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Page 1467Chapter 1467: Defeating Sun God’s Emissary
Translator: Noodletown Translated Editor: Noodletown Translated
After Qingfeng Li’s Devourer Bloodline swallowed the Sun God Bloodline, its power increased a lot. It formed into a black whirlpool and reentered his body.
Qingfeng Li felt that his body’s vital essence was constantly increasing, like a turbulent sea and a majestic tsunami. It kept rolling and rolling, wave after wave, impacting his bloodline, muscle, bones, and meridians.
In the end, all of the energy absorbed from the Sun God Bloodline was gathered towards the spirit nucleus in Qingfeng Li, which began undergoing constant mutations.
On top of Qingfeng Li’s spirit nucleus, there used to be three marks, but now it was constantly increasing, into four, five, and then six marks.
When the sixth mark appeared on the surface of Qingfeng Li’s spirit nucleus, it finally stopped.
The sixth mark symbolized a breakthrough to the sixth level of the Spirit Emperor Realm.
The Sun God Bloodline contained extremely strong energy; even though the Devourer Bloodline absorbed a large part of it and only gave a small bit to Qingfeng, it still brought his strength up three levels to the sixth level of the Spirit Emperor Realm.
Qingfeng Li felt that his body was full of violent forces, which was also very powerful.
He punched out, which directly hit the air in front of him as it formed a hundred black holes. This meant that Qingfeng Li’s strength could be compared to a force of one million kilograms.
As Qingfeng Li stood up, all his bones and muscles made crackling sounds, like the sound of frying beans. It was a very loud sound that resonated through the sky.
They did not think that the strength of Qingfeng Li would improve so fast. It was an instant upgrade to the sixth level of the Spirit Emperor Realm.
Qingfeng Li faintly smiled as he looked at the Sun God’s Emissary in front of him and said, “You just said that if I could defeat your Sun God Bloodline, you will find a piece of tofu to kill yourself with. Go smash your head in with a piece of tofu then!”
When Sun God’s Emissary heard what Qingfeng Li said, his face changed. His face was becoming more and more pale. He was just trash talking back then, so naturally, he was not going to listen to what Qingfeng Li said and look for a block of tofu to knock himself to death with.
“Since you’re not going to knock yourself to death with a piece of tofu, then I will personally send you to hell.” Qingfeng Li smiled and walked towards the Sun God’s Emissary.
Qingfeng Li was already filled with a strong killing intent. No matter what, he must kill this damn Western self-cultivator. Ever since he came to the World of Eastern self-cultivators, he had been on a killing spree and had killed a lot of Eastern self-cultivators. He was clearly an enemy.
Qingfeng Li waved his palm, turning it into a huge vital essence palm that flashed a golden light from above. It was the embodiment of the Mortal Purgatory Body technique. Qingfeng Li slapped this palm towards the Sun God’s Emissary.
The Sun God’s Emissary’s face changed as he activated the sun vital essence in his body. He wanted to block Qingfeng Li’s palm strike but realized that he simply could not stop it.
The Sun God’s Emissary’s body flew back upside down for several tens of meters, before hitting the ground heavily. He opened his mouth to spit out a large blob of blood. His face became pale and several bones in his body snapped from the slap and fall.
“Such a powerful force.” The Sun God’s Emissary’s face changed drastically as if he had seen something incredible.
Just now, the Sun God’s Emissary’s fight with Qingfeng Li ended up in a stalemate, but in an instant, Qingfeng Li’s slap shot him into the air. He simply could not accept this.
“Almighty Chief!” the self-cultivators behind Qingfeng shouted when they saw how strong he was.
Qingfeng Li faintly smiled as he flew quickly to the front of the Sun God’s Emissary.
The Sun God’s Emissary wanted to get up, but he was slapped to the ground again by Qingfeng Li. The Sun God’s Emissary’s strength was simply no match for Qingfeng Li.
“Tell me. How do you want to die?” Qingfeng Li looked at Sun God’s Emissary in front of him and faintly said.
Although Qingfeng Li’s voice was very light, his tone had a deep killing intent. The killing intent was extremely strong, which was strong enough to cover and shock the sky.
The Sun God’s Emissary’s face became pale. His originally red face had now become pale, and his body also turned from a rosy red to a pale white. He was injured all over and his bones had snapped countless times. Fresh blood kept coming out of his mouth, and it didn’t seem to stop.
Qingfeng Li activated the vital essence in his body as he slowly raised his right hand. Just when he was about to punch the Sun God’s Emissary, a huge bang came from the top of the white walls.
Only a loud noise could be heard. The huge white wall exploded to smithereens.
Qingfeng frowned and looked up. He saw a large crowd coming in behind where the white walls used to be.
The crowd was really large; there were at least 10,000 individuals. They were densely packed like an army, all dressed in clothing from the Western self-cultivation world. One could tell they were Western self-cultivators without looking at them.
The one leading the Western self-cultivators was a tall middle-aged man who was reaching a full two meters in height.
Also, the middle-aged man’s face looked firm with black eyebrows, yellow hair, and blue eyes. All the muscles on his body was very firm, which emitted a powerful aura. He stood there like an indomitable giant with a black lamp in his hand.
But the fuel of the kerosene lamp was not kerosene, the fuel was sacred oil. It was a very precious oil that was extracted from a sacred ore, which contained a strong aura that could suppress the world with an overwhelming aura.
This tall middle-aged man was none other than the leader of this western self-cultivation army, the Sky God’s Emissary – Nicholas.
Behind Nicolas, there was a large number of Western self-cultivators, each one very powerful.
There were a few old men around him, all exuding an overwhelming aura, followed by a dense crowd of people. They were in no way weaker than the Western self-cultivator in the middle.
Qingfeng Li’s face remained unchanged and calm as he looked at Nicolas and the 10,000 Western self-cultivators behind him.
But at the next moment, Qingfeng Li’s face changed.
In front of those Western self-cultivators, there was a war chariot.
It was an advanced tier Spiritual War Chariot, depicting Heavenly Dao talisman scripture and battle array. It was also covered with a lot of vitality stones, which emitted a brilliant light.
There were two people tied in the Spiritual War Chariot. One was Qixuan Zhenren, and the other one was Fengwu Cao.