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第三千三百四十二章 针锋相对

Under the盛名之下无虚士, the strength of the Feng brothers cannot be underestimated.

Lin Xuan pondered in his heart as Xing'er's voice continued to echo in his ears:

"Fortunately, after this incident, the Feng brothers have become much more discreet. They've turned into skittish birds, and haven't been seen in cultivation circles for quite some time."

"Many people breathed a sigh of relief, but things aren't over yet."

"Or rather, even greater dangers are brewing. Innumerable years later, the Feng brothers re-emerged on the scene, and astonishingly, both have become old monsters at the Transcendence stage..."

Xing'er swallowed her saliva. As an advanced Spirit Cultivator, she had also tried to break through to the Transcendence realm.

But it was utterly useless; she couldn't even find a way in.

People like her were countless throughout the Three Realms, and it wasn’t exaggerated to say they were everywhere.

The transition from Spirit Stage to Transcendence stage was already extremely difficult.

The Feng brothers’ simultaneous advancement was even more incredible.

When the two were still at the Spirit Stage, their ferocity had made them notorious. Now that they were Transcendence level cultivators, the shock was unimaginable.

Firstly, it cost a senior Transcendence cultivator who had previously chased after them his life.

Previously, he had forced the Feng brothers into a corner, but now the situation had reversed. These terrifying siblings had become equals with him.

Given their mysterious and powerful abilities, even in one-on-one combat, this senior might not be able to defeat them, especially since there were multiple opponents.

The outcome was obvious.

Facing these vastly changed Feng brothers, the senior cultivator had no chance at all. He resorted to a secret technique to save his life and escape but it proved futile.

His body disintegrated into nothingness as he fell to his death without even a chance to escape with his essence body.

"Oh?"

Lin Xuan was intrigued upon hearing this. In the Three Realms, although there were many powerful cultivators, according to Xing'er's description, the Feng brothers clearly stood out among them.

These siblings were indeed bold enough to disrupt the Rain Mist Business Alliance. He wondered if they would still be alive after this encounter.

A sardonic smile played on Lin Xuan’s lips as he decided to observe their actions first before making a decision!

"Ha!"

Just as his thoughts turned, a loud roar echoed in his ears.

The attack from earlier had been ineffective, and the Business Alliance Elder in charge of this area was enraged. He was already an Ancient Demon Saint, known for his explosive temper.

He no longer held back, his demonic aura surging as he transformed into his demon form.

Crackling sounds filled the air as his body rapidly grew, the dark mist surrounding him thickening and swirling.

Moments later, a demon clad in scales appeared before their eyes.

The armor resembled fish scales, while strange and mysterious demonic patterns emerged on his skin.

He had antlers like those of an antelope, and behind his movements, ripples seemed to form in the void.

A terrifying aura permeated the air.

Indeed, as an Ancient Demon Saint, after transforming into his demon form, he emitted a power that was nearly half stronger than before.

"I will bury you here today, Feng brothers."

A deep, resonant voice echoed through the air.

The ancient demon stretched out a hand and a thunderous sound filled the area. A simple-looking bronze spear appeared in his palm, emitting a shimmering light with black electric arcs swirling around it.

"Hmph, such arrogance! Let me see what you can do."

The elder Feng brother's eyes gleamed as he roared.

His entire body exuded a putrid aura, revealing his original form of an ancient Corpse King.

Originally tall and robust, his skin had lost its luster, turning grayish-white. Thick, matted hair grew from his body, with sharp fangs protruding and nails extending to the length of a foot, razor-sharp.

The entire transformation took only an inch or so.

The ancient demon's eyes flashed with determination; he would not allow this opponent to transform calmly.

"Ha!"

He roared, hurling the bronze spear at them.

A flash of strange light appeared as the spear vanished.

In the next moment, it reappeared before the Feng brothers.

Teleportation!

Such a secret technique was insignificant for Transcendence cultivators but impressive when used on treasures.

It provided an element of surprise and could potentially injure even peers if they weren’t careful.

So close, there was no place to hide!

The initial reaction of the siblings was already slow.

However, neither showed any fear.

Then, something incredible happened.

The ancient Corpse King raised his hand, creating a series of dark black claws that surrounded him in an attempt to block the incoming attacks with his own talons.

He underestimated them!

"Insolent!"

The ancient demon was enraged. He knew his abilities well; this bronze spear was his命魂宝物, forged from meteoric iron.

It was not only incredibly hard but also weighed immeasurably. A single strike could slice through the void. How foolish to think of blocking it with bare hands?

He would pay for his underestimation.

A sinister look appeared on the ancient demon's face as he clutched both hands together, a thunderous sound filling the air.

Electric arcs swirled around the spear’s surface before converging into a dark black demonic serpent.

With fangs bared, it lunged forward with an open maw.

"Trivial tricks!"

The ancient Corpse King's expression remained calm as he emitted a mental command. The clawing sounds became more intense and converged in the center of the light.

In the circle of light, a white-tufted tiger materialized.

Although its form was somewhat blurry, it exuded an extremely fierce demeanor. It immediately opened its maw, spewing out a blazing-white beam while striking with both front paws.

But the Ancient Demon Saint was not easily intimidated. The demonic serpent did not back down, emitting black electric arcs as it fought fiercely against the tiger.

For a moment, neither side seemed to gain an advantage.

However, this battle mattered little; if you could block the demon serpent, how would you dodge my命魂法宝?

The sharp attacks were already close.

The bronze spear was less than three feet from the ancient Corpse King.

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