Translator: AnubisTL
After A Fei ran far away, the mountain where the cave was located stopped collapsing.
After a brief silence, a crimson light shot out from the pile of rubble, carrying several boulders as tall as a person. These boulders couldn't withstand the impact of the crimson spiritual power and disintegrated in mid-air.
After the light flashed, a disheveled figure appeared. At this moment, Qiu Tian's robe was wrinkled and torn, his hair was disheveled, and his face was twisted in a terrifying expression. He squinted his eyes, scanning the pile of rubble. Having been outsmarted by a mere Qi Refining Realm ant due to his carelessness, he couldn't help but roar in anger.
After roaring a few times, he waved his hands, pushing aside the boulders to search for Gu Feng's figure.
He had entered the secret realm mainly to obtain the mysterious treasure on Gu Feng's body. As for avenging Qiu Ze, that was just a side task. Whether Gu Feng was alive or dead, he had to find him.
Boom—
He swung the mountain wall, unleashing terrifying power, effortlessly lifting massive boulders.
Suddenly, he spotted a piece of plain cloth, the same color as what Gu Feng was wearing. His heart stirred, and he worked even harder.
Sure enough, after moving a few more boulders, Gu Feng's figure finally appeared.
"Hahaha, I've finally found you."
At this moment, Gu Feng's breath was weak, his eyes tightly closed, and his chest was covered in dried blood. He looked as if he was on the verge of death.
Qiu Tian didn't doubt it because while Gu Feng was recklessly charging at him, he had been continuously punching Gu Feng's back with all his might.
Each punch was imbued with martial intent, ferocious and unstoppable. Even a Postnatal Realm fifth-layer cultivator, fully defending themselves, would likely not emerge unscathed from such an attack.
Gu Feng was merely a Qi Refining Realm cultivator. The fact that he was still breathing was already a miracle. Qiu Tian didn't bother to consider whether Gu Feng's near-death state could be faked.
He quickly walked up to Gu Feng, grabbed his hair, and dragged him out of the rubble.
Seeing that Gu Feng showed no reaction, Qiu Tian frowned, took off his storage ring, and used a secret technique to erase Gu Feng's mark on it. He opened it to take a look.
His frown deepened. Aside from some food, there was nothing else in the storage ring.
Unwilling to give up, Qiu Tian emptied the contents of the storage ring onto the ground and searched through them several times. Finding no trace of the treasure he sought, he angrily threw the storage ring aside.
Standing there, he pondered for a moment, then had an idea and began to search Gu Feng's body.
He bent over, half-squatting on the ground, first brushing aside Gu Feng's hair, then checking behind his ears, his neck, chest, and waist. After a thorough search yielded nothing, his brows furrowed even tighter.
The next moment, he took out a Soul Recovery Pill and placed it in Gu Feng's mouth, intending to wake him up and then torture him to extract the location of the mysterious treasure.
At this point, Qiu Tian had completely let his guard down. He pried open Gu Feng's mouth with one hand and held a green pill between two fingers. Perhaps because Gu Feng seemed completely unconscious, he directly pushed the pill to the back of Gu Feng's throat.
However, the situation suddenly changed. Just as Qiu Tian was about to withdraw his fingers, Gu Feng, who had been unconscious, abruptly opened his eyes, revealing a mocking glint.
Crack—
Two rows of white teeth suddenly clamped down, and with immense biting force, Qiu Tian's two fingers were severed.
The excruciating pain was like a sharp sword cutting through his nerves, causing his brain to momentarily blank out.
As he struggled to pull out his two fingers, his other hand gathered a terrifying attack.
"Roar—"
At that moment, a terrifying sound wave erupted from Gu Feng's chest, blasting into Qiu Tian's ears, making his eardrums numb and causing dizziness.
Before he could react, a black whip struck his forehead with a solid thud!
"Ah—"
The soul-rending pain made Qiu Tian scream out in agony, and the attack he had been gathering instantly dissipated.
His reaction was not slow. In the first instant, he forcibly pulled out the two fingers from Gu Feng's mouth, kicked off the ground, and retreated rapidly.
However, he still underestimated Gu Feng. Having finally seized this opportunity, Gu Feng was not about to let it go.
Gu Feng sprang up from the ground, quickly resetting his previously dislocated arm, and swung his iron fist directly at Qiu Tian's face.
Qiu Tian felt as if his face had been struck by a brick of steel. His features twisted together, and a warm liquid uncontrollably flowed from his nose.
He was horrified, realizing that he had once again fallen into Gu Feng's trap due to his carelessness.
The storm of attacks landed on him, and Qiu Tian could only block and retreat, his steps chaotic.
Gu Feng's punches were too heavy, often coming from angles that defied belief. Even though Qiu Tian still retained two layers of his Innate Body in this secret realm, he felt as if his bones were being shattered, making it difficult to defend.
What was even more outrageous was that in Gu Feng's punches, he sensed a fusion of speed and power, a sign that martial intent was beginning to manifest.
This made him even more horrified. Gu Feng was only at the Qi Refining Realm, yet he already understood the principle of fusing speed and power. If he were to break through to the Postnatal Realm, wouldn't he directly comprehend martial intent?
Throughout the history of Cloud Prefecture, those who mastered martial intent at the Postnatal Realm were as rare as phoenix feathers, and all became famous figures in Cloud Prefecture's history. Had Gu Feng already reached such a level?
Qiu Tian, being a master of the Innate Realm, had a sharp eye. Gu Feng's current state was exactly as he had imagined, rapidly increasing the fusion of speed and power while attacking.
This was a method Zhu Qingyan had explained to Gu Feng when discussing martial intent, but Gu Feng, thinking himself invincible at his level, had not delved deeply into it.
Today, encountering Qiu Tian, a formidable enemy, had awakened Gu Feng's martial talent, and he tried to fuse speed and power, achieving extraordinary results.
"Low-level martial artists have a misconception. They always think that the faster the speed, the stronger the power, and they instinctively use the method of increasing punching speed to enhance the power of their punches.
In a sense, the faster the speed, the stronger the power. However, what they don't realize is that in the process of accelerating, they have already lost some of their power, greatly reducing the force of their punches..."
Zhu Qingyan's words echoed in Gu Feng's mind, and his eyes grew brighter. His punches gradually slowed down, but the force behind them grew stronger.
Originally, his punches could only be described as heavy and powerful, but now they carried a sharp, unstoppable momentum.
Such a person was too terrifying, growing too fast. In less than a year after joining the Sunset Glow Sect, he had risen from the first layer of Body Refinement to the high level of Qi Refining.
Due to the unique nature of Gu Feng's Myriad Tribulations Physique, Qiu Tian couldn't determine his true cultivation realm. However, he believed that Gu Feng was infinitely close to the peak of Qi Refining.
If Gu Feng were to undergo the Thunder Tribulation and break through to the Postnatal Realm, the consequences would be disastrous.
Qiu Tian's heart was in turmoil. Today, even if he didn't get the mysterious treasure on Gu Feng's body, he had to kill Gu Feng in the cradle of his growth.
He gave up part of his defense and began to reorganize his attack.
However, Gu Feng, with his focus sharper than ever, had already noticed this. The Soul Shattering Whip appeared in his hand, and he lashed it towards Qiu Tian's forehead.
Ah~~~
Qiu Tian let out another scream without a doubt, and his gathered attack dissipated.
His face was filled with horror, his pupils contracted, and he stared fixedly at the pitch-black whip. The indescribable pain forced him to divert some of his attention to keep track of the whip's position.
A smug smile appeared on Gu Feng's lips, and his relentless punches surged forward like waves once again.
(End of the Chapter)
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