Sword Aura to the Heavens
Chapter 155 - 151: Battle of the Seven Realms

Chapter 155: Chapter 151: Battle of the Seven Realms

Bailong took a step forward, and a wave of Demon Energy swept out, causing Bai Lu Academy to tremble violently.

This oppressive aura spread far and wide, and the entire White Deer Street could feel its immense pressure.

A demon glint flashed in Bailong’s eyes, and a resounding dragon roar echoed through the heavens and earth. In the direction of his body, a giant true dragon’s shadow appeared, spiraling upward, coiling around Bailong’s body.

Qu Qingfeng’s body slowly floated into the air, his eyes fixed on the Bailong ahead. His thoughts moved, and the mana of heaven and earth rushed in with great force.

"The Dao of Heaven has its law."

As Qu Qingfeng spoke, the sky flashed with lightning and thunder, the winds howled, and the forces of all things in the world seemed to converge upon him.

Behind Qu Qingfeng, a shadow several dozen feet tall appeared, resembling Qu Qingfeng himself. He sat cross-legged in the air, his hands forming a Dharma Seal, matching the height of the high building of Bai Lu Academy.

This was Qu Qingfeng’s Dharma Form. He didn’t have an Innate Dharma Form, and people often said his talent was average, but it didn’t matter. Knowing the principles of the universe, understanding the logic of past and present, even without innate talent, one can still attain the Great Dao.

His Dharma Form was himself.

The Dao of Heaven has its law and does not treat anyone unfairly.

Surrounding that Dharma Form, there was a gentle breeze, thunder enveloped its body, embracing all things in the world.

"True Body of the Myriad Phenomena."

Bailong’s voice was rich and powerful, his eyes on Qu Qingfeng.

For a human Qi Cultivator, reaching the stage of the Five Realms Condensing Pill is considered entering the ranks of the strong.

Sixth Realm Dao Body.

The Seven Realms and Myriad Phenomena, stepping into the ranks of top-tier Great Practitioners, becoming a Master Wan Xiang, can invoke the phenomena of heaven and earth.

Li Fan stood behind Mr. Qu, looking up at the battle, feeling respect growing in his heart.

This small academy holds vast mysteries.

"Although I know your name, sir, I didn’t know of you before today. It seems your talent isn’t exceptional. Your deep understanding of the Dao is truly extraordinary. If you had greater talent, it might have been a disaster for my Yun Meng Swamp," Bailong lamented, feeling somewhat relieved.

In both the human and Demon World, there are many talented individuals.

Could Qu Qingfeng be considered a genius?

The fact that he could cultivate to the Seven Realms indeed classifies him as a genius.

However, his talent wasn’t top-notch. His talent lay in another direction—his heart, his capacity, and his observation of all things in the world.

Penetrating the principles of all things, even with ordinary cultivation talent, one can still seek the Great Dao.

Although Bai Lu Academy had asked students to leave, neither the students nor the people of White Deer Street had strayed too far. They were still within the scope of White Deer Street, looking up at the True Body of the Myriad Phenomena, feeling even more admiration.

In the distance, Xue Laoguai’s eyes were fierce, with a smile, staring ahead.

The fight had begun.

This Qu Qingfeng is indeed extraordinary. The younger generation truly has produced outstanding individuals, which is why he hasn’t taken action himself.

For decades, he was only in the early stage of the Myriad Phenomena, the same level as Qu Qingfeng, and he couldn’t surpass him.

Though he spoke arrogantly, he dared not be too presumptuous. If he really fought, it was uncertain whether he could win.

Therefore, it’s best to watch others fight.

Above the Bai Lu Academy, Bailong looked at Qu Qingfeng and said, "Please forgive me, sir."

As his words fell, he punched toward Qu Qingfeng.

This punch unleashed a dragon’s roar, as if a real dragon was roaring out angrily, diving down, the dragon’s roar echoing, seeming to want to explode the surrounding space.

Bailong’s true form is a dragon, a high-level bloodline in the Demon World, equivalent to the top human talents, naturally extraordinary, with combat power far exceeding those of the same realm in the Demon Race.

Although he is also only in the early stage of the Seven Realms, he is by no means comparable to ordinary early-stage Myriad Phenomena cultivators.

The Dharma Form sitting cross-legged behind Qu Qingfeng opened its eyes, lightning flashing from its giant pupils. It extended its right hand, forming a sword technique, pointing toward the sky.

A streak of sword light appeared, carrying thunder, seemingly slow in motion, yet instantly slicing through the long sky, like a meteor streaking across the night sky, radiating a spectacular light.

In the sky, there was a streak of thunder sword light, as if it severed the void, drawing a line in the air, colliding with the dragon fist crashing down from above.

A burst of intense light blossomed, a destructive storm swept outward, crashing onto the buildings of Bai Lu Academy. This academy seemed on the verge of collapsing, but just when Bai Lu Academy was about to fall, a faint array’s glow flickered, enveloping the academy, allowing it to stand firm, still towering there.

"Sir is not a Sword Cultivator, yet the sword he wields bears the grandeur of a Sword Cultivator." Li Fan and Lu Yuan stood behind Qu Qingfeng, murmuring to themselves, moved internally.

