince's domineering intent?!"

Seeing the crowd discussing amongst themselves, Que Yongxiu quickly recovered from his shock and reprimanded them:

"Absurd! This person's primordial spirit must have been destroyed by the martial will of the Prince of Huai."

"This man probably didn't even have time to react before he died at the hands of the Prince of Huai."

"Moreover, a warrior's body..."

Far surpassing other systems, isn't it normal for the primordial spirit to breathe independently without a physical body?

"What's the big deal!"

Que Yongxiu was very confident and testified for the Prince of Huai.

Despite his hereditary title of Duke Protector of the Nation, he was quite accomplished in martial arts and was considered a minor figure among fourth-rank martial artists.

If it were him, facing the domineering intentions of the Prince of Huai directly, then there would only be one outcome awaiting him.

His primordial spirit was annihilated by the domineering intent, leaving only an empty shell standing in the wind.

This is the power of an extraordinary martial artist; if he wants to target a cultivator below the extraordinary level, he can kill them with a single blow.

It really is like killing a chicken.

Fortunately, the martial arts system has limited offensive methods and is not very effective against group attacks.

Otherwise, even a superhuman warrior wouldn't have been worn down by sheer numbers.

At this moment, Luo Chen had already activated his golden comprehension and golden talent divine abilities.

His golden enlightenment ability allowed him to distinguish between inner and outer.

No external emotions, not even martial arts intent, could shake him in the slightest.

When the golden innate divine power is not activated, it will only allow Luo Chen to passively approach the Great Dao, making a day's cultivation equivalent to a hundred times the effort.

Once Luo Chen activates his golden talent ability, he can use it in battle.

A vortex of spiritual energy will involuntarily form around him within three inches of his body, and this spiritual energy will frantically nourish his physical body.

"Your artistic conception is domineering, possessing the domineering power of mountains of corpses and seas of blood, the domineering power of self-importance, and the domineering power of suppressing all living beings..."

"Your domineering aura, if broken down into any one aspect, would be enough to make many martial artists at the peak of the fifth rank step into the fourth rank."

Luo Chen slowly opened his golden eyes, carefully savoring the martial arts conception of the Prince of Zhenbei, feeling that he had benefited greatly.

He had grasped the essence of many fourth-rank martial artists, including the essence of the Twelve Golden Gongs of the capital, but ultimately it was all too ordinary.

These golden gongs were all among the top fourth-rank martial artists, but the hope that any of them could break through to the third-rank martial artist was extremely slim.

The reason why they cannot break through to the third rank of martial artist is not due to their talent, but rather to a principle that all martial artists understand the moment they embark on their cultivation journey.

That is, a martial artist must have an unruly and arrogant mentality, looking down on all living beings, even being arrogant, fond of killing, and so on!

Having this mindset will become an aid to a martial artist's growth in the future!

The best way to test this mindset is not by talking about it, but by observing its expression.

Without exception, these fourth-rank martial artists all boasted about their countless killings or harbored a disdain for the world...

However, the martial arts principles they comprehended were utterly ordinary.

Only Chu Yuanzhen's pure sword intent earned his some appreciation.

Let go of the grievances in my heart and eradicate all injustices in the world!

Chu Yuanzhen's sword intent is his martial will; from now on, his sword will no longer be for himself, but for all living beings.

As long as there is one injustice in the world, his sword will never be sheathed.

His sword intent can be considered as overcoming his inner demons, all for the sake of the common people's tyranny.

Both have their own unique strengths compared to the domineering spirit of the Prince of Zhenbei.

"This isn't the full power of your intent. Throw your punch."

"Let me feel the essence of your punches."

Having finished tasting his drink, Luo Chen, ignoring the shock of the crowd, glanced indifferently at the Prince of Zhenbei. His tone suggested he didn't consider it anything special.

"Between you and me, let's use the simplest fist... to determine who is superior and who is inferior, and to determine life and death."

When the Prince of Huai saw that Luo Chen was unharmed and even asked him for a punch, he was surprised.

His handsome face revealed a hint of seriousness and earnestness as he said indifferently:

"It distinguishes between superior and inferior, and even between life and death... It's truly fascinating."

"Since you want me to punch you, you should be prepared to do so, but you also need to see if you can take my punch."