Yin Yang Heavenly Emperor Technique

The royal family's most prized possessions have all made their appearance at this moment!

Wherever the sword pointed, ripples spread through the space. Its invincible and sharp aura seemed to cleave the entire palace and the night sky in two!

"Haha, kid, accept your fate of death!"

Looking at the legendary divine sword, Cao Qiudao's facial muscles contorted with ecstasy. In his eyes, Qin Feng was already a cold corpse!

"cut!"

In the air, a murderous glint flashed in Huangfu Shenyi's empty eyes. He made a hand seal with one hand and gestured from afar.

The Tai'a Divine Sword hanging behind him let out a dragon's roar that shook the heavens and earth, transforming into a golden rainbow that stretched across the sky and slashed down at Qin Feng!

This sword strike seemed to drain all the light from the world!

Qin Feng's pupils shrank sharply. Without thinking, he frantically poured all the spiritual power in his body into the Yuanhong Spear and blocked with it!

clang--!!!

A deafening clang of metal clashing against metal!

The Yuanhong Spear, upon contact with the golden sword light, lasted less than half a breath before letting out a mournful cry and shattering into pieces!

The spirit spear "Yuanhong", which had accompanied Qin Feng for many days, could not withstand the sharpness of the Tai'a Divine Sword and was thus destroyed!

The golden sword light, after severing Yuan Hong, remained powerful and crashed down, completely enveloping Qin Feng's body!

Rumble!

A deafening roar, like the sky collapsing and the earth splitting apart!

The entire plaza in front of the Qian Yuan Hall was cleaved in two by this sword! A terrifying sword mark, hundreds of feet long and bottomless, stretched from the center of the plaza all the way down to the steps of the palace, with dust billowing into the sky and rubble flying everywhere!

This sword strike was incredibly powerful!

"Little Wind!"

Huangfu Yuxiang let out a mournful cry, her pretty face completely drained of color.

With Huangfu Shenyi's cultivation at the Purple Mansion Realm, coupled with the power of the Earth-Rank Spirit Sword Tai'a, if it were to fall on Qin Feng, whose spiritual weapon had already been broken, the latter would probably be doomed, with little chance of survival!

"The little beast is finally dead..."

Cao Qiudao let out a heavy sigh of relief. This major threat was finally gone!

Just when everyone thought Qin Feng was doomed, the sound of rustling footsteps came from the towering dust.

Step by step, steady and powerful, as if stepping on everyone's hearts.

A glimmer of light returned to Huangfu Yuxiang's despairing eyes as she stared intently at the source of the voice.

The smoke and dust slowly dissipated.

There, Qin Feng's figure slowly walked out, completely unharmed!

"What?!"

Cao Qiudao's expression of wild joy froze instantly, his eyes almost popping out of their sockets. He knew the power of that sword strike better than anyone else; let alone a Golden Core cultivator, even a genuine first-level Purple Mansion cultivator would be seriously injured if they took it head-on!

How could this kid be alright?

But the next second, his pupils suddenly contracted, and a look of utter disbelief appeared on his face.

Because Qin Feng was suddenly enveloped in a thick, almost tangible layer of blood mist!

Within that blood mist, it seemed as if ancient ferocious beasts were roaring, and a savage, violent, and all-destroying aura surged into the sky!

That's... the cultivation fluctuations of the Purple Mansion Realm!

"How is that possible?!"

Cao Qiudao screamed, his face filled with disbelief.

Is it possible to break through to the Purple Mansion Realm so easily?

"Xiao Feng, you..."

Huangfu Yuxiang also covered her cherry-like mouth, her beautiful eyes filled with shock and worry.

She could sense that Qin Feng's aura, though powerful, was extremely unstable, filled with a sense of rage and destruction, as if it could lose control at any moment.

Qin Feng ignored their shock, and slowly raised his head. His dark eyes had turned into a cold, blood-red color.

"I didn't want to use this secret technique that burns one's bloodline, but unexpectedly, I was forced to use it anyway..."

His voice was hoarse and cold, devoid of any emotion.

This secret technique is called God-Slaying!

To fight against the strong with the weak, to overthrow one's superiors and defeat one's superiors, is to kill a god!

A forbidden technique that unleashes power beyond one's own limits by burning the power of one's bloodline!

The price of burning one's bloodline power is too high. Once unleashed, at best, one's cultivation will regress; at worst, one's bloodline will wither away, rendering one a cripple. Qin Feng originally did not want to use it lightly, but now that he had reached a life-or-death moment, he had no choice but to!

"So his strength was forcibly increased through secret techniques!"

After a brief moment of shock, Cao Qiudao quickly recovered, a sinister smile spreading across his face. "Power gained through unorthodox methods is destined to be short-lived! Once the secret technique's time limit expires, its true nature will be revealed!"

He felt much more at ease.

The secret technique has a time limit. Once the time limit expires, not only will his strength decline, but he will also enter a period of weakness. At that time, Qin Feng will still be doomed!

However, Qin Feng's blood-red eyes merely swept over Cao Qiudao indifferently, "One strike is enough!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the vast spiritual power belonging to the Purple Mansion Realm within Qin Feng's body surged into his right palm without reservation. Four crimson fire dragon phantoms roared and took shape behind him.

"Nine Dragons Burning Heaven Palm..."

Qin Feng took a step forward, and the ground collapsed with a roar.

"Four palms suppress the netherworld!"

Four fire dragons intertwined and coiled, transforming into a gigantic fiery hand that blotted out the sky. Within the palm, a dark, netherworldly portal faintly emerged, emanating a terrifying aura capable of devouring all things.

This palm strike drained nearly 80% of Qin Feng's spiritual power!

Huangfu Shenyi seemed to sense a deadly threat as well. For the first time, a slight fluctuation appeared in his golden pupils. The Tai'a Divine Sword shone brightly and unleashed a golden sword beam tens of feet long!

Rumble!

In mid-air, two destructive forces, one gold and one red, collided with a deafening roar!

At that moment, heaven and earth seemed to lose their voice.

A blinding light illuminated the entire palace sky. Immediately afterwards, an indescribable energy storm swept outwards from the point of impact in all directions!

Cao Qiudao and Huangfu Yuxue were both forced back dozens of steps by the shock. Even after they raised their protective qi, their blood and qi were still churning.

They suddenly looked up at the sky, only to hear a "crack" sound. A crack suddenly appeared on the sword light, which then spread out like a spider web, covering the entire sword light, before it exploded into pieces!

The giant fiery palm, its power undiminished, slammed down on Huangfu Shenyi with the force of Mount Tai!

"Bang!"

The protective spiritual power of the Purple Mansion Realm instantly shattered, and Huangfu Shenyi was like a meteorite, smashed hard onto the ground, leaving a huge palm print crater several feet deep.

A towering cloud of dust billowed up, and the entire arena fell into a deathly silence!

Cao Qiudao's legs went weak, and he unconsciously stepped back, his face filled with an utterly absurd expression.

His years of planning were ruined in an instant!

Huangfu Shenyi, a dignified Grand Master of the Purple Mansion Realm, wielding the Azure Dragon Royal Family's national treasure sword Tai'a, actually lost? Lost to a mere Golden Core cultivator?!