Chapter 132: The Sealed Space

Clang!

Xia Jiuxuan raised his palm, catching the spear tip head-on.

"Pfft!"

The immense recoil sent the young man flying backward, blood spraying from his mouth continuously.

"You! I'll fight you to the death!"

The young man, consumed by rage, spat a mouthful of essence blood onto the body of the spear.

"Fight to the death? Do you even qualify?"

Xia Jiuxuan’s gaze darkened as he transformed into a blur of motion once more.

"Palm of Annihilation!"

Boom!

The entire Feathering Sect trembled. A massive palm print descended from the sky.

"No!"

Before the young man could react, the palm print slammed into him.

*Splat...*

His body burst apart, turning into a puddle of gore. A cultivator at the eighth level of the Mortal Severing Realm had been effortlessly crushed to death with a single palm strike!

This sight terrified the other disciples of the seventh and eighth levels of the Mortal Severing Realm.

"Xia Jiuxuan, you are courting death!"

After the youth was killed, a thunderous roar erupted from within the Feathering Sect. Before the figure appeared, a blazing fire-blade slashed down from the sky.

"Retreat!"

Sensing the terrifying pressure, the other disciples of the Feathering Sect scrambled away in haste.

Xia Jiuxuan stood firm in the air. "Finally, someone halfway decent has arrived."

His robes fluttered in the wind as a purple spirit sword hovered before him.

"Blazing Fire Pierces the Clouds!"

Clang!

The spirit sword ignited with blood-red flames and soared upward. The fire-blade and the blood-fire sword collided in mid-air.

Boom!

The impact shook the very earth and mountains. Balls of fire scattered, raining down upon the land and setting the stones and soil ablaze. Suddenly, molten lava flowed across the grounds of the Feathering Sect, as if a volcano had erupted from beneath the earth.

The thousand or so disciples remaining in the sect stared in horror at the ghastly scene.

"Too strong! Who would have thought a boy from a mortal kingdom could possess such combat power!"

"Xia Jiuxuan must be a god descended to earth!"

Everyone was stunned; they had never imagined such a monstrous genius could emerge from a mortal land.

"Suppress!"

Xia Jiuxuan waved his hand, and the spirit sword split into ten, attacking the fire-blade from all directions. Under the assault of countless sword shadows, the fire-blade instantly dimmed and retreated.

Whoosh!

Two figures finally appeared. One of them, an old man, flew up and gripped the fire-blade tightly.

"Elder Qin is here!"

The Feathering Sect disciples rushed over to hide behind Elder Qin. The first clash had come to an end. The entire Feathering Sect fell silent. Xia Jiuxuan stood facing the two figures, separated by only a few yards.

The two men were Elder Qin Lingyuan of the Feathering Sect, Xia Zhong’s grandfather, and Qin Fengxian, Xia Zhong’s older brother!

Qin Lingyuan’s aged face was etched with deep wrinkles, and his weary eyes were filled with murderous intent.

"You little bastard, you finally showed up," Qin Lingyuan spat with hatred.

"You old cur, I have come to collect your miserable life." Xia Jiuxuan’s eyes were bloodshot as he stared fixedly at them.

Xia Zhong had originally been worth less than a dog. It was only because he had these two as his backing that he dared to act so tyrannically. If not for Xia Jiuxuan awakening the memories of his divine soul, he would have been killed by Xia Zhong long ago. Had he died, the fate of little Ranran would have been unimaginably tragic. Recalling the day Xia Zhong sent men to capture little Ranran, Xia Jiuxuan’s fury became uncontrollable.

This debt was not only for Xia Zhong, but also for these two! Furthermore, even if Xia Jiuxuan had not come, these two would have done everything in their power to hunt him down. This feud was a matter of life and death!

Qin Lingyuan sensed the frantic murderous intent emanating from Xia Jiuxuan, yet he was no less eager to kill him. Qin Lingyuan waved his hand, dismissing the disciples behind him, and looked Xia Jiuxuan up and down.

