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"Teacher, be careful. This is my strongest single-target Spirit Ability, the Blazing Fire God-Sealing Sword, and it's also my last strike!"
In the stadium, Feng Zaixing, who had switched Spirits, unleashed a mighty battle prowess. The light and shadow of the Blazing Apricot Blossom merged into the Twelve-Winged Angel, dyeing its six pairs of wings crimson, emitting a sharp light of judgment that pierced through the Void Realm.
The sky, like a massive curtain, showed twelve small holes. The Twelve-Winged Angel released a fiery golden-red flame, entering the small holes and transforming into twelve light swords.
Feng Zaixing raised his hands high, and the twelve light swords converged into a single white-gold flaming longsword. The sword's body shimmered with light and flame, faintly showing the patterns of immortal grade item branches and leaves. The surrounding space twisted due to the high temperature.
The sword's edge, spanning hundreds of meters, descended and slashed, sweeping out a fan-shaped, large-scale flaming Sword Qi. The sword itself transformed into a pillar of fire reaching the heavens.
"Is this a Spirit Ability that simultaneously inflicts devastating damage to both the body and mental force? The so-called God-Sealing Sword, does it Seal mental force?"
In the spectator stands, Kong Yao perceived the terrifying aspect of Feng Zaixing's Spirit Ability, which possessed the power to burn mountains, boil seas, refine souls, and extinguish Spirits. Just looking at the sword's body made his eyelids feel dry.
This attack was especially aimed at those with weak or chaotic spiritual will. The Sword of Judgment was like the majestic power of the heavens, most effective against Evil Soul Masters.
"You brat, use all your abilities on your teacher!"
What Kong Yao saw, Mu Ye saw even more clearly. Without any hesitation, he unsealed his Cultivation. A vast spirit power condensed into a giant five-fingered mountain in front of him, blocking the Blazing Fire God-Sealing Sword.
"Disperse for me!" Mu Ye roared. His ultimate power reached through heaven and earth. The giant mountain shattered this heaven-piercing sword, and a layer of hot sweat broke out on his forehead.
In the spectator stands, a group of Advanced engineers all stood up. Except for Kong Yao, all of them showed expressions of horror—they sensed a threat to their lives from Feng Zaixing's sword.
"No need to be surprised. This is precisely his strength."
Kong Yao's warm voice echoed in their ears, explaining Feng Zaixing's power: "His Body Martial Soul form's Spirit Abilities primarily focus on amplification and explosive power. The Sixteen-Foot Golden Body maintains the effects of the Sacred Body Spirit's three amplification Spirit Abilities, then he uses the Angel form to complete the deadly slaughter."
"This sword can slay a Titled Douluo, but as he said, he only has this one sword; his spirit power is already exhausted."
Everyone looked at him upon hearing this and let out a long sigh of relief when they saw Feng Zaixing indeed quiet down.
"But even one sword is terrifying enough. Its explosive power far surpasses the Qiangu Family's Coiling Dragon Rod technique," an extremely experienced researcher said.
"Indeed, I also didn't expect that a single deep meditation would allow him to create the Sixteen-Foot Golden Body. Its auxiliary effect is too great."
Kong Yao nodded, a smile appearing at the corner of his mouth: "But isn't this even better? I want to tell you all that you are creating a god-level mecha for the future continent's number one person, an unprecedented legend; I, on behalf of Mingde Hall, on behalf of the Federation, implore you."
With that, the Dean of Mingde Hall, a seasoned demigod, rolled up his sleeves and bowed to the researchers.
Everyone hurriedly returned the bow, their faces filled with unwavering determination. For the future of the Federation, they would create an unprecedented miracle.
At that time, they too would be recorded in history!
"Why didn't you use the other Spirit Ability? You still have one move, right?" Mu Ye asked, somewhat puzzled, as he met Feng Zaixing, who had dispelled his Spirit.
Feng Zaixing's face was slightly pale. He shook his head and said, "This is the first time I've fully unleashed the Blazing Fire God-Sealing Sword. The Sixteen-Foot Golden Body is a bit overloaded and needs to recover."
