Chapter 49: Leaving Now Is Too Early

Chapter 49: Leaving Now Is Too Early

Xiao Xuanwu stepped forward, his aura growing increasingly condensed and powerful.

"Senior Brother Zhao, let me take this one," the blue-robed girl suddenly spoke to Zhao Kuang.

"Very well. Then I’ll let Junior Sister have a turn, so this trip isn’t wasted," Zhao Kuang replied after a brief thought, his formidable aura immediately receding.

Xiao Xuanwu frowned slightly but said nothing.

The blue-robed girl also possessed a top-tier Saint-Grade Divine Trait and had reached the Eleventh Transformation of the Body Forging Realm, making her an exceptional opponent.

"I’ll be your opponent. Any objections?" The blue-robed girl covered her mouth with a light laugh as she stared at Xiao Xuanwu.

"Please," Xiao Xuanwu replied impassively, his expression unchanging.

His aura surged, growing even more oppressive. A series of thunderous roars erupted from within his body as the power of his Heavenly Apex Sacred Body awakened.

In an instant, Xiao Xuanwu’s bronze-like skin gleamed with a radiance as dazzling as tempered steel—domineering, sharp, and overwhelmingly powerful. His eyes shone with divine light, as if containing an unstoppable force capable of crushing everything in its path.

Chen Feng’s pupils contracted slightly, his heart stirring with shock.

During Yuan Hualong’s celebration, Xiao Xuanwu had made a move, but he hadn’t activated the power of his Heavenly Apex Sacred Body.

No one expected it to be this astonishing.

And this was only a fraction of the Heavenly Apex Sacred Body’s might.

After all, Xiao Xuanwu’s cultivation was still only at the Body Forging Realm, and his development of the Sacred Body’s potential remained limited.

Of course, this wasn’t unique to Xiao Xuanwu. Others who possessed divine traits were the same.

As they continuously unlocked the potential of their divine traits, they would grow increasingly stronger.

Even a Spirit-Grade Divine Trait, when fully developed, could wield terrifying power.

With Xiao Xuanwu unleashing the might of his Heavenly Apex Sacred Body, all eyes turned to him—including those of Chixingzi and the three Quasi-Saints from the Tianyuan Sacred Land.

The black-clad young man stood with his hands behind his back, his expression cold and arrogant, his gaze sharp.

Zhao Kuang, meanwhile, wore a faint smile of interest, his eyes alight with battle intent.

The blue-robed girl’s face flickered with surprise before she decisively activated her own divine trait.

A surge of Blood Light erupted from her body, enveloping her in an instant. Then, an astonishing, bone-chilling cold spread outward in all directions.

The air around her froze, forming wisps of frost.

Everyone could see that this was a Bloodline Divine Trait—one that wielded the power of ice.

Boom!

Xiao Xuanwu’s gaze sharpened, his black hair fluttering. He clenched his fist, and countless rays of light converged around it, forming what seemed like a gauntlet—dense and awe-inspiring.

He threw a punch, its momentum earth-shaking.

The force behind that fist was terrifying, as if it could obliterate anything in its path, unstoppable and indomitable.

It carried an overwhelming dominance, impossible to evade, as though it could shatter mountains and rivers into dust.

Heavenly Apex Fist Technique: Shatter Mountains and Rivers!

The blue-robed girl stood wreathed in tendrils of frost, her eyes tinged with a faint icy blue.

In an instant, she unleashed a flurry of palm strikes, each carrying her full strength. Wherever her palms passed, the air froze into particles of frost, spreading toward Xiao Xuanwu's overwhelmingly domineering and razor-sharp punch.

One after another, the Frost Palm Strikes were shattered, yet more surged forth, ultimately dissolving Xiao Xuanwu's punch into nothingness.

Xiao Xuanwu's expression remained unchanged.

A person possessing a top-tier Saint-Grade Divine Trait was not so easily dealt with.

With a sudden burst of energy, he launched a barrage of punches, each strike seemingly capable of shattering mountains and rivers, carrying unparalleled ferocity as they ruthlessly bombarded the Blue-Robed Girl.

The Blue-Robed Girl flitted about with ethereal grace, her steps incredibly nimble as she continuously countered with her palms. Each strike radiated an icy force, freezing the surroundings as frost spread in all directions, turning the area into a sheet of white. Even the ground seemed to freeze beneath her power.

Xiao Xuanwu could feel the invasive chill growing stronger, slightly hindering his movements.

"Perfect opportunity!"

The Blue-Robed Girl appeared behind Xiao Xuanwu, a trace of cunning flashing in her eyes. Her hands danced like fluttering butterflies as an even more terrifying cold emanated from them, and she immediately struck toward his back.

