Immortal God of War

Chapter 601 - 586

Exactly! The vicious bird was the legendary creature known as the Fire Phoenix, comparable only to the Sacred Dragon!

This kind of Battle Soul was as rare as the Dragon Soul in the world today.

The only one Qin Feiyang knew of was his mother, the queen of the Great Qin Empire!

It was through her Battle Soul, the Fire Phoenix, that she managed to secure her position as queen amidst the scheming of other concubines.

For an ancient legend has always been passed down: The emperor is a dragon, the queen, a phoenix.

That was why Qin Feiyang was so astonished when he saw that Feng Wuxie’s Battle Soul was the Fire Phoenix.

With Fu Shan’s death, the scene became deadly silent, but this atmosphere did not last long.

BOOM!

Suddenly, a terrifying aura erupted, even stronger than that of Feng Wuxie and Fu Shan! The source of this aura was the red-haired young man, Wan Chou!

"Fu Shan had already conceded. Why did you still kill him?" Wan Chou demanded, his face and gaze incredibly frigid.

"Because I wanted to," Feng Wuxie replied with a wicked grin.

"Is that so?" Wan Chou retorted. "Then, I would also be very happy to kill you."

He swung his hand, and a ray of blood-red light shot out, streaking towards Feng Wuxie like a bolt of lightning. Within the blood-red light, a shocking murderous intent and Evil Qi billowed!

A Two-star War Ancestor, Feng Wuxie’s pupils contracted. But then, he grinned and said, "I’ve been wanting to test my skills against a Two-star War Ancestor for a while now, just to see how big the gap really is..."

But before he could finish, the twin sisters scolded, "Test your skills, my foot! Get back now!"

As she spoke, the woman on the left, Xuening, took a step forward, positioning herself in front of Feng Wuxie.

Feng Wuxie grumbled, "Xuening, this is my business. You don’t need to get involved."

"Hmph! Get back when I tell you to!" Xuening snorted coldly.

"Alright then!" Feng Wuxie shrugged with resignation, turned, and walked over to Fenghuo.

Meanwhile, Xuening raised her slender arm, and a dazzling Battle Intent erupted from her! This Battle Intent, like flowing water, coalesced into a torrential blast that surged towards Wan Chou’s blood-red light.

BOOM!

The two forces collided, and both Wan Chou and Xuening were forced to take a step back.

After calming the surging Qi and blood within her, Xuening looked up at Wan Chou and said, "Before they started their duel, no rule forbade harming the opponent’s life. Aren’t you going too far by interfering like this now?"

"Going too far?" Wan Chou’s gaze grew even frostier. Without wasting words, he lunged forward, his large hand shooting out, striking towards Xuening with a piercing gust of palm wind.

"You’re being completely unreasonable!" Xuening shouted angrily, thrusting out her own palm to meet his, not yielding an inch.

Wan Chou’s eyebrows twitched. Not only did she accuse me of going too far, but now she calls me unreasonable? Does she really think she can be so domineering and irrational just because she’s a woman?

Undoubtedly, Wan Chou was enraged.

Just as their palms were about to collide, Wan Chou suddenly executed a profound footwork technique, bizarrely vanishing from before Xuening.

"Hm?" Xuening voiced her surprise.

At the same instant, Qin Feiyang’s pupils shrank, disbelief filling his eyes.

In the next moment, Wan Chou reappeared on Xuening’s right side as if he had materialized out of thin air, with no prior indication!

Then, he extended his arm with lightning speed and slapped Xuening hard across her right cheek.

SLAP!

A sharp crack echoed as Xuening was sent flying, crashing heavily into the ground and creating a deep pit. A vivid red palm print now adorned her cheek.

Fenghuo and the others were stunned for a moment, then their expressions changed drastically, and they rushed towards the pit. Fenghuo jumped in directly, helped Xuening up, and asked with concern, "Xuening, are you alright?"

"I’m fine," Xuening shook her head. Touching her stinging cheek, she climbed out of the pit and stared at Wan Chou, who stood a short distance away, her bright eyes emitting an astonishingly cold light.

Seeing the palm print on Xuening’s face, everyone from Void State was seething with rage.

One of their Nine-star War Emperors roared, "You call yourself a man, hitting a woman? Have you no shame?"

"Still distinguishing between men and women in a place like this? Are you trying to be funny?" someone from You State retorted. "Besides, Senior Brother Fu Shan had already conceded, yet your man still ruthlessly killed him and even tried to twist logic to defend his actions. All Senior Brother Wan Chou did was slap her. That’s hardly excessive, is it?"

"I truly never imagined that people from Void State could be so despicable."

The people from You State immediately began to jeer.

"We’re despicable?" someone from Void State shot back. "I don’t think you’re any better! A pack of pigs and dogs, a nest of snakes and rats!"

Neither side was willing to back down, and they began a fierce shouting match, spitting insults like shrews brawling in the street.

Dong Zhengyang watched, dumbfounded. What’s going on? If you disagree, then fight! What’s the use of all this cursing?

Suddenly, he noticed something unusual about Qin Feiyang and sent a voice transmission, "What is it?"

Qin Feiyang’s gaze remained locked on Wan Chou, an inexplicable light flickering in his eyes.

Dong Zhengyang followed Qin Feiyang’s gaze and frowned. "Is there something wrong with Wan Chou?"

"Very wrong," Qin Feiyang whispered, then added, "He’s not simple at all."

"What do you mean?" Dong Zhengyang grew even more puzzled.

"The footwork technique he just used is a War Art," Qin Feiyang explained.

"I know that. What’s the issue?" Dong Zhengyang nodded, asking with suspicion.

Qin Feiyang’s eyes glinted sharply. "Of course, there’s an issue. That footwork technique... it’s a Perfect War Art!"

