Chapter 579

Chapter 579: Invincible Divine Wind

"Heh," Fang Lie replied with a bitter smile. "If it’s luck, it’s cursed luck rather than good fortune!"

"Eh?" Qing Feng tilted his head curiously. "What do you mean?"

"The Dao Pattern Heavenly Eye wasn’t found by chance. The Ghost Realm Sect used it as bait to ambush me. Fortunately, I learned of their scheme beforehand and had just mastered the blood clone secret technique. That’s how I survived their trap, snatched the treasure from the flames, and even turned the tables on my own sectmates!" Fang Lie shrugged. "It was a close call."

"Ha! So that’s why you suddenly raided the Ghost Realm Sect while being part of the Mo Sect! Their idiocy is astounding—trying to fish for minnows but hooking a tiger instead!" Qing Feng roared with laughter.

"Let’s call it their misfortune," Fang Lie said, rubbing his nose.

"I’d say it’s mine," Qing Feng countered gloomily. "Years perfecting my ultimate technique, only to have it countered because fools handed you an opportunity. What cosmic joke is this?"

"Come now," Fang Lie grinned. "The legendary Qing Feng can’t have only one trick! Show me your true prowess, Senior Brother!"

"Very well," Qing Feng conceded. "But since I’ve already made the first move, it’s your turn now."

"Watch closely!" Fang Lie summoned his life-bound treasure altar. Tens of thousands of Fire Bird divine patterns ignited, transforming into palm-sized flaming creatures that swarmed around him like chattering sparrows.

Qing Feng’s eyes widened. "Remarkable! Each Fire Bird radiates power and faint spirit. Is this the altar’s doing?"

"A divine skill enhanced by the altar," Fang Lie explained before pointing at Qing Feng. "Now witness their might!"

The flaming swarm shot toward Qing Feng like arrows.

The young Taoist grinned fiercely. "Perfect test subjects! Wind—RISE!"

Calm air erupted into howling gales carrying unnatural force. The Fire Birds scattered helplessly, vanishing like embers in a storm.

"This… how?" Fang Lie gaped.

"Seems my divine wind prevails!" Qing Feng crowed.

Fang Lie grimaced. Though each Fire Bird contained enough power to melt hills—years of cultivation—they’d met their natural counter.

"Still Carefree Wind?" Fang Lie demanded when the gales faded.

"Of course." Qing Feng smirked. "Did you think our Xuan Sect’s signature skill had only one variation? The Void Wind you countered earlier slips through subspace for ambushes. This was Ninth Heavens Fierce Heavenly Winds—ordinary high-altitude gales I can barely control, yet sufficient to shred your flames where they can’t endure."

Fang Lie paled. He knew of sky-rending winds—Solar Winds scorching from the sun, invisible tempests, thunder-infused maelstroms—all coveted by cultivators for treasures or techniques.

"So Carefree Wind isn’t a single skill, but hundreds?"

"Exactly," Qing Feng confirmed. "And when combined with wind treasures? The possibilities multiply."

As he spoke, Qing Feng lightly tapped his head. Immediately, a white Treasure Pearl glowing with colorful light rose slowly and hovered above him.

Though no larger than a chicken egg, the pearl emitted a terrifying regal aura resembling an unstoppable monarch! Upon its appearance, Fang Lie immediately noticed changes in the surrounding Fierce Heavenly Winds.

Earlier, Fang Lie could shield himself with true energy to withstand the winds without staggering. But now, the winds’ power had doubled! Clearly, Qing Feng had summoned an Eighth-rank Treasure to enhance his wind spells.

"Interesting!" Fang Lie grinned. "Boosting divine winds with treasures? Clever. But surely you don’t think mere winds can beat me?"

"The winds are just the beginning," Qing Feng replied cheerfully. "The real danger hides within. Be careful, Junior Brother!"

Fang Lie’s face tightened as he raised his guard. A murderous intent suddenly struck from behind – he barely summoned the Purple Gold Ruyi Shield in time. An invisible force slammed into the Eighth-rank protective treasure, making it shudder visibly.

The crowd gasped. Fang Lie now stood engulfed in howling winds, trapped at the eye of a tornado-like storm. Worse still, weapons began materializing within the divine wind – swords, spears, axes – all forged from condensed Fierce Heavenly Winds. Empowered by Qing Feng’s treasure and divine skills, each strike rivaled a seventh-rank top-grade treasure’s might.

These invisible weapons lurked within the raging winds, striking unpredictably. Without Qing Feng’s warning, the first sneak attack might have decapitated Fang Lie.

Before he could breathe, the storm intensified. Weapons materialized endlessly, attacking from every direction. The Purple Gold Ruyi Shield’s golden barrier protected Fang Lie, but hundreds of impacts rattled it every second, sending ripples across its surface. Even an Eighth-rank Treasure’s defense couldn’t withstand this onslaught forever.

Spectators murmured as Fang Lie struggled:

"Expected outcome. Qing Feng’s the Xuan Sect’s top disciple – Fang’s outmatched!"

"Qing Feng’s holding back! Using his Eighth-rank Treasure fully would end this faster."

"Surprised Fang lasted this long!"

Even Mo Qianxun and Mo Lanyun watched anxiously.

"Grandfather, Senior Brother’s in trouble!" Mo Lanyun fretted.

"Trouble?" Mo Qianxun snorted. "Reaching this stage is already impressive. Expecting victory is delusional."

"But he might still win!"

Mo Qianxun chuckled. "How? Qing Feng’s mutant wind Immortal spiritual root surpasses even yours. His Qi Sea spans twenty thousand miles to Fang’s ten thousand – nearly tenfold magic advantage. The Xuan Sect’s resources dwarf ours. His combat experience equals Fang’s entire lifespan. With such odds, victory’s impossible."