Chapter 619: Chapter 614: The Three Realms Transfer Divine Talisman

At the realm he had reached by now, Qin Feng’s profound accumulation meant ordinary Primordial Spirit Realm Great Cultivators were truly no match for him.

Even though Wei Wusheng came from the Demon Path, and his cultivation techniques and mysterious spells were endless, he was still just an ordinary Primordial Spirit Realm cultivator, lacking the same level of accumulation as Qin Feng and far fewer Principle Divine Powers!

Fatian Xiangdi was originally one of the strongest close combat Divine Powers and also affected the physical body. If exhibited by a Great Demon of the Demon Clan who possessed a strong physical body, their Physical Body Power could directly increase tenfold or even a hundredfold based on their size.

After Qin Feng’s Dharma Image executed Fatian Xiangdi, his size increased tenfold and his strength also increased tenfold. Although the consumption was great, at that moment, his war power was truly unmatched!

Originally having a size of two to three hundred zhang, the Nine-Headed Ghost Fire Flame Dragon Dharma Image, now amplified by Fatian Xiangdi, appeared even larger than many Immortals’ Dharma Image Primordial Spirits, causing one to doubt their own eyesight!

For instance, the Spirit Turtle under Qin Feng’s feet, staring with wide-open eyes, felt the same.

However, Wei Wusheng, who was under attack, was not as leisurely with no spare time to ponder how Qin Feng possessed such divine power. He was fully focused on quickly escaping.

The Confusing God Bell was a top-level Spiritual Treasure. It was also the most powerful treasure that a Primordial Spirit Realm Cultivator who had not become an Immortal could utilize.

As for the Immortal Artifacts, truthfully, even if a Primordial Spirit Realm Cultivator refined an Immortal Artifact, they couldn’t possibly unleash all of its power, not to mention ordinary cultivators didn’t possess the ability to refine Immortal Artifacts. Even if they acquired one, it was through serendipity, not personal refinement, making it even more unlikely to command at will.

Wei Wusheng released the Confusing God Bell originally planning to rely on its power to overcome Qin Feng and then refine Qin Feng to extract the Soul Burning Demon Flame from him.

But before the Confusing God Bell could fully exert its power, it was literally crushed by Qin Feng’s Nine-Headed Ghost Fire Flame Dragon Dharma Image!

Such an act was simply beyond what an ordinary cultivator could do. Which Dharma Image Cultivator could crush a top-level Spiritual Treasure of a Primordial Spirit Realm Great Cultivator with one grip?

Shocked, Wei Wusheng no longer cared about maintaining the defensive shield of the Confusing God Bell. His figure flashed like a phantom, swiftly escaping, disappearing from beneath the Confusing God Bell in the blink of an eye, avoiding the claws of the Nine-Headed Ghost Fire Flame Dragon.

Even superb Spiritual Treasures couldn’t withstand the Nine-Headed Ghost Fire Flame Dragon in that state, let alone a Demon Cultivator like him who never cultivated the physical body.

His body wasn’t as hard as a superb Spiritual Treasure!

Crack, crack…

Deprived of Wei Wusheng’s Demonic Qi, the Confusing God Bell couldn’t hold on any longer, directly shattered by the dragon claw as its prohibitions broke and laws dispersed. The flaring Spirit Light flickered a few times before completely turning into a pile of scrap metal.

Even so, the Nine-Headed Dharma Form did not let go of the Spiritual Treasure, directly extending a head, opened its mouth, and swallowed the shattered, mangled Confusing God Bell. After a few crunching bites, it had ground the Confusing God Bell into pieces and swallowed it, refining it into Golden Qi!

On the other side, Wei Wusheng, having narrowly escaped, caught his breath after seeing this scene, and his heart suddenly drew in a cold breath!

Then he abruptly turned his head, looking towards Qin Feng not far away. Wei Wusheng shook his hands and released a puff of black radiance towards Qin Feng, then his body flashed, transformed into a black fog, and pounced forward.

When he had given up on the Confusing God Bell earlier, he had purposefully chosen this direction, wanting to see if he could possibly kill Qin Feng.

Qin Feng’s Dharma Image, though formidable, had sparked in him the thought that it was not an opponent one could overpower by sheer force, but for a Dharma Image Cultivator, the Dharma Image represents their strongest combat power and generally, their physical body wouldn’t be very strong.