"You wretch, you gained some benefits in the secret realm, and your strength is not bad, but it’s a pity your cultivation is too low! To dare to assault our sect at a mere Mortal Severing Realm—you are the first in history!"

Beside him, Qin Fengxian gave a cold, cruel laugh. "The first fool in history, more like! We weren't going to hunt you down, and you delivered yourself to our doorstep!"

Xia Jiuxuan stared at them with contempt. "So close to death, and yet so much nonsense?"

"You don't even know your place—are you worthy?" Qin Fengxian roared, summoning a cyan-gray flag.

"Spatial Severance, Seal!"

Boom!

The air vibrated. The space within a hundred yards around Xia Jiuxuan seemed to solidify in an instant.

"Oh?" Xia Jiuxuan raised an eyebrow. This flag was actually a space-type magic treasure. Seeing Xia Jiuxuan’s furrowed brow, Qin Fengxian laughed coldly.

"You little scum, didn't expect this, did you? I have a treasure passed down from the Sacred Ground!"

Qin Fengxian’s flag originated from the Artifact Refining Sect of the Sacred Ground and possessed the power to seal space. Once space was locked, even the strongest of the outer sects could not escape! Unless, of course, they killed the one maintaining the seal.

"A broken flag, that is your trump card?"

Xia Jiuxuan was not panicked; he had only been slightly surprised.

"Ignorant creature, within this space, I am invincible. Taking your dog life will be child's play!" Qin Fengxian said coldly.

"Is that so? If you are invincible, then what am I?"

Xia Jiuxuan let out a soft roar, and a massive surge of divine soul intent surged forth, silently pouring into the flag. Qin Fengxian noticed nothing at all.

"Grandson, don't waste words with him. Take him down and torture him to death," Qin Lingyuan instructed coldly.

"Yes, Grandfather."

Qin Fengxian took two steps forward, lifting his chin arrogantly. "You little scum, I will make you regret coming into this world! I will make you wish you were dead to appease my brother's spirit in heaven!"

Xia Jiuxuan curled his lip. "You’ve reminded me; I’ve been killing too quickly. I should change that habit—keeping you alive to suffer a bit longer would be better!"

"Still daring to talk back! If I don't take you down in one move, I am no longer a Qin!"

Boom!

Qin Fengxian unleashed his aura. His cultivation was at the ninth level of the Mortal Severing Realm.

"Fengxian, do not be careless. Use your full power," Qin Lingyuan cautioned, stepping back. With space sealed, Qin Lingyuan was also restricted; within this space, his combat power was no greater than Qin Fengxian’s, so he chose not to intervene.

"Understood, Grandfather!"

Qin Fengxian spread his palms, using the flag to absorb the power of the space, his aura climbing once more.

"Saint-Entering Realm!"

"Senior Brother Qin has used the spatial flag to ascend to the Saint-Entering Realm!"

"It’s still rising!"

The Feathering Sect disciples watching from a hundred yards away beamed with joy. How terrifying was the combat power of a spirit cultivator at the Saint-Entering Realm? No matter how heaven-defying Xia Jiuxuan was, how could he possibly be a match for someone in the Saint-Entering Realm? There was an insurmountable chasm between them! Even if Xia Jiuxuan truly were a reincarnated god, he was destined to lose today!

"Xia Jiuxuan, kneel!"

Qin Fengxian roared, brandishing his sword as he charged.

"You’ve performed enough, clown!"

Xia Jiuxuan’s body shuddered, a powerful aura instantly overpowering Qin Fengxian.

Boom!

He raised his hand and threw a punch.

"Ignorant thing!"

Qin Fengxian wore a mocking smile. This idiot actually dared to use his fist to parry his sword. Such stupidity—he had overestimated him! Under this strike, killing him would be as easy as slaughtering a chicken or a dog.