After Jiang Yi activated the bloodline in his body, the surrounding Yin Qi seemed to have been purified.
The beautiful scenery above his head directly projected endless amounts of Spiritual Qi.
It was as if the world was cheering for this.
There was a feeling that everything in the surroundings had come to life for a moment. Those lifeless trees began to sprout new buds.
This was not the power of Jiang Yi but the power of his ancestor.
‘This power…’
All the hair on Zhou Feng’s body stood up because a horrifying power was hidden under this strange avatar.
It made his body develop a thought that was difficult to resist.
This was the first time he had encountered such a situation.
Was it the power of the bloodline?
Zhou Feng did not take the initiative to attack because he knew that Jiang Yi’s current power was not his own.
This power had a time limit. It would not do him any harm to stall for time.
Other than that, he also needed some time to recover from his injuries.
Previously, Zhou Feng had activated the Overload state to deal with the others.
There were serious injuries all over his body, but these injuries had mostly recovered by now.
He would soon be in peak condition again.
“Such noble power! It’s a pity that it can only be used once!”
Jiang Yi was a little addicted to this kind of power. It came from his ancestors, and it was as powerful as moving mountains and filling seas.
Moreover, the Jiang Clan had once been so glorious.
This was the power of the Jiang Clan, but now, they could only cultivate the so-called Sword Control.
As they lived, many clan members even lost their original hearts.
If they became a member of this so-called holy land, no matter how good the Southern Border was, could it be compared to a strand of hair in the Central Plains?
At present, the Jiang Clan had no chance to return to the Central Plains.
Such an ordinary place couldn’t give birth to a true dragon.
Furthermore, as the Central Plains had seized the fortuitous encounters in the Southern Border, the Devil that was suppressed below was about to revive.
The Chaotian Temple was proof of this. The Chaotian Temple’s arrangements and the Chaotian Dharma Sword could forever suppress that great Devil to death.
But because the Spiritual Qi was thinner than in the past and the Spirit Vein had disappeared, the Chaotian Sword forced the Chaotian Temple to come into being again.
They wanted people to suppress this great Devil again.
During Jiang Yi’s time in the Cold Wind mountain range, he had already thoroughly investigated why the Chaotian Temple came into being again.
The reason was that the Chaotian Sword had already begun to fail to suppress this Devil underground.
Now that it had reappeared, it was only to attract the cultivators’ attention outside so that they could work together to suppress this Devil again.
Unfortunately, the Southern Border was no longer the Southern Border of the past.
The present cultivators were no longer the cultivators of the Human Emperor era.
Everyone wanted to seize the Chaotian Sword now.
Even Jiang Yi had the same idea. He had wanted to take this opportunity to enter the Cold Wind mountain range and take down Zhou Feng.
He would seize Zhou Feng’s Dao Seal and then find the opportunity to steal the Chaotian Sword.
Finally, he would head to the Central Plains. He could no longer stay in such a barren land like the Southern Border.
In order to achieve this plan, none of the disciples of the holy land who entered the Cold Wind mountain range this time were core disciples.
Jiang Yi had stopped the core disciples from entering with all kinds of methods.
It was also because of this that Zhou Feng was able to slaughter them so easily.
Although these were elite holy land disciples, none of them were prodigies. Otherwise, Zhou Feng would still need some tricks to slaughter them.
However, all these beautiful illusions had been shattered.
Zhou Feng’s growth speed was too fast, so fast that Jiang Yi couldn’t imagine it.
In order to save his life, Jiang Yi could only use his last resort.
After an inexplicable sigh, Jiang Yi’s attention turned back to Zhou Feng.
“I know you are stalling for time. Are you thinking that this power won’t last for long?” Jiang Yi raised his hand gently. “Now, I just want to tell you that I only need one palm to deal with you!”
After forcefully awakening the Immortal Thearch’s bloodline in his body, Jiang Yi became inexplicably arrogant. He looked at an ant as if he was another person.
According to Jiang Yi’s original nature, he would never do such a pretentious thing.
He had suffered a loss before, so he naturally went all out when he met Zhou Feng again.
He didn’t give him any chance to live, but now he was wasting half of his time sighing.
In the end, he even said that he would only need one palm to deal with Zhou Feng.
This was because of the influence of Jiang Yi’s ancestors. Activating the power of the bloodline would more or less change his personality.
Moreover, this change was similar to the great cultivators of the past.
When those great cultivators looked at someone like Zhou Feng, they were naturally incomparably arrogant.
The subtext was: “I can kill such a piece of trash with a flip of my hand.”
‘Danger!’
Zhou Feng couldn’t restrain the power in his entire body as it burst forth.
Jiang Yi flipped his palm downward.
The avatar of mountains and rivers above his head immediately changed, and a huge mountain directly pressed down.
All the buildings nearby were turned into soil and rocks, and the old tree that had sprouted its tender shoots was also instantly destroyed.
“Ah!”
Zhou Feng gathered his Great Void Primordial Qi, and golden Blood Qi burned fiercely. His entire body seemed to have turned into a brilliant sun as he punched out.
That huge mountain was instantly smashed into pieces.
The power that was as strong as crushing dead wood seemed to be able to shatter everything.
However, the flowing mountain and river avatar did not change at all.
The huge mountain was smashed into pieces by Zhou Feng’s punch, but a meandering heavenly river came crashing toward him in the next second.
Zhou Feng chose to take it head-on with his physical body, which was comparable to a spiritual weapon.
The AI operated crazily, mobilizing every trace of Great Void Primordial Qi to resist that strange power.
Zhou Feng finally understood why Jiang Yi was so arrogant.
He had said that one palm could kill him here because this palm was not just one palm, but a mountain and river avatar, a world.
Fighting against a world? Even if this was just an illusion of this world, this was not something a mere Divine Ability cultivator could fight against.
“Ah!”
Still, Jiang Yi had underestimated Zhou Feng once again.
Zhou Feng had been forced into a passive position countless times, and his aura was constantly rising.
He had destroyed countless mountains and rivers in a row. Even though his face was a little pale and a trace of blood seeped out of the corner of his mouth, his eyes were spirited. His sharp gaze seemed to be able to pierce through the void.
“Eh?”
Jiang Yi suddenly realized that his palm could not completely suppress Zhou Feng.
It felt as if he was pressing down on a nail. The sharp tip made him feel a little pain.
Perhaps it was because what he had said earlier didn’t come true that a hint of red appeared on Jiang Yi’s face. He then flew into a rage out of humiliation.
“Just a mere Divine Ability bug! Do you think you’re a Dao Child? A prodigy from the Central Plains?”
In an instant, the illusory image of the sun, moon, and stars circled around Jiang Yi’s hand.
After awakening the Immortal Thearch’s bloodline in his body, he was an existence that could contend against a Dragon Transformation expert.
Combined with his ancestor’s supreme divine ability, killing a mere Divine Ability cultivator would be a piece of cake.
“Die for me! You bug!”
Jiang Yi, who originally looked arrogant and calm, seemed to have turned into an ignited barrel of gunpowder.