Chapter 207: Unstoppable Momentum

Chen Fei’s movements could only be described as simple—but immensely powerful.

His style was broad and forceful, especially with the use of a massive, bladeless greatsword. It was a weapon that looked crude but held a profound grace, wielded with a mastery that was beyond mere form.

The bearded man’s expression drastically changed. At that moment, he didn’t even have time to grieve the death of Xu Zhen. He backed away in panic.

Though the greatsword lacked an actual edge, every swing from it tore through the platforms like paper, reducing them to splinters. With one clean sweep, the surrounding tables were demolished completely.

“Oh no! What am I supposed to do now!?”

The owner of Tianxin Pavilion, who had been hiding all this while, looked at the destruction with a bitter expression. He never imagined that Chen Fei would be so ferocious, completely ignoring where he was fighting. At this rate, the entire Tianxin Pavilion was going to be razed.

Although the bearded man appeared clumsy, his footwork was surprisingly refined.

“Interesting,” Chen Fei chuckled, swinging the greatsword faster and faster.

The faster he swung, the greater the strain—but the intimidation he exerted grew exponentially. The bearded man didn’t even dare to counterattack.

“Damn it!” the bearded man cursed. He knew that continuing to dodge was pointless. Once a weapon like this greatsword gained momentum, even its inertia became a terrifying force.

To retaliate, he had to break Chen Fei’s rhythm.

Thankfully, Liu Shan had prepared for this—he’d given the bearded man a powerful spiritual weapon.

A giant axe—imbued with spirit!

This was one of the Liu Clan’s ancestral treasures, a hidden trump card prepared specifically for killing Chen Fei.

Now? The bearded man wasn’t even sure if he could survive, let alone kill Chen Fei.

“Enough!” Cornered, the bearded man roared. A massive, gleaming silver axe appeared in his hands.

The moment the axe appeared, it caused an uproar among the crowd.

“A spiritual weapon?”

“That’s the Liu Clan’s heirloom spiritual axe! And it’s in an outsider’s hands? What are they planning?”

“They must really hate Senior Brother Chen Fei. They even brought out a spiritual weapon!”

Even Chen Fei was surprised to see the giant spiritual axe.

He had once obtained a similar axe in the Huangwu City secret realm. He knew very well just how fearsome such a weapon could be.

The Void Heaven Cauldron within him began to stir—it clearly coveted the spiritual axe.

Chen Fei smiled. “Very well. Let’s see how powerful that axe of yours really is.”

As he spoke, the rune of the word Axe emerged from within him, flowing into his greatsword.

Unlike with ordinary swords, the moment the rune was infused, a dark red glow lit up the greatsword, and it began to hum softly.

As the glow intensified, Chen Fei felt the sword come alive in his grip.

“Good!” His eyes lit up.

This was the first time he had tried infusing the Axe Rune into the greatsword—and it couldn’t have been more suited. Now, it could unleash the full potential of the rune’s power.

“Slash!” Chen Fei roared, without hesitation.

His opponent was at the Yuan Realm. Even if only the lower tier, with a spiritual weapon in hand, he couldn’t afford to hold back.

Thousand Phantom Slash. Sixteenfold amplification!

The greatsword in his hand struck toward the spiritual axe with terrifying force.

Now that he held the spiritual weapon, the bearded man brimmed with confidence. He sneered at Chen Fei. “You’re courting death!”

He raised the axe high, a flicker of hatred in his eyes. He was already picturing the moment when Chen Fei’s weapon would be knocked flying.

What’s more, the spiritual axe had a special rebound effect—the stronger the blow against it, the more force it would return. There was no way a mere Qi Realm cultivator could endure that kind of backlash.

Under everyone’s watchful eyes, the two weapons collided.

Clang!

A crisp sound rang out—many of the onlookers widened their eyes.

For most of them, it was their first time hearing two spiritual weapons clash—but what happened next made them all gasp in disbelief.

Cracks began to spread across the surface of the giant axe.

At first, they were as thin as strands of hair. But in the blink of an eye, they spread like a web—covering the entire weapon.

“What!?” The bearded man’s eyes went wide. He could feel everything as it happened.

Chen Fei’s lips curled into a smile.

Thousand Phantom Slash with sixteenfold amplification—combined with the Axe Rune—was his deadliest technique after the Yin-Yang Five Element Seal.

Judging from the results, it was just as terrifying.

The spiritual axe shattered faster than anyone could have predicted. The bearded man was still in shock, but Chen Fei’s greatsword was already above his head.

“No! I’m a servant of the Liu Clan of the Cyclone Dynasty! You can’t kill me!” he cried out in desperation, hoping Chen Fei would hesitate because of the powerful family name.

But Chen Fei’s greatsword never stopped. It came down—hard.

“Senior Brother Chen Fei is actually this strong?” Dong Feng looked at Gong Tianshou, stunned.

Gong Tianshou, however, just chuckled. Truth be told, even he was surprised by Chen Fei’s strength. After all, it had only been a few days since their last separation. Yet Chen Fei’s progress was almost terrifying.

Sure, Yuan Realm cultivators were considered entry-level in Tianqing Holy Land—but they were still Yuan Realm!

Once someone had grasped the power of Qi Intent, how many could be completely powerless in battle?

And yet—that was exactly what had happened.

Gong Tianshou smiled calmly. “Senior Brother Chen Fei truly lives up to his name. Someone is about to pay dearly for this.”

Boom!

This time, unlike his previous fight with Xu Zhen, the final strike landed with devastating force. Maybe it was because of the bearded man’s last desperate resistance—but when the greatsword struck the ground, it made a thunderous impact.

The shockwave rippled through the entire building.

Tianxin Pavilion was destroyed, reduced to rubble.

Clearly, Chen Fei had done it on purpose.

“Tell Liu Shan—I’m right here. If he doesn’t come, I’ll slaughter the royal family of the Cyclone Dynasty,” Chen Fei declared, then sat calmly on the only chair that had survived the battle.

His expression was composed, as if the threat he just made had nothing to do with him.

But news of this spread like wildfire.

What does it mean to remain silent until the moment of thunder? This was it!

Because of his mysterious background, Chen Fei already held a veil of intrigue in the eyes of many cultivators. And now, this so-called Qi Realm cultivator had taken down two Yuan Realm experts in just a few casual strikes.

Who could possibly bear such overwhelming strength?

While Chen Fei waited calmly, the owner of Tianxin Pavilion approached with a bitter smile. He knew that his business couldn’t escape involvement in this incident.

He forced a laugh and bowed. “Greetings, Senior Brother Chen.”

Chen Fei merely glanced at him, saying nothing more—and waited.