Translator: Noodletown Translations  Editor: Noodletown Translations

The Vast Sky Saint Son, the Heavenly-Sword Saint Son, and the Furious-Blade Saint Son were all shocked to see that Qingfeng was still alive and had managed to fly out from the bottom of the Thunder Lake.

Not long ago, they personally saw the Thunder Dragon rip Qingfeng to shreds. He had many holes in his body, as his bones were all broken, and his blood was nearly all lost.

Now, only a short period of time had pa.s.sed, and all of Qingfeng's wounds had fully recovered. He even bounced back full of life as if he had never been wounded.

The Vast Sky Saint Son looked at Qingfeng before him strangely and said, “Were you pretending to be dead?”

Qingfeng roared with laughter and said, “You're not so stupid. You've managed to see through it, and you're right, I purposely let the Thunder Dragon wound me, and then sunk into the bottom of the Thunder Lake. Then, you three would fight with the Thunder Dragon, and now you're all wounded and haven't recovered yet. I'm the strongest here right now, so you are all doomed today.”

The Vast Sky Saint Son roared with laughter and said, “We are wounded, but our battle beasts are all upper grade saint beasts and are a realm higher than your level. Could you even kill them?”

Qingfeng shook his head and said, “Your strongest attack is only that Sky-demon Saint Tiger, but sadly it's too weak. I'll kill it for you to watch today.”

Qingfeng slightly raised his right hand to form a ma.s.sive Strangle h.e.l.l Fist. The Fist shattered the void, and tore through all, as it heavily clashed onto the Sky-demon Saint Tiger's body.

Bang!

With a loud sound, and under everyone's shocked eyes, the Saint Tiger's body suddenly exploded and turned into countless blood and flesh that dispersed within the s.p.a.ce.

Everyone was shocked when they saw this, as if they saw a ghost. This was an upper grade saint beast. Not even the Linglong Saintess could defeat it, but now Qingfeng killed it with one punch.

Many self-cultivators rubbed their eyes nonstop, and they felt like they were dreaming, but everything was more real than anything.

Qingfeng's combat ability was far too strong. With one fist, it shattered the s.p.a.ce, as no one could contain it. Even the Vast Sky Saint Son, the Heavenly-sword Saint Son, and the Furious-Blade Saint Son's eyes filled with shock.

The Vast Sky Saint Son's eyes filled with shock, as he said to himself, “How is this possible? My Sky-demon Saint Tiger is an upper grade saint beast, and its attack ability is similar to mine. How did you kill it with one punch?”

Qingfeng coldly grunted and said with disdain, “Did you think that I only recovered at the bottom of the Thunder Lake? I also increased my powers at the bottom.”

Qingfeng's body had absorbed a great amount of thunder inside the cobblestone at the bottom of Thunder Lake. It made his skin, muscles, and bones especially strong, as one fist contained a hundred and twenty million kilos of force.

Even if Qingfeng has encountered the Thunder Dragon now, he could still fight with it physically. The Thunder Dragon was a saint beast at its peak, and Qingfeng wasn't even afraid of it, so how could an upper grade saint beast scare him? Qingfeng's combat ability was now beyond comparison.

Qingfeng stepped forward, and directly shattered the void. Not even s.p.a.ce could contain the force of his body.

Luckily this was only the Fallen Immortal Arena, if it was Crimson Fire Continent, then the power Qingfeng just released was enough to destroy the entire Continent.

Qingfeng grabbed forward with his right hand, and the Vast Sky Saint Son's face dramatically changed. He saw that Qingfeng grabbed towards his direction.

The Vast Sky Saint Son hurriedly activated his internal vital essence to form a ma.s.sive fist, as he wanted to block Qingfeng's palms.

Unfortunately, his vital essence fists couldn't bear the attack. Just as it touched Qingfeng's fist, it shattered and disappeared as it turned into countless spots of light.

The Vast Sky Saint Son's face changed dramatically, as he stepped back ten times or so, and with a “splat” sound, he spat out blood.

He never thought that he wouldn't even be able to withstand one of Qingfeng's attacks now; their difference in strength was too great.

Qingfeng's fist continued forward, as nothing could stop it, then the Vast Sky Saint Son took out his saint grade Thunder Crystal, and tossed it at Qingfeng.

Black lightning was released above Qingfeng's fist. After his body had gone through the tempering of the Thunder Lake, his body contained hints of lightning.

He already had a thunder body, and his own attacks now contained hints of power of lightning. It immediately absorbed all of the power of lightning inside the saint grade Thunder Crystal. Then they were turned into grimes, and with a squeeze of the hand, it turned into ashes.

The Vast Sky Saint Son's face filled with terror when he saw this. He never thought that not even the Thunder Crystal would be able to defeat Qingfeng. He felt like this person before him was a total devil.

Cold light appeared in Qingfeng's eyes, as his claws continued forward, and caught onto the Vast Sky Saint Son's neck and held him up.

All the self-cultivators around dared not to speak when they saw that the Vast Sky Saint Son was brutally defeated, and they looked at Qingfeng with terror.

In their minds, the Vast Sky Saint Son was the strongest master and was ranked amongst the top thirty in the Hidden Dragon List, but now he couldn't even stand one attack from Qingfeng. This could only demonstrate how incredibly powerful Qingfeng truly was.

Qingfeng looked at the Vast Sky Saint Son in his hand and said, “You've always plotted against me, and thought I didn't know. I've only used you to train my powers, but now I'll send you to h.e.l.l.”

Fear appeared in the Vast Sky Saint Son's eyes, as he said loudly, “You can't kill me. My cousin is the Sky-Flame Saint Son.”

The Vast Sky Saint Son was the Saint Son of an upper grade saint sect, but he still feared death, so he had to use his cousin to threaten Qingfeng.

Qingfeng frowned slightly when he heard the Sky-Flame Saint Son's name, and confusion appeared in his eyes. He thought the name sounded very familiar, as if he has heard it somewhere.

In the next moment, Qingfeng realized, as he clearly remembered. There once was someone from an outer planet who helped the Crimson Fire Emperor when he battled the Emperor in Crimson Fire Continent.

Qingfeng nearly died that time, but then the Blood Sea Saint arrived to help Qingfeng. He clearly remembered that the young messenger's name was Sky-Flame Saint Son.

He looked at the Vast Sky Saint Son and asked, “Let me ask you, is the Sky-Flame Saint Son from the Fire Saint Sect?

The Vast Sky Saint Son said arrogantly, “That's right. The Sky-Flame Saint Son is the Saint Son at the peak saint realm of the Fire Saint Sect and is also my cousin. You better let me go, or else he will definitely kill you because he is also in the Fallen Immortal Arena.”

Cold light appeared in Qingfeng's eyes, as he said with murderous rage, “Great, I had wanted to take revenge on the Sky-Flame Saint Son, but didn't know where he was. Now that I know he's your cousin, I'll kill you to attract him.”

Clas.h.!.+

Qingfeng forcefully waved his right hand, and snapped the Vast Sky Saint Son's throat, and tore off his head.