Dragon God Supreme

Chapter 290: Chapter 290: The Art of Mind Distraction Chapter 290: Chapter 290: The Art of Mind Distraction An hour had passed, just an hour, and Feng Wuchen had already arrived at the Divine Valley mountain range.

Seeing that it was Feng Wuchen, none of the generals from the four major empires dared to stop him; their faces even showed a hint of reverence.

Within the forest, Feng Wuchen moved through the trees as nimbly as a monkey.

“Swoosh swoosh swoosh!”

Feng Wuchen’s speed was astonishing. He displayed his instant movement technique, his figure flashing repeatedly before vanishing in the blink of an eye into the dense woods.

In the heart of Divine Valley, sensing the Dragon Clan’s bloodline within Feng Wuchen’s body, hundreds of fierce beasts fled in terror, heading towards the ruins of the Qilin Clan’s palace as if it were their sanctuary.

In less than a minute, Feng Wuchen had already appeared above Spirit Lake, which was covered by a vast expanse of mist, shrouded in mystery.

He slowly descended to the surface of Spirit Lake, lightly stepping on it like a dragonfly touching water, causing ripples to spread out.

The immense Spiritual Energy from Spirit Lake converged frantically towards Feng Wuchen, forcefully entering his body.

“Spirit Lake’s Spiritual Energy is still so vast!” Feng Wuchen said with a grin, “This is the only way! Let’s absorb some Spiritual Energy to test it out.”

“Hum hum!”

The True Yuan within his body was wildly stimulated, and a terrifying power erupted, causing Spirit Lake to tremble violently. The waters churned, and the fog was dispersed, revealing the true face of Spirit Lake.

Spirit Lake was crystal clear to the bottom. At that moment, a whirlpool suddenly appeared on the lake’s surface, and from within the whirlpool, a long fearsome beast leapt up from the lake–it was the Flying Sky Azure Python encountered before.

The Flying Sky Azure Python had now reached the Fifth Layer of the Tianyuan Realm, having been cultivating in Spirit Lake all this while, its advancement startling.

Just as Feng Wuchen thought to absorb the Spiritual Energy, he was first stunned, then smiled and said, “Long time no see, Flying Sky Azure Python. Your cultivation has improved quite fast, much faster than that of human geniuses.”

The Flying Sky Azure Python seemed to understand Feng Wuchen’s words and nodded its enormous head slightly.

“You’ve come at the right time, help me with something. Have the fierce beasts of Divine Valley find some heavenly and earthly treasures for me, I urgently need to break through to the Third Layer of the Tianyuan Realm!” Feng Wuchen said smilingly. The treasures of Divine Valley might not be of much help to the current Feng Wuchen in small quantities, but in large numbers, that was a different matter.

With a flap of its wings, the Flying Sky Azure Python shot out, its speed so fast that it startled Feng Wuchen.

Feng Wuchen continued to stimulate his True Yuan, beginning to absorb the massive Spiritual Energy of Spirit Lake.

The fierce beasts of Divine Valley had also begun to scatter all over the valley, searching for heavenly and earthly treasures for Feng Wuchen.

Feng Wuchen absorbed Spiritual Energy frantically, his body swelling up like a balloon, filled with immense Spiritual Energy.

Feng Wuchen’s face contorted, clearly in great discomfort as he said with effort, “Let’s see just how powerful the Evil Dragon’s technique of splitting the Primordial Spirit is.”

“Splitting the Primordial Spirit!”

Enduring the painful swelling of his body, Feng Wuchen formed hand seals and ultimately brought his hands together, shouting loudly.

In an instant, twelve illusory figures of Feng Wuchen condensed in all directions.

These figures were not clones nor illusions; they were Feng Wuchen’s Primordial Spirits!

Feng Wuchen’s Primordial Spirit split into twelve!

“Only twelve?” Feng Wuchen paused, then said with slight disappointment, “Well, being able to split into twelve Primordial Spirits is not bad. With twelve Primordial Spirits cultivating together, the speed should not disappoint me.”

The technique of splitting the Primordial Spirit was a tremendously powerful technique, and for Feng Wuchen, being in the Tianyuan Realm and able to split into twelve was already commendable.

Had it been someone else, they might not have been able to split even two Primordial Spirits.

