Chapter 95: In This World, Nothing Is Impossible
“Brother Li is here?”
Underneath the massive skeleton, Yao Feng, who had been sitting with his eyes closed, suddenly opened them. His voice was filled with surprise and delight.
But in the next instant, his expression drastically changed, and he shouted,
“Brother Li, leave quickly! Ning Cheng has acquired the ancient Qiongqi’s blood, and his beast has advanced to the Divine Power Realm. You’re no match for him!”
Although Yao Feng’s cultivation was sealed, speaking was still allowed.
At this moment, seeing Li Xun arrive, his initial reaction was excitement. However, once the excitement subsided, rationality kicked in.
There were too many powerful figures here.
Just Ning Cheng alone was already unimaginably terrifying.
Moreover, there were three men dressed in green robes nearby. They hadn’t made a single move so far, yet Ning Cheng showed them immense respect. From his attitude, it wasn’t hard to infer that these three had an extraordinary background and were likely quite formidable.
If Li Xun had come here alone, it would be a struggle not just to fight but even to escape.
“People from the Great Chu Dynasty?”
In the void, a calm voice echoed.
A faint purple silhouette appeared high in the sky.
Li Xun descended step by step, his entire body radiating divine brilliance. His blood energy surged like a blazing furnace. He looked like a war god as he descended from the heavens and landed on the ground.
His gaze immediately locked onto the leading green-robed man.
For some reason, even though this was their first meeting, the man’s face seemed vaguely familiar to Li Xun, as if he had seen him somewhere before.
He thought for a moment but couldn’t pinpoint the memory. Deciding not to dwell on it, he dismissed the feeling.
After all, the Great Chu Dynasty was far too distant from this place. How could he have met anyone from there?
Perhaps…
He had encountered someone before who bore a resemblance to this man.
After all, the world was vast, and it wasn’t uncommon for people to look alike.
“It seems Friend Li Xun has already overheard our conversation. In that case, I won’t beat around the bush. Would you consider submitting to me?”
The green-robed man spoke with a smile.
Though he smiled, a trace of vigilance glimmered in his eyes.
Li Xun’s earlier display of power had exceeded his expectations.
The fact that Li Xun had approached this close without him noticing was alarming. If not for the jade token at his waist alerting him, Li Xun might have been able to stand right in front of him. Had Li Xun intended to ambush him, it would have been a dire situation for him and his companions.
As a prince, he despised anything—or anyone—beyond his control.
“I’m afraid I’ll have to disappoint you. I, Li Xun, will not submit to anyone,” Li Xun replied, shaking his head.
“Is that so?”
The smile on the green-robed man’s face faded, replaced by a stern and murderous expression.
In his eyes, Li Xun’s refusal was proof of his unwavering allegiance to the Great Zhou’s Crown Prince. After all, it was no secret that the Crown Prince had gifted Li Xun a jade token.
Since Li Xun could not be used, there was no other choice but to eliminate him.
Before the green-robed man could speak, a chilling wave of energy rippled through the air.
The temperature of the surroundings plummeted.
A towering figure loomed in the distance, standing firmly on the ground.
“Your Highness need not act. Allow me to slay him for you!”
Ning Cheng’s voice was cold and brimming with killing intent.
He held a long sword in his hand, his black hair cascading like a waterfall. His deep eyes radiated a terrifying aura, making him appear like a demonic god exuding boundless power.
Behind him, the beast resembling a Qiongqi stirred and awakened.
“Roar!”
The beast let out a thunderous roar, shaking the heavens and earth. The sound waves it generated transformed into overwhelming tidal waves of destruction.
Its entire body was enveloped in a brilliant green glow, exuding unparalleled ferocity. It stood like the reincarnation of an ancient Qiongqi, utterly dominating, with an air of invincibility and supremacy.
“Perhaps my initial choice wasn’t wrong after all,” the green-robed man muttered, his eyes gleaming with approval.
At this moment, Ning Cheng’s displayed potential was enough to draw everyone’s attention. He might truly have the chance to nurture a pure-blooded Qiongqi.
If such a creature were to be born, it would only take time for it to mature into a demonic emperor. At that point, the entire Chu Dynasty would reap enormous benefits.
“Thank you for your help, Friend Ning Cheng,” the green-robed man said, his tone noticeably more amiable.
“No problem,” Ning Cheng replied, stepping forward with an aura brimming with killing intent. He was like a dormant volcano, harboring terrifying divine might on the verge of eruption.
“A battle between him and me was inevitable,” Ning Cheng declared. “Might as well settle it today.”
Without further words, his sword slashed downward, unleashing a torrential storm of sword energy. Thousands of sword rays erupted, tearing apart the void and forming a rushing river of sword qi aimed straight at Li Xun.
The overwhelming killing intent made the heavens tremble. The onslaught of sword lights shattered the skies with destructive force.
Behind Ning Cheng, the Qiongqi-like beast spread its wings, its body surrounded by thunder as it roared and charged forward. Man and beast moved with impeccable coordination, sealing off all avenues of escape for Li Xun.
This was a killing blow.
For ordinary geniuses, facing this strike, the only option would be to meet it head-on. If they could withstand it, they might survive. Otherwise, they would be gravely injured at best—or obliterated at worst.
“I had thought that obtaining the ancient Qiongqi’s blood would improve you somewhat. But as it turns out, this is all you amount to,” Li Xun said calmly.
His qi and blood surged through his body like a blazing sun, forming a towering plume that shot straight into the sky, visible for miles around.
In an instant, the entire world lit up.
Standing there serenely, Li Xun’s robes fluttered in the energy, and with a casual motion, his hand reached out and formed a massive imprint that spanned hundreds of meters.
With a single grab, he shattered the river of sword qi.
Then, Li Xun moved like thunder, launching a rapid counterattack.
With a single sweeping kick, he collided with the Qiongqi beast, causing a deafening boom.
Even though the beast towered over 100 meters tall, it staggered back under Li Xun’s powerful strike.
“Impossible!” Ning Cheng’s face was filled with disbelief.
His beast had consumed an entire drop of Qiongqi blood, exponentially increasing its strength. Yet now, facing Li Xun, it was still at a disadvantage?
“This can’t be…”
Even the green-robed man was momentarily stunned.
Beasts naturally possessed stronger physiques than humans, and their strength often far surpassed humans of the same level. This was doubly true for a beast with Qiongqi bloodline.
But now, Li Xun, relying purely on physical strength, not only held his ground but forced the beast into retreat. The sheer impossibility of the scene left everyone in shock.
Boom!
Another kick landed.
The massive beast was sent flying back hundreds of meters, crashing into several mountain peaks. The impact shattered stone and sent dust billowing into the air.
With a swift motion, Li Xun’s figure disappeared from where he stood and reappeared directly in front of Ning Cheng. Their eyes met.
A chilling voice echoed in Ning Cheng’s mind:
“In this world, nothing is impossible.”
Before the words fully faded, Li Xun struck.
Like an immortal king, he clenched his fist, which radiated divine light. The force behind it was like moving the sun itself, roaring with unstoppable power.
This was the Six Path Heaven Tyrant Fist—a technique Li Xun had acquired and was now using for the first time.
Its divine might was immediately evident. Ning Cheng barely managed to raise his sword to shield his chest.
However, the high-grade magical treasure couldn’t withstand Li Xun’s punch. Under the tremendous force, the sword bent into a horrifying arc before shattering inch by inch with a sharp crack.
With a thunderous boom, Ning Cheng’s body was struck heavily.
He flew backward like a ragdoll, crashing violently into the ground.