Martial Arts Overlord-Chapter 684 - 682: Rapid Progress

The crimson light, swift as lightning, arrived before Luo Feng in an instant. It was a Spirit Mirror.

Luo Feng reached out and grasped the Spirit Mirror. His eyes flickered as he channeled his Yuan Qi into it.

BUZZ...

A wave of Yuan Qi rippled across the Spirit Mirror, and characters shimmering with spiritual light materialized in the air before Luo Feng.

After a moment, Luo Feng finished reading the contents of the Spirit Mirror and slowly exhaled.

This Spirit Mirror had been sent by Lanyu from Red Valley City, detailing the recent situation of the Blood Roar Adventure Group.

Upon returning to Red Valley City, Lanyu and the others had immediately ordered inquiries into the Blood Roar Adventure Group’s movements, intending to discover the whereabouts of the Martial Artist at the fifth level of the Spiritual Rotation Realm.

However, the results surprised them.

The Blood Roar Adventure Group’s base had been annihilated in a single day. All their experts were brutally killed, and even their subterranean treasury had completely collapsed, its vast wealth plundered. As for the Martial Artist at the fifth level of the Spiritual Rotation Realm, his whereabouts remained unknown.

Through various inquiries, Lanyu had managed to gather some clues.

It turned out that the Patron of the Blood Roar Adventure Group was Liu Yuan, infamous in the martial world as ’Blood Yin Sword’—a Martial Artist at the early stage of the fifth level of the Spiritual Rotation Realm. 𝒇𝒓𝙚𝒆𝔀𝓮𝓫𝒏𝓸𝙫𝓮𝓵.𝓬𝙤𝙢

On the day the Blood Roar Adventure Group was destroyed, someone had seen Liu Yuan leaving their base and heading towards the Red Dragon Mountain Range. Lanyu, fearing Liu Yuan might seek revenge, warned Luo Feng to be cautious in the coming days.

Blood Yin Sword Liu Yuan...

Looking at the Spirit Mirror in his hand, Luo Feng pondered. He had heard of Liu Yuan as well. The man was notorious for his lechery and had victimized countless innocent women. Bounty orders for his capture had once circulated in the martial world. However, about half a year ago, he had inexplicably vanished. Luo Feng never imagined he would end up as a Patron for the Blood Roar Adventure Group.

"A Martial Artist at the early stage of the fifth level of the Spiritual Rotation Realm... I wouldn’t mind meeting him," Luo Feng muttered to himself, a hint of battle intent flashing in his eyes.

Having advanced to the late stage of the fourth level of the Spiritual Rotation Realm, and with his Golden Crow Great Annihilation Saber reaching the Seven Sun Realm, Luo Feng was confident he could contend with a Martial Artist at the early stage of the fifth level of the Spiritual Rotation Realm.

Of course, this was just his speculation; everything would only be clear after a real fight.

"This opportunity is rare; I must continue to cultivate."

Shaking his head, Luo Feng pushed the matter of the Spirit Mirror to the back of his mind. He sat cross-legged on the ground, preparing to begin his cultivation.

The fourth level of the Spiritual Rotation Realm focused on cultivating the two Meridian Wheels in the spleen. Among the five internal organs, the spleen corresponded to the earth element; refining Earth Yuan Qi would yield twice the results with half the effort.

The Red Dragon Mountain Range was rich in both Fire Yuan Qi and Earth Yuan Qi, making it perfectly suitable for Luo Feng’s current cultivation.

I can still stay in the Red Dragon Mountain Range for ten more days. I hope my cultivation can progress further...

A glint of determination sparked in Luo Feng’s eyes, his fighting spirit rekindled. For an ordinary Martial Artist at the late stage of the fourth level of the Spiritual Rotation Realm, breaking through in ten days was impossible. But since he was cultivating a Cultivation Technique, perhaps there was hope.

Closing his eyes, Luo Feng entered Chi block, focusing his mind and spirit, and began cultivating the Divine Dragon Nine Changes. Soon, a magnificent and vast sea of blood-red clouds surged and roiled around him.

ROAR...

As the Yuan Qi circulated within his body along the pathways of the Divine Dragon Nine Changes, faint dragon roars seemed to emanate from within Luo Feng. His brow furrowed and relaxed intermittently as an earthy-yellow aura gradually coalesced around him, seeping into his body through his pores.

