Realm: Qi Condensation (Eighth Layer)
Divine Power: Immortality
Jiang Feng felt the spiritual power inside his body surge and boil, a sense of clarity spread throughout every inch of him, the reach of his spiritual sense rising sharply, rushing through every corner of the corridor like a gust of wind.
Jiang Feng felt as if he could punch a hole through the passageway with one blow.
His mastery-level Fla Saber and Wind Control, strengthened by his upgraded abilities, seed to have leveled up as well—he could even see fire elents dancing around him.
He could grab hold of the wind with a stretch of his hand.
Gathering it in his palm, he ford a visible tornado.
With a re thought, any kind of magic could be instantly cast without complicated gestures or incantations.
"Fresh buns for sale!"
"Sharpening scissors!"
"Cotton carding!"
"Haircuts!"
Jiang Feng heard the voices from aboveground.
Originally, under the effect of the restriction array on the underground palace walls, Jiang Feng’s spiritual sense could not extend beyond the corridor, but now, after his breakthrough, he had beco an eighth-layer Qi Condensation cultivator.
Jiang Feng’s spiritual sense could now easily penetrate outside.
He could even, with just his ears, catch sounds from aboveground; even the faint wind inside the tunnel was now crystal clear.
"Shh-shh!"
At that mont, Jiang Feng heard the sound of sothing swiftly approaching.
It was the Cyan Snake Demon clan rushing this way.
Clearly, the fluctuation caused by the breakthrough mont ago was concealed from the loose cultivators and Divine Sect disciples, but not from the Cyan Snake Demon clan, who’d been lurking in the underground passages for years.
"Hmph!"
Jiang Feng sneered.
He vanished rapidly from where he stood, reappearing at the West City Gate, then flickered his figure several tis as if he’d truly left Dragon Capital.
With eighth-layer Qi Condensation power, Jiang Feng’s casual movent speed could rival his previous Three-legged Body Technique.
If he faced the Saintess again,
Jiang Feng was confident that even without the Dragon Bone Bow, he could shatter her Supre Sword Domain.
After he disappeared,
a green-robed elder appeared at the West City Gate, glancing around as if finding nothing, his mood heavy as he returned to the underground corridor.
The Divine Sect’s hunt for Jiang Feng was still going on.
But they couldn’t even find sixth-layer Qi Condensation Jiang Feng; now that he’d broken through and beco a formidable eighth-layer Qi Condensation cultivator, even if Divine Sect disciples entered the black market, they wouldn’t be able to detect Jiang Feng’s presence.
With Thousand Faces and his enhanced power,
the identity of Shopkeeper Chu had never co under suspicion from anyone.
"All this ti chasing after Jiang Feng—we’ve wasted so much ti, lost cultivation opportunities, and even our resources here are ten tis worse than back at the Sect."
"This place is hell. If I were Jiang Feng, I’d have escaped long ago; why would I hide out here?"
"Stop complaining. The Saintess already said she’s heading back to the Sect tomorrow and will have Elder Yang use magic to confirm Jiang Feng’s location. This ti, Jiang Feng won’t get away no matter what."
"Once we catch him, we’ll tear him limb from limb!"
A group of Divine Sect disciples appeared in the black market.
They used magic to shield the surroundings, thinking no one could overhear their conversation, not realizing that hidden within the mundane black market was an eighth-layer Qi Condensation cultivator, listening to their every word loud and clear.
The four only conducted a cursory search—they didn’t believe Jiang Feng would hide in the black market, just going through the motions with a routine patrol.
"Use magic to find ?"
"Could the Elder Yang they ntioned be the Celestial Calculation Divine Heir Little Cyan Snake spoke of earlier?"
"If the Celestial Calculation Divine Heir acts again, can I withstand it?"
Jiang Feng sensed the danger escalating.
The reason he stayed in Dragon Capital wasn’t because he was unwilling to leave or thought it so lucky ground, but out of worry for the Celestial Calculation Divine Heir’s Celestial Calculation Divine Skill.
Only by hiding in Dragon Capital and using the restriction array of its underground palace did he have confidence in resisting the Divine Sect’s Celestial Calculation Divine Heir’s skill.
If he left without the Dragon Capital restriction array shielding him, Jiang Feng felt he’d be completely exposed to the skill of Celestial Calculation Divine Heir—then, with the Divine Sect masters coming out in force, the Saintess and the Six-ard Divine Emperor joining up, he wouldn’t stand a chance.
In that instant, Jiang Feng almost wanted to slip out through the black market, enter the underground corridor, and hide near the palace, as a shield against the Divine Sect’s Celestial Calculation Divine Heir.
"No."
"It’s always been hiding. Maybe it’s ti for them to hide instead."
"Saintess, right?"
"You want to return to your Sect and find Celestial Calculation Divine Heir? Then let see if you can make it back."
Jiang Feng resolved to make a big move.
Imdiately, he boosted both Five Elents Array and Sword Control Technique at the sa ti.
He split over thirty thousand Fortune Points in two, putting them all into Five Elents Array and Sword Control Technique.
Na: Jiang Feng
Fortune: 0
Skills: Five Elents Array (Beginner) Sword Control Technique (Beginner)
Both magic sect skills had only reached the beginner stage, still far from proficient, and Jiang Feng wasn’t sure how far that was; he just felt he’d grasped the basics.
As if he’d got hold of the bare minimum.
Leaving the black market, Jiang Feng headed to Black Iron Mountain.
He fixed his gaze on the Imperial City.
With eighth-layer Qi Condensation, even without activating spiritual power, his eyes alone could see many movents inside the Imperial City.
Jiang Feng waited.
He was waiting for the Saintess to leave the city.
A night passed.
People ca and went from the Imperial City.
A graceful figure streaked across the sky, heading south.
Jiang Feng concealed his aura, letting his gaze sweep over the figure without leaving a trace.
It was the Saintess.
The owner of that figure was none other than the illustrious Divine Sect Saintess, flying south on her sword in total disregard for all others.
"Farewell, Saintess!"
A group of Divine Sect disciples who remained in Dragon Capital to continue searching for Jiang Feng lined up neatly, standing at the gate of the Imperial City, bowing in unison as they bid the Saintess goodbye.
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