"Heaven and earth can all be laws, with the universe contained within, I encompass all phenomena, all things are my law." Qu Qingfeng said softly, as if responding to Li Fan’s words, simultaneously conveying to him his Great Dao.

The Great Dao is straightforward, but how much one can comprehend depends entirely on personal talent and opportunity.

The simplest truths seem understood by all, yet truly grasping them is difficult.

"Sir’s Dao and spells are extraordinary, my admiration." Bailong laughed loudly and took another step forward, bang... a deep rumble echoed through the heaven and earth, terrifying waves crashed against the surrounding array, Bai Lu Academy swayed and was about to collapse.

"A true dragon is a high-grade bloodline demon race, its vitality flourishing, strength immense, standing at the pinnacle of demons." Li Fan thought to himself, Bailong’s momentum was overwhelming at this moment. He stood high up, that mighty presence seeming to suppress this part of the world, causing the principles of the Great Dao to be suppressed.

"Bailong." Qu Qingfeng called out, Bailong’s eyes fixed on him, and Qu Qingfeng’s Dharma Form spoke loudly: "Witness my Thunder Spell."

In the firmament above, it was as if a chasm appeared, lightning roared and rumbled, terrifying thunderclouds emerged over Yun Meng City, the thunder roaring, oppressively overwhelming, as if ready to unleash a heavenly tribulation.

"Boom...ka..."

A series of extremely radiant streaks of lightning cut through the sky, blinding to the eyes, many in Yun Meng City closed their eyes, and upon reopening them, they saw countless bolts of tribulation lightning descending from the sky, landing toward Bai Lu Academy.

Those descending lightning looked like dazzlingly sharp swords, pointing at the location where Bailong stood.

"Words become truth."

Bailong looked up, thinking that human spells were truly endlessly wondrous.

Every word and action could connect with the Great Dao of the universe, words became truth.

Bailong remained standing, with the true dragon’s shadow coiling around his body, protecting him within. The descending lightning swords fell one after another, piercing into the true dragon’s shadow.

In the blink of an eye, the true dragon’s shadow was riddled with holes, but even so, Qu Qingfeng’s attacks could not penetrate this layer of defense and genuinely threaten Bailong.

"What a pity."

Bailong looked at Qu Qingfeng and sighed. It was a pity that Qu Qingfeng, with a world of visions in his heart, had reached the realm of Seven Realms and Myriad Phenomena, but some innate talents, he was still a bit short.

"It’s not a pity."

Qu Qingfeng seemed to understand Bailong’s lament. There are countless cultivators in the world, yet how many have the fortune to step into the realm of the Seven Realms.

He was but a speck of dust in the vast universe, naturally unable to compare to those world-renowned talents. To have reached his current level was already favored by the Dao of Heaven, and he was grateful for all he had.

What he possessed was what countless humans aspired to. How could Qu Qingfeng deserve such destiny?

It’s precisely because of this he felt the need to do something for this world and protect certain things.

"Would you, Innate, be willing to accompany me to Yun Meng Swamp? Yun Meng Swamp would be honored to have you as a distinguished guest." Bailong respected Qu Qingfeng greatly and didn’t wish to kill him.

"It’s an honor that you, Sir Bailong, think so highly of me, Qu Qingfeng," Qu Qingfeng replied.

"Understood," Bailong said, and then a dragon’s roar resonated through the heavens, an immense burst of Demon Energy soared skyward, transforming into a series of true dragons, coiling in the sky above Bai Lu Academy.

The descending lightning swords struck at those dragon shadows but still could not pierce through.

"Go."

After Bailong spoke, those true dragons dove down, charging toward the huge Dharma Form behind Qu Qingfeng.

Thunderous phenomena appeared behind Qu Qingfeng, exuding a powerful aura of destruction. As the true dragons charged and bit at the Dharma Form, the true dragons let out mournful cries, pierced through by the Light of Destructive Thunder, but those dragon images seemed endless, continually diving down, causing the Dharma Form to tremble, bitten incomplete.

Yet even so, the Dharma Form remained seated, unmoving.

Bailong stepped forward, with each step, the whole Bai Lu Academy trembled. Armor seemed to appear on him; it was dragon scale armor, covering his body, and dragon horns sprouted from his forehead.

He stomped angrily, and a colossal dragon claw appeared, crashing down, aiming to seize Qu Qingfeng’s Dharma Form.

A true dragon’s shadow appeared around Bailong’s body, seemingly transformed from his own form, a massive true dragon’s body stretched over the sky above Bai Lu Academy, that giant claw being his dragon claw, poised to shred Qu Qingfeng’s Dharma Form.

Qu Qingfeng’s Dharma Form remained seated, unmoving. Bailong continued walking forward, and as he advanced, another giant dragon claw swooped fiercely, aiming to shred his Dharma Form.

The Demon Dragon’s mere innate power pressure was something human cultivators found difficult to resist.

"Be careful, sir," Bailong said aloud, then punched, a series of fist lights broke through the air, smashing toward Qu Qingfeng’s true body.

As those fist lights approached, they transformed into roaring dragon heads, ferocious and domineering.

Li Fan saw Qu Qingfeng’s Dharma Form as already a tattered body, and the Demon Dragon roaring to kill, Bailong’s presence applied overwhelming pressure.