Yet, in that instant, Xiao Xuanwu spun around, his eyes blazing with an intense light.

Boom!

Heavenly Apex Fist Technique: Falling Star!

A terrifying punch, unleashing every ounce of his power, shattered everything in its path.

The cunning in the Blue-Robed Girl's eyes turned to shock.

She had thought she was weaving a net, gradually weakening and suppressing him before seizing the moment to deliver a decisive blow. But he had seen through it all, pretending to be weakened until the critical moment when he erupted with a counterattack.

It was as if the hunter had become the hunted.

Caught off guard, the Blue-Robed Girl had no choice but to endure Xiao Xuanwu's punch head-on.

The overwhelming force struck like a monstrous beast collapsing a mountain. With a deafening explosion, she was sent flying backward, her palms trembling violently as if her bones were about to shatter.

In contrast, Xiao Xuanwu stood composed and unruffled.

"Lan Shimei, let me handle this." Just as the Blue-Robed Girl, unwilling to concede, was about to attack again, an arrogant and cold voice rang out.

Immediately, a young man clad in black battle armor shuddered slightly as strands of dark light surged from his body, enveloping him like an unquenchable black flame.

A terrifying, scorching heat radiated from the black, flame-like glow, distorting the surrounding air.

The intense heat seemed capable of melting steel with ease.

Within a three-meter radius, it was nearly impossible for anyone to approach.

Sensing the overwhelming heat, Xiao Xuanwu's expression grew grave.

Boom!

Without another word, the black-armored young man took a step forward, charging at Xiao Xuanwu like a streak of black light. His fist, wreathed in blazing dark energy, shot forward with tangible force.

Fist like a falling star!

Xiao Xuanwu's eyes flashed with brilliance as he threw a punch without hesitation.

Fist against fist!

A brutal collision!

The deafening impact of their fists clashing sent terrifying shockwaves rippling outward, domineering and relentless.

But gradually, Xiao Xuanwu found himself being pushed back, inch by inch.

This scene caused the faces of the Huntian Sect members to darken, their hearts sinking steadily.

Xiao Xuanwu possessed the top-tier Saint-Grade Divine Trait, the Heavenly Apex Sacred Body, with an immensely powerful physique. Yet now, there were signs of him being suppressed head-on by his opponent—utterly unbelievable.

If Xiao Xuanwu were to lose as well, wouldn’t the Huntian Sect once again be overshadowed by the Tianyuan Sacred Land this time?

As for Chen Feng, the sect master and elders of the Huntian Sect had long been aware of his circumstances. To some extent, he was merely brought along to make up the numbers. Even Ye Yunqi could be considered half a filler, while Xiao Xuanwu was the true main force.

After all, for someone with only comprehension but no other divine traits to contend against a peerless genius with a top-tier Saint-Grade Divine Trait—it was simply too difficult.

The black-clad young man’s hair billowed wildly, dark radiance swirling around him like raging flames. The black light on his fists intensified to its peak, resembling a dark star plummeting from the sky as it smashed ruthlessly toward Xiao Xuanwu.

Xiao Xuanwu also unleashed his full power, his eyes blazing with fury, every ounce of his strength poured forth as he pushed his Heavenly Apex Sacred Body to its limits.

BOOM!

The ultimate clash—the final collision. Amidst the chaotic explosion of light, Xiao Xuanwu staggered backward, step after step.

In contrast, the black-clad young man stood completely unmoved.

The difference in strength was clear at a glance.

This sight instantly cast a shadow over the Huntian Sect’s side.

"Hahahaha…!" Chixingzi burst into laughter, the sound piercingly harsh within the Huntian Palace.

Xiao Xuanwu’s fists trembled slightly, an uncontrollable flicker of desolation flashing in his eyes.

He had lost.

Against a peer of the same level, both possessing top-tier Saint-Grade Divine Traits—he had actually lost.

The blow struck straight to his heart.

"It seems your Huntian Sect truly grows weaker with each generation…" Chixingzi spoke after his laughter, his face full of mockery and disdain, utterly unbridled. "What a disappointment. Well, it seems there’s no need for my Tianyuan Sacred Land to come next year."

"Let’s go."

With that, Chixingzi turned to the three Quasi-Saints of the Tianyuan Sacred Land.

As for Chen Feng—he was truly ignored.

"Wait." A sharp voice suddenly rang out, like a divine sword cutting through the air. It was Wang Yuandao, his gaze fixed on Chixingzi. "Leaving now is far too early."

Countless eyes instantly turned toward Wang Yuandao, brows furrowing in confusion and surprise.