Zeng Xingtian looked at the domineering and fiery Li Feng and sneered disdainfully.

Although the Vermilion Bird Fire on the other party was as relentless as a parasitic maggot, not stopping until it burned the target to ashes, a prepared Zeng Xingtian wouldn’t make such a basic mistake.

Watching Li Feng’s Golden Core explode, layers of fierce flames like surging waves devouring in all directions, Zeng Xingtian stopped in his tracks, and the sword energy from the Stream Sword Technique intertwined into a sword curtain, blocking the incoming fiery wave.

Although the Vermilion Bird Fire could even burn this sword energy, Zeng Xingtian remained calm as a mountain, watching Li Feng’s final futile struggle.

In his eyes, Li Feng was already a trapped beast, and this near-self-destructive outburst would only deplete his own Primordial Energy, even though in the fusion of water and fire, Zeng Xingtian was also continuously consuming energy. However, he was at the Golden Core Late Stage, surely he wouldn’t lose in terms of endurance.

Zeng Xingtian resisted the sweeping waves of fire, slightly clicking his tongue in his heart. The bloodline indeed lived up to the Holy Beast Bloodline. Although his continuous attacks had been resolved by Li Feng, they must have consumed a considerable amount, yet now Li Feng could still muster such powerful force.

If he could control this bloodline, perhaps he too would grow into a supreme power within Ancestor Dragon City, admired by all.

Perhaps by this means he could swallow the Sikong family, usurping their position and making the Zeng Family one of the rulers of Ancestor Dragon City.

The more Zeng Xingtian thought about it, the more excited he became. Meanwhile, Li Feng, who had just released an outburst, seemed to be as Zeng Xingtian assumed, with the previously mighty fire waves gradually receding, Li Feng appearing to have exhausted all his energy.

"Li Feng, stop struggling in vain, it’s destined to be your death day today."

Zeng Xingtian, carrying the River Stream Sword, walked calmly over the ashes of the burnt bamboo grove. The explosion Li Feng produced earlier had swept across a hundred-foot radius, turning everything within into whitened ground.

In more distant areas, the domineering Purple Flame continued to engulf in all directions, but to Zeng Xingtian it was no longer a threat.

Looking at the confident Zeng Xingtian, Li Feng’s mouth suddenly curled into a grin: "Don’t be so sure of yourself."

"Whose death day it will be today is still uncertain."

"Hmph, do you still think you can turn the tables? With what? I admit that the bloodline is indeed powerful, and your growth is unexpected. In just a month, you’ve managed to take several of my sword strikes without dying." 𝒻𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝘯𝘰𝑣ℯ𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝘮

"Li Feng, you’re already impressive, but...."

Zeng Xingtian looked at Li Feng with contempt in his eyes: "You’ve grown too quickly, your strength completely reliant on Bloodline Power. When facing those weaker than you, you can easily crush them, encountering someone of similar strength, you can still gain the upper hand through explosive bloodline power, even reversing the situation."

"But when you meet someone stronger, capable of crushing you, your pride in your Bloodline Power can’t save you."

"Li Feng, in my eyes, your sword skills are unremarkable, utterly dependent on brute force."

"So, no matter how many times, the one who fails will always be you."

"Accept reality."

Zeng Xingtian wasn’t in a rush to draw his sword; he wanted to grind Li Feng underfoot, making him recognize his own weakness.

Looking at Zeng Xingtian advancing step by step, Li Feng suddenly burst out laughing: "Well said."

"Indeed, in terms of swordsmanship, compared to your Sword Intent, my abilities are nothing. My sword techniques rely purely on brute strength."

"As long as I’m stronger than you, my sword is invincible."

"And you, can only be crushed by me."

Zeng Xingtian sneered directly: "Stronger than me? Just with you?"

"Do you think you can ascend to the heavens in one step and leap directly into the Golden Core Late Stage?" Zeng Xingtian was full of disdain. Did he really believe that Bloodline Power was omnipotent? He acknowledged that activating Bloodline Power could rapidly increase strength, but claiming it could swiftly elevate one from Golden Core Early Stage to Golden Core Late Stage was nothing but a fantasy.

Unless the Vermilion Bird descended once more to forcibly elevate him.

But what was Li Feng that the Vermilion Bird Holy Beast would repeatedly protect him, unless he was the vermilion bird’s illegitimate child.

"Heh, just me."

Li Feng looked at Zeng Xingtian, his gaze sweeping towards the sea of bamboo burning behind Zeng Xingtian. By this point, the fiery surroundings had reached a certain level, and waves of heat formed by the flames were fanning the fire to burn brighter.

And what was visible was not all there was.

Earlier, Li Feng hadn’t been fleeing in a straight line but in a curve; from a bird’s eye view, you’d see another ring of flames spreading in two directions outside the perimeter of Li Feng’s circle of the Fire Country.

That was the Purple Flame Spark Li Feng discreetly left while fleeing earlier. Though just tiny sparks, when fused with the domineering Vermilion Bird Fire, they possessed the strongest adherence and incendiary properties, igniting even the iron-hard purple bamboo like kindling.

Li Feng had been stalling for time just to allow these scattered sparks to create a prairie fire. Zeng Xingtian might have noticed, but he didn’t take it seriously, as long as the fire didn’t fall on him, he wouldn’t care.

Li Feng watched as two converging fires joined together. As the inner and outer circles of fire began devouring each other, the fire reached its peak.

"Zeng Xingtian, take a good look."

"Watch how I kill you." After speaking, Li Feng stepped forward, instantly leaving a shadow, and in the next moment, plunged headlong into the sea of flames.

Zeng Xingtian, seeing the situation, felt slightly uneasy, but quickly sneered: "Trying to use the fire to kill me?"

"Naive."

He admitted that this use of force could temporarily increase the power of one’s attacks, but even so, thinking of turning the tables was wishful thinking.

"Li Feng, since you refuse to give up, I’ll play with you, let you see clearly what a real gap is."

Having said that, Zeng Xingtian swung the River Stream Sword, instantly, as the sword moved, streams of water transformed into Sword Intent. These Sword Intents continuously gathered, like streams merging rapidly into a river.

Zeng Xingtian’s Sword Intent advanced in layers, ceaselessly merging until it became a Sword Dao river, and the momentum of his sword rose with it, the Sword Qi surging like great waves.

Standing in the sea of flames, Li Feng saw Zeng Xingtian’s overwhelming Sword Intent, the grand Sword Qi as vast as a river.

But there wasn’t a trace of fear in Li Feng. Instead, he spread his arms wide, desperately operating the Burning Technique. Instantly, the fire in the surrounding sea of flames was devoured by Li Feng like a black hole.

Li Feng’s clothing incinerated to nothing in moments, his exposed skin showing his meridians and blood vessels like flowing magma under the operation of the Burning Technique; his entire being surged with intense waves of heat.

Ah.

Enduring the backlash pain of merging a thousand fires into his body, Li Feng let out a low growl, and the fire sea within a radius of several miles transformed into myriad flame dragons pouring into Li Feng’s body.