“What is this power? To cause even Nascent Soul realm experts to get crushed to the ground?” bystanders were astonished.

So was Hong Jimin. The shame that he felt for kneeling in front of his opponent was too much to bear.

The old man stood in front of Hong Jimin and looked at Liu Feng with interest.

“I did not think that a remnant of the past would still have any significance today. It seems like I have to help out my masters in annihilating you to the fullest.” saying this, the old man lurched forward towards Liu Feng.

“You old brute, if you want to fight, then this old woman will face you, Hong Yi.” the matriarch defended the attack and pushed Hong Yi back.

“There are three of us. Even if there are two xiantian experts on your side, this is still a battle that you are destined to lose. You should just give up now.” the only one who had been immobile till now spoke up.

“Do you think that I would be here, standing still when my grand child is being bullied by a bunch of old men from the capital? Come! I will also see what the Hong family has to offer.” Liu Hong’s voice came.

Liu Hong landed in middle of the battle field and he pointed his sword towards the last remaining old man.

“Do you think that a mere pseudo Xiantian realm cultivator can match a real one? Quit dreaming.” the old man scoffed.

“But I will be able to stop you until they are done.” Liu Hong smiled.

Almost instantly, the two men disappeared from where they were, and the fight took to the skies. Liu Feng saw these people use their Qi to just propel themselves up, and he was incensed.

Just a few more months, and he would get to that position as well.

But he put that aside. All the Xiantian realm experts were occupied, but there was one more person that he had to take care of.

Hong Jimin. He was at the peak of the Nascent Soul realm. He broke free from the suppression of the Yuan principle within minutes, and looked at Liu Feng fuming with anger.

“How dare you insult me like that? I will murder you!” he shouted, and rushed towards Liu Feng.

Shing!

A sharp light blasted towards Hong Jimin. He raised his palm, and a flowery petal stood in the way of the light. Still, the light just cut through the sword petal, and just went straight for Hong Jimin.

“Such impudence!” Hong Jimin shouted and he just raised his hands to dispel the light with the most crude and overbearing method possible.

He just struck the light away with his Qi, and it flew away, hitting the buildings and roads beside him.

“You bastard. I left you alone because you were Ki’er’s brother, but it looks like I have to teach you a good lesson.” he glared at Ji Riyal.

Suddenly, frost appeared at his feet. He was frozen in place, and couldn’t move.

Another sword light was rushing towards him with the same speed, but at the moment that he was supposed to defend, Liu Feng smiled and snapped his fingers.

The Yuan Principle reappeared, stronger than ever. He hesitated for a split second, and that second cost him. The sharp light was rushing towards Hong Jimin with such speed and force that it looked like it could tear him apart.

But when the sword energy connected, what happened confused both of them. The sword energy just bounced off of his body.

“He has a good armor. I forgot that we were dealing with a spoilt brat here.” Liu Feng realized. It was a missed opportunity.

Now, Hong Jimin’s eyes were red with anger. He was faced with two who were obviously weaker than him, but they were forcing him into a desperate situation.

He summoned his sword from his spatial ring. Just by looking at it, one could tell that it was a good sword. Crafted with the best materials, it looked like it was a sword meant for a king.

“The Hong family took out one of its imperial weapons for a snotty brat in the Nascent Soul realm? Is he really the future of your stupid family?” the matriarch was also attracted by this sudden display.

“So you should know that no matter what happens, today, young master will be having some fun today.” the old man she was battling with, Hong Yi, smiled crookedly.

Liu Feng took one look at this weapon and knew that he had to pull out all of his big guns. He took out his ethereal spear.

“Blue Dragon Spear Art! Blue Dragon breaks through hell!” Liu Feng shouted, and his spear went flying towards Hong Jimin at a terrifying speed.

“You are just in the third layer of the Nascent soul stage, and you dared to go against me? It looks like you are tired of living. I will see how you manage to leave here alive.” Hong Jimin looked at him leisurely.

He swung his sword lightly, and a huge wave just sent Liu Feng’s spear flying, and him along with it. This was too much for him to handle.

Trying to defeat someone who was one or two minor realms above him was one thing, but trying to surmount six levels, when every single one of them was almost impossible to surmount, was going to be tough.

At this moment, he felt a tinge of pain.

“No. I will not lose. I will not dare lose. I will win every battle. I will not lose a single more. Let us see what will happen. I can push my limits.” Liu Feng willed himself.

A golden hue appeared around him. It was the Undefeatable Dao.

He felt stronger and had a renewed energy filling his body. Pointing his spear towards Hong Jimin, he sneered.

“Come then. Let me see what you got left.”

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