If a cultivator had reached the late stages of the Dharma Image Realm, they could merge their physical body into the Dharma Image, at which point the Dharma Image would act like an enlarged suit of armor, tightly protecting the physical body inside, keeping the Dharma Body from damage easily.

But although Qin Feng’s Dharma Image was strong, he had only recently reached this realm and still didn’t possess this ability; he could only fight separately, leaving gaps.

That was exactly why Wei Wusheng dared to come and attempt to kill Qin Feng; otherwise, after witnessing the might of the Nine-Headed Ghost Fire Flame Dragon, he would have long fled in terror.

He thought he had spotted Qin Feng’s weakness, so after releasing a bunch of Black Blood Divine Needles, he rushed in, planning to take advantage of the brief moment before Qin Feng’s Dharma Image returned to either control or even kill Qin Feng’s Dharma Body using Demon Path Secret Techniques!

However, despite his cunning plan, it wasn’t long before he sensed something amiss!

For Qin Feng’s expression hadn’t changed at all, still appearing as serene and light-hearted, as if he didn’t regard Wei Wusheng’s approach as a threat at all.

This caused Wei Wusheng’s heart to skip a beat.

Could this guy still have some tricks up his sleeve?

But even if he had other tricks, they couldn’t possibly be stronger than his Dharma Image!

Thus, even though Wei Wusheng felt some misgivings, he didn’t stop at all and continued to focus all his efforts on attacking Qin Feng’s physical body.

Right when the Black Blood Divine Needles were about to pierce Qin Feng, suddenly, an Eight Diagrams barrier rose in front of him.

The Eight Trigrams Chart spun in the air, immediately putting up a powerful defense in front of the Black Blood Divine Needles. Although the needles stabbed into the barrier, they couldn’t pierce through the thick Eight Trigrams Spiritual Light and were ground into nothing by the rotating chart!

“So that’s how it is!”

Upon seeing the Eight Diagrams Shield emitted by the Spirit Turtle at Qin Feng’s feet, Wei Wusheng breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that Qin Feng was so calm merely because he was protected by a Dharma Image Spirit Beast riding tool.

Normally, even a Primordial Spirit Realm Cultivator wouldn’t be able to break a Dharma Image Cultivator’s defense in such short time. With this bit of time, it would be enough for Qin Feng’s Nine-Headed Dharma Form to return.

Wei Wusheng smirked inwardly; such tactics might stop the average Primordial Spirit Realm Great Cultivator, but not him.

As a Demon Cultivator skilled in numerous Mysterious Techniques, he had ways to break through the Spirit Turtle’s defense and strike directly at Qin Feng, who was hiding behind it.

Wei Wusheng then transformed into black smoke that rapidly circled the Eight Diagrams Shield three times. Afterwards, he split into three clones–one with a cone, one with a hammer, and one whose fingers turned black, indicating he was employing a highly corrosive Technique.

With the appearance of these three clones, the hammer-wielding one struck the front of the Eight Trigrams Chart directly, the caster dropped his highly corrosive Mysterious Technique at the edge of the unstable Eight Diagrams Shield, and immediately, the one with the cone used the Breaking Formation Cone to pierce a hole the size of several inches at where the Technique landed, directly puncturing the Shield.

The small hole seemed insignificant and could be quickly restored with the Demon Power flowing through the Spirit Turtle.

Wei Wusheng merged into one body again at this moment and transformed into black fog, drilling directly into a tiny hole just before the protective shield could recover, slipping through it.

“Hmm?”

Qin Feng was somewhat surprised, not expecting that this demon cultivator could infiltrate someone else’s protective shield in such a manner!

“Hehe, youngster, didn’t see that coming, did you?”

Wei Wusheng revealed his form, a smug smile spreading across his face as he reached for Qin Feng’s head.

He planned to grasp Qin Feng’s head and employ the Soul Capturing Technique to fetch his soul, not only to prevent Qin Feng’s Dharma Image from returning but also to leisurely Soul Search after the battle, forcing out from Qin Feng the methods to cultivate the Soul Burning Demon Flame!

But before his hand could reach Qin Feng, Qin Feng himself extended a hand directly towards his approaching palm.