In the days that followed, Luo Feng diligently cultivated the Divine Dragon Nine Changes at night to enhance his cultivation, and practiced his Golden Sun Great Destruction Saber during the day. He adhered to this routine relentlessly.

「In the mountains, time flowed unmarked.」

Amidst his day-by-day cultivation, ten days slipped by unnoticed.

After ten days of arduous cultivation, Luo Feng’s Golden Crow Great Annihilation Saber had broken through to the Nine Sun Stage, and his cultivation had reached the peak of the fourth level of the Spiritual Rotation Realm, just one step away from the fifth level.

Luo Feng himself was somewhat surprised by his progress.

Just ten days prior, he hadn’t even been fifty percent confident of breaking through to the peak of the fourth level of the Spiritual Rotation Realm, especially since he had only recently reached the late stage. Ten days was simply too short a time.

Many Martial Artists remained stuck at a single sub-realm within the Spiritual Rotation Realm for years before achieving a breakthrough. Even talents like Yang Wanyi typically required one or two months.

After a moment of reflection, Luo Feng understood.

In the Canglang Dynasty, perhaps even in the entire True Martial Continent, there is likely no one who begins practicing Cultivation Techniques before reaching the fifth level of the Spiritual Rotation Realm.

Moreover, this period of cultivation had further convinced him that the Divine Dragon Nine Changes was no ordinary technique; even among Earth Grade Cultivation Techniques, it was likely a top-tier one.

Standing up, Luo Feng gazed down at the churning sea of clouds below, a flicker of light in his eyes.

"Disperse!"

With a cold shout, Luo Feng raised his right arm. Without any apparent effort, he casually pushed his palm forward.

BOOM!

A ferocious Palm Gang roared out, sending palpable shockwaves rippling outwards. In the blink of an eye, the sea of clouds stretching for three to four kilometers was swept away, revealing the treacherous peaks and turbulent waters below. Even the clouds in the sky above were scattered, allowing golden sunlight to pour down.

Not bad. My Yuan Qi now should not be weaker than that of a fifth-level Spiritual Rotation Realm Martial Artist; in terms of quality, it might even be slightly superior...

Basking in the sunlight, Luo Feng’s face broke into a smile as he nodded in satisfaction.

Ten days ago, his palm could only disperse clouds within a one-kilometer radius. To disperse clouds spanning three to four kilometers with a single palm strike was something only a fifth-level Spiritual Rotation Realm Martial Artist could achieve. This was because only such Martial Artists, having cultivated a Cultivation Technique, would possess such dense Yuan Qi.

However, by cultivating the Divine Dragon Nine Changes, Luo Feng had accomplished this feat while at the peak of the fourth level of the Spiritual Rotation Realm.

After a moment, Luo Feng said with a touch of regret, "It’s a pity I couldn’t take that final step into the fifth level of the Spiritual Rotation Realm. Otherwise, I would have at least an eighty percent chance of victory in the Imperial City battle."

Shaking his head, a wry smile touched Luo Feng’s lips. He knew he was being a bit too ambitious.

To advance from the middle stage of the fourth level of the Spiritual Rotation Realm to its peak in just half a month was astonishingly rapid progress. If word of this got out, it would undoubtedly leave many people speechless.

Gazing at the gradually rising morning sun on the horizon, Luo Feng exhaled and murmured to himself, "It’s time to head to the Imperial City."

He had been in the Red Dragon Mountain Range for over a month, and now, less than ten days remained until the agreed-upon date.

Standing on the cliff’s edge, Luo Feng’s sharp gaze swept downwards as he fully released his Soul Power.

After a moment, his eyes fixed on a particular direction. A cold smirk played on his lips as he leaped, his figure transforming into a streak of light and shooting downwards.

In that direction, he sensed the powerful auras of several Rank 5 Demon Beasts.

Before leaving the Red Dragon Mountain Range, Luo Feng wanted to find a few Demon Beasts to test his current strength.

Employing the Teng Dragon’s Step, Luo Feng reached his maximum speed. He resembled a great bird with wings spread wide, soaring through the air with the speed of lightning.

During this period, although he hadn’t formally begun practicing the Sky Cloud Step, he often took out the Secret Manual to study it, gaining considerable insight.

