Chapter 852: Suppressing a City with a Single Sword

Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

Chen Fei, over the years, had collected a multitude of cultivation techniques, ranging from the Body Tempering realm to the Mountain Sea Realm, encompassing a wide array of thunder techniques.

Of course, Chen Fei hadn’t practiced every single technique he had collected. Many lineages, despite their different paths, converged when cultivated to their peak, showing little difference.

Especially at lower levels of cultivation, what had often been more crucial was how to elevate one’s realm.

For instance, in the techniques of the Aperture Tempering realm, while combat strength had been crucial, the most critical aspect had been whether one could better cultivate to the pinnacle of this realm and increase the probability of breaking through to the Combined Aperture Tempering realm.

Just like the founder of the Primordial Sword Sect had done years ago, why had he divided the Primordial Sword Scripture into seven parts? It was because he had known that those with ordinary aptitude simply couldn’t comprehend the entirety of the scripture.

Instead, by dividing the techniques into seven parts, he had lowered the threshold for cultivation. Each part could be cultivated to the later stages of the Aperture Tempering realm.

Once reaching the later stages of the Aperture Tempering realm, with enhanced vision and cultivation, there had been enough capacity to comprehend the other six parts, thereby achieving more with less effort.

Looking at the final outcome, before Chen Fei joined the Primordial Sword Sect, the sect could only maintain a basic stance, unable to recreate its former glory, almost impossible.

Therefore, the Primordial Sword Scripture, among many Aperture Tempering realm techniques, wasn’t considered a qualified top-tier inheritance, at least due to its high cultivation difficulty.

However, the combat power after mastering the Primordial Sword Scripture was unquestionable, worthy of such a high cultivation difficulty.

“Zi!”

A lightning bolt shot out from Chen Fei’s Demonic Body, and as time passed, more and more lightning enveloped his body, becoming denser until it seemed to be shrouded in thunderous light.

The women on the bed had long been awakened, watching Chen Fei’s Demonic Body that resembled a celestial being, both shocked and joyful.

Such a phenomenon was absolutely impossible for an Aperture Tempering realm martial artist to possess, meaning the person before them had definitely reached the Aperture Tempering realm.

In the Aperture Tempering realm, even the strongest in Hundred Horn City couldn’t surpass this realm. In other words, following Chen Fei, their lives were bound to soar.

Though one could absorb a considerable amount of Void Elemental Energy with unceasing talent, cultivation ultimately required gradual progress. Even if you possessed various perfected techniques and a realm as high as the Mountain Sea Realm, advancement still had to proceed step by step.

As formidable as the Black Divine was, even if his realm fell to the Fourth-Tier and he wanted to recover to the Fifth-Tier, it would take some time, let alone for Chen Fei with his Demonic Body.

Therefore, Chen Fei did not directly cultivate the Primordial Sword Scripture, but instead focused on cultivating the Great Thunder Sword within it.

Because Chen Fei possessed the talent of Thunderstorm and the talent of Sword Mastery, the combination of these two super talents allowed the apertures in Chen Fei’s body to open at an astonishing speed, even with limited absorption of Void Elemental Energy.

In just a moment, Chen Fei’s Demonic Body had opened twenty-three apertures. But at this point, the Void Elemental Energy had already been exhausted.

Chen Fei swiftly moved to the courtyard, pointing his arm towards the sky. In the sky above Hundred Horn City, the weather suddenly changed dramatically.

Forcing the essence of the Purple Sky Stellar Technique, with the interaction of the natural Qi, a thunderbolt descended from the sky and struck directly at Chen Fei’s body.

Chen Fei squinted his eyes slightly. He continued to use this thunderbolt power to cultivate the Great Thunder Sword while simultaneously stimulating the cultivation of the Suppressing Dragon Elephant.

The strength of Chen Fei’s true self had always relied on the dual interaction of physique and elemental power.

To neglect cultivating techniques like the Suppressing Dragon Elephant would truly be foolish for the Demonic Lord Chen Fei.

The true power of thunder, for a martial artist newly entering the Aperture Tempering realm, was an immensely powerful force.

Therefore, using this power to cultivate the Suppressing Dragon Elephant not only provided sufficient energy but also indirectly stimulated the physique, enhancing the Suppressing Dragon Elephant.

Dozens of thunderbolts struck the courtyard in succession. Such thunderous power would have sufficed to reduce a peak Aperture Tempering realm practitioner to ashes.

For the Demonic Lord Chen Fei, cultivating the Suppressing Dragon Elephant with such thunderous power naturally provided ample energy.

In just a moment, Chen Fei’s Demonic Body had perfected the cultivation of the Suppressing Dragon Elephant, and his apertures had opened up to thirtyseven.

At this point, using thunderous power for cultivation was no longer feasible. Excess would have caused harm instead of benefit.

The first thirty-six apertures connected together, forming a pattern of runes.

In the past, Chen Fei’s true self had also perfected the Great Thunder Sword and formed such rune patterns, but at that time, he seemed to have understood it vaguely.

Now, as the Demonic Lord Chen Fei looked again, he immediately recognized it as a thunder rune.

This thunder rune allowed the thirty-six apertures to unleash astonishing thunderous power.

With a faint smile, the Demonic Lord Chen Fei crushed several spiritual materials obtained from Ren Shitai, drawing a pure essence of Energy into his body.

Ren Shitai had reached the later stages of the Aperture Tempering realm and had been preparing some spiritual materials to break through to the Combined Aperture Tempering realm, which now benefitted Chen Fei.

