Chapter 0587 Crushing Dragons and Phoenixes

Chapter 0587: Overwhelming the Dragon and Phoenix

The strength Qin Yun had just displayed left everyone utterly stunned.

Everyone knew that Hua Xiyue had once defeated Qin Yun and warned him to stay away from Liu Jingmeng.

Now, by eliminating the vice-captain of Hua Xiyue’s faction, Qin Yun was clearly issuing a challenge to Hua Xiyue.

Qin Yun hovered in the air, gazing into the distance.

A large group of people was charging toward him on foot.

It was an entire regiment!

Looking at the banner held high by the group, Qin Yun spotted the words "Tyrant Dragon" and couldn’t help but smile faintly.

The hundred or so figures rushing toward him were none other than the Tyrant Dragon Corps!

Long Ziming had also hurried over after receiving Long Kuangxing’s summons.

"Shields up! We’re under attack!" Long Ziming sensed a terrifying surge of power approaching and immediately shouted a warning.

Long Ziming was formidable—Qin Yun had previously struggled to defeat him.

At this moment, Long Ziming was the quickest to react.

Upon spotting the Tyrant Dragon Corps, Qin Yun executed 'Ninefold Steps' and flashed toward them mid-air, unleashing a punch toward the ground.

It was the Peerless Tsunami Strike!

Blazing waves, fused with violent shockwaves, surged forth one after another.

Ninefold fiery shockwaves transformed the blaze into tsunamis of flame, crashing down relentlessly.

The Ninth Layer Martial Path experts in the Tyrant Dragon Corps couldn’t even react before being obliterated by the overwhelming fiery shockwaves, instantly reduced to ashes.

Even the Spirit Martial Realm masters who managed to withstand the attack were left severely wounded, attempting to flee—only to be cut down by Qin Yun’s flying blades.

Long Ziming was the fastest to escape!

He fled into the distance.

Qin Yun gave a frosty grin and immediately gave chase.

With Ninefold Steps activated, his speed was unrivaled among his peers.

Though Long Ziming was swift, it didn’t take long for Qin Yun to catch up.

"You… are Qin Yun?"

Though Long Ziming recognized him from the aura, he struggled to accept it.

Because the current Qin Yun was a far cry from the past.

"Long Ziming, worthless trash like you only exists in the Immortal Armament Phantom Realm to feed me points, right?" Qin Yun smiled faintly and clutched the air from a distance.

The Nether Sun energy he unleashed carried a pulling force, dragging Long Ziming—who was dozens of meters ahead—back toward him.

Long Ziming’s whirlpool force also possessed a similar pulling effect.

He never expected Qin Yun could harness a similar force.

Long Ziming, who was desperately fleeing, was dragged backward by this force.

Qin Yun lunged forward and struck Long Ziming with a palm strike.

The violent thunderfire power shredded through Long Ziming’s body.

Even those in the safe city could see a furious black lightning bolt blasting through Long Ziming’s body before arcing hundreds of meters further.

This alone proved how terrifying that lightning was!

After Qin Yun’s bones underwent spiritual awakening, they contained vast amounts of inner energy.

Bear in mind, the power of his Sky Lion Mystic Body was restricted—otherwise, his strength would have been monstrous.

Long Ziming felt nothing but terror!

The last time he fought Qin Yun, they had deadlocked.

Yet now, in just one exchange, Qin Yun had punched clean through him.

"Qin Yun… how… how did you become so strong?" Long Ziming’s voice trembled with fear as he stared at Qin Yun.

"I have trash like you to thank—for your oppression, for trampling on my life! It’s precisely because of scum like you that I must grow stronger, never bowing to you!"

Qin Yun’s words were filled with imposing force, each syllable razor-edged, making Long Ziming shudder uncontrollably.

Boom—boom—boom—boom—

The distant earth suddenly rumbled.

Another battalion was approaching!

This one was far larger than the Tyrant Dragon Corps.

"Sister Qiaofeng, save me!" Long Ziming, not about to forfeit points, shouted desperately.

"No one can save you now. *Die!* Next time you bring me points, remember to be polite!" With that, Qin Yun obliterated Long Ziming with a single palm strike.

Qin Yun was now at the Spirit Martial Realm. Killing those at the Ninth Layer Martial Path only gave him one point, while slaying Spirit Martial warriors earned him two.

His point accumulation had plateaued considerably.

Seeing a battalion of several hundred approaching, Qin Yun felt a grim satisfaction rise within him.

He recognized Long Qiaofeng—the woman who had captured him last time, trying to force him to hand over the Golden Ape Totem.

Long Qiaofeng had always been within the Immortal Arms Illusory Realm, near the safe city, allowing her to arrive here the fastest.

She spotted Qin Yun from afar and immediately took to the skies.

In the blink of an eye, Long Qiaofeng appeared before Qin Yun.

Her flowing locks cascaded over her chest, framing her porcelain oval face. A self-assured smirk played on her lips, her slightly elongated eyes radiating equal parts charm, coldness, and battle-ready intensity.

"Qin Yun, you just annihilated Long Ziming’s battalion, but your points hardly budged. Clearly, you’ve broken through to the Spirit Martial Realm, haven’t you?"

"Correct!" Qin Yun replied coldly. "Since you’re in such a hurry to feed me points, should I thank you?"

The people of Safety City now also understood why Qin Yun was so terrifying.

He had actually reached the Spirit Martial Stage!

Even at the Ninth Layer Martial Path, Qin Yun was already formidable enough to defeat Liu Chongsheng from the Medicine Immortal Vale!

Remember, Liu Chongsheng was a warrior with both a Profound Body and a totem!

And now, Qin Yun's power is beyond comprehension!

