Chapter 59: The Battle Between Feng Family and the Four Symbols Sect

The middle-aged man who had arrived with Zhang Bu had only one thought in his mind: escape! Feng Qingtian's overwhelming display of power filled him with dread, and he knew he was no match for someone of such strength. Especially since the one who had traveled with Feng Qingtian exuded an even more terrifying aura. Even as a Half-layer level 7 cultivator, the middle-aged man felt an immense pressure.

In the next moment, the man transformed into a streak of light, disappearing into the sky.

Feng Hongyuan narrowed his eyes and coldly said, "Trying to escape?"

He raised his hand, causing the void to shatter as a torrent of raw physical power burst forth. In an instant, Feng Hongyuan appeared next to the middle-aged man and slammed his fist down on his head.

The force of the punch was apocalyptic.

The middle-aged man, seeing Feng Hongyuan appear out of nowhere, couldn't suppress the terror in his eyes. The immense, world-shattering power contained in Feng Hongyuan's fist made the man's face turn pale with fear. He instinctively knew that if he couldn't dodge, he would at least suffer grievous injuries.

Damn it!

What kind of family is this Feng clan, where a Level 6 cultivator easily defeats a Level 6 late Level expert, and now a Level 6 Peak cultivator is playing with me, a Half-layer Level 7 expert, like it's nothing?

They hadn't even exchanged blows yet, and he already knew he wasn't Feng Hongyuan's match.

"Boom!"

In the end, the man couldn't dodge Feng Hongyuan's fist. Like a kite with a broken string, he was sent flying and slammed into the ground, causing the entire Myriad demons city to shake. Many weaker cultivators were filled with terror.

What's going on?

The man didn't just sink into the ground; Feng Hongyuan's overwhelming force created a crater tens of meters wide and nearly ten meters deep. Cracks spread from the crater's center like spiderwebs.

This scene alone was enough to show how terrifying the power behind Feng Hongyuan's punch was.

Feng Hongyuan's expression was cold as golden patterns emerged on his skin, making him look like a Ruler of war. He charged at the middle-aged man, filled with fury. Feng Yuanba had almost been killed—Feng Hongyuan wasn't going to let this go unpunished.

The middle-aged man could only watch in terror as Feng Hongyuan closed in on him. He was moving too fast for him to react.

"Stop!" A loud shout suddenly echoed from the distance, followed by an explosion in the sky. A shadowy figure collided with Feng Hongyuan, sending him flying into a cluster of houses, which collapsed upon impact. Feng Hongyuan was hurled all the way to Myriad Demons city outer walls.

The newcomer was tall, dressed in a black robe, and wore a dark, menacing expression. His aura was overwhelming, far surpassing that of a Level 6 cultivator.

Level 7!

Meanwhile, Feng Lin, a member of the Feng family's branch, helped Feng Yuanba up. He looked towards the distance, fear etched on his face.

"What a terrifying aura. What kind of powerhouse is this?"

Feng Yuanba's face was also grim. "Level 7!"

"What!?" Feng Lin's expression darkened. He hadn't realized that the Feng family's Level 3 members had Saint constitutions. Faced with such an opponent, could the family head and the old family head win?

"Should we send a message to the young patriarch?"

Feng Lin was worried. To him, only Feng Yuan could handle such a powerful foe.

Feng Yuanba shook his head. "Don't worry, the old man can handle it."

Though he was a bit anxious, Feng Qingtian chose to trust Feng Hongyuan. An early-Layer level 7 enemy could surely be defeated, right?

Just to be safe, Feng Qingtian added, "Send a message to the Feng family anyway, let them know what's happening. If necessary, have Yuan come over."

Though confident in the old man, he feared unforeseen complications.

Meanwhile, the Four Symbols Master, Zhao Jian, glared coldly. "You injured my sect's Great Elder and killed our Fifth Elder, Zhang Bu. If you don't give an explanation, you're not leaving here alive."

He had rushed to Myriad Demons city as soon as Zhang Bu was in trouble. If he had been even a little later, he might not have been able to save the Great Elder.

Sensing Feng Hongyuan's formidable aura, Zhao Jian recognized that he was only at the Level 7. The gap between Level 6 and level 7 was like the heavens and the earth no matter how powerful a Level 6 cultivator was, they were nothing compared to a level 7 expert.

Before Zhao Jian's arrival, many spectators in the Myriad Demons city were casually watching. But as soon as they sensed Zhao Jian's terrifying aura, they began fleeing as fast as they could. The shockwaves from a battle between such powerhouses could easily kill them a thousand times over.

"How did the Feng family provoke such a powerful enemy? This aura is definitely beyond level 6 ."

"The Feng family is doomed! How did they manage to anger a level 7 expert?"

"A kingdom-level expert against the Feng family? Feng Hongyuan is just a Level 6 cultivator. There's no way he can hold out!"

The crowd was sure that the Feng family stood no chance against the Four Symbols sect 

The sect was too powerful it was, after all, a kingdom-level force. And the Feng family?

Though Feng Qingtian and Feng Hongyuan had shown incredible power, they were still only at Level 6. The gap between Level 6 and Level 7 was vast.

Feng Hongyuan stood up, shaking off the impact and calming the turbulent energy inside him. He sneered. "I was planning to visit the Four Symbols sect 

 myself. Since you've come to me, you've saved me the trouble."

With that, his figure vanished, shooting towards Zhao Jian like an arrow.

Zhao Jian's heart trembled. As a Level 7 expert, his senses were keen, and he could feel the terrifying power inside Feng Hongyuan.

"A mere Level 6 cultivator dares to act so arrogantly!"

Though cautious, Zhao Jian wasn't afraid. As a level 7 cultivator, how could he fear someone at the level 6 ?

Zhao Jian unleashed his power, sending his aura crashing down over the entire city. A moment later, he too charged at Feng Hongyuan.

The two clashed instantly, their explosive power radiating in all directions, destroying buildings and roads within a one-mile radius.

Zhao Jian was sent flying back a hundred meters before he could stabilize himself. His arm throbbed with pain, and he couldn't believe what had just happened.

How could this be!?

A Level 6 cultivator had injured him!?

Zhao Jian looked at Feng Hongyuan, his pupils contracting in shock. Feng Hongyuan had only taken a few steps back.

His body was far stronger than mine!?

The gap between level 6 and level 7 was supposed to be as wide as that between a child and an adult. An adult could easily defeat a child with one punch. But now, Feng Hongyuan had turned the tables.

Zhao Jian's anger slowly faded, replaced by a cold, calculating gaze. He stared intently at Feng Hongyuan.

"A saint constitutions!"

Zhao Jian finally understood why Feng Hongyuan was so strong he possessed a Saint constitution.

The realization sparked greed in Zhao Jian's heart. Saint constitution was rare and powerful, often protected by mighty forces. But it seemed that Feng Hongyuan wasn't from one of the sacred sects.

Zhao Jian's lips curled into a wicked smile. His eyes darkened, and an oppressive, sinister aura began to rise from within him.

"So what if your combat strength is impressive? In the end, you're still just a Level 6 cultivator. Today, no one can save you."

As Zhao Jian's voice echoed out, his aura grew stronger. Within just a few breaths, he had reached Level 8. Strange black markings appeared on his face as an evil aura enveloped him, filling the air with discomfort.

"A Saint constitutions is worth exposing myself for," Zhao Jian sneered.

"Normally, I wouldn't dare reveal my true nature, but here in the Five Great Cities, there are no powerful enemies. It's unfortunate that everyone will have to die with you."