Chapter 1455: Chapter 1452: Battle for Core Formation
With a sharp tearing sound, the black bead flew like a high-speed projectile, instantly appearing before Wang Xingpeng.
Wang Xingpeng’s Divine Sense had already locked onto the black bead, unable to discern any peculiarity within it, and realized that it lacked any formation or rune fluctuations. He scoffed and reached out to grab the black bead.
"Poof!"
A muffled sound.
Wang Xingpeng’s right hand touched the black bead.
In that moment, Wang Xingpeng’s expression changed dramatically.
He felt that he wasn’t holding a small black bead, but rather bearing the weight of an entire world.
Crack!
A crisp sound of bone breaking spread, and simultaneously, Wang Xingpeng’s body was sent flying backward.
Fortunately, he had many Magic Treasures on him, and when his body was pushed back by the black bead, he used a Godspeed Talisman to instantly widen the distance between himself and the black bead.
At this point, Yang Fei appeared on the peak of Piaomiao Mountain, standing in front of Tong Yunshu and Lu Qingyue.
With a thought, he halted the forward motion of the Extreme Fire Demon Pearl, allowing it to hover in the void before him.
Lu Qingyue was taken aback to see Yang Fei attack Wang Xingpeng and retreat him with a single strike, staring in shock at the hovering black bead.
"What Magic Treasure is this, to be so powerful that it injured Wang Xingpeng at the mid-stage of Core Formation with just one hit?"
After half a year, seeing Yang Fei again, Tong Yunshu was delighted and said, "Yang Fei, you’ve finally returned."
Yang Fei glanced at her apologetically, saying, "Sorry, I have been by my master’s side cultivating during this time and couldn’t accompany you."
Tong Yunshu shook her head, "Cultivation is most important; seeing you grow brings me more joy than anything."
Yang Fei nodded and said, "Let’s talk after I deal with this scum."
He looked up at Wang Xingpeng, his eyes flashing with killing intent, and said coldly, "Initially, due to your parents, I planned to endure until I grew thoroughly and settle the score with you, but you insist on seeking death, so I’ll fulfill your wish."
Wang Xingpeng felt the pain of his fractured right arm as he gazed suspiciously at Yang Fei, with that black bead hovering in front of him, feeling both shock and anger.
Upon hearing Yang Fei’s words, he couldn’t help but sneer, "Heh, you, a mere brat, want to kill me? Don’t think having an impressive Magic Treasure makes you formidable. You’re too naive to fight me."
Yang Fei said nothing, and with a telekinetic push, the Extreme Fire Demon Pearl speedily rushed toward Wang Xingpeng.
This past period by Wan Daorong’s side made Yang Fei’s understanding of the Tao Longevity Scripture deeper, and his Cultivation Realm advanced rapidly.
Other Core Formation Stage cultivators require decades or even centuries to advance a minor Realm, but he achieved peak Core Formation Stage in just half a year, and a few days ago directly broke through to become a middle-stage Core Formation cultivator.
Of course, this quick breakthrough was linked to the multitude of spiritual elixirs for realm-breaking found in the storage bag Wang Xingpeng gifted him.
Every month, he would consume a large amount of elixirs to accelerate his Mana growth.
Wan Daorong had warned him, saying haste makes waste, and though it appeared he’d broken through, unstable foundations might affect future growth. Yet Yang Fei didn’t heed Wan Daorong’s advice—his sole aim was rapid breakthrough, to grow swiftly.
Besides cultivating with Wan Daorong, Yang Fei would research the Extreme Fire Demon Pearl in his free time during these six months.
Though he couldn’t hold the Extreme Fire Demon Pearl, he found he could manipulate it at will through mind alone.
More than that, three months ago, he even attempted entering the world within the Extreme Fire Demon Pearl while Wan Daorong was absent, discovering he truly returned to Earth.
Moreover, he returned to his own room in White Jade City.
