’A Martial Saint... No wonder he’s so calm. He’s actually a Martial Saint! That makes sense. Only a Martial Saint could so casually slaughter thirty-two True Disciples of the Sword Demon Sect in one move!’

Xu Yunfei stared intently at Shu Feng, a flash of resentment in her beautiful eyes. Her fists were clenched and she was gritting her teeth. She had dedicated her life to becoming the second Wei Tuxian, the first woman to be considered the strongest in the Black Tortoise Realm. But Shu Feng’s talent simply filled her with despair.

’A Martial Saint! How can he be this terrifying?! How many years has he even been cultivating? He’s already a Martial Saint! If we let him cultivate for another decade, he’ll become another Wei Tuxian!’

The Xuan Mo Saint Child’s expression was blank, but as he clenched his right fist, the wine cup in his grasp turned to dust and slipped through his fingers.

’What a monster. If he’s allowed to reach his full potential, will there be any place left for my Great Zhou Royal Family?’

A chill crept into the heart of the Crown Prince of Great Zhou, and he glanced toward his father, the Emperor.

His Majesty the Emperor of the Great Zhou Demon Country remained expressionless, quietly watching the battle in the center of the hall without a word, showing no intention of interfering.

However, Mo Yin, who was like the Emperor’s shadow, suddenly stroked a ring on his right hand, his eyes narrowing slightly as he stared at Shu Feng.

"A Martial Saint!! Han Feng is actually a Martial Saint!!"

"How is that possible? How could he possibly be a Martial Saint?"

"..."

The eyes of the other True Disciples from the Five Great Demon Sects all flashed with shock as they burst into a flurry of discussion.

The Xuan Mo Saint Child and the Crown Prince of Great Zhou were widely acknowledged as the two geniuses within the Great Zhou Demon Country most likely to advance to the Martial Saint Realm. Yet, they were only the ones with the *most hope* of reaching that level.

A Martial Saint was a Saint of the Martial Dao, a terrifying expert standing at the apex of the Black Tortoise Realm. A single Martial Saint could establish a massive power or even found a small kingdom.

Beyond the Three Great Empires—the Bei Mo Royal Court, the Great Zhou Demon Country, and the Great Song Empire—existed countless smaller kingdoms. Each of these was either founded by a Martial Saint or protected by an expert of the Martial Saint Realm.

Shu Feng was a genuine Martial Saint, and he was far younger than both the Xuan Mo Saint Child and the Crown Prince of Great Zhou. That he had managed to reach the Martial Saint Realm at his age made him arguably the youngest Martial Saint in the Great Zhou Demon Country.

Just then, the Gu Insect clinging silently to the corner of the Sword Demon Sect Leader’s robe suddenly split open. Waves of an incredibly bizarre Illusory Fluctuation instantly enveloped his body.

"Yiyi!!"

The Sword Demon Sect Leader’s eyes suddenly glazed over. He saw his beloved late wife, and his heart flooded with such tender affection that he found himself unable to complete his strike.

’Yiyi is dead! This is an Illusion Technique! Break!’

But the Sect Leader of the Sword Demon Sect was a peerless, battle-hardened expert with an iron will. A Magic Sword manifested in his mind and, with a single slash, shattered the image of his wife, allowing him to instantly break free from the Illusion Realm.

Seizing the opportunity, streaks of Yin Yang Qi Finger Aura shattered the Sword Demon Sect Leader’s defenses and blasted toward him.

"Stop!!"

The Sword Demon, ranked tenth in the world, could finally bear it no longer. He slashed down, unleashing a terrifying, indestructible Sword Aura that seemed capable of battling Saints, slaughtering demons, and extinguishing gods. It shot straight for Shu Feng.

A cold glint flashed in Shangguan Biyao’s beautiful eyes. With a flick of her wrist, an exquisitely crafted thin sword engraved with flowers appeared in her hand.

One after another, beautiful Jade Wave Demon Flowers formed from Profound Qi appeared, blocking the path of the Sword Demon’s long sword.

