Chapter 118: Absorbing the Power of Souls

Mu Feng stood tall in the vast sky, facing off against a hundred prodigies from the Fan Kingdom!

Such a scene was beyond anything Mu Feng had ever dared to imagine before.

But ever since he absorbed the residual dragon aura, his dragon vein had undergone a fundamental transformation, and his strength had soared tremendously.

Most importantly, this battle was for Senior Brother Xia!

Either they live together, or they die together!

“Friend, Xia Jiuxuan’s death today is certain. As long as you don’t make a move, we will not trouble you,” said a youth just shy of the second realm of the Fan state, standing opposite Mu Feng.

“I said before, if you want to lay a hand on Senior Brother Xia, you’ll have to step over my corpse first!” Mu Feng showed no sign of backing down.

“Who do you think you are? Any one of us can erase you without effort, and yet you still dare to be so foolish!” The youth’s expression darkened, his killing intent chilling to the bone.

“Senior Brother Yang Kui, this stubborn kid isn’t worth the trouble. Let’s just fight and kill Xia Jiuxuan—then we’ll be rich!” another beside him said.

“All right!” Yang Kui nodded, then turned to address the others, “Everyone, Xia Jiuxuan’s head will fall to me. If any of you have objections, you can come at me directly!”

Boom!

With that, Yang Kui’s aura exploded forth as he raised a bronze seal in his hand.

“Whoa! That’s the Heaven-Sealing Seal!”

“A semi-Saint artifact! This guy already wields a semi-Saint artifact!”

“A member of the Yang family from the Northern Sea Kingdom!”

The crowd was shaken by the aura emanating from the bronze seal.

He was the Northern Sea Kingdom’s top prodigy, his family immensely powerful, even connected to the legendary martial sanctuaries.

With a strong background, formidable strength, and a semi-Saint artifact in hand, who present dared to challenge him?

“Forget it, once this guy steps in, there’s no chance for us.”

“Sigh, can’t blame them. They have the background and power; we can only watch.”

With Yang Kui’s declaration, most of the hundred or so prodigies from the Fan Kingdom chose to give up.

“Northern Sea Kingdom’s Yang Kui, I’ve heard your name before,” Mu Feng said, raising his spear and aiming it at him.

“If you know who I am, why don’t you just kneel and surrender?” Yang Kui’s face was full of arrogance, basking in the murmurs of the crowd.

Even he hadn’t expected his reputation to spread throughout the martial states.

“I spit on your surrender! Let’s settle this with life and death!” Mu Feng no longer wasted words and charged forward with his spear.

He had been with Xia Jiuxuan for only a short time but had learned his style well—kill without hesitation!

No dragging things out!

“Seeking death!”

Yang Kui stood in the sky, not even attempting to dodge.

Clang!

Mu Feng’s spear thrust forward, but the bronze seal in Yang Kui’s hand flew up on its own, blocking the attack.

Boom!

Immediately, shockwaves rippled through the sky, pushing away the hundred or so prodigies around them.

Mu Feng himself was blasted back dozens of yards by the overwhelming force.

Yang Kui, however, remained unmoving.

The duel was clearly one-sided.

“Hahaha, with such strength, you dare to fight me?” Yang Kui sneered, looking down on Mu Feng.

“Whether I’m worthy or not isn’t up to you—it’s decided by strength!” Mu Feng’s expression darkened; blood boiled within him as his dragon vein seemed to awaken, transmitting powerful essence into his body.

“Dragon’s Might, Thousand Pounds! Kill!”

Mu Feng charged again, now shrouded by the spectral image of a blue dragon.

“A dragon-vein cultivator! This kid isn’t simple!”

“Brother Yang, be careful!”

“That dragon aura is terrifying. Maybe he can actually beat Yang Kui.”

“Don’t be foolish! The gap in realms is huge, and Yang Kui has a semi-Saint artifact. How could that kid win?”

The others retreated more than a hundred yards, watching the battle intently.

At last, Mu Feng and Yang Kui collided, a terrifying torrent of spear shadows sweeping the sky.

“Subdue him!”

Yang Kui unleashed his true power through the Heaven-Sealing Seal, magnifying his assault many times over.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The sky erupted with explosions as two streaks of light clashed fiercely, their true forms obscured.

“Junior brothers, kill them!”

Swish, swish, swish!

Three figures suddenly darted toward Xia Jiuxuan.

“Someone’s making a move! Quick, don’t let them succeed!”

Swish, swish, swish!

Several others sped forward, aiming to block the three attackers.

“Damn it! Who dares make a move?”

Yang Kui’s two teammates flew out in fury as well.

Boom!

The forces collided in a chaotic clash.

The remaining seventy or eighty onlookers watched with the mindset of spectators, refraining from intervening.

“Fight, fight hard! The best outcome is for them all to perish here so I can take advantage,” many thought.

Danmu Wan anxiously guarded Xia Jiuxuan’s side, her mind in chaos, unsure what to do.

Suddenly, she faintly heard a soft hum and instinctively looked down.

“Senior Brother Xia!”

Danmu Wan was overjoyed to see Xia Jiuxuan’s eyes open.

“Shh!”

Xia Jiuxuan was weak and signaled her to keep quiet.

At the same time, his spatial storage device vibrated, ejecting a dark red, diamond-shaped crystal that landed right in Danmu Wan’s hand.

“Hold... my hand.”

Xia Jiuxuan said weakly.

Danmu Wan was momentarily stunned.

“Do you want me to place this in your palm?”

Xia Jiuxuan nodded with difficulty.

Understanding immediately, Danmu Wan clasped his hand and pressed the diamond-shaped crystal into his palm.

Suddenly, a numbness surged through her body, like being struck by lightning.

“Soul aura!”

Danmu Wan whispered, her heart pounding at the terrifying spiritual energy she sensed.