"ROAR!!!"
Shi Cang let out an inhuman roar as his powerful frame exploded into action. The door-panel broadsword in his hand was swung without a shred of technique, only a primitive, savage force. It carried a terrifying power, enough to cleave mountains and shatter peaks, as it slashed down upon the tip of Qin Feng’s spear!
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM—!!!
Spear and broadsword collided violently in mid-air!
The sound that erupted in that instant wasn’t the crisp clang of metal on metal, but a deafening, terrifying roar, as if millions of tons of explosives had been detonated at once!
A visible, white, ring-shaped shockwave radiated out from the point of their impact, sweeping destructively in all directions!
Wherever it passed, the dilapidated stone pillars of the Divine Hall, some dozens of meters tall, collapsed and shattered in an instant, like building blocks swatted by a giant’s hand!
Countless tons of massive boulders were swept into the sky, only to be instantly ground into dust by the violent energy!
The surrounding ancient, towering trees, so thick it would take more than a dozen people to encircle them, were snapped in half in great swathes, as if they were fragile straw!
"Fall back!!!"
Wu Yue shrieked, grabbing Wang Hao, who was closest to her, and retreating frantically!
On the other side, Wang Jie and the other male Martial Artist were scared out of their wits by the sudden aftershock, a force from a battle far beyond their comprehension, and they fled into the distance.
It was terrifying!
This wasn’t a battle on the same level at all!
They were also Sixth-level Martial Artists, but before the aftershocks of this clash, they were as fragile as ants!
All suspicion and disdain had vanished from Wu Yue’s eyes, replaced by endless shock and horror.
She finally understood that the "legends" the brothers Wang Hao and Wang Jie had told her about Qin Feng weren’t exaggerated in the slightest. In fact... they had been humble. They had understated his power immensely!
...
In the center of the battlefield, terrifying crashes continued to ring out.
The battle between Qin Feng and Shi Cang had reached a fever pitch!
Neither of them held anything back. Every move they made was their deadliest!
Qin Feng was in a complete frenzy, unleashing the full extent of his skills!
[Flowing Light Chasing Shadow]!
[Wind and Thunder Chasing Shadow]!
[Thousand Soldiers’ Evasion]!
And his strongest killing move, [Qian Yuan], which was already beginning to take the form of One Heart, Three Uses!
He integrated the Will of the [Qian Yuan] fist technique into his spearmanship. Every strike now carried a profound, mysterious, and magnanimous Intent!
However, Shi Cang was, without a doubt, a true powerhouse!
Facing Qin Feng’s storm-like onslaught, he actually managed to withstand it all!
He swung the door-panel broadsword in his hands into an impenetrable defense, every block unleashing astonishing power!
The commotion from their clash was simply too immense.
Soon, it attracted more and more contestants who were active in the nearby area.
After a minute, several thousand Martial Artists, drawn by the commotion, had gathered in a dense crowd around the ruined Relic.
They had been drawn by the sounds of battle, but also by the red blip on their maps that marked Qin Feng as the "Mobile Treasure Vault."
But now, as they witnessed the two figures at the center fighting like a pair of gods or demons in a world-ending battle, looks of utter horror appeared on all their faces.
They all stopped in unison several kilometers from the battlefield’s center, not daring to inch any closer for fear of being caught in the rampaging aftershocks.
Any thought of taking advantage of the chaos vanished in that instant.
...
The battle continued.
Three minutes later, the ancient Relic, which spanned several square kilometers, had been completely razed to the ground by Qin Feng and Shi Cang.
Bottomless craters and crisscrossing slash marks scarred the landscape.
And Shi Cang was finally at his limit.
Although his power was immense, what he cultivated was, in the end, purely the Great Dao of "Strength."
Qin Feng, however, not only possessed the even more terrifying potential of a Starry Sky Giant Beast, but also had exquisite killing techniques that had reached the realm of Perfection!
BANG—!
Another earth-shattering collision!
Shi Cang’s broadsword and the tip of Qin Feng’s spear slammed into each other once again!
This time, the violent, spiraling power in Qin Feng’s attack, infused with the Will of [Qian Yuan], burst forth from the tip of his spear like a flooding dam, grinding everything in its path!
CRACK... CRACK...
Amidst a cringe-inducing cracking sound, the broadsword, forged from a special alloy, began to splinter inch by inch. Finally, with a mournful shriek as if it could bear no more, it exploded into a cloud of metallic shards!
"PFFT!"
As if struck by lightning, Shi Cang himself violently spat out a mouthful of blood. His body was sent flying backward for dozens of meters like a kite with a snapped string, a desperate attempt to shed the destructive power that had invaded his body.
Shi Cang, defeated!
While his body was still in mid-air, a soft white light enveloped him, instantly teleporting him out of the arena.
The entire world fell silent in an instant.
All that remained was Qin Feng, standing proudly upon the ruins like a god or demon, Long Spear in hand.
The thousands of spectating Martial Artists watched this staggering scene, all falling into a deathly silence.
A moment later, they all turned and left in unison, without a sound.
Not a single one of them held even the slightest shred of desire for the "Mobile Treasure Vault" anymore.