Xuanwu War Sovereign

Profound Ice Black Killing Wind!

Upon hearing this, everyone’s expression changed.

Black Death Qi was a foul, turbid energy that accumulated in the earth’s crust. One breath of this wind was enough to cause dizziness and blurred vision. 𝑓𝘳𝘦𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝘷𝘦𝓁.𝑐𝑜𝑚

The Profound Ice Black Killing Wind, however, was on another level entirely. It was a terrifying substance formed from the essence of countless Black Fiends, mixed together in frigid caverns and tempered year-round by the Profound Ice winds.

The Profound Ice Black Killing Wind not only carried the foulness of Black Death Qi but also possessed an extreme cold property. When it blew, it didn’t just cause dizziness and blurred vision; it would also freeze one’s Qi and Blood.

WHOOSH! WHOOSH!

The pitch-black wind surged up from the Bottomless Cave. The three iron chains whipped about like baring-fanged Demon Dragons, flying high into the air before crashing down with a ferocious clang.

Seeing this, one of the youths flashed forward and deliberately stretched a hand out into the wind. A gust of black wind swept past, and the Innate True Qi covering his hand flickered violently.

The youth’s expression changed. By the time he pulled his hand back, nearly half of his Innate True Qi had been depleted in just two breaths, leaving only a thin layer behind.

A layer of black frost gradually condensed on his arm. With a shake of his hand, the frost fell to the ground, hissing as it hit like clumps of iron.

"What a terrifying black wind!" Seeing this, the crowd’s faces grew grim.

"It can even burn through Innate True Qi in just a few breaths!"

’It’s more than that. This Profound Ice Black Killing Wind is a type of anomalous wind,’ Qin Feng observed coolly. He was no stranger to this black wind. He knew of a Secret Technique that could use Wind Attribute True Power to smelt this Profound Ice Black Killing Wind and cultivate a Divine Ability.

It was an extremely powerful Divine Ability. With a single breath, one could fill the sky with black wind!

Unfortunately, Qin Feng was willing but lacked the strength. Unless he broke through to the Condensing Vein Realm and condensed his True Power, he had no confidence he could subdue and refine this Profound Ice Black Killing Wind.

"What do we do now? This black wind seems endless, with no breaks at all. The iron chains are hundreds of zhang long; it would take at least ten breaths to cross at top speed!"

"That means we have to endure the black wind for at least ten breaths to cross the Soul-Breaking Bridge!"

"That’s too difficult!"

"Even with my Cultivation at the Martial Arts Eighth Layer Middle Stage, I’m not confident I can last ten breaths in that wind!"

...

The crowd murmured amongst themselves, their expressions ugly.

"Let me give it a try!" Just then, a voice called out. The crowd parted to let a red-clothed youth stride forward.

The youth had black hair and was dressed in red. A wild arrogance was etched between his brows as he shot a sneering, sidelong glance at the crowd.

An aura like a Flame flowed from his body, making him resemble a leaping ball of fire.

The red-clothed youth stood at the cave’s entrance, and a scorching True Qi erupted from him, melting the rock-hard layer of black frost that had condensed around the opening. A frenzied heatwave blasted out, and everyone within a hundred paces felt as if their bodies had caught fire.

"It’s him, Lû Chunyang!" The youths’ expressions shifted, and their figures blurred as they hastily retreated a hundred paces.

"This arrogant bastard!" A few youths’ faces darkened after being scorched by the fiery True Qi for no reason, but they seemed extremely wary of Lû Chunyang and suppressed their anger.

"Lû Chunyang, are you crazy?! Put away your True Sun Fire already!" one of the youths shouted angrily.

"What do you people know? The joy of setting fires is beyond your comprehension!" Lû Chunyang shot the crowd a disdainful look. "I hate it when you all whine and complain! I set one little fire and you all start screaming like a bunch of old crones with bound feet!"

"You..." The youth who had spoken earlier was so angry he trembled, pointing at Lû Chunyang, speechless.

None of the youths looked pleased, but most of them knew this red-clothed youth’s nature, so they kept their mouths shut.

Even someone as proud as Zhao Mingcheng pulled back, his eyes full of apprehension as he watched Lû Chunyang.

’He’s a madman. It’s best not to provoke him!’

With a flash, Du Pingxia appeared beside Qin Feng. Qin Feng had been at the back of the group, but now that everyone had retreated, he was at the very front.

A wave of heat washed over him. His Innate Primordial True Qi circulated, and like a vast ocean accepting a hundred rivers, it instantly dissolved and refined the wisps of scorching heat.

