Chapter 115: The Swan Saint vs. Liu Shen, Successfully Seizing the Kunpeng Technique!
And so, within this blood-colored small world, filled with strangeness and an ominous aura.
Liu Shen brought Little One and Qian Renxue forward. Their steps seemed slow, yet in truth, they shrank the earth into inches as they advanced toward the very core of the Kunpeng nest.
Along the way, sinister winds howled, and ghostly wails echoed.
"Roar!"
Suddenly, the ground split open violently, and baleful energy shot into the sky.
A massive corpse demon burst out from underground. No one knew what race it had been in life, but after death, its bones had transformed into a dark gold color.
It let out a furious roar. Corpse poison capable of corroding even a Venerable's body swirled around it as it opened its huge maw and lunged at the three.
"Careful!" Qian Renxue cried out. The Angelic Holy Sword in her hand erupted with golden light as she instinctively tried to block, regardless of whether she could stop it.
However, Liu Shen did not even spare it a glance.
"Dust to dust, ashes to ashes."
Immediately afterward, only a ripple of the divine will spread out.
"Puff!"
Just like that, the terrifying corpse monster shattered on the spot while still ten zhang away from Liu Shen. It then turned into a sky full of bone powder, dispersing into the heavens and earth with the sinister wind.
Along the way, whether it was evil spirits pouncing out from the void or ten-thousand-year-old corpses crawling out from underground,
Before the hazy green radiance that enveloped heaven and earth around Liu Shen, all were like ants—utterly incapable of stopping her in the slightest.
Finally, after passing through a land of white bones, the scene ahead suddenly opened up.
An ancient altar floated in the void. Below it surged endless chaos energy, while above it, yin and yang energies flowed, evolving into a grand phenomenon of the Kunpeng soaring into the sky and transforming into a Kun in the sea.
At the center of the altar, an incomparably dazzling mass of light rose and fell.
Through the divine light, one could vaguely see an incomplete yet primordial treasure bone exuding an ancient prehistoric aura.
On the surface of the bone, dense runes flickered. Each rune seemed alive, expounding the ultimate profound truths of power and speed in this world.
The Kunpeng Technique!
Treasure Technique of one of the Archaic Vicious Ten!
However, just as Liu Shen brought the two of them into this altar region, they discovered that someone was already standing there.
It was an old man dressed in a gray-white Daoist robe, with white hair and a beard.
Though he appeared somewhat like an immortal sage, his eyes were fixed intensely on the treasure bone atop the altar, filled with desire.
Around him, a massive phantom of a swan drifted faintly, emitting the powerful aura of a Venerable.
The Swan Saint!
Upon hearing the movement behind him, the Swan Saint abruptly turned around and looked at the approaching trio.
"Hm? Where did you come fr—"
Before he could finish speaking, the moment his gaze fell upon Liu Shen, who was shrouded in green radiance, his sharp eyes suddenly contracted.
As if he had seen something of great terror, the aura around his body instantly became chaotic.
"Y-you?!"
The Swan Saint's expression changed drastically, and he involuntarily stepped back.
How could he not recognize this willow tree!
Not long ago, the aura of his useless disciple, the Sky-Swallowing Bird, had suddenly vanished.
Sensing it, the Swan Saint followed the trail without understanding what had happened.
He chased it all the way to a small village deep within the Great Wilderness.
There, the Sky-Swallowing Bird had already been annihilated, leaving not even a trace.
Even so, he only managed to capture a faint remnant of its aura.
And he had also seen, at the entrance of that village, a charred willow tree rooted in place.
Although he had only glanced at it from afar back then, that feeling remained unforgettable even now.
After guessing that this willow tree had taken action to destroy the Sky-Swallowing Bird, the Swan Saint had already listed it as a forbidden existence not to be provoked.
He never expected to encounter it here again!
Looking at Liu Shen, whom he could not see through at all, the Swan Saint took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed the fear in his heart.
He had attained the Dao as a bird. To him, the Kunpeng Technique was not merely a treasure technique but a supreme path that could allow his bloodline to return to its origin and reach ultimate sublimation!
This temptation was not only immense for him but for all avian creatures.
Perhaps only the True Phoenix Technique, also one of the Archaic Vicious Ten Techniques, could compare.
Therefore, even though he guessed that Liu Shen had also come for the Kunpeng Technique, the Swan Saint still gritted his teeth and stopped retreating.
Finally, after his expression shifted repeatedly, he cupped his hands and said through clenched teeth:
"Fellow Daoist, your divine might is overwhelming. I know I am no match."
"But… to my bird race, the Kunpeng Technique is more important than life."
"I, an unworthy old man, dare to ask for one move of guidance from you!"
"If I am fortunate enough, I would like to ask a fellow Daoist to give me a chance to compete fairly for this treasure bone."
After speaking, he looked at Liu Shen nervously, afraid she would refuse.
But this was already the greatest concession the Swan Saint could make.
Hearing this, Liu Shen said nothing.
Seeing that the other party was also someone seeking the Dao, Liu Shen did not unleash a massacre and instead simply acted.
She made no unnecessary movements. Only a single willow branch hanging at her side was gently lifted, devoid of any worldly aura.
Then, toward the direction of the Swan Saint, she casually brushed it forward.
"Buzz!"
This seemingly gentle motion appeared to contain the ultimate principles of heaven and earth.
In just an instant, the space where the Swan Saint stood silently split apart.
The Swan Saint roared. As his divine power burned, the swan phantom behind him let out a mournful cry.
It spread its wings, evolving into countless pure white feathers that transformed into tens of thousands of heavenly swords, attempting to block the attack.
However, the gap between them was simply too great.
Before that willow branch, the countless sword-feathers were like paper, instantly shattering apart.
The Swan Saint felt an irresistible force slam into his chest. His protective divine light exploded instantly, and his entire body was sent flying like a kite with its string cut, crashing violently into a distant stone wall.
"Puff!"
He spat out a mouthful of blood. His face turned pale, and his aura became extremely disordered.
With just one move, or rather a casual flick, he was defeated completely and utterly!
"Thank you, Fellow Daoist, for showing mercy."
Yet the Swan Saint was decisive. Struggling to his feet, he bowed deeply toward Liu Shen.
He knew that if she had truly intended to kill him, that single strike would have sent him down the same path as the Sky-Swallowing Bird.
"My skills are inferior."
"This Kunpeng Technique… I will not contend for it."
After speaking, the Swan Saint acted decisively without any hesitation. He transformed into a streak of light and rushed toward the exit of the nest.
He knew this place would soon become a meat grinder.
If he stayed any longer, death was inevitable!
After the Swan Saint left, Liu Shen faced no more obstacles.
She stepped forward and ascended the altar.
"Take."
Then Liu Shen extended a hand as white as jade into the mass of light and grasped the floating primordial treasure bone.
"Boom!"
The moment the treasure bone entered her hand, its light shot into the sky, causing the entire Kunpeng nest to tremble violently!
"Not good! We're a step too late!"
At that moment, several terrifying auras finally arrived.
"Who is it? Who dared to get here first?!"
End of Chapter