Chapter Thirty-Five: The Fatal Blow

  (Brothers, the fatal blow has finally come out, everyone bravely cast their votes, thank you.)

  "Let's leave here first, that... dragon's aura just now startled many people." Yafit added the word "dragon" to Xiaojin with great difficulty.

  "Alright." Liu Feng didn't want to stir up too much trouble either. The fewer people who knew about Xiao Jin's abilities, the better.

  "Come up." Yafit descended his massive body.

  Liu Feng lightly borrowed force from the ground and floated onto the giant dragon's back like a feather.

  Aphith's giant wings flapped, sweeping across the sky like chasing the wind and moon, disappearing at the horizon.

  Just after Liu Feng and his group left, the void suddenly shook violently.

  Two old men stood in mid-air, their turbid eyes scanning back and forth on the ground.

  "He's already gone, you're a bit late." The old man in the green robe suddenly spoke up.

  "However, there is a hint of the Dragon Clan's aura here. Could it be that another Supreme has emerged from the Dragon Clan?" The old man in gray robes nodded slightly and said.

  "It's unclear, but it should be related to the dragon tribe anyway." The old man in the green robe suddenly chuckled softly: "Old not dead, came and came, why not come out to see old friends?"

  The old man in grey robes also smiled, his sleeves fluttering lightly as a fierce spatial fluctuation swept out and struck at some corner of the void.

  "Haha, two old guys, you came quickly." In the void, a dazzling white light flashed by, shattering that spatial fluctuation. A white-robed old man with a holy crown on his head suddenly appeared.

  "Why aren't you staying in your temple? What are you running out here for?"

  "The human world has produced a fourth supreme strongman. Such a major event, how can I not pay attention?" The white-robed old man smiled and said.

  "The person has left, I wonder if this powerful being is human or a dragon?" The old man in gray sighed, his tone somewhat melancholic.

  The old man in the green robe also sighed: "It's been more than a hundred years, and finally another Supreme has appeared."

  "Alas, I can't take you two old guys anymore. Since the person is gone, I'll leave too." The white-robed old man chuckled softly and vanished into thin air.

  "Let's go too."

  "Uh-huh."

  A gentle breeze blew by, and the two people also disappeared along with it.

  Liu Feng sat on the back of Ya Fei Te, in the sky, white clouds kept flying backwards, and the sound of the wind whistling was constantly echoing in his ears.

  With a broad view, the endless sky, Liu Feng's heart surged with a heroic spirit.

  Could not help but let out a loud whistle, with internal force in his voice like thunder, rolling over, lasting for a long time.

  A sudden movement in the depths of his mind.

  Liu Feng seemed to have noticed, and lowered his eyebrows, closing his eyes.

  "Fatal Blow: Within 24 hours, can use an attack that is twice, four times, and eight times stronger than the original body once each. Skill effect: Destroy, destroy all things in the world."

  Weapon requirements: Heavy chopping type weapons.

  Liu Feng's eyes snapped open, and he was overjoyed.

  "Finally came out..... Essential skill for cross-level challenge."

  "Haha, I really didn't expect that this fatal blow would still have requirements for the weapon? But it's not surprising, thinking about the sword saint in Monster Hunter, that pose of cutting people, what is that even a sword? It's basically just a special long-handled knife."

  A desolate mountain ridge, Aphite slowly descended from above.

  "Yafei Te, where are you going?" Liu Feng lightly jumped down from the dragon's back, like a light and airy leaf, spinning with the wind.

  "I'll go to the Black Dragon Clan's settlement first and tell them that I've found someone who can decipher the Dragon God's script, then we'll return to the Dragon Clan together." Aphite flapped his massive wings excitedly.

  In its heart, the greatest purpose of this life is to let the Black Dragon clan return to the dragon clan. Now that this wish is about to come true, how can it not be excited?

  "I'm going to travel through the human world, so how will you find me later?" Liu Feng stroked the soft body of Little Jin in his arms and smiled.

  Yafei twisted his huge head and thought for a while, took out a half-meter-long horn, hesitated for a moment before handing it to Liu Feng: "I'll lend you this 'Dragon's Horn', blow it and it will emit the dragon clan's unique dragon might. Later when I need to find you, the horn will make a sound, then you go to the Death Forest, we'll meet there." Yafei emphasized the word "lend" with a heavy tone.

  Liu Feng took it over with a smile in his heart.

  "I understand, is that right?"

  "Heh heh, this is the heirloom of the Black Dragon clan's patriarch, it's very important to us, so..." Afite looked a bit embarrassed, as if feeling that she was indeed being a bit petty.

  "Alright, see you later." Liu Feng put the horn into the spatial ring on his finger.

  "Goodbye..." Yafit nodded his massive head, flapped his wings and took off, turning into a small black dot that disappeared beyond the horizon.

  "Alright, let's go too." Liu Feng gently tapped Xiao Jin's little head and smiled.

  Xiao Jin let out two "Wu Wu" cries, seemingly very dissatisfied with Liu Feng's action.

  Liu Feng walked down the barren ridge and looked at the endless grassland in front of him, he was really speechless.

  "This stupid dragon, where has it taken me?"

  After a while, Liu Feng, who had no choice, shook off his hesitation and slowly continued on his way.

  The vast grassland, an endless green ocean, accompanied by a gentle breeze, rolls out wave after wave of green grass.

  Above the sky, white clouds are lightly dotted on the azure sky.

  Liu Feng's bored hands were fiddling restlessly in his pockets, and the blades of grass in front of him seemed to be about to touch his body when they suddenly parted automatically, as if an invisible person was helping to brush them aside.

  Looking up, his eyes were slightly closed.

  The true Qi in the body circulates smoothly through the hundred channels.

  Liu Feng's pace was getting slower and slower.

  It wasn't until much later that I finally took another step forward.

  Liu Feng held up his right foot in mid-air for over ten minutes, but he still didn't put it down.

  The expression on his face kept changing, as if he was puzzled about something.

  After a long time... A puzzled expression hesitated for a moment, and then suddenly it dawned on him. This step was finally taken slowly.

  As soon as he stepped onto the solid ground, Liu Feng's figure flickered and he disappeared from his original spot, reappearing dozens of steps away.

  "What's going on? Is it a thousand miles apart? No way?"

  "Hehe." Liu Feng's face was filled with excited smiles.

  Just now when he was in a hurry, he felt a true breath always running out from the dantian, along the meridians to the soles of the feet, and then slowly dispersing.

  This made Liu Feng very puzzled. Logically speaking, true energy without one's control generally wouldn't move about randomly, that could lead to walking fire into the devil.

  At this moment, he didn't dare to be slow and carefully examined the meridian through which the true energy had passed.

  But the more I look at it, the more horrified I become. Such a strange meridian line, can it actually work? Hasn't it gone haywire and collapsed?

  Although frightened, but also with great curiosity.

  I wonder what would happen if it really runs along this meridian? What will be the outcome?

  This sudden idea, as if it had taken root in his mind, constantly tempted Liu Feng.

  "Give it a try, if not, withdraw immediately." Finally, Liu Feng's heart slowly succumbed to the temptation, gritted his teeth and made up his mind.

  (Brothers, the fatal blow has finally come out, everyone bravely cast their votes, thank you.)