Ling Zhaokong could wound Shu Feng with a single strike, which spoke volumes about the terrifying power of his Martial Arts True Intent.

Before he had cultivated the Supreme Demon Body, Shu Feng would have been sliced in two by a single one of Ling Zhaokong’s strikes.

"Poison Emperor, if you continue to hold back, this place will become your grave today!"

Ling Zhaokong stood proudly in the void, like a terrifying Sword God who commanded the heavens. One cloud after another transformed into terrifying Cloud Swords, each capable of slaying a Martial Saint, and they rained down madly upon Shu Feng.

"Ling Zhaokong, I’ll show you my true power!"

A cold glint flashed in Shu Feng’s eyes. He furiously activated his Supreme Demon Body, instantly transforming. He became a five-meter-tall Ancient Demon covered in sharp barbs, with a pair of fleshy wings sprouting from his back, exuding a ferocious and terrifying aura.

After transforming into the Ancient Demon, Shu Feng flapped his fleshy wings. Riding a terrifying beam of Demon Light, he shot into the sky, flying straight for Ling Zhaokong.

"Shatter!"

Facing the terrifying Cloud Swords descending from the sky, Shu Feng swung his Demon Fists, wildly smashing into them.

The terrifying Cloud Swords crumbled and shattered one by one under his Demon Fists. The remaining swords struck his Demon Body, tearing through its astonishing Defense Power and leaving behind a series of horrifying wounds.

The Defense and Recovery Power of the Fourth-Layer Supreme Demon Body were both astounding. The moment the horrifying wounds appeared, they began to heal at a visible rate.

"Got you! Die!"

In the blink of an eye, the wound-covered Shu Feng appeared before Ling Zhaokong. His fist, brimming with terrifying Demonic Qi, shot forward, creating a deafening sonic boom as it flew toward his opponent.

"Void God Swordsmanship, Yun Die!"

Ling Zhaokong’s expression changed drastically. Clouds materialized before him, forming a terrifying circular layer that pulsed with countless strands of latent Sword Qi.

BOOM!!

Shu Feng’s fist slammed into the Yun Die. Countless strands of Sword Qi instantly erupted, lashing his fist and body.

In a single moment, Shu Feng was riddled with wounds, pierced by innumerable strands of Sword Qi.

The terrifying power of his fist, which could pierce and destroy anything, broke through the dense clouds. It slammed into Ling Zhaokong, blasting him from the sky and sending him plummeting to the ground.

Ling Zhaokong smashed into the ground, creating a massive crater. He coughed up a mouthful of blood, and his handsome face turned deathly pale.

’So powerful! The Poison Emperor truly lives up to his reputation as the second strongest in the world. That Demon Body... it’s just too strong. To reach this level of power without Martial Arts True Intent is a real eye-opener. What a shame. I didn’t want to rely on the power of my weapon. But since this is a true battle to the death, you’ll have to forgive me!’

A cold glint flashed in Ling Zhaokong’s eyes. He opened his hand, and the Long Sword at his waist flew into his grasp. A terrifying aura erupted from him as he swung the blade.

A terrifying Sword Aura, imbued with the essence of the creation and destruction of countless clouds, shot across the sky toward Shu Feng.

’That Sword Aura is dangerous!’

A chill ran down Shu Feng’s spine. He furiously channeled his Divine Power, increasing his own Power fivefold, and threw a punch brimming with terrifying Demonic Qi to meet the dreadful Sword Aura head-on.

BOOM!!

The myriad clouds shattered. Shu Feng’s punch obliterated the terrifying Sword Aura, but the incomparably sharp attack severed his right arm in the process.

’A Semi-Divine Artifact!’

A cold glint flashed in Shu Feng’s eyes. His body flickered, and he shot toward Ling Zhaokong like a bolt of Lightning.

"Void God Swordsmanship, Godslaying!"

Ling Zhaokong faced Shu Feng, who descended upon him like a terrifying Ancient Demon. As he swung his blade, countless profound Curse Seals lit up on his Semi-Divine Artifact, the Void Divine Sword. A terrifying blast of Sword Qi, powerful enough to slay a Demigod, shot forth toward Shu Feng.

The mysterious, all-destroying Sword Aura viciously struck Shu Feng, cleaving him in two.

Gazing at Shu Feng’s bisected body, Ling Zhaokong sighed. "It’s over. The Poison Emperor was truly remarkable. In the end, I had to rely on the power of a Semi-Divine Artifact to kill him. It seems I still need more training before I can challenge Wei Tuxian, the City Lord of War Immortal City."

"You won’t get the chance!"

In the next instant, a bone-chilling voice echoed right in front of Ling Zhaokong. A terrifying Demon Fist, containing the power to annihilate everything, shot straight for him.

"Poison Emperor? How is this possible? I cut you in half! How are you still here?!"

A look of utter disbelief flashed in Ling Zhaokong’s eyes. He hastily summoned a Yun Die, and a few thin wisps of clouds appeared to block the attack.

"I’ll be merciful and tell you after you’re dead!"

Shu Feng’s fist slammed into the Yun Die. His five-fold power erupted, piercing through the flimsy clouds and smashing into Ling Zhaokong’s head. His skull exploded, showering the ground in blood.

A line of text appeared: "Holy Soul +1, Source Energy +20,000, Cloud Divinity +1, True Intent of Clouds capture complete."

’Finally got him. I can’t believe I ran into an expert who had cultivated Martial Arts True Intent and even had a Semi-Divine Artifact.’

Shu Feng gestured with his hand. His Profound Qi surged, and the severed right arm flew back to his body, quickly reattaching itself. A strange light glinted in his eyes as he gazed at Ling Zhaokong’s corpse.

After achieving the Fourth Layer of the Supreme Demon Body, Shu Feng had assumed that only Wei Tuxian and the Void Demon Dukes were his rivals in the entire Black Tortoise Realm. Ling Zhaokong’s appearance, however, made him realize the Black Tortoise Realm was full of crouching tigers and hidden dragons; there was no telling how many other masters were out there.

The Great Song Empire’s Celestial Ranking listed the world’s top ten masters, but it was based solely on the intelligence gathered by the Empire’s own network.

The Black Tortoise Realm was teeming with hidden masters. Both the Prison Skull Sect Leader and Ling Zhaokong possessed the strength to be in the top ten of the Celestial Ranking. The fact that neither of them was on the list just showed how much of a sham it was.

"Qiu Yunzhen, Vice Minister of the Ministry of Rites for the Great Song Empire, greets Your Majesty, the Poison Emperor!"

From within the Beifeng Inn, a beautiful woman in men’s clothing walked out and bowed respectfully to Shu Feng.

"What does Emperor Song want with me?"

Shu Feng glanced at Qiu Yunzhen, his eyes lighting up. Even in men’s attire, she was strikingly handsome and couldn’t hide her peerless beauty.

Qiu Yunzhen replied, "His Majesty sent me to act as your guide. If there is anywhere Your Majesty wishes to go, I can lead the way. If you wish to travel to War Immortal City and challenge Lord Wei Tuxian, I can take you there immediately."