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Chapter 207 - 144 Scarlet Sun Infinite Heavenly Thunder Art

Chapter 207: Chapter 144 Scarlet Sun Infinite Heavenly Thunder Art

"Look, Dad, look!"

"There are immortals in the sky, and they’re fighting!"

"Oh my, could it be that there are Upper Immortals indeed?"

"Quick, kneel down, we must go up to the mountains tomorrow, sacrifice pigs and sheep to worship the Mountain God!"

The common folk, upon seeing several shooting stars passing in the sky, and that white tiger that still walked the skies as if on flat ground, knelt in devout prayer for peace as if they had witnessed divine beings.

Amidst the ongoing collisions, a Flying Feather fell from the sky, embedding itself forcefully into the dirt, nearly impaling a villager. But still, the villager remained devout, for in their eyes, it was an existence revered as divine.

Alas, the feathers dissolved at an extremely fast pace once they hit the ground.

Roar!

A heavy body stepped on a Flying Feather, leaping dozens of meters in a single bound, its sharp fangs almost biting the two people who were trying to escape.

Constantly using the feathers left behind by Wu Mingsheng as a medium, the two had to face not only the attacks from above but also the Tiger Spirit that would lunge at them from behind from time to time.

This so-called Lord Lu Wu might be incapable of using Daoist Skills and Cultivation Techniques, as it was just a remnant Beast Soul of a Spiritual Beast, but that didn’t mean its strength was weak.

Cen Yueyue’s skill with the wolf lineage could scare Hou Zhongxiao into burying himself in the crowd, but when up against Lord Lu Wu, even if forced through its mouth, it merely slowed its movements slightly.

But with other Spiritual Beasts, they might have perished on the spot.

In fact, Yu Ying’s evaluation wasn’t wrong.

With Cen Yueyue’s capabilities, a Nascent Soul Stage expert wouldn’t be able to defeat her quickly, and now as their fight had exceeded three hours, Wu Mingsheng still hadn’t managed to subdue these two youngsters.

Unfortunately, what she faced was no ordinary Nascent Soul Stage expert.

The Tiger Spirit within Wu Mingsheng, if taken out, might be no different from a Nascent Soul expert, relying on an almost tireless Spiritual Body and exaggerated strength was enough to give the two a hard time. Plus, this Fan Yin Sect Sect Leader had successfully congealed his Nascent Soul a few years back.

"Scarlet Sun Infinite Heavenly Thunder Art!"

A thunderclap descended from the sky.

With fingers intertwined and fists clenched, Jiang Feng began to squeeze out every bit of potential within him. As the Tiger Spirit pounced on a feather, a thunder Spell fell from the sky.

Though not particularly powerful, it undoubtedly caused the beast to lose its balance mid-air and plummet rapidly.

"Huff~ Huff~"

Panting heavily.

Even after successful Foundation Establishment, such frequent use of Daoist Skills and Spells also proved to be too much for Jiang Feng, especially since they hadn’t gained any distance from the Paper Eagle in the sky, but this was already fortunate.

If it weren’t for Cen Yueyue personally managing the Sword Flight, they probably wouldn’t even have the hope of running. With the girl’s mid-Core Formation Stage strength, she managed to compete in speed against a Nascent Soul Stage expert, proving her strength and talent.

"Quick, eat this."

A Jade Bottle was thrust into his palm.

"Typical of you, rich girl, is your family lacking a son-in-law?"

He chuckled.

But without hesitating, he flipped open the bottle and poured the Elixir into his mouth. Jiang Feng was stubborn, not stupid; with his head on the belt, if he continued to be polite, he might not even know how he died.

He didn’t even bother to ask what the Elixir was for.

"You still have time to joke around? Many want to marry into the Cen Family; you’d better get in line."

She snorted haughtily, but her tone didn’t sound like a rejection. Jiang Feng shook his head with a smile, pinched a flame spell with his hand, and covered the fang-torn wound with his palm.

"Hmph!"

A muffled sound came from her throat.

Even without looking back, she knew what this madman was doing. He wasn’t only ruthless towards his enemies but also harsh on himself.

The wound burnt black, the quickest way to stop the bleeding at the moment, but their banter didn’t last long. Soon, the Spirit Tiger relied on its robust body to step on the edge of a cliff branch with astonishing explosive power and lunged over.

"This damn beast, even after dying once still won’t quiet down!"

Feeling the Spiritual Energy in his body recovering rapidly, Jiang Feng understood the purpose of the Elixir. He crazily mobilized his Spiritual Energy and began to cast "Scarlet Sun Infinite Heavenly Thunder Art" once more, the most powerful Spell he possessed.

Lightning flashed and thunder roared.

Those that could be placed in Yu Ying’s library were naturally good items. Although they didn’t catch Liu Tangxi’s eye, ordinary people would go crazy with joy if they got their hands on one of them.

That entire room of books was the result of his junior sister’s murderous plundering, collected from the hands of various Sect Disciples over twenty years. Nearly every Lost Soul under her command had left a mark in her library.

And this "Scarlet Sun Infinite Heavenly Thunder Art" was personally selected for him by Yu Ying.

Dizzy and exhausted, the excessive extraction of Spiritual Energy within made him unstable on his feet, and suddenly, Cen Yueyue turned around. A silver crown in Jiang Feng’s hand shone bright, staunchly blocking a punch from above.

Thump!

Their flying swords wobbled, almost falling together.

But the girl keenly noticed Lord Lu Wu, who had already fallen, and saw the body of the Tiger Spirit become somewhat ethereal, her eyes brightened.