Relying on this Qi, Chen Fei opened two new apertures beside the thirty-six existing ones, then made subtle adjustments to their connection.

“Hum!”

Ripples spread from Chen Fei’s Demonic Body, causing Xue Jiaoru and several women to be pressed against the corner by an irresistible force.

The thunderous gloss on Chen Fei’s body grew deeper, and the rune formed by the connection of the thirty-six apertures had transformed into a new thunder rune.

With the perspective of the Mountain Sea Realm, especially with the Purple Sky Stellar Technique perfected, modifying techniques of the Aperture Tempering realm was effortless.

Just the modification of two apertures significantly enhanced the power of the Great Thunder Sword.

Moments later, the dark clouds over Hundred Horn City dissipated.

Chen Fei’s courtyard was located in a remote part of Hundred Horn City, yet the onslaught of thunder had awakened the entire city.

They had no idea what had happened there to cause such a roar of thunder.

Xue Jiaoru and the other women looked at Chen Fei in disbelief, unable to articulate their feelings. With their experience, they had no words to describe the current situation.

Several miles away, Ning Junkang gripped Meng Zongping’s shoulder, suddenly looking ahead with furrowed brows.

Although they were quite far apart, the violent nature of the thunder was clearly felt.

Occasionally, Hundred Horn City would be struck by thunder, and those unlucky enough could be turned to ashes.

Ning Junkang glanced at the sky, where it seemed like rain might actually fall.

“Leader Ning, the person is right over there. I’ve already found out clearly,” Meng Zongping whispered beside him.

“Did you confirm it? There’s really only one man and a few women?” Ning Junkang lowered his head, asking Meng Zongping.

“Absolutely sure. Around the courtyard, I’ve also set up my surveillance, and there’s definitely no one else,” Meng Zongping affirmed, patting his chest.

“Good.”

Ning Junkang nodded. He had personally checked the injuries of his men, and being in Hundred Horn City meant that even in case of an unexpected event, he could still escape in time.

Before the time it took to finish a cup of tea had passed, Ning Junkang and Meng Zongping stood on the eaves, overlooking the courtyard ahead.

Faintly, Ning Junkang could still hear laughter and the shy voices of women coming from the courtyard.

“How joyful they are, hmph!”

Ning Junkang snorted coldly and vanished from where he stood. To kill someone and then dare to revel here—this was treating him and his gang as if they were nothing!

“Boom!”

With the Wind Demon Sword in hand, Ning Junkang smashed through the wall of the house and burst into the room.

Xue Jiaoru and the other women instinctively screamed in shock. Only Chen Fei, with calm composure, straightened up and casually used a blanket to cover the bodies of Xue Jiaoru and the others.

At that moment, the tip of Ning Junkang’s Wind Demon Sword was already pressed against the back of Chen Fei’s heart. In the next moment, it would pierce through Chen Fei’s heart.

“Zi!”

The thunderous roar sounded, and Ning Junkang’s whole body stiffened. His elemental energy suddenly became uncontrollable and chaotic.

Ning Junkang’s eyes widened in shock. Before he could react, his entire arm suddenly seared with pain, and he was sent flying backward. He crashed through several courtyard walls before finally coming to a stop.

Chen Fei casually tossed away Ning Junkang’s arm from the Wind Demon Sword and then waved the sword in a somewhat disdainful manner, furrowing his brow slightly.

It was just an ordinary mid-grade spiritual weapon, but its foundation was much better than the Qianyuan Sword from before.

“I can elevate the Qianyuan Sword to a high-grade spiritual treasure. How about I elevate you to a high-grade spiritual treasure as well?”

Chen Fei gently stroked the sword’s blade, causing it to tremble slightly before emitting a thunderous sword cry.

Ning Junkang struggled to his feet in the courtyard, clutching his right arm, unwilling to even glance at Chen Fei in the distance. Without hesitation, he frantically ran towards the position of Xuanhe Gang.

This was no longer the aura of the Aperture Tempering realm; from his energy, Chen Fei clearly appeared to be in the mid-stage of the Aperture Tempering realm.

But his combat power far surpassed that of the mid-stage of the Aperture Tempering realm, leaving Ning Junkang, also at the mid-stage of the Aperture Tempering realm, without any strength to fight back.

On the roof, Meng Zongping had initially expected to witness Ning Junkang wreaking havoc, but when he looked up, he saw Ning Junkang flying backward, his right arm torn apart.

Meng Zongping was so frightened that his soul almost fled his body.

He was about to flee when suddenly a powerful suction force pulled him into the courtyard. There was no room for resistance, and he found himself dragged into the midst.

“Guard this place for me. Don’t let anyone harm these lovely ladies, understand?” Chen Fei looked down at Meng Zongping.

“Yes, yes!” Meng Zongping nodded frantically, already forgetting any sense of brotherly loyalty at this moment.

What could be more important than his own life?

Chen Fei let out a hearty laugh, transforming into thunder and following closely behind Ning Junkang. With someone to lead the way, he didn’t need to go searching one by one.

Ning Junkang burst forth at his utmost speed and finally returned to Xuanhe Gang.

Chu Wentao and Kang Boyuan were deep in conversation with Dong Dexue when they suddenly saw Ning Junkang, with his arm severed, rushing in disarray. Their faces immediately turned grim.

“What’s going on?” Chu Wentao swiftly moved to Ning Junkang’s side, his voice heavy.

“I…!”

“Is everyone here? Is anyone still missing?”

Before Ning Junkang could finish, Chen Fei appeared on the roof, looking down at Chu Wentao and the others from a commanding height.