"The other Spirit Ability that the Blazing Apricot Blossom brings to the Radiant Angel would attract more Heaven and Earth Origin Energy. In my current state, I'm not confident I can fully control it."
The principle of the Sixteen-Foot Golden Body is to gather all power within oneself to achieve the most perfect burst. Feng Zaixing realized for the first time that his physical strength was somewhat insufficient, and forcing it carried the risk of backlash.
"Teacher, teach me the Innate Secret Method. I need a stronger body," he said in a deep voice, confident enough to Cultivate this Cultivation Technique he had yearned for since before embarking on the path of Cultivation.
"Alright."
Mu Ye agreed, saying solemnly, "Originally, Cultivating the Innate Secret Method required This Sect to collect spiritual items for a hundred years, but you have countless Opportunities and sufficient foundation. I will help you with the body tempering now."
With that, he pointed to the sky, attracting Heaven and Earth Origin Energy to descend and envelop Feng Zaixing's body, immediately causing the young man, who had just fought a great battle, to show a look of pain on his face.
The Innate Secret Method is divided into four stages: Body Tempering, Marrow Cleansing, Reshaping, and Golden Body. After completion, one can undergo the third Awakening of the Body Martial Soul.
The Origin Profound Truth lies in using Heaven and Earth Origin Energy to penetrate, cleanse, and reshape the body, which is equivalent to completely tearing the body apart and then reassembling it.
But this pain, which is difficult for ordinary people to bear, was not a problem for Feng Zaixing. He gritted his teeth, sat down cross-legged, activated his dual cores to restore his physique, and then introspected his meridians.
Half of his extraordinary meridians and eight main meridians were open. He calmed his mind and circulated the new spirit power generated by his modified Mysterious Heaven Skill, impacting his meridians under internal and external pressure.
The intense Cultivation journey began anew. Feng Zaixing knew that time was of the essence. After half a day of body tempering, he took a medicinal bath, then found Xu Miao to complete the hundred-thousand-year Soul Spirit Fusion, familiarized himself with Nine Stars Association affairs, and was busy until late at night.
At this point, he finally had a moment of leisure, strolling through the campus to relax.
Facing the silver moon, his eyes were deep. Time was ultimately short, and he had given his all.
"There are still hidden dangers with Tang Wulin. I don't know when they will erupt. I should still make a trip to Eastsea City."
A black mecha streaked across the sky of Mingdu. The young man in the cockpit had a solemn expression. He was still somewhat worried about Na'er.
The next day, Eastsea City Soul Guide Train Station.
Dean Yu Zhen personally came to see them off, full of reluctance, and said to the five Geniuses who were about to leave:
"The Dean doesn't ask you to return to Eastsea to develop after achieving success in your studies. As long as you come here to give lectures after becoming Battle Armor Masters and set an example for your younger schoolmates, that will be enough."
"Don't worry, Dean. We will return sooner or later."
Xie Xie was the most optimistic, giggling and full of smiles.
"I'll miss you all." Xu Xiaoyan wrung her fingers, bidding farewell to the Dean and her parents, tears shimmering in her sky-blue eyes.
"Eastsea is beautiful, and we definitely won't disappoint you." Tang Wulin spoke. At thirteen years old, he was over 1.65 meters tall, with a sunny smile.
Wang Jinxi and Zhang Yangzi also made simple farewells.
Everyone boarded the train and encountered an awkward problem: they were only one group of people, but the people greeting them came from two sides.
Wu Changkong had a cold demeanor, sitting alone quietly. He glanced at Tang Wulin and the others, then nodded slightly.
On the other side, Na'er, with her budding grace, walked over with a smile and enthusiastically took Xu Xiaoyan's small hand.
"Hello, Yan. I'm Na'er. I'm here to pick you up on behalf of the academy. Feng Zaixing is my Senior Brother."
Xu Xiaoyan was stunned for a moment. "Na'er, you're so beautiful."
She herself was a very beautiful girl, taking the cute route, but the girl in front of her was clearly more beautiful than herself by more than a notch.
Could the Body Sect enhance beauty? Xu Xiaoyan thought excitedly.
