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Peerless Immortal God

"You are destined to die if you continue on this path. You cannot change your fate!" He looked into the sky and grasped his sword hilt, a serene expression on his face. "What if I can? I want to defy the heavens, I want to become an Immortal, I want to become an Asura, I want to step onto the peak of the martial path and attain the realm above god Kings!. If gods and demons stand in my way, I will kill the gods an slaughter the demons. If the heavens block my path... I will carve out a path of blood with my sword. If a little tribulation like this can stop me, then who am I to wish for all that? Nothing will hold me down, this is my will and determination, this is my heart!" He grew up in a tiny unremarkable lower realm and he rises step by step into the grand stage of peerless geniuses. He defeated innumerable proud geniuses, survived countless adversities with an unyielding will, seeking opportunities and going against the heavens. He faced the ire of the entire universe, changed his destiny and survived the greatest calamity in history, embarking on a unique path to the peak. with the chaos spirit. The rules of the world could not hold him down. Who is he? He is the legendary Paragon Sword god, and the world knew him as the Primal Chaos god...

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Chapter 156- Fallen Combat Prowess

Chapter 156

"They are also planning on forcing their way out. They should have discussed everything through already" Long Feng didn't know the specifics of what they discussed and he honestly didn't care because all of them here, even those three at the spirit level were all nothing but fishes on the chopping board once the low rank yin soldier returned.

Everyone in the building were startled by the sudden voice in their minds but calmed down after hearing the details. They all glanced at each other before looking at the three spirit level cultivators and began to nodded imperceptibly.

Luckily for everyone, the yin soldier hadn't bothered to seal anyone's cultivation. In fact, he didn't pay even the slightest attention to anyone other than Long Feng, that is. He felt that they posed no threats to him whatsoever which was undoubtedly true and therefore hadn't sealed anyone's cultivation, not even the three spirit level masters. If he had done so, then all of them here could only sit still and wait for their deaths.

At the corner where the three spirit level masters sat, the two old men looked at the young lady beside them and nodded, transmitting their voice to her. "Miss Lan, we will leave the first two yin ghosts to you. You only need to force them back while we deal with the other two." One of them said through voice transmission with a respectful tone.

Both of the old men knew that in a one on one face-off, they were no match for the young lady, and coupled with her illustrious background, they didn't dare to slight her.

Long Feng's guess on her identity wasn't far from the truth. She was a genius of the wind orchid continent, a peak grade continent in the Southern region that was subordinated to the Great Han dynasty. She had come out for training in preparation for the upcoming hundred continent war and decided to enter the yin ghost forest. Alas, she was also swept along into the forest depth and was beseiged by a group of five spirit level yin ghosts.

The young lady nodded her head. "I will do my best." With her rank six spirit level cultivation, she was able to fight on equal terms with a rank eight spirit level master and could even resist a peak spirit level master for a while. One must know that the higher one's cultivation, the harder it was to jump over minor realms and fight. When she was at the connate and yin level, she was able to fight on par with opponents four realms above her. But after reaching the spirit level, she was only able to skip two minor realms. Even so, her talent was in the middle upper reaches of the wind orchid continent.

With her current strength, she could only barely cope with two yin ghosts who were equal to rank eight spirit level while the two old men would deal with the other two while the weaker humans carve out a path of escape.

"Good. In that case, let's begin. We don't know when that damned ghost soldier will return." The other old man said.

The next moment, the three spirit level masters exploded with their aura and charged out each towards their opponents.

The four spirit level yin ghosts weren't surprised by this development. In fact, they would have wondered whether these humans were mentally ill if they didn't try to escape. Even then, the four spirit level yin ghosts were unperturbed as they flared their ghostly aura and charged out of their hiding to intercept the three humans.

The yin ghosts had an obvious advantage. They had one more spirit level master than the humans and as for the weaker humans, the other yin ghosts far outnumbered them. The four spirit level yin ghosts didn't believe that the humans could possibly escape from this place.

"Attack!" As the three spirit level masters charged out of the building, the other humans followed immediately and a net of attacks blasted the yin ghosts group before them into smithereens. Nevertheless, the Yin ghosts kept coming, moving unpredictably with their transparent smoky figures as they drifted around, dodging the humans assault and sending out ghastly attacks.

The building directly collapsed from the raging shockwaves that spread out. Many humans died in just half an incense stick worth of time but the yin ghosts suffered huge losses as their auras faded in droves.

"Nine zenith strike!" Long Feng's Origin spirit sword appeared in his grasp and he directly used a martial skill. At this moment, he could care less if someone noticed his spirit armament. It wasn't worth much anyway in this place where there were crouching tigers hidden everywhere and fortuitous opportunities to be found.

As for his martial skills other than the three wave demon annihilation which was still above him, they were getting too weak for the current him. If he could leave this forest alive, he would definitely try to focus on studying the sword concept and increasing his strength. As for martial skills, he would search for some sword techniques at least of the spirit grade to enhance his offense with the sword.

Nine sword lights shot out and sliced through a few yin ghosts like tofu. As for Hua Liuli, she couldn't is her zither here so she could only use her lotus petals to slaughter the yin ghosts.

The duo's unbridled killing soon drew the attention of the yin ghosts and more yin ghosts surrounded them. Of course, they were only at the Yin level or below the fifth yang level. With long Feng's rank two yang level cultivation, he could slaughter these yin ghosts within three moves. He used this chance to thoroughly get used to his new yang inner energy.

Unsatisfied with these weaklings though, he charged at a rank six yang level ghost and fought it.

As they fought though, Long Feng's expression became increasingly somber. He had noticed something that surprised him.

His combat power seemed to have dropped by one level!

Normally, he was able to skip five realms which meant that his power should be on par with a seventh yang level ghost, but currently, he was only able to par with this sixth rank ghost. It would take a while to defeat it. That meant a rank seven yang ghost could defeat him!

What happened? Could it be that my foundation is unstable? But my inner energy has no sign of instability. What then happened?

He put this thought aside and decided to leave this dangerous zone first before pondering over what happened. His attacks against the sixth yang ghost became increasingly fierce due to his unstable mind.

"Nine zenith strike!"

   

     The yin ghost dodges the nine sword lights with its unpredictable movements but mistakenly revealed a flaw in its defense.

Long Feng immediately took advantage of this flaw.

"Heavenly palm descent!" His left palm slammed right into the yin ghost's chest and it's figure shook and paled slightly.

Before it could react, a greater attack arrived.

"Zenith dragon strike!" A flood dragon condensed into existence and a sharp aura swept out as it opened it's maw in an attempt to swallow the ghost.

The yin ghost let out an inhumane screech and attacked in a frenzy, barely managing to destroy the flood dragon phantom. The next instant though, a sharp longsword pierced straight through it's chest and severed it into two.

A rank six yang ghost was thus killed. But Long Feng didn't look pleased. Now, he was sure that his combat power had dropped or else it wouldn't have been half as hard to slaughter this ghost.

He swiveled around and charged straight into a group of Yin ghosts, slaughtering them without restraint.

All this while, the humans were slowly advancing out of this zone and were already about to leave the yin soldier's land, though half of the humans died.

The yin ghosts were beginning to feel desperate. They couldn't allow these humans to escape or they would be punished by the master. Where were the spirit level yin ghosts? Shouldn't they have finished off those three human masters and rushed over?