Spirit Vessel

Chapter 1089: Yan Sanqian

As Feiyun was busy with destroying the middle dantian, a storm coursed through the ghost market.

The devil butterfly genius’ group returned to the market and told everyone what had transpired at Lotus Spirit Mountain.

The big shots heard of it and spread the story.

“A half-demon suppressing the fourth prince of the golden crow? Impossible.”

“The supreme genius of the witch tree is kneeling too? Hmm, it must be a suppression left behind by Lotus Saintess.”

“I agree, a half-demon can’t be this strong. Ridiculous.”

Many didn’t agree with this but some still came to Lotus Spirit Mountain. The young elites at the market had a love for battle.

It didn’t take long before dozens of them appeared at the mountain base.

“So this was the home of a saintess, the spirit energy here is immense. It’s a waste that a half-demon is taking it up.” An elite demon from an immemorial tribe climbed up the steps while holding a blue spear.

He entered the forest and said: “I, Yan Sanqian of the blood dragon, heard about a powerful half-demon here and would like to verify the rumor.”

His powerful voice and strong steps echoed across the mountain.

“I was thinking how arrogant this person was, so it’s Yan Sanqian. I heard this idiot exchanged three palm strikes with a grand paragon recently and only vomited blood. That’s not bad, not everyone can survive.” A demon genius outside said.

“If there is really a half-demon up where, Yan Sanqian will break his legs and toss him off the peak.”

“Keke, an immemorial demon versus a half-demon. One is up in the heaven while the other resides in the abyss. It is an honor for the half-demon to die to Yan Sanqian.”

Among the geniuses was a girl dressed in white. A hat with a white veil covered her face, making her look mysterious. She had an old sword tied to her back.

She radiated holy energy. Her skin hidden behind an ethereal mist was as white as jade.

She stared at the peak of the mountain and murmured: “Defeating the fourth prince of the golden crow? Can it be Feng Feiyun? No, there is a considerable gap between them.”

She believed that he was at the eighth level of Nirvana. However, a half-demon in this realm shouldn’t be able to defeat the prince who was in the second level of Heaven’s Emergence.

Nirvana and Heaven’s Emergence were two different concepts entirely. It must be someone else.

“Didn’t you suppress the golden crow prince? Why are you afraid of fighting me?” Yan Sanqian raised his voice.

“Young man, a saint is resting here, please show due respect.” An old man walked out of the forest. His hair and beard were snow white; his voice was hoarse and he occasionally coughed.

Sanqian’s eyes glowed with blood rays as he used a secret technique to see through the old man.

“You’re the half-demon?”

“Indeed.” The old man nodded.

“Why do you still cling to life, old man, let me send you to hell. This will be the most glorious moment of your life.” Sanqian became disappointed. He had hoped to see an amazing genius, not this dying old man.

However, if the guy was able to suppress the fourth prince, he should be a worthy opponent.

He swung his spear and created a surging tsunami. This weapon’s name was Tidal - a spirit treasure created by a powerful blood dragon.

Once activated, it would change the laws of the world and create an ocean with rampaging waves.

Feiyun used his fist alone to break the tsunami first and then directly struck the tip of the spear while walking on the waves.

His fist was harder than spirit treasures and forced Sanqian back.

‘This guy is stronger than the fourth prince.’ Feiyun thought and unleashed a more powerful palm strike to destroy the opponent’s technique.

Sanqian staggered backward in disbelief. This half-demon’s physique was insane.

“Rain Overwhelming The Heaven!” He raised one finger upward, summoning winds and clouds.

A rain of spears descended down on Feiyun. The latter retaliated by placing his palms together and releasing a boundless Buddhist light. It became a barrier for the entire mountain. A golden avatar could be seen sitting on top of the peak.

The energy spears dispersed into particles the moment they touched the barrier.

“Golden Silkworm Buddhist Energy, it’s really him. Why does he look like that now?” Xuanyuan Yiyi stared intensely at the radiant old man and could spot familiar facial features.

‘What happened to him?’ She thought before activating her sword.

It let out a clanking noise before flying out to slash Yan Sanqian.

The genius blocked with his spear but still got sent flying for eight hundred miles before stabilizing. He stared at the floating girl and asked: “Why did you attack me? Who are you?”

The sword returned to the scabbard. She then landed on top of the peak, standing next to Feiyun.

‘She’s actually at this level now?’ He recognized her due to her unique aura.

He was slightly surprised at her cultivation but then again, she did say that Shui Yueting used a thousand years of energy to help her with the sacred truths.

That amount of energy might have been enough to make Yiyi into a pseudo-saint.

“This half-demon is a friend of mine, attack him and you shall be my enemy.” She responded.

“So be it.” Yan Sanqian returned and said proudly.

Feiyun walked forward and smiled: “I appreciate your kind intent, Saintess, but I must teach him a lesson that not all half-demons are weak.”

He summoned the trigram seal and released its yin-yang power. Spirit energy in the region turned into the two affinities.

Yan Sanqian didn’t underestimate the enemy and reverted back to his true form - a massive blood dragon. He lunged downward for a direct attack.

Feiyun leaped up into the air, looking aggressive and landing on the dragon. The latter performed a tail whip to try and hit Feiyun.

“Boom!” Alas, Feiyun dodged it and smashed the dragon’s head with the trigram seal.

The bloodied dragon let out a miserable cry while Feiyun smashed repeatedly.

Its head was cracking as it fell into the mountain. Its body grew smaller back into the humanoid form. Sanqian couldn’t get up and vomited blood repeatedly.

“Should have heeded my warning.” Feiyun landed and grabbed the youth’s throat, wanting to imprison him in the Trinity Cauldron. A blood dragon pill would be beneficial for his next breakthrough.

“Wretched half-demon, how dare you injure the son of a demon monarch?!” Two older blood dragons appeared, looking like two mountain ranges.

‘One of your monarchs is imprisoned right now, let alone a mere descendant.’ Feiyun used the cauldron and easily captured the two dragons.

It didn’t take long before the cauldron reduced them into two pills the size of a thumb. It glowed red and brimmed with vitality.

Yan Sanqian could tell that this half-demon was fearless and regretted coming here in the first place.

He took out a talisman and activated it. It turned into a dragon soul that started clawing Feng Feiyun.

“Whoosh!” Feiyun used his Cosmic Seal to crush the dragon soul.

Sanqian took advantage of this and escaped into a wormhole, albeit with injuries from the remnant shockwaves.

“You got lucky.” Feiyun didn’t give chase and grabbed the two pills, flying back to the peak.

He landed next to a waterfall and gazed at the crowd: “If anyone else dares to disturb the venerable saintess’ rest, I will kill you.”