"Thank you. Let's get along well in the future."
Na'er smiled sweetly, her exquisite beauty naturally possessing unparalleled affinity. Many passengers were somewhat dazed by her.
"Na'er—this Senior Sister, are you Silver Dragon Na'er, the third-ranked on the Young Talent Ranking?"
Xie Xie suddenly spoke, breaking the two girls' conversation, his face full of admiration.
Three years ago, in the battle in Shrek City, Na'er was present, but not prominent. Most of the limelight in that battle was on Feng Zaixing.
Na'er turned her head to look at him and nodded slightly: "Something like that."
In the battle at the Soul Spirit Tower, she displayed unparalleled combat power. The new ranking released by the Spirit Pagoda placed her third, second only to Yu Xin, who was ranked second, and the uncrowned king, whose position was vacant.
"Too strong. You've almost occupied the top ten—"
Xie Xie exclaimed. Xu Miao and Wang Wen from the Nine Stars Association withdrew from the rankings due to age, and the remaining seven stars were all in the top ten, plus Wu Siduo, they monopolized eight of the top ten spots.
Hearing this, Wu Changkong's expression beside him became somewhat unpleasant, and he sighed softly.
Sensing the change in atmosphere, Na'er smiled and left, not wanting to provoke Wu Changkong, even though there were experts secretly protecting her.
The train proceeded in an orderly manner, heading directly into the central part of the continent.
But just as the train passed two stations, an accident occurred. Sudden dark clouds fell from the sky, and a group of black-clad figures with chilling auras appeared with "hehe" cold laughs, overturning the rear carriages.
A cold wind howled, and the scene descended into chaos. Wu Changkong and Na'er stared at the strongest presence among the black-clad figures. He had seven spirit rings in total.
Two yellow, three purple, two black—a seven-ring Spirit Saint!
Dozens of black-clad figures with weaker auras appeared, generally around the Spirit Elder level. Gray figures appeared in all directions—four Spirit Emperors, and the rest were Spirit Ancestors and Spirit Kings.
"How can there be such a large-scale gathering of Evil Soul Masters?" Wu Changkong and Na'er simultaneously had this question flash in their minds, and their Spirits appeared at light speed.
"Zheng!"
But at this moment, an endlessly sharp ray of light streaked through the air, like a meteor crossing the sky, like sunlight shining on shadows. In just one cycle, dozens of Evil Soul Masters below the Spirit Elder level exploded into a bloody mist, leaving no bones behind.
"Who's there?" Feeling the potentially fatal Sword Qi, the Evil Spirit Saint with the Bloodsucking Bat Spirit and the four Spirit Emperors felt a chill down their spines. They looked around but couldn't find any trace of the newcomer.
"Zheng!"
The sword hummed fiercely. The second ray of light, swift as a shuttle, pierced through more than ten Spirit Ancestors and Spirit Kings at a speed imperceptible to the naked eye, clearing the field at light speed, then descended towards an endlessly majestic figure outside the sky.
"Evil Soul Masters, how dare you!"
The person hadn't arrived, but the voice came first, clanging like battle drums, shattering the cold wind and clouds; sunlight poured in, illuminating the thick gloom in countless people's hearts.
Countless people, including the five Evil Soul Masters, involuntarily looked towards the source of the Holy Light, their expressions varied.
A bright golden Royal Sacred Sword hung beneath ancient golden-patterned robes. Feng Zaixing appeared, slowly raising the sword with his fair wrist, pointing it at the five Evil Soul Masters. Beneath the warm, sun-like radiance was an endlessly cold and handsome face, with eyes like divine swords and eyebrows like peaks, truly like a War God descended upon the world.
"Boom!"
The Holy Light halo pierced through the Nine Heavens. The angel unfurled its twelve wings, and a sky-covering Sword Qi, like an emperor's canopy, pressed down on the five Evil Soul Masters. Their five pale faces instantly lost all color, and their constricted pupils were filled with terror and despair.
"The Holy Church's greatest enemy in the future, the Evil Soul Master killing machine, Feng Zaixing!"