Translator: Noodletown Translations Editor: Noodletown Translations
Qingfeng Li looked at Jun Po with furrowed eyebrows, “Are you too chicken to make a bet with me? If so, step back and get out of my face.”
The thousands of self-cultivators looked towards Jun Po, awaiting his response.
Jun Po was an emperor of one of the Four Supreme Dynasties, as well as a renowned powerhouse of the Spirit Monarch List. He was probably one of the twenty most powerful individuals on the Crimson Fire Continent.
If he chickened out of placing a bet with Qingfeng Li, his dignity, and not to mention his authority, would soon be challenged.
Even powerhouses needed to save face and dignity – he didn’t want the other self-cultivators on the Crimson Fire Continent to look down on him in the future.
Jun Po’s expression turned icy cold as he looked at Qingfeng Li murderously. If he wasn’t in a hurry to enter the Great Bronze Palace, right there in front of him, he would have dealt with Qingfeng Li already.
With disdain, Jun Po said coldly, “Fine, I will agree to your conditions. If you can break through this half-saint array, I will call you ‘Daddy’. If you can’t, I will not only make you call me ‘Daddy’, but also break your leg.”
With a smirk on his face, Qingfeng Li looked back at Jun Po with contempt and walked up.
For him, it was incredibly easy to break through this array – he was already a supreme array master with spirit energy of the ninth level of the monarch realm and therefore was extremely familiar with such arrays.
More importantly, Qingfeng Li had already broken through a few half-step saint-level arrays in the past with the help of Dark Night Emperor; with knowledge of such formations and clairvoyance, it was highly probable for him to break through this particular array.
Qingfeng Li stood in front of the Great Bronze Palace and emitted his spirit energy, carefully surveying the array in front of him.
Under the veil of his spirit energy, Qingfeng Li realized just how powerful the Great Bronze Palace was; there were talisman scripts marked on every corner of the hall.
They were all array talisman scripts, floating in the void like thousands of tiny tadpoles. The talisman scripts hovered above the hall, exuding powerful saint-level energy.
Soon, Qingfeng Li gained clear knowledge of the entire array as well as their pattern and layout.
He employed penetration vision with his right eye, which shot out a ray of golden light. The light scanned the array – from right to left, from top to bottom, from front to back… hoping to find a loophole somewhere.
Jun Po’s face filled with ridicule when he saw Qingfeng Li standing still like a wooden statue. “Stop pretending, if you haven’t broken through this half-step saint-level array by now, I doubt that you’ll be able to do it at all.”
Xue Lin and the others looked at Jun Po furiously as this remark came out of his mouth; however, he was too powerful, so they couldn’t do much else but swallow their anger.
Qingfeng Li was the only one powerful enough to go against Jun Po; if the others provoked him, it would be playing with fire.
Qingfeng Li heard every word Jun Po said but decided to ignore it. The only thing he cared about that moment was the half-saint array in front of him.
With the help of his clairvoyance and powerful spirit energy, Qingfeng Li soon found a loophole to the array.
In the top-left and bottom-right corners of the gate, as well as five, nine, thirteen, and nineteen hundred meters to the left of the gate were small cracks.
These cracks were dozens of times smaller than the tip of a needle; Qingfeng Li would not have been able to discover them without the help of his clairvoyance vision.
Qingfeng Li began channeling the vital essence within his body, while at the same time stimulating the power of the dragon bloodline. The blood transferred to his right index finger, exposing his dragon bone.
He knew that the half-step saint array was infused with saint-level energy, and he would not be able to defeat it using just vital essence and attacks. He had to employ the power of the dragon bone.
Qingfeng Li extended his right index finger out and pressed hard – crack! The top-left corner of the gate cracked open as he moved on to the other tiny cracks.
Crack, crack, crack…
Crisp sounds echoed his surroundings and soon, giant cracks began forming on the half-saint array, spreading out like a spider web and crackling loudly.
Finally, Qingfeng Li transformed his right index finger into the fist and hurled it at the Great Bronze Palace. With an earth-shattering boom, the talisman scripts shattered into the air, turning into silver rays of light before disappearing altogether.
Qingfeng Li took in some of the silver light into the dragon bones on his finger, turning it into his own power.
The faces of the self-cultivators around him lit up with delight.
“I can’t believe Qingfeng Li broke through a half-saint array! Unbelievable, I thought he wouldn’t be able to do it!”
“He’s so powerful! Just now, none of the emperors of the Supreme Dynasties could break through this array, yet Qingfeng Li did it with such ease!”
“Qingfeng Li’s array attainments are definitely the best on the Crimson Fire Continent – this is a half-step saint array, for god sakes!”
The self-cultivators discussed amongst themselves as they looked at Qingfeng Li with respect, and the Great Bronze Palace with passion and desire. They knew that the inheritance of the Sun Monarch was inside that hall.
The person who enters the Great Bronze Palace and obtains the legacy of the Sun Monarch would have a chance to become the leader of this planet. Once he or she receives the vital energy of the entire mainland, they would be able to stand against the Crimson Fire Monarch.
Qingfeng Li may have broken through the half-step saint array, but the crowd did not barge inside. This was because they were still there – Huozhu Chi, Linglong Xue, Jun Po, and the others.
If powerhouses like them did not enter the palace, the other self-cultivators dared not as well. They knew that they would face a nasty death if they walked in front of such individuals.
Qingfeng Li turned around to face Jun Po with an indifferent expression on his face, “You just lost a bet, time to call me ‘Daddy’.”
Jun Po’s expression changed drastically as his face flushed with embarrassment and a hint of anger.
He was at the eighth level of the monarch realm and an emperor of a supreme level dynasty. There was no way in hell that he would call a self-cultivator ”Daddy”.
Qingfeng Li smiled as he saw Jun Po stand there quietly. “Are you going back on your word?”
Just then, a burly self-cultivator walked out from behind Jun Po. Nearly two meters tall, he was big and strong, with thick eyebrows and a heaving temple. The self-cultivator exuding explosive energy and stared at Qingfeng Li with an icy expression.