"Look quickly!"

"Granny... My eyes are nearly too swollen to open. Are you trying to pick out a suitable grave for me? There’s no need to choose anymore. Just find any place that looks good to you."

Dizziness overwhelmed him, his vision blurred, and his brain felt as if it had been hollowed out.

The power of the Scarlet Sun Infinite Heavenly Thunder Art was truly formidable. Even that Spirit Tiger hit by it would be delayed for some time before it could catch up.

But he was really running out of steam.

No matter how robust his constitution, Jiang Feng was nothing but a novice who had just accomplished Foundation Establishment. There was already double the difference in Spiritual Energy between the early stages of Foundation Establishment and the peak. Not to mention comparing that with someone at the Core Formation Stage.

Conversely, although Cen Yueyue had also consumed a significant amount of Spiritual Energy and was in charge of Sword Flight, the reserves of Spiritual Energy in her body were incomparable to Jiang Feng’s.

Her expression showed a moment of embarrassment, but the girl quickly spoke up, "That Tiger Spirit’s body is somewhat illusory."

"Manifesting a Soul Body substantially consumes the Power of Soul. If my calculations are not wrong, that Tiger Spirit has been trailing us for at least three hours."

"It’s not just any remnant soul, even the Divine Soul of a Demon King would find it difficult to endure such consumption, let alone after being bombarded by your relentless assaults and struck by one of my spells."

"That Spirit Tiger is likely at the end of its tether. If it doesn’t retract into its body to recuperate, the collapse of its Divine Soul resulting in its complete annihilation is not impossible."

His mouth moved rapidly, and although Jiang Feng’s eyes were blurry, his mind was relatively clear. His physical strength was still sufficient; it was just his Spiritual Energy...

I really don’t have a drop left.

"Alright, then let’s go down."

"The terrain to the south is complex and intertwined, plus the heavy snow these past few days. As long as we shed him off a little and conceal our tracks, he won’t be able to catch us."

"Continuing to run north, didn’t you say you practice Gu Technique... Remember to use Gu Technique as a diversion, deliberately lead a false trail."

"Xu Huoyao, you should still have some, just find some corpses and make some noise somehow, try to create a diversion..."

Although his vision was blurry, the youngster was still able to make judgment promptly.

"Understood, leave it to me."

Another heavy punch came crashing down from the skies. The movements of the Spirit Tiger remnant soul were much slower, and its body was becoming even more translucent.

Using the reaction force, the two rapidly approached the ground, while the man standing high above merely watched their every move with a cold gaze.

"A futile endeavor."

The Paper Eagle also began its descent. Despite the distance, it was still able to see the two people diving into the dense forest, and with the heavy snowfall, their traces were even more effectively concealed.

Following closely above the dense forest, the Paper Eagle flew low. After entering the forest, pursuing them would undoubtedly become very challenging, but Wu Mingsheng merely called out in a low voice.

"Luwu Hou, go."

With a roar, leveraging its massive and powerful body, the branches along the path were nearly all broken, and merely thrusting its legs, it could pounce dozens of meters ahead.

Comparatively, the speed of the two escaping in the forest was undoubtedly much slower. Seeing that Luwu Hou was about to catch up, both felt somewhat anxious, but in the next second.

"A growl..."

The sound lacked energy.

His complexion changed drastically, and an intense pain emerged in his mind, as if someone was continuously stabbing the depths of his brain with a sharp spike, causing Wu Mingsheng to involuntarily clutch his head, enduring the backlash of the Power of Soul.

"Damn it, how could there be such a prolonged delay, Luwu Hou, return!"

Suddenly, his footing became unstable. The Paper Eagle in the air abruptly vanished as it returned to its physical form. After nimbly stepping a few times on the flying sword and landing directly on the ground, he steadied himself with a hand on a tree trunk, his eyebrows tightly knit.

The massive form of Luwu Hou and the eagle soul finally returned to his body. This sudden change caught Wu Mingsheng somewhat off guard.

Though Luwu Hou’s strength was formidable, even relying only on the power of the soul, it could condense into a tangible body, impenetrable to sword and spear. But after all, this was only a remnant soul,

which typically required a long period of nurturing within one’s body. If it battled for an extended time, it could easily harm the origin. Initially, he released Luwu Hou for a quick and decisive battle, to crush these two youngsters on the spot.

But he had not expected to be resisted by them for so long.

The supreme cultivation of the Fan Yin Sect was indeed domineering. Capable of nurturing within oneself a Spiritual Beast Soul that was not much different from one’s own strength, as long as Spiritual Energy didn’t run dry, one could continuously allow the Beast Soul to attach to the talisman paper and fight alongside oneself.

It holds a striking resemblance to the techniques of the Beast Taming Sect.

However, the downside was equally obvious.

A Soul Body could never replace a real flesh body. Not only does it require one’s Spiritual Energy to maintain its strength, but it also needs continuous nurturing of the soul, especially for such Lifebound Beast Souls which are intrinsically tied to the master.

Now that Luwu Hou had exhausted its Divine Soul’s energy, it could only return to Wu Mingsheng’s body for recuperation, continuously drawing on the master’s Divine Soul to recover itself, unexpectedly leaving him struggling to withstand the severe backlash.

But his expression quickly returned to normal.

"Do you really think that without Luwu Hou, I won’t be able to kill you?"

With one hand covering his head, he ceased wasting time and directly followed the trail left by the two. However, the man immediately became stunned.

"How is this possible?"

"In just a few moments, their Divine Senses have disappeared?"