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Hong Ling quietly retrieved Sorrow Spirit back into his hands and stood on the ground, watching Feng Chen break through the cage that he had casually created. Inside his Divine Hall, the Yanhuang Mirror was in a state of half awakening. He did not fully awaken the Imperial Equipment just now, and only borrowed a bit of its power. However, just this tiny bit of the Imperial Equipment's power had successfully trapped a great cultivator of the Void Unity Stage. It had to be said that the Imperial Equipment was extremely strong, it was truly incomparable.

"Human, how dare you kill the third son of His Majesty, the Darknorth Wind Owl. Do you know that you have caused a great disaster?!" His Majesty Feng Xiao was a Tianren Sage Stage expert who had already stepped into the fifth tribulation, and he still had a damaged Imperial Equipment in his hands. And you, you lowly human, how dare you kill his beloved third prince, His Highness Fengya, I'm afraid from today onwards, no one will be able to save you! " Even if it was him, he wouldn't be able to maintain his calm right now. Just like that, a Peng prince had died in Profound Yellow Realm with not even his corpse or bones remaining, and he had fallen under his protection. It could be imagined that after he returned, what awaited him would be death. However, he had no choice but to return, because his clan was still in Darknorth. If Feng Xiao decided to vent his anger on his clan, no one would be able to stop the fury of the fifth tribulation's Tianren Sage Stage, and no one would be able to defend against the power of the crippled Imperial Equipment.

"You actually killed His Highness Fengya, how can you kill him, how dare you kill him!" Feng Chen was about to go crazy. His eyes were bloodshot and he was obviously furious to the extreme.

"What, I can't kill your Peng prince?" Hong Ling's eyes were filled with ice, "Because his status is noble, I can't kill him? How could there be such a principle in this world? Those who killed would always be killed. Even gods wouldn't be able to escape this kind of reincarnation, not to mention that it was a feathered beast that was only at the great circle of perfection of the Qi Condensation stage! Since he dares to kill my Human Clan and heaven's pride experts, he must be prepared to be hunted by me! "

Hong Ling said tit for tat, even though the other party was a grand cultivator who cultivated the Void Unity Stage, he was not afraid. After jumping two levels from the middle Qi Refinement into Spirit to the great perfection of Qi Refinement into Spirit, the time he could use the Yanhuang Mirror had already been extended to thirty breaths. In this short span of 30 breaths, his power was almost limitless. Although Feng Chen was strong, he wouldn't be able to escape for thirty breaths of time.

However, this kind of power would also cause damage to his body. Once this period was over, the Yanhuang Mirror could cause permanent damage to him. The reason why he did not dare to rashly use the Yanhuang Mirror was because he was wary of it. However, if Feng Chen insisted on killing him, then he would have to use this Imperial Equipment.

"Now that things have come to this, it's too late to say anything! So, you deserve to die! " Feng Chen howled towards the sky and a monstrous Demonic Power surged out of his body, completely distorting the surrounding space.

Cultivators who cultivated the Void Unity stage of the Dao could completely activate the laws of this world and fuse with the dao, borrowing the power of the heavens and earth to cause powerful destruction. Feng Chen was a demonic cultivator, and all of his strength was supported by his Demonic Power. At this time, a strong wind shrouded his entire body, and in a blink of an eye, it completely cut open the space around Hong Ling, trapping him in place with its majestic spatial energy. With a casual wave of his hand, the interspatial cage that imprisoned the youth began to shrink, bit by bit. It was obvious that it wanted to crush him into fine powder.

Hong Ling frowned, he knew that Feng Chen truly wanted to kill him, so he did not hesitate anymore. He channeled his Jiuzhuan Profound Technique and began to communicate with the Yanhuang Mirror's Artifact Spirit. Weng, a flame slowly rose from the bronze mirror. Under the support of the youth's will, it slowly released the energy of a Imperial Equipment, and slowly fused with the youth's body.

To use a Imperial Equipment, in the end, it was a cultivator channeling his power into a Imperial Equipment, using this Destiny Magic Tool to convert it into strength at the Monarch Stage level. At this time, the cultivator's cultivation and physical strength formed a shackle. As for what realm he could unleash the power of his Monarch Stage to, it would all depend on the cultivator's physical strength.

Before stepping into the Monarch Stage, no one's body would be able to withstand the power of the Monarch Stage. Of course, because of the difference in strength between the cultivators, the limits of what each of them could bear varied. Hong Ling was only a small cultivator at the great circle of Qi Refinement into Spirit. The reason he could hold out for thirty breaths of time was because he had the bloodline of the dragon and the blood of the ancestor. If he didn't transform into a dragon, he would only be able to last fifteen breaths of time at most.

The youth formed a fist with one hand, while fiery sparks surrounded his fist. He looked at the spatial barrier that was pressing towards him, then punched out viciously. Boom, the entire spatial cage shattered into pieces, and Hong Ling's figure completely escaped the restraints.

"How is that possible? How could a Great Circle of Qi Refinement into Spirit Cultivator break through the blockade of the Void Initiation Stage! " Feng Chen looked at Hong Ling's figure in disbelief. He had previously been shackled by Hong Ling with a single move, and thought that Hong Ling had used some powerful life-saving technique. However, it was impossible to keep using life saving methods again and again. Moreover, Hong Ling's current strength had completely surpassed the realm of the Void Refinement Realm. In this world, there were very few methods that were so powerful that could allow a young man to possess power comparable to, or even surpassing, the cultivation of the Void Unity Stage in a short period of time.