“Hmph!”

Wei Wusheng felt disdain in his heart, considering the youngster before him arrogant and oblivious to his own limitations, for daring to resist using only his physical body power without his Dharma Image — truly seeking death!

It seemed that afterwards, he would have to torment this youngster’s soul harshly, making him remember the consequences of offending him.

However, before he could finish this thought, their palms had already collided.

Then, he felt a force of boundless strength coming his way, and with a bang, his palm almost broke under Qin Feng’s slap.

Immediately after, he saw Qin Feng’s five fingers spread, grasp his palm, push and twist. With a crack, Qin Feng twisted his finger bones and followed with a punch that landed on Wei Wusheng’s palm, twisting and deforming his arm bones, not knowing into how many fragments.

“Ah…”

Wei Wusheng cried out in pain, his eyes wide and face full of disbelief, “You are a body cultivator? You’ve also cultivated body refining techniques?”

Qin Feng snorted coldly, not bothering to respond. Golden light radiated from his hands, applying the Great Achievement Realm Golden Hole Finger Divine Power on all ten fingers. He then launched ten Golden Hole Fingers at this demon.

Feeling the sharpness on Qin Feng’s fingers, Wei Wusheng became panic-stricken, knowing that if he were to be pierced by these ten fingers, his body would immediately be riddled with holes!

But he was still within the Spirit Turtle’s protective shield, only the size of a millstone. With the shield being not very large and the space confining, he didn’t even know where he could dodge to.

Unless he broke the shield again, he was now trapped like a turtle in a jar, forced to engage in close quarters combat with Qin Feng, a cultivator of the Physical Body Dao in such a cramped space, a situation clearly disadvantageous for him, as a magic cultivator could hardly match a body cultivator in melee combat!

Ssssss…

A series of slight noises ensued as Qin Feng’s fingers, like knives and swords, after a furious assault, left dozens of tears on Wei Wusheng, whose magic robe was already in tatters. His clothes were now completely shredded, leaving him nearly naked.

“Ptui, shameless old man, exposing yourself like that!”

Qin Feng looked down on him with disdain, oozing confidence. He then kicked out, and with a thud, he broke Wei Wusheng’s ribs, making him spew fresh blood and directly smashing into the Eight Diagrams protective shield, then rolling back.

Wei Wusheng furiously said, “Youngster, dare you disgrace me?”

“What if I disgrace you?”

Qin Feng scoffed, “Do you still have any room to resist?”

As he spoke, he lightly tapped on the turtle shell, signaling the Spirit Turtle to retract the protective shield.

At this time, his Dharma Image had already returned to normal size, and after the Spirit Turtle retracted the Eight Diagrams Spiritual Light, the Nine-Headed Ghost Fire Flame Dragon transformed into spirit light and disappeared within his body, leaving no trace.

Qin Feng stepped forward, placing his foot on Wei Wusheng’s chest, “If you have no last words, I shall send you on your way now!”

“Hmph!”

Even in his current plight, Wei Wusheng was stubborn, “Youngster, don’t think you can defeat me so easily. I possess innumerable powers of the Demon Path; do you really think you can kill me?”

“Hmm?”

Qin Feng’s eyes narrowed at this remark.

Without another word, he summoned boundless strength and applied Gravity Divine Power on his foot, fervently stomping down.

Simultaneously, golden rays emerged around him, forming a large net that enclosed the surrounding space, then descended upon Wei Wusheng, sealing any possibility of his escape.

He was not about to give this man any chance to perform a spell and escape!

However, despite all calculations, he hadn’t anticipated that Wei Wusheng’s escape tactic wouldn’t be executed externally but involved a hidden treasure within his body.

A pained expression flashed across Wei Wusheng’s face before he gritted his teeth, and as Qin Feng’s foot completely crushed the bones in his chest, a massive surge of space power suddenly enveloped him, ready to teleport him away.

Qin Feng was taken aback, immediately sensing trouble as an expert in Space Law. He turned to escape the range of the space power fluctuation.

But the power of this space was far beyond imagination, and since he was already standing on Wei Wusheng, before he could move away, the space power swept them both, along with the Spirit Turtle below.

With a flash of obscure light in the void, they vanished without a trace!