Perhaps only the top ten disciples on the Martial Arts Ranking could give him a fight.

"Qin Yun, first off, congratulations on advancing to the Spirit Martial Stage. This means you will soon become a Core Disciple!" Long Qiaofeng flipped the hair draped over her chest behind her.

She wore a coy smile, but her eyes were filled with coldness.

"Long Qiaofeng, right? Then I’ll call you Senior Sister first!" Qin Yun snorted coldly. "Since you congratulated me on becoming a warrior, I can make your death dignified!"

"Oh? How do you plan to make my death dignified?" Long Qiaofeng barked a laugh.

"By leaving you a whole corpse!" Qin Yun said.

"That is indeed dignified. If it were anyone else, after defeating me, they would surely do something undignified to my body!" Long Qiaofeng's laughter carried a heavy murderous aura. "I hope you don’t have such thoughts, or you’ll die a miserable death in reality!"

"Don’t worry, I’ve got standards, unlike some! Besides, even if I turned into a beast, I wouldn’t be so desperate!"

Qin Yun's gaze was bold and teasing as he looked up and down at Long Qiaofeng’s statuesque frame.

"How rare—a man who doesn’t want me? What an insult!" Long Qiaofeng laughed loudly. "However, in my eyes, this is also an insult!"

Qin Yun glanced around and said, "Your would-be suitors don’t seem to have arrived yet! I deliberately played along to let you stall for time, but they still haven’t shown up?"

"Don’t lump me with those swine!" Long Qiaofeng hissed, her face instantly turning icy. "If you dare call them my companions again, I’ll kill you!"

"Fine, you’re clearly waiting for those swine to arrive!" Qin Yun smiled faintly.

"Exactly, I’m waiting for them to deal with you! I’m too lazy to fight you myself—just stalling you is enough!" Long Qiaofeng sneered. "If you’re smart, you should run now instead of playing hero here! Men like you are always so arrogant!"

Qin Yun looked at the battalion below and asked, "How many Spirit Martial Stage warriors are in your battalion?"

"Three hundred at the Ninth Layer Martial Path, and a hundred in the Spirit Martial Stage! If you can kill them all, that’s 500 points!" Long Qiaofeng said. "You currently have 200 points. Getting another 500 wouldn’t be bad!"

"I’ll gladly accept these 500 points you’ve delivered!" Qin Yun barked a laugh before suddenly darting past Long Qiaofeng and charging toward the "Qiaofeng Battalion."

"In your dreams!"

Long Qiaofeng originally didn’t want to fight, and she truly had no intention of engaging Qin Yun.

But now that Qin Yun had crossed the line, she had no choice but to act.

Long Qiaofeng raised her alabaster hands, and with a dragon’s roar and a phoenix’s cry, the spectral forms of a dragon and a phoenix surged toward Qin Yun.

"This woman has a dual dragon-phoenix martial soul!" Ling Yuner exclaimed in shock. "It must be a Purple-Gold Martial Soul!"

Qin Yun was also startled and quickly threw a punch, executing the Six Forms of Dragon Forging.

"Thunderclap Strike!"

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The rumbling thunder and roaring flames surged forth, pressing down upon the mighty dragon and phoenix.

The powerful dragon and phoenix apparition was shattered by Qin Yun’s punch!

Long Qiaofeng gritted her teeth, her heart pounding with shock, as she drew a broadsword. Fiery wings erupted from her shoulders.

She blinked across the battlefield to Qin Yun's front, and as her broadsword slashed down, the massive phoenix wings flapped, unleashing a tidal wave of furious fire.

The Purple Gold Flame, accompanied by the cry of a phoenix and the ferocious sword energy, engulfed Qin Yun like a purple-gold pillar of light.

Qin Yun also drew his weapon and executed the Six Forms of Wind Slash!

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!

The Six Forms of Wind Slash erupted with overwhelming force, with draconic fury and tiger's might, lightning and thunder, repelling the tidal wave of furious fire.

Seeing Qin Yun charging toward her with his blade, his presence dwarfing mountains, his might shaking the heavens, Long Qiaofeng panicked and swiftly dodged.

Qin Yun’s slash sent a massive wave of black flames into the air, resembling a churning ink-black firestorm that shrouded the sky.

The earth beneath them cracked and collapsed, quaking like an earthquake!

The onlookers, witnessing Qin Yun’s power—now comparable to the top ten on the Martial Arts Ranking—were certain he would soon carve his name among them.

It was only a matter of time before Qin Yun secured his spot in the top ten.

Long Qiaofeng bore the crushing weight of Qin Yun’s overwhelming strength and knew that continuing the fight might lead to her defeat.

Just as she considered retreating with her troops, Qin Yun blinked across the battlefield again and unleashed another set of the Six Forms of Wind Slash!

The blade’s energy stirred thunderous fury, a primordial beast unleashed, splitting mountains and earth as countless black lightning bolts rained down upon Long Qiaofeng.

Qin Yun finally struck her!

"Ah—"

Long Qiaofeng let out a piercing shriek, feeling as though her body were being torn apart.

Boom!

Qin Yun flashed forward and threw another punch.

Long Qiaofeng crossed her palms, and the roars of dragons and phoenixes erupted, unleashing primordial bestial power that repelled Qin Yun’s fist.

The collision's shockblast tore through the sky and earth, filling the air with deafening thunderclaps as the recently restored ground was once again ripped apart.

Long Qiaofeng’s strength was a notch below Qin Yun’s. After the exchange, she was sent flying, blood trickling from her lips, her long hair whipping about like angry serpents.

Qin Yun closed the distance in a flash, retrieving alchemically-forged bonds from his storage spirit artifact and trussing up Long Qiaofeng like a captured phoenix!