This attempt surprised and delighted him, greatly boosting his confidence.
Everything turned out to be real.
The Extreme Fire Demon Pearl was indeed Earth, and a profound life-and-death bond existed between him and the Earth Fire Demon Pearl.
Leaving Earth meant carrying the Extreme Fire Demon Pearl with him, and he could return to the Earth World anytime at will.
Moreover, when he wished to leave Earth, he didn’t need to head to the transmission channel, as a mere thought would have the Extreme Fire Demon Pearl teleport him back to the position he’d last been before returning to Earth.
Later, Yang Fei tested it a few times, accurately returning to his room in White Jade City each time, and coming back in Wan Daorong’s courtyard room.
Confirming this made Yang Fei incredibly excited.
Yet he didn’t show it, remained discreet with Wan Daorong, evading displaying any emotions that might alert Wan Daorong of anomalies.
Until he broke through to middle-stage Core Formation, Yang Fei could no longer stay; he said he hadn’t seen Tong Yunshu for too long and was worried she’d worry, so he left Tian Nan Peak Main Peak to return to Piaomiao Stream.
To his surprise, before reaching Piaomiao Stream, he saw Wang Xingpeng harassing Tong Yunshu here—Yang Fei was immediately furious, with old and new grudges combined, giving him no more hesitation as he decisively attacked Wang Xingpeng.
No matter what, today he must kill Wang Xingpeng.
As for the consequences of killing him, he cared not.
If Wan Daorong and other Shang Qing Sect members couldn’t protect him, he’d flee back to Earth.
Returning to the matter, as Yang Fei again propelled the Extreme Fire Demon Pearl towards Wang Xingpeng, Wang Xingpeng’s heart tightened in dread, not daring to face it head-on. His figure flickered swiftly aside while being thoroughly enraged by Yang Fei, eyes flashing cold light, darting around the Extreme Fire Demon Pearl, and charging directly towards Yang Fei.
Wang Xingpeng’s speed as a mid-stage Core Formation master was extremely fast, his form ghostly, appearing before Yang Fei in the blink of an eye, just ten meters away.
Yang Fei sneered, not dodging, and conjured up a Silver Whip in his hand, the Soul Binding Rope.
As the Soul Binding Rope swung, piercing rupture sounds filled the void.
"Snap!"
A terrifying Soul Capturing Power engulfed Wang Xingpeng’s body.
Wang Xingpeng was appalled, feeling his Sea of Consciousness loosen, his Divine Soul uncontrollably getting drawn out.
In the nick of time, Wang Xingpeng bit his tongue tip hard, spitting out a mouthful of blood while grabbing several talisman papers.
The talisman papers were slapped on his forehead, instantly closing the loosened Sea of Consciousness door, locking the almost-drawn Divine Soul inside the Sea of Consciousness Space.
"Solid Soul Talisman!" exclaimed Lu Qingyue with a pale complexion, filled with envy.
No wonder he was a top-level Second Generation Immortal from Tianzhu Peak, casually producing talismans of Divine Talisman Level.
Yang Fei’s Magic Treasure earlier was too terrifying; it wasn’t aimed at her, but she still sensed that terrifying Soul Capturing Power in the void advancing.
As if all Soul Powers across heaven and earth could be captured and suppressed, she had thought Wang Xingpeng would meet his end, not expecting him to casually pull out a Divine Talisman.
Yang Fei clearly sensed Wang Xingpeng’s Primordial Spirit nearly drawn by the Soul Binding Rope was suppressed back by the talisman, not expecting such power from the talisman.
That talisman’s power is truly terrifying; given his current Realm and Soul Binding Rope’s power, ordinarily, Wang Xingpeng’s same Realm couldn’t withstand this strike, yet he blocked it.
Nonetheless, Yang Fei wasn’t disheartened, a gleam of fierceness passed through his eyes as he swung the Soul Binding Rope repeatedly, "Let’s see how long you can withstand."
