Spirit Vessel

Chapter 951: Power

“Brother Feng actually stopped a tenth-ranked demon treasure with his bare hand, maybe this is a merit law from an immemorial Buddhist sect?” Thirteenth almost jumped up.

Ninth and Huang Yuchang along with the other geniuses couldn’t believe it and stared at Feiyun in disbelief.

“This guy is better at speed than power. If he knew he’d lose, he would have run long ago instead of fighting.” Liu Suzi smiled while waving her paper fan.

“You’re saying that he can definitely beat Mo Taiqu?” Yuchang spoke without confidence.

How could a half-demon surpass a level and defeat a genius wielding a tenth-ranked demon treasure? Impossible.

She didn’t respond and looked to be pondering, tapping her fan on the jade table.

“Mi ma mou hong!” Feiyun changed an ancient mantra. His Buddhist aura intensified. The silkworms floating in the air seemed to be alive and issued hymns.

Mo Taiqu glared at Feiyun and threatened: “Hand over your Buddhist manual and I will leave your corpse intact.” 

He could see the power of the Buddhist domain. Obtaining it would be far more beneficial than killing Feiyun.

On another floating island, an old monk was covered in a bright glow. His eyes looked like jewels as he spoke: “Young Benefactor, if you let me see your manual for just three days, I will guarantee that no one from Firmaments and the twelve domains will be able to touch you.”

His aura was monstrous, resembling a divine tree. The prodigies nearby became frozen as a result.

“This is one of the three grand monks from Xumi Ancient Temple, Monk Wulou. Rumor has it that he was already at the Heaven’s Emergence realm five thousand years ago yet he still wants Feiyun’s scripture? Maybe the guy really has an immemorial scripture.”

“Any of the scriptures back then are priceless.”

Feiyun knew that using this domain might cause quite a stir. However, he wasn’t afraid of old men trying to rob him.

First, they had qualms going against all the half-demons.

Next, Feiyun was a war monarch – a man of status.

Last and most importantly, they didn’t know the origin of his scripture because it might provoke a big shot.

“I apologize, this scripture belongs to my master, I cannot hand it to anyone.” Feiyun politely said.

Others confirmed that Feiyun had a master from an immemorial temple. The medial clans didn’t want to mess with such a big shot, let alone domain lords.

The most excited to hear this information were Lord Kong Hou and Lord Fu Ying. Liu Suzi’s camp was happy to see this too.

Though Feiyun didn’t reveal any detail about his master, the implication was there. Many old men stopped thinking about robbing him.

As for Monk Wulou, he still continued to observe from a distance, clearly not giving up.

“So what if your master is a sacred monk from the immemorial era, the rule of retribution remains. Since you killed my older brother, I have the right to kill you as an offering to him.” Mo Taiqu didn’t give either.

His spear exuded demonic rays along with a monstrous presence.

“Kingslayer!” He roared and the spear’s aura intensified. His island started sinking from the pressure.

“Bottle Seal.” Feiyun’s hands turned into two Buddhist bottles and crushed the power of the spear, killing Taiqu’s mount as well. It turned into a puddle of blood inside the armor.

Mo Taiqu had leaped up to dodge and propelled himself forward with his spear in front, aiming for Feiyun’s neck.

The latter’s arms were as hard as bronze as he parried the thrust. His arms felt a sharp pain as a result but Mo Taiqu was even more shocked.

An activated tenth-ranked weapon could pierce through ten thousand miles or destroy a falling meteor. This wasn’t enough to kill the half-demon?

“Rumble!” Feiyun wrestled in the air with the weapon, causing loud detonations and quakes.

People couldn’t believe it – how could this half-demon’s body be so tough?

Liu Suhong who has been looking down on Feiyun had a different expression now, feeling astounded.

“Inferno Domain!” Mo Taiqu decided to use his domain. Flames rushed out of his body and created a war field from hell – red bones, broken weapons, souls, rivers of blood…

He became stronger and a fiery dragon coursed through his spear, slamming into Feiyun’s Buddhist barrier. 

A crack appeared on the barrier so Feiyun’s eyes became serious. He quietly released his Phoenix God Domain. Tiny sparks came out of his pores.

Because Taiqu was using a fire domain while Feiyun’s Buddhist domain was extremely bright, no one spotted his second domain.

His flames began infiltrating Taiqu’s domain. Taiqu was the only one who noticed something wrong.

He found his movement stagnating while the temperature around him was gradually increasing. Eventually, even his armor started melting.

‘What the hell? Is my own domain attacking me? No, in that case, it should be internal spreading outward, not external.’ Nonetheless, he endured this strange phenomenon and channeled all of his energy into the weapon.

The image of a six-legged fire mouse appeared, eager to devour Feiyun’s Buddhist domain.

“Mo Taiqu is quite impressive to have such mastery over his fire domain. He’ll definitely be the future domain lord of Crimson Wood.” A daoist with a long, white beard sighed and said.

Another middle-aged man wearing a golden robe and a crest nodded: “The flames are hot enough to burn through the islands’ formations. It looked like he benefited from training on the battlefield. He might be top three in Celestial Territory, no longer just top ten.”

The daoist nodded and smiled: “Mo Linsheng is lucky to have such a capable son, how enviable.”

These spectators thought that the unbearable heat was coming from Mo Taiqu’s Inferno Domain. They had no idea that his armor was melting now and injuring him.

‘Shit, shit! I need to run!’ His flesh was burning despite being protected by his weapon’s energy. Even his blood was boiling and catching on fire.

Feiyun could tell that his opponent wanted to run and didn’t give the guy a chance. He used Swift Samsara and blocked the guy’s escape path. His hand turned into a phoenix claw for a direct slash.

Mo Taiqu used a powerful talisman to stop the claw. This talisman was comparable to a full-power attack from a fifth-level cultivator.

It crushed Feiyun’s phoenix claw and sent him ten meters back.

Taiqu didn’t stop and landed on the ground, gathering momentum beneath his feet in order to escape Feiyun’s domain.

“You’re not going anywhere!” Feiyun formed a seal with both hands and flames gathered into the image of a large phoenix.

It smashed onto Mo Taiqu’s back and caused devastating damage. The flesh was completely incinerated and turned into smoke.

The formations on the island couldn’t handle its power. Seven crumbled right away, only one was left to keep the island intact.