Ultragene Warlord

Unbelievable! Everyone was shocked that Li Feng was able to suppress the Immortal King's substitute.

Each of the Immortal King's substitute's strikes were particularly accurate. With each slash of his halberd, he would take down one of the arclight dragons—and whenever a dragon died, it would release a radiant explosion.

The Immortal King's substitute forged onward against the tide of dragons coming at him in the opposite direction, braving the radiant explosions in his way.

Li Feng drew his blade and met his opponent with a clash of white light.

The sound of metal against metal echoed through the air as the ground quaked and split open. The lake water surged as lightning flashed through the air. Space distorted; even the light seemed to twist.

The spectators' ears buzzed as space distorted and lightning seemed to flash from the heavens. Radiance exploded in the air as the two cultivators clashed: the sparks from their weapons as they ground against each other, and the light that they produced.

"[Birth of the Holy Dragon]!"

Li Feng leapt high into the air and landed on the dragon's head, his sword gleaming brightly as though it had been dipped in liquid light. As he raised the sword to the skies, it glowed and expanded, morphing into a huge blade of light.

The blade parted the clouds and lit up the entire patch of void. At that very moment, Li Feng looked like a god descending from the heavens.

The Immortal King's substitute swung his halberd, accompanied by the cry of a phoenix. He was encapsulated by the outline of a phoenix as divine light flared from him. He shot forward.

The spectators watched on with bated breath.

From the very beginning, they had met each other weapon for weapon. There was no need for words. The blistering pace enraptured the spectators.

The continuous clash was almost impossible to bear; the spectators felt as though their eardrums were close to bursting. Radiant light emanated, accompanied by frightening mist that seemed like chaotic energy.

The clash was like a heavenly tribulation.

After the violent confrontation, the arclight dragon exploded, and a scar was left on the Immortal King's substitute's body.

Li Feng's arms were sore and numb, but he believed that his opponent was suffering just as much as he was. His opponent's eyes flashed in deep surprise.

"You're strong,"

the Immortal King's substitute murmured. His black hair draped around his shoulders, and his whole body was shielded with divine light. He looked like an immortal descending from the heavens, invincible and without compare.

He defended against Li Feng's strongest attacks with ease, even despite the shock in his eyes. He was calm and collected, as though everything was within his control.

"But you are not stronger than me," the Immortal King's substitute asserted, then struck again.

With another ear-splitting clash, Li Feng's arms went numb, and the flap of skin between thumb and forefinger began to bleed. Li Feng sucked in a deep breath. This was a difficult opponent indeed.

He stared at the opponent's palms, wanting to see if he too were bleeding. However, the Immortal King's substitute's flesh was shrouded in golden light, and he couldn't see a thing.

Regardless, Li Feng believed that it was indeed the case.

The clash of metal continued to ring out as the fight continued intensely.

"[Birth of the Holy Dragon]!"

Li Feng yelled out. He pulled out a blade from which light began to gather. As he struck, dozens of dragons fell from the skies like meteors.

Starlight shaded the sky, resplendent and dazzling.

The Immortal King's substitute's halberd turned blood-red as a phoenix took to the air, its feathers a lurid red. It gave off a blazing ruby light that clashed against the sword technique in the air. Golden light shone bright, and silver light scattered. Li Feng's arclight dragons keened.

Brave and fierce, Li Feng continued fighting, longsword in hand.

The clash of metal shook the very heavens. By now, the combatants had exchanged over sixty blows.

With a whir, the void resonated as the halberd vanished, tearing apart a layer of space and suddenly appearing by the joint of Li Feng's arm, as if about to cripple him.

Li Feng drew his sword back as white light shot into the heavens, dazzling and flecked with gold, resplendent and beautiful. It blocked the blow and resolved the danger.

Li Feng counterattacked.

"[Arclight Dragon's Imprint]!"

Li Feng waved his left arm, around which a torrent of light-attuned genetic energy was gathering. It took the form of a gigantic dragon's claw, bearing down on the enemy like a beam of light. The beam of light, shot through with metal-attuned genetic energy, struck the Immortal King's substitute.

The phoenix soared into the air, red as blood, shining with golden light in a scene of surprising beauty. It blocked the blow and resolved the danger.

The divine light emerged once more as the resplendent halberd swung in a loop, forming an eternal sun.

Li Feng's gaze was severe as infinite radiance blossomed.

"[Birth of the Holy Dragon: Arclight Slash]!"

Li Feng lifted his sword high above his head. A silvery-white dragon emerged from behind him, merged with the sword, and sent a beam of light piercing the skies. Li Feng struck, and the sword slash morphed into a dragon.

The sudden, intense battle that took place over the course of just a few seconds left the spectators bewildered. Their eyes couldn't process the information fast enough, let alone their brains. Many of the cultivators present were certain they wouldn't be able to last even a few seconds if they were part of the fight.

The Immortal King's substitute hadn't seemed to be suppressed by Li Feng. His gaze turned ardent. Strands of hair flew in the wind. He looked like a god coming down from heaven, invincible and deific.

As he breathed out, he launched into motion, spurring forth his void halberd.

"[Void Slash]!"

The spectators were yelling in shock at the amazing sight.

Zhang Lie and the others recognized the technique instantly.

"This skill, too? As expected of a successor of the Hall of Immortals..."

Chen Feng, whom they had faced earlier, could hardly compare.

The void halberd gleamed like crystal as it gave off immense energy. As the Immortal King's substitute slashed at the arclight dragons, the void split apart and ignited a large explosion.

All the spectators stepped back instinctively, worried that the virtual realm might crash again. The arclight dragons burst apart and the void collapsed. Spatial rifts formed all over the island.

Someone sucked in a deep breath. "It's weaker than the ninth Immortal King's technique, but it's more than a worthy Void Slash."

Compared to the ninth Immortal King, whom Li Feng had once fought, the Immortal King's substitute's technique was slightly weaker. Regardless, its strength was still immense.

The Immortal King's substitute made seals with his hands and spurred forth lightning. A huge bolt of lightning shot into the air like a dancing dragon, a phoenix of purple flame.

A few figures in the distance were too slow to react. Struck by the lightning, they were instantly charred black and fell to the ground.

"[Birth of the Holy Dragon]!"

Dozens of sword slashes emanated from Li Feng, each with a starry splendor reminiscent of the Milky Way. The stars in the night sky shone brightly as a galaxy seemed to unfold around Li Feng.

The starlight was so splendid that it would make any onlookers dizzy. It tore apart the lightning, the dancing dragon, the phoenix of purple flame. Dozens of resplendent beams shot toward his opponent.

"Break!" The Immortal King's substitute sounded like a deity that had descended to the mortal world. His void halberd trembled violently as it tore the void apart. A cross-shaped scar appeared in the air.