Rebirth of the Peak Young Master

Chapter 1282 1282: No End

However, the escaped Bone Spirit Green Eagle was still a hidden danger. No one could guarantee that the thing raised by the Ming Dynasty bloodline hundreds of years ago would vanish along with Kunlun's destruction. If it was still there, Kunlun would be destroyed by its own hand. The calamity that Kunlun was supposed to bear would also be reaped by itself. If it could not be resolved, he feared he would end up exhausting himself taking it away.

With this in mind, Ye Fengsheng slightly raised his brows, his eyes turning, and leapt into a cold pool of water in the forest below.

As soon as he entered the pool, the icy water twisted, surging toward Ye Fengsheng like mountains and seas. Ye Fengsheng did not hesitate. Using his fists as the driving force, he fanned the waves aside as if they were mere air. Fierce wind coiled around his fists, his arms trembling—like a dragon breaking out of the sea.

Ye Fengsheng had not jumped into the cold pool on a sudden whim, but because he understood very clearly that the wealth he had lost that day when Yangzhou flung him away with a sword had already returned to him. On that basis, any sudden feeling would not be an irresistible arrow. Since he had such a premonition, he was merely using his current strength—it was time to see whether the opportunity or the disaster he would encounter would appear.

If it was an opportunity, that would be best. If it was a disaster, it would not become too troublesome just because of its power, and would instead descend from the heavens.

From his fingertips, the ripples in the water suddenly touched a patch of milky white waves. At the same time, wind blew from ahead, and a putrid stench filled Ye Feng's voice, making Ye Feng's brows crease involuntarily.

Somewhat familiar.

He had not expected this strange sense to be the Bone Elf Green Sculpture, nor had he expected that the Bone Elf Green Sculpture which had escaped in the thunderstorm would be hiding here, but it was all the same. He was worried that because of Kunlun's collapse, this matter would affect his own future fortune. Now that he had encountered it, he would simply deal with it and, ideally, eliminate future trouble at the root.

His right palm lightly drew a half-circle in the water, and Ye Fengsheng's body suddenly began to spin in the icy pool. The half-circular wave of Spirit he had brought out softly in the water suddenly stretched, and after casting out a ring of boiling white waves, he stood in the water like a circle of light, with immense endurance. After slightly sinking and floating, he suddenly pressed down.

A circle was drawn out of the water, like a curtain of ferocious white waves dropping. As all the splashes within that circle were stripped away, a vacuum region was left behind.

It was like a transparent, bottomless cylinder, suddenly imposed upon this icy pool. It was terrifying.

Without the obstruction of water, Ye Fengsheng no longer sank. After all, the Green Bone Eagle was also a creature of the Nascent Soul Realm. Furthermore, if he continued to sink, who knew what might happen below. It was better to drive it out first and then make his move.

Then he raised his hand. The originally clear sky filled with wind and clouds; countless clouds were kneaded like cotton candy by invisible palms. They were drawn from the firmament and piled over the area where the cold pool lay. The clouds churned, faintly yellowing, thunder rumbling in their midst. Birds and beasts scattered from the straight-falling pressure; flowers, grass, and trees all shuddered.

"Boom!"

A deafening roar, like a bolt of Heavenly Thunder on a sunny day, swept down from the silver radiance overhead and Ye Feng's voice below. A sizzling hiss of intense heat rose from his still-recovering body, then plunged straight to the bottom of the black pit below.

Ye Fengsheng slightly lifted his brows, clearly not having expected the Heavenly Thunder he borrowed to possess such power now. He reached out, patted the scar that the Heavenly Thunder had just torn open, and stepped out of the icy pool.

According to common sense, borrowed Heavenly Thunder should not harm its user, yet he had just been injured by it. Whether it was because he was already wounded, or because these three techniques called "Heavenly Thunder" were different in nature, Ye Fengsheng was unsure. At the moment, he had no time to think too much about it, so he chose to stay away from the edge and went ashore to await the appearance of the Green Bone Eagle.

Standing by the cold pool, Ye Fengsheng raised his hand and cupped the halo in his palm. His originally flesh-colored white skin soon could be seen with the naked eye

turning transparent, yet without any hazy mist, clear as glass.

Ye Fengsheng knew this was not some avatar-like transformation, but a very strange state. It seemed to be a fusion with Spirit, yet within it was some bizarre variation. Even he himself could not make sense of it. Clearly, Qingzhi had been frightened back then, and thus mistakenly thought he had entered the Ingot.

But thinking back now, what was Qingzhi's purpose in meeting him at the Nine Heavens Garden hall? Was it because he had once been a Kunlun Disciple and did not wish to see Kunlun destroyed by his hand? Or was it merely a simple warning to him not to loiter around Kunlun?

After that brief train of thought, the ground suddenly shook. A shrill exploding boom burst out from the cold pool. Ye Feng's brows lifted slightly, but he did not speak. He closed his eyes, then opened them again. A ripple spread from his pupils. Judging from the speed at which Ye Feng perceived the fast-moving presence, his voice grew a little low. In a flash of blue on that massive body, he shot to its crown like lightning. His transparent fist slammed down on its head; under the thunder, that gigantic body appeared somewhat flustered and ill at ease.

As Ye Fengsheng's feet touched ground, the mountain range began to tremble.

The youth's figure was as swift as lightning. He pursued the Bone Elf Green Sculpture, raised his hand, grabbed its talon, and said, "Get down!"

The enormous body plunged a thousand fathoms, using Ye Fengsheng as the pivot, describing a half-circle in the air with a falling-mountain-and-sea momentum, making the entire sky roar.

Once its wings spread, that Kunpeng-like body was flipped over by Ye Fengsheng's force. Under the immense impact, it crashed solidly into the mountain range below. In no time at all, the mountain collapsed.

In one chase and one smash, Ye Fengsheng's palm shone bright. His punch blurred the air around them. The vast aura was like a flood breaching a great dam, pouring down madly. Just as the colossal body housing the Bone Qi Green Sculpture was about to smash into the ground a third time—

Standing atop the Bone Spirit's Spiritual Blue Sculpture, he felt black qi at his feet rushing into the blue bone beneath. Ye Fengsheng did not stop it, instead letting the swiftly shuttling black qi smooth over the wounds on his body. That was the first step. He pressed down with one hand on the Bone Spirit's head's Spiritual Blue Sculpture; vast yellow clouds rolled in the sky. A bolt of violet lightning condensed in Ye Fengsheng's palm, suddenly rising up, weaving about like a Thunder Python, shuttling in all directions, swallowing and spitting.

The fist and the thunder fell together. The head beneath the fist shattered at the sound. Ye Fengsheng's fist was buried deep in the ground. The thunder force ran through the earth for over a hundred miles, only a few miles short of the subterranean flames.

The Green Bone Eagle was carved beneath Ye Fengsheng's body. That gigantic form, under the impact of his Inner Strength, was driven deep underground, leveling with the surface.

The violet radiance in his hand was still flickering. Not only did it not dissipate, it even showed signs of rising slightly. Ye Feng's footsteps made him glance back slightly at that blue corpse swiftly swimming in the darkness. The soles of his feet sank by three inches. Violet currents passed from his arm to his soles. Once they entered the ground, they rampaged wildly, thundering in all directions. Before long, they formed a purple mine-net interwoven with Spiritual Blue Sculpture around the remaining bones.