"Could it be, the legendary saint artifact!" Feng Chen thought like this, but how could this be possible? Just in terms of Great Chu Empire, a underworld clan who could take out a saint artifact would definitely not be a common sight. Moreover, who would be willing to give their divine artifact to such a weak youth for safekeeping? Feng Chen couldn't figure out where Hong Ling's power came from, but Hong Ling didn't give him the chance to guess any further.

The youth stood on the ground and stared at Feng Chen, who was floating in the air, then threw out a punch. This was not an extravagant punch, but it created a gully in the air. The red shadow of the fist viciously struck Feng Chen's chest, causing him to spit out a mouthful of blood.

Boom! Feng Chen ruthlessly crashed into a mountain, causing the entire mountain to shatter. Hong Ling's figure soared into the sky, instantly crossed the distance of several tens of thousands of meters, and smashed his fist towards Feng Chen once again. His fist landed on Feng Chen's chest and brought him crashing down towards the ground. The two of them had completely shattered a huge mountain that was hundreds of feet high, and it went straight down to the ground for hundreds of feet. A huge sky ditch appeared on the ground, and at the bottom of the sky ditch was Feng Chen, who was vomiting blood. Hong Ling stood in front of him, her expression cold and arrogant, like a young god.

"Impossible, how can you possess such powerful strength?" Even if you use a saint artifact, with your cultivation, you still wouldn't be able to display such a powerful strength! " Feng Chen spat out blood as he stared hard at the young man's face, trying to find a trace of him. However, in front of the Imperial Equipment, how could he, a small cultivator of the Void Refinement realm, see through it?

"So much nonsense!" Hong Ling shook his head. Another fist ruthlessly smashed onto Feng Chen's chest, and created a huge pit.

"Screech!" An ear-piercing cry of a roc rang out. An azure roc that was a thousand feet long soared into the sky, wanting to quickly flee from the youth's line of sight. However, just as it rose into the air, a streak of light soared up from the Sky Cavern, fiercely piercing through its throat. The youth stood atop the great roc's head, staring at the panic-stricken Peng as the coldness in his eyes grew increasingly stronger.

At this moment, nearly five breaths had passed, but Feng Chen was still alive, only severely injured. Given its strength at the fourth level of cultivation, it shouldn't be able to put his life in danger with such heavy injuries. But Hong Ling could no longer allow this to drag on. Once the time to use the Yanhuang Mirror ended, what awaited him would be death. With a casual wave of his hand, the Sorrow Spirit came piercing through the air, turning into ten. The sword blade carried a berserk flame sword aura, and continuously penetrated the three hundred meter tall Peng's body, bringing with it a large amount of blood.

Feng Chen screamed in pain, but he was completely afraid now, and continued to roll in the air, trying to shake Hong Ling off. The young man's feet were rooted to the ground, sticking closely to its head, allowing it to struggle nonstop. He fiercely smashed his fist after fist onto the Peng's head, causing it to create numerous bloody holes. Feng Chen screamed as he broke through the space barrier and disappeared into the void. Hong Ling focused his gaze, this Roc actually entered the void, which was a little troublesome. At this time, ten breaths of time had already passed. Hong Ling knew he could not delay any longer.

With a casual wave of his hand, he retracted the Sorrow Spirit Sword, and with a thought, the seal on the Reverse Scale s on his chest was released. In an instant, he completed his Dragonform. At this time, the Monarch Stage he was able to endure had increased, and he was now completely qualified to kill this Roc. With a thought, he clasped his palms together. When he opened them again, a lump of dark-golden thunderfire grew between his palms. The Peng's body trembled the moment this thunderfire appeared. Even the spatial energy in the air began to avoid it.

Hong Ling did not care that much. He carelessly and ruthlessly shot the lightning fire qi into a bloody hole on the Peng's head. On his palm, a pure Authentic Qi continuously surged out and quickly created and spread this flame across every part of the Peng's body. Boom! The entire Peng transformed into a fiery bird in an instant. It wailed miserably as it scurried within the spatial passageway. Bang, it broke through the spatial barrier and once again appeared inside the Profound Yellow Realm. However, it was already at the end of its strength, and its body was turning into ashes little by little.

It was like a huge burning comet, falling towards the ground. Hong Ling casually waved his hand and placed the storage ring inside his own storage ring. At this time, he had already exhausted all the strength in his body, and the Yanhuang Mirror in the Divine Court had once again quieted down. When the Peng was less than a thousand feet from the ground, it finally turned into nothingness. The Tianhuang Lightning Fire that Hong Ling had recently condensed was simply too strong, it was stronger than the Heavenly Desolate Sacred Flame by a large margin.

All of this was thanks to the Yanhuang Monarch Mirror. Otherwise, even if he met a cultivator with Void Unity Stage Human Clan who was even stronger than him, Feng Chen would not have lost his soul so easily. He should not have brought Fengya for revenge and lost two people's lives for nothing.

Hong Ling was tired and tired, his cultivation and willpower were almost completely exhausted, if not for his strong physical body, he would have fainted long ago. Bang! The youth ruthlessly smashed onto the public road from the sky, creating a huge crater. He was lying in the pit, and he could feel a sharp pain coming from his body. As his eyes turned black, he realized that he didn't know anything.

Half a quarter of an hour later, a luxurious carriage passed by. When the girl driving the carriage saw the sleeping white-clothed youth, she cried out in alarm.

"Miss, there's a pit here, and there's a person inside!"

She jumped down from the driver's seat and arrived beside the hole where Hong Ling was lying on the ground, and suddenly exclaimed out loud.

"Miss, this person has lost a lot of blood!"