My Two-sided Cultivation: Starting From Collecting Experiences

456 Kun Peng Clan’s Trump Card

The pair of gray wings flapped, emitting a gust of wind carrying an ancient aura as it rushed toward the trio. Hua Yanli and Yun Qi found themselves struggling to breathe, feeling as if they were enveloped by an ominous aura of death. This attack could be fatal.

However, just as the lazy voice finished speaking, their surroundings transformed in an instant. The desolate outskirts became a lush paradise.

Besides Qin Huai, the other three faces fell instantly. Recognizing this familiar landscape, Hua Yanli and Yun Qi turned deathly pale.

The one with the worst expression was Tang Ying. He turned to face the middle-aged man who had abruptly appeared before him. “Emperor of Qingzhou?” His eyes flickered as he studied the man. “You’re still alive? No, you’re just a phantom from ten thousand years ago!”

Upon scrutinizing the Emperor of Qingzhou’s form, he noticed a critical difference: the emperor’s figure was too ethereal. “If I’m not mistaken, you’re merely an empty shell now. Can you kill me?” The more Tang Ying spoke, the more confident he sounded.

Bang!

Suddenly, a slap connected with Tang Ying’s face without warning. The clear sound of cracking bones echoed, and Tang Ying’s face twisted grotesquely. Over a dozen teeth and fragments of bone were expelled from his mouth, and his face visibly swelled.

“What? What did you say?” The emperor feigned confusion as he cleaned his ears. He didn’t exhibit any imposing demeanor. Instead, he seemed more like a jobless bum in flip-flops, a slum-dwelling ruffian who acted arrogantly due to possessing some minor skills.

“Ah!” Tang Ying roared. Scales began to emerge on his body, and his broken teeth and bones started to regenerate. “Us ancient demon descendants possess powerful life force. Our internal organs are even stronger than those enhanced by the blood heart technique of the Sacred Heart sect.”

Tang Ying’s expression was menacing as he glared at the emperor. “As a relic from ten thousand years ago, a misfit who doesn’t belong in this era… You can’t defeat me.”

Tang Ying cackled sinisterly. He lunged at the emperor, his eyes radiating beams of red light. “Gale aurora!”

Bang!

Suddenly, a second slap made contact. The red light beam shattered instantly, and Tang Ying’s freshly regenerated teeth were spat out yet again. After the two slaps, his cheeks had puffed up, and his entire face was swollen.

“You’re overthinking this, kid,” the emperor remained relaxed. He casually addressed Tang Ying, “Even your ancestor was no match for me. How could you possibly kill me?”

“You…” Tang Ying’s face flushed. He struggled to suppress the rising panic within him, yet the fear growing deep within was uncontrollable.

Despite his boasting and forced bravado, the two slaps from the emperor were a harsh reality check. Even as a shadow, the emperor still possessed the power to easily kill him.

“No, it’s impossible for anyone to retain such power after being dead for ten thousand years. I’m a master at the peak of the visceral prefecture realm!” Tang Ying gestured at Qin Huai and the others. “No matter what secret technique they possess, none could withstand a full-powered attack from me.

“I was merely toying with them! The gap between us is as enormous as the difference between Qingzhou City and a tiny border town! I, an expert and a descendant of the Kun Peng, how can I not triumph over you?”

Tang Ying’s gaze swept across the vicinity, and a burst of purple light emanated from his eyes, piercing through the bronze array. He then saw the bronze artifacts in the sinkhole.

“Haha…I’ve figured it out. You depend on these artifacts to maintain your strength!” In an instant, Tang Ying flew toward the bronze artifacts. “Your ‘realm’ can constrain the ordinary and the weak, but it can’t confine me!” ᴛʜɪs ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ɪs ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ʙʏ (f)ir(e).net

The emperor’s expression changed drastically. “Oh no!” he exclaimed.

“Bloodline secret technique, atavism!” Tang Ying’s instant joy was palpable. His wings suddenly sprayed a bloody mist, the gray feathers darkening. “You’re just a paper tiger! As long as I destroy these bronze artifacts, you’ll be nothing but a paper tiger in this broken bronze array!”

Tang Ying’s speed kept increasing, his body losing more and more blood. Disregarding the consumption of the secret technique, his only focus was survival. With a powerful flap of his wings, he shattered over ten bronze artifacts across the ‘realm’.

Joy washed over Tang Ying’s face — he immediately understood. Activating his secret technique to destroy it, he proudly declared, “This array has lost its core, and with it, the power of the Emperor of Qingzhou. Hence, I have a chance to exploit this.

“If I’m not mistaken, Zhou Cunzhong’s guardian spirit item is probably the original core of this array. In that case, I owe you my thanks.” Tang Ying turned to look at Qin Huai in the distance and laughed heartily.

Meanwhile, the emperor regarded Qin Huai unhurriedly. “Hey, have you seen the ancient Kun Peng clan’s trump card?”

Qin Huai nodded. “They are extremely fast. Our movement techniques are a joke in comparison. Moreover, he possesses the atavism technique. His eye-bloodline techniques are also quite potent, and his physical body is extraordinarily strong.”

Qin Huai scrutinized carefully, contemplating a countermeasure. “You want to take on this race and limit their speed?”