A peculiar glint flashed in her beautiful eyes. Du Pingxia noticed something strange about Qin Feng. The fierce, scorching heat seemed to vanish completely the moment it entered a three-foot radius around him, as if it were being dissolved by something.

’What a miraculous Innate True Qi,’ Du Pingxia thought, inwardly shocked, though her expression remained placid. ’Lû Chunyang cultivates the Sun Refining God Technique, which is extremely rigid and yang-aligned. His True Solar Energy is the epitome of rigid yang, capable of incinerating all things. The flames surrounding him are the formless and colorless Sun Fire. Even I have to give him a wide berth. Yet, this Qin Feng can silently refine the Sun Fire! I wonder what kind of Cultivation Technique he practices?’

Watching the youths scatter and retreat, Lû Chunyang looked on lazily, a mocking smile playing on his lips.

He was doing it on purpose!

Everyone stared at his punchable face, wishing they could rush up and beat him senseless.

Lû Chunyang’s gaze shifted, and his sharp eyes suddenly landed on the black-robed youth in the crowd. Qin Feng’s solitary figure had become particularly conspicuous.

Dressed in a Black Robe, he stood tall and aloof. The onrushing True Sun Fire was like a gentle breeze to him.

Among the retreating figures, he stood out!

Feeling an extremely aggressive, scorching gaze sweep over him, Qingfeng raised his head, his handsome face expressionless.

’The Sun Refining God Technique?’ Information about this Cultivation Technique flashed through Qin Feng’s mind.

The Sun Refining God Technique was also a top-tier, Twelfth Layer Martial Arts Foundation Establishment Technique. The foundation it built was the Sun Divine Fire, the emperor of all flames.

Once one successfully established their foundation, they could master the True Sun Fire Divine Ability.

True Sun Fire could incinerate anything! It was terrifying beyond belief!

However, there was a major difficulty in cultivating this technique: the suffering of having one’s body burned by Yang Fire. Solar Power was the ultimate yang, making it easy for Yang Fire to invade the body. This accumulated Yang Fire had to be vented regularly.

If too much Yang Fire accumulated, it was easy to die from self-immolation.

Moreover, the Sun Refining God Technique followed a path of extreme yang, meaning one could not break their bodily purity. They couldn’t seek out a woman to vent and balance their yin and yang. They could only endure.

Qin Feng guessed this was the reason Lû Chunyang said he liked setting fires. If he didn’t frequently find a strong opponent to fight and vent his excess solar fire energy, he wouldn’t be able to bear it himself.

Lû Chunyang was constantly enduring the agony of Yang Fire consuming his body. Qin Feng greatly admired him for it. If it were someone with a weaker will, their behavior wouldn’t just be described as "wild"—they might have been driven completely insane by the Yang Fire.

Lû Chunyang stared blankly at the black-robed youth for a moment, as if he had seen a trace of admiration deep in the youth’s eyes. After a moment, he snorted coldly, turned around, and landed on the Soul-Breaking Bridge. His gaze was exceptionally fervent as he looked at the howling black wind.

Suddenly, his figure moved, lunging toward the Iron Chain Bridge like a great hawk.

His fiery red figure looked especially wild amidst the sky-filling black wind.

WHOOSH! The black wind blew even more fiercely, yet that ball of flame shot across most of the iron chains in an instant, like a meteor.

Lû Chunyang walked upon the black iron chains, which trembled like a great dragon, as if he were strolling across a flat plain. The black wind couldn’t corrode his body, and his wild hair danced in the gale.

The endless black wind was smelted by his True Sun Fire. The cold energy turned to vapor, unable to touch him.

"Exhilarating! Absolutely exhilarating!" Lû Chunyang roared with laughter, his expression incomparably arrogant.

"Why doesn’t that bastard fall off and die!" a youth cursed under his breath, watching the scene.

"True Sun Fire is the ultimate rigid yang. It counters all things yin and evil. It’s the natural enemy of the Profound Ice Black Killing Wind!" another youth said, looking thoroughly dejected.

"Keep your voice down. That guy’s a madman. It’ll be bad news if he hears you and decides to latch onto you. Someone saw him fighting Li Qiubai on an Ice Peak, and not even Li Qiubai, one of the Five Great War Gods, could do anything to him! I have no idea why the Princess invited him!"

In just a few breaths, he reached the other side!

Lû Chunyang had crossed the Soul-Breaking Bridge!

(This is the first update. The second and third will be in the evening.)