The Jade Wave Demon Flowers bloomed into existence only to be continuously shattered.

Shangguan Biyao was forced back, step by step, as countless Jade Wave Demon Flowers materialized before her only to be shattered one after another.

"No!!"

As a heart-rending roar tore through the air, a Perfection Level Yin Yang Qi Finger Aura pierced through the Sword Demon Sect Leader’s head.

Thus, the Sect Leader of the Sword Demon Sect, one of the Five Great Demon Sects of the Great Zhou Demon Country, fell at the hands of Shu Feng.

"The Sect Leader of the Sword Demon Sect is dead!!"

"Han Feng actually killed the Sect Leader of the Sword Demon Sect!!"

"The Yin Yang Qi Finger... one of the four Divine Techniques of the Bi Yao Demon Sect. In his hands, that Divine Technique has such terrifying power. That has to be the Perfection Level of the Yin Yang Qi Finger, right?"

"Perfection Level Yin Yang Qi Finger!! How in the world did he train to that level?"

"..."

Witnessing this scene, the True Disciples from the other Four Great Demon Sects all drew in a sharp breath, a chill running down their spines.

The Yin Yang Qi Finger, a Divine Technique of the Bi Yao Demon Sect, was never particularly impressive in the hands of other True Disciples. Yet in Shu Feng’s hands, its power was as unfathomable as that of a ghost or god—strong beyond belief. Even the Sect Leader of the Sword Demon Sect had died horribly by his finger.

The man had been the leader of the Sword Demon Sect, one of the Five Great Demon Sects; he was by no means weak. He had even slain several Martial Saints. For such a powerful expert to die so horribly at Shu Feng’s hands was simply incredible.

"Brother!!"

The Sword Demon, whose heart of the sword had always been as clear and calm as still water, now had bloodshot eyes. He let out an earth-shattering roar as the power of his Sword Qi instantly increased tenfold, and he slashed madly toward Shangguan Biyao.

"Foolish!"

A cold light flashed in Shangguan Biyao’s eyes. She took a single step, and Jade Wave Demon Flowers bloomed beneath her feet. Executing what looked like a Flower Fairy Stroll, she effortlessly evaded the Sword Demon’s terrifying attack.

Although the Sword Demon’s rage-fueled attack was ten times more powerful, it had lost its ability to lock onto a target. The strike grazed past Shangguan Biyao and shot toward Shu Feng.

"Tenth in the world, are you? Let’s see what you’ve got!"

A cold glint flashed in Shu Feng’s eyes. He pointed his index finger, and a Perfection Level Yin Yang Qi Finger Aura shot out, slamming into the Sword Demon’s Sword Qi.

When the two supreme powers collided, Shu Feng’s Perfection Level Yin Yang Qi Finger Aura was instantly shattered.

However, the terrifying Sword Aura was also greatly weakened, dimming considerably.

"Tenth in the world? Is that all you’ve got?"

Shu Feng flicked all ten of his fingers in rapid succession. One after another, terrifying streams of Yin Yang Qi Finger Aura shot out, pierced the air, and blasted toward the Sword Demon’s Sword Qi.

Under the bombardment of the countless Finger Auras, the Sword Demon’s Sword Qi was quickly torn to shreds.

A stunningly beautiful Jade Wave Demon Flower suddenly bloomed behind the Sword Demon and just as quickly vanished.

The body of the Sword Demon, the tenth strongest in the world, was torn asunder, his remains scattering across the ground in countless pieces.

"You dared to look away while fighting me? You were simply asking to die."

Shangguan Biyao stood behind where the Sword Demon had been, a cold glint in her beautiful eyes as she spoke icily.

The Sword Demon and Shangguan Biyao were evenly matched in strength. But when his brother was killed so horribly, he lost his focus, diverting his attack to strike at Shu Feng. This was the opening Shangguan Biyao needed to slay him with a single blow.

"The Sword Demon is dead!!"

"The Sword Demon Sect is finished!"

"..."

Looking at the Sword Demon’s remains, a single thought surfaced in the minds of everyone present.