Usually one cultivates with only one Primordial Spirit absorbing energy, but now with twelve Primordial Spirits, it meant that twelve Feng Wuchens were cultivating at the same time. The speed of cultivation was terrifying to even contemplate.

Taking a deep breath, Feng Wuchen circulated the Supreme Dragon God Decision and began to absorb the immense Spiritual Energy within his body.

At the same time, all twelve Primordial Spirits also refined and absorbed Spiritual Energy.

Twelve Primordial Spirits, plus Feng Wuchen’s own Primordial Spirit, made thirteen in total!

Under the frenzied refinement and absorption, Feng Wuchen’s eyes widened to the extreme.

The speed of cultivation was frightening; Feng Wuchen’s swollen body visibly shrank down at a rate visible to the naked eye, deflating like a punctured balloon as the massive Spiritual Energy inside was absorbed completely within moments.

“This… this is too fast, isn’t it?” Feng Wuchen’s face was filled with shock, his mouth agape. He himself couldn’t believe such unimaginable, terrifying speed.

Had anyone been present, they might have been scared senseless.

While Feng Wuchen was shocked, his stiff face gradually showed ecstatic joy, and he eventually burst into excited laughter.

With such a terrifying speed of cultivation, Feng Wuchen’s breakthrough to the Third Layer of the Tianyuan Realm was just a matter of time!

“The technique of splitting the Primordial Spirit truly didn’t disappoint me!” Feng Wuchen was extremely excited, his smile radiating brilliantly.

While Feng Wuchen was thrilled, hundreds of fierce beasts from Divine Valley had already brought over various heavenly and earthly treasures to him, amounting to over a thousand in total.

The beasts laid down the treasures and left, not daring to disturb Feng Wuchen or to be presumptuous in his presence.

“Hum hum!”

Feng Wuchen once again stimulated his True Yuan. Spirit Lake trembled again, the formidable energy spreading out, and hundreds of treasures on the lakeside all flew over to him.

Feng Wuchen flashed into the center of the Spirit Lake, and in an instant, twelve Primordial Spirits appeared.

Feng Wuchen sat cross-legged on the surface of the lake, with the twelve Primordial Spirits simultaneously sitting down in sync, surrounding him from all directions.

A multitude of heavenly treasures floated around the twelve avatars, serving as resources to aid in cultivation. The true resource for cultivation, however, was the Spiritual Energy of the vast Spirit Lake!

Suppressing the wild joy in his heart, Feng Wuchen took out the Earth Heart Sacred Lotus and swallowed it in one gulp, then started to cultivate using the Supreme Dragon God Decision once again, with all twelve Primordial Spirits cultivating alongside him.

In the center of the Spirit Lake, as Feng Wuchen and his twelve Primordial Spirits commenced their cultivation, massive amounts of Spiritual Energy crazily converged toward them, eventually forming a huge white vortex.

Feng Wuchen and his twelve Primordial Spirits were right in the middle of the vortex!

The ten-zhang-wide white vortex was formed by the condensation of Spiritual Energy from the Spirit Lake.

The sight of Spiritual Energy converging into a huge vortex was nothing short of shocking!

It was startling enough that the scene was shocking, but Feng Wuchen’s cultivation level was skyrocketing at a terrifying rate, as if he were riding a rocket.

The twelve Primordial Spirits wildly refined the Spiritual Energy, with True Yuan continuously pouring into Feng Wuchen’s Qi Sea.

The pure energy of thousands of heavenly treasures was also being crazily absorbed, with nearly one treasure consumed every minute. The immense and pure energy of the Earth Heart Sacred Lotus that Feng Wuchen had ingested was also being absorbed and refined at a frightening pace.

The sight of thirteen Feng Wuchens cultivating simultaneously was spectacular and terrifying. How frightening was this speed of cultivation?

All demon-like geniuses, all favored children of heaven, all top-tier prodigies, in front of Feng Wuchen, they couldn’t hold their heads high.

“Haha!” Unable to contain his excitement from the rapid increase in cultivation level, Feng Wuchen burst into laughter once again, experiencing a cultivation speed he had never felt before.

Overcome with ecstatic joy, Feng Wuchen confidently said, “Given the current terrifying speed of cultivation, I will definitely break through to the Third Layer of the Tianyuan Realm within ten days!”