"What?!" Dong Zhengyang’s face turned pale with shock. He couldn’t believe it was a Perfect War Art!

"How do you know?" Dong Zhengyang hurriedly asked.

"Because the Phantom Step, which I’ve mastered, is also a Perfect War Art. I could recognize it at a glance," Qin Feiyang said.

Dong Zhengyang felt a sense of suffocation, and unease began to stir in his heart. Although most people present had mastered superior-grade auxiliary War Arts, the gap between superior and Perfect War Arts was immense. With a Perfect War Art, Wan Chou was fully capable of dominating everyone on the field! The only other person known to possess a Perfect War Art was Qin Feiyang, but he was merely an Eight-star War Emperor and couldn’t possibly contend with Wan Chou.

In other words, at this very moment, Wan Chou was an unbeatable existence!

The two sides were still arguing endlessly, their words growing increasingly harsh.

"Enough!" a cold shout suddenly thundered from Feng Wuxie. "What’s the use of all this trash talk? If you’re not convinced, then fight!" His aura instantly erupted as he charged towards a One-star War Ancestor from You State, intending to kill.

"As if I’m afraid of you?" the One-star War Ancestor from You State sneered, but he didn’t rush forward. Instead, he turned to look at Wan Chou, awaiting his orders.

"Kill them!"

Apart from Fenghuo, the other War Ancestors from Void State also followed Feng Wuxie, rushing towards the people from You State.

Wan Chou scanned Feng Wuxie and his group, a cold glint in his eyes. He commanded, "The Eight-star War Emperors, take the people from Spirit State and retreat."

"Senior Brother Wan Chou, Qin Feiyang is already dead. Is there any need to keep them alive?" one of the Eight-star War Emperors immediately questioned.

"Qin Feiyang isn’t dead," Wan Chou stated.

"Not dead?" the people from You State exclaimed, surprised and skeptical. "Didn’t that Feng Wuxie personally say he killed Qin Feiyang?"

"If he had really killed Qin Feiyang, would he still be trying so desperately to capture Ren Wushuang and the others?" Wan Chou said with a cold smile. "If I’ve guessed correctly, they captured these people to force Qin Feiyang to submit."

"So that’s how it is!" everyone suddenly understood. "Quick, let’s go!"

The twenty Eight-star War Emperors from You State, escorting Ren Wushuang and the others, hastily retreated into the distance. They all knew that Wan Chou was preparing for a massacre!

Has it finally begun? Qin Feiyang mumbled to himself.

A chilling glint also appeared in Dong Zhengyang’s eyes.

On the mountain ridge, Dongfang Wuheng and Murong Xiong watched with eager anticipation.

Once the twenty Eight-star War Emperors from You State and Ren Wushuang’s group had departed, the numerical difference between Void State and You State wasn’t too significant.

Void State had six One-star War Ancestors, ten Nine-star War Emperors, and the twin sisters.

You State had five One-star War Ancestors, ten Nine-star War Emperors, and Wan Chou.

However, with Fu Shan’s death, You State now only had four One-star War Ancestors. Based on the apparent situation, Void State still held a considerable advantage.

"Attack!" Wan Chou ordered with a wave of his hand. His tone was impassive, but his gaze was as sharp as a blade, inspiring awe and fear.

BOOM!!!

At that moment, the four One-star War Ancestors and ten Nine-star War Emperors from You State simultaneously erupted with terrifying auras, charging murderously towards the group from Void State.

But Wan Chou didn’t move. Fenghuo and the twin sisters also remained still. Their task was to keep Wan Chou occupied. As long as Wan Chou didn’t join the battle, the final victor would undoubtedly be Void State. After all, Void State had one more One-star War Ancestor.

BOOM!!! CRACK!!!

In an instant, the four One-star War Ancestors from You State clashed fiercely with the five from Void State led by Feng Wuxie. The ten Nine-star War Emperors from each side avoided these War Ancestor Kings and moved to a distance to engage in their own battles.

Both sides fought ruthlessly, each trying to kill their opponents as quickly as possible to end the fight. Furthermore, they were all elite cultivators from their respective states, so the battle reached a fever pitch from the very beginning!

The flames of war engulfed a ten-mile radius! Battle Intent surged, War Arts whistled through the air, mountain ridges continuously collapsed, the earth cracked wildly, and the rumbling sounds were deafening!

What is Wan Chou doing? Dong Zhengyang wondered, perplexed.

You State’s four One-star War Ancestors were clearly at a disadvantage against Void State’s five.

Moreover, Feng Wuxie was astonishingly strong. His Fire Phoenix circled above, unleashing overwhelming divine might. His opponent was a burly man, muscles bulging with explosive power, appearing incredibly formidable. Yet, against Feng Wuxie, the man seemed constrained, and several bone-deep wounds already marred his body!

The situation on another front was even worse. Two One-star War Ancestors from Void State had teamed up against a single One-star War Ancestor from You State, resulting in a completely one-sided confrontation. Under the relentless assault from the Void State duo, the You State combatant had already lost an arm.

Even so, Wan Chou made no move to help, merely scanning the battlefield indifferently.

At the same time, Fenghuo was also staring intently at Wan Chou, his brow deeply furrowed. This man is like an enigma, utterly inscrutable. What on earth is he thinking?

BOOM! CRACK!

As time passed, the area became completely unrecognizable, a scene of utter devastation. The ten Nine-star War Emperors from each side were roughly in similar conditions, their injuries comparable; they were evenly matched.

But You State’s four One-star War Ancestors were now in dire peril! If Wan Chou didn’t intervene soon, casualties were highly likely. Especially the burly man being besieged by two One-star War Ancestors from Void State; he was now hanging by a thread!