Now, Luo Feng attempted to integrate what he had learned from the Sky Cloud Step into his Teng Dragon’s Step. Unconsciously, his speed had increased significantly.

WHOOSH!

In a matter of breaths, Luo Feng traversed several thousand meters at high altitude, his figure then swooping down towards a large tree below.

Mid-descent, a chilling glint flashed in Luo Feng’s eyes as he suddenly threw a punch towards the area behind the tree.

BANG!

Ferocious fist energy roared out, blasting the massive tree into countless fragments. Simultaneously, accompanied by a piercing shriek, a colossal shadow shot into the sky.

The shadow resembled a wolf or tiger, with a pair of horns on its head and black feathered wings on its back. Its claws were like hooks, and its wings, when spread, spanned over ten meters. A ferocious aura emanated from its body.

A mid-tier Rank 5 Demon Beast: the Wolf Tiger Horned Eagle!

ROAR!

Upon seeing Luo Feng, the Wolf Tiger Horned Eagle’s cold eyes flashed with killing intent. It let out a terrifying roar and flapped its wings forcefully.

WHOOSH!

Instantly, a fierce gale erupted within a hundred-meter radius of the forest, sending sand and stones flying. Huge trees were snapped in half. A green tornado, over ten meters thick, formed and swept overwhelmingly towards Luo Feng.

Luo Feng’s expression remained calm, his eyes unwavering. He clenched his right hand into a fist, which ignited with fierce crimson flames, and punched straight out.

His fist seemed not to strike mere air, but a mountain peak hundreds of meters high. A series of crackling explosions sounded as a ring of crimson fist energy swept out—it was the strongest technique of the Eight Wildernesses Dominating Flame Fist: Great Wilderness Flame Explosion!

BANG! BANG! BANG...

The crimson fist energy and the green tornado collided in mid-air. In an instant, the massive tornado was shattered. The Wolf Tiger Horned Eagle, not anticipating Luo Feng’s strength, was struck by the fist energy before it could react. Its body was torn apart, and its crimson blood dyed a large swathe of the forest.

The Wolf Tiger Horned Eagle was exceptionally fast, and its feathers, enhanced by Demon Qi, were comparable to a Rank One Spirit Weapon. Even among mid-tier Rank 5 Demon Beasts, it was a dominant existence. Many Martial Artists at the fourth level of the Spiritual Rotation Realm would be forced to beat a hasty retreat if they encountered it. Yet now, it was killed by Luo Feng’s single punch, utterly unable to resist.

Luo Feng landed on the ground and extended his hand. With a beckoning motion, a Demon Core flew into his palm.

The Demon Core, the size of an infant’s fist, was vivid red on one side and pale yellow on the other. The two colors swirled and flowed as if alive.

The Wolf Tiger Horned Eagle’s Demon Core, containing two types of Yuan Qi, was a top-grade material for forging certain special Spirit Weapons and Spirit Armor, and was quite valuable.

Luo Feng stored the Demon Core away without much thought. His purpose for this trip was not to hunt Demon Cores.

The copious blood of the Wolf Tiger Horned Eagle filled the forest with a thick, metallic scent. Luo Feng stood there, his eyes slightly closed, as if waiting for something.

After a moment, Luo Feng suddenly opened his eyes, a sharp glint within them. "They’re here!"

As he spoke, Luo Feng pushed off the ground, his figure soaring into the air and, in the blink of an eye, retreating several hundred meters.

BOOM!

Just as Luo Feng moved, a pillar of dark light, reeking of a foul stench, shot forth. Instantly, the forest trembled. Everything within a hundred-meter radius was incinerated; trees, stones, all vanished, leaving only a terrifying pit over ten meters deep, from which wisps of black vapor still billowed.

Looking at the deep pit, Luo Feng took a shallow breath, his gaze sweeping past the ravaged forest into the distance.

Two massive shadows were rapidly approaching. Wherever they passed, giant trees collapsed, and the earth rumbled and shook as if heralding an apocalypse.

They were two colossal pythons, each a hundred meters long. Their bodies were a blackish-purple, covered in basin-sized scales that reflected a cold, dark light. Their enormous, triangular heads and cold, merciless eyes could send a chill down one’s spine.