The levels of the Tianyuan Realm required an enormous amount of power to break through. Who else could be so confident to claim a breakthrough within ten days like Feng Wuchen?

Even the top talents with transcendental powers on the Mainland wouldn’t dare to claim they could break through a whole level of cultivation within ten days!

The frightening speed of advancement made Feng Wuchen’s blood boil with excitement.

Taking a few deep breaths to suppress the wild joy in his heart, Feng Wuchen continued his frenzied cultivation, with the twelve Primordial Spirits continuing to wildly absorb the pure energy from the heavenly treasures.

However, while Feng Wuchen was deeply engrossed in his manic cultivation, the conflict that initiated between the Nangong family and the Fenglan Sect had already spread uproariously throughout Jiuzhou.

Beiming Kong and Murong Tian were eyeing the situation with covetous intent from the shadows.

The Nangong family and the Fenglan Sect had already summoned their powerful members, preparing for war.

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At the Fenglan Sect palace.

“Sect Master! The young Sect Master has returned!” A disciple rushed into the hall to report.

No sooner had the disciple finished his report, than Leng Qingfeng appeared in the hall with an icy face and eyes filled with raging fury and killing intent.

“Qingfeng!” Upon seeing Leng Qingfeng returning safe and sound, Leng Wuya finally breathed a sigh of relief, worried that something might have happened.

“Father! Send someone to track down Beiming Kong’s whereabouts immediately!” Leng Qingfeng ordered coldly, his terrible rage and fury stemming from Beiming Kong.

“Beiming Kong?” Leng Wuya and the other high-ranking members were astonished.

Wasn’t Beiming Kong supposed to have been killed by Feng Wuchen? Everyone in Jiuzhou knew that, so Leng Qingfeng should be privy to this as well.

Knowing this, why did Leng Qingfeng still have this question?

“Qingfeng, what’s wrong with you?” asked Leng Wuya worriedly, not noticing anything amiss with Leng Qingfeng.

“Beiming Kong is not dead!” Leng Qingfeng declared coldly, “In my battle with Feng Wuchen, we both suffered heavy losses, ending in a stalemate. That bastard took advantage of the situation, severely injured Feng Wuchen, and stole the Nine Layers Qiankun Tower!”

“What? Beiming Kong is still alive?” Hearing this, Leng Wuya and the others’ faces drained of color.

“Young Sect Master, are you sure you didn’t see wrong? Beiming Kong was killed by Feng Wuchen. Everyone in Jiuzhou knows that; he can’t possibly still be alive!” the protector asked in disbelief.

“He is still alive! And he has even broken through to the Fifth Layer of the Tianyuan Realm! Feng Wuchen can bear witness!” declared Leng Qingfeng emphatically.

“Wasn’t the Nine Layers Qiankun Tower taken by Murong Tian? Just before, we all saw the Qiankun Tower in Murong Tian’s hands, how could it possibly be Beiming Kong?” The Great Elder was immediately confused–who actually took the Nine Layers Qiankun Tower?

“Murong Tian?” Leng Qingfeng frowned.

Seeing Leng Qingfeng look unaware, Leng Wuya gravely asked, “Qingfeng, was it you who killed Nangong Jin?”

Leng Qingfeng shook his head and replied, “Nangong Jin was killed by Ling Xiaoxiao. Beiming Kong severely wounded both Feng Wuchen and me. How could we have killed Nangong Jin? Father, why do you ask this?”

Leng Wuya then related the news that had spread across Jiuzhou and also talked about the upcoming battle with the Nangong family in three days.

“During my fight with Feng Wuchen, Murong Tian wasn’t there at all. How could the Nine Layers Qiankun Tower end up in his hands? Could it be that he has been colluding with Beiming Kong in secret?” Leng Qingfeng speculated with furrowed brows.

“If Beiming Kong is still alive, this matter must be related to them. But with Murong Tian belonging to the Nangong family, how does stirring up strife benefit him?” wondered Leng Wuya with a frown.

Even if they suspected Murong Tian and Beiming Kong, the Nangong family might not believe them, nor would they believe that Beiming Kong was still alive.

Which meant that a great battle was still inevitable!