Xuanwu War Sovereign

’Oh? His Divine Soul hasn’t been extinguished yet? And he wants to try and possess me? Heh...’

Qin Feng’s Divine Soul was immensely powerful and his Spiritual Sense incredibly sharp. He noticed something was amiss the instant Zhao Mingcheng’s Divine Soul fled his physical body.

He found it even more amusing when, instead of fleeing, Zhao Mingcheng charged menacingly toward him.

Qin Feng was an old hand at possession. For Zhao Mingcheng to try it on him was simply courting death.

Zhao Mingcheng’s Divine Soul transformed into a streak of red light and shot into Qin Feng’s Spirit Platform.

Inside the Spirit Platform, Zhao Mingcheng’s form flickered and transformed into a hundred-zhang-tall Demon God. He gave a savage grin.

"Heheheh, you little ant! You dared to destroy my body, so now you can hand yours over to me!"

Zhao Mingcheng’s manifested Divine Soul stood a full hundred zhang tall and looked utterly terrifying. In contrast, Qin Feng’s soul was less than eight feet tall, appearing frail before the hundred-zhang Giant, as if it could be swallowed in a single gulp!

Zhao Mingcheng’s eyes gleamed with triumph. With an odd cackle, he swatted a palm down at Qin Feng, his hand large enough to blot out the sky.

The massive hand was like a flyswatter coming down on a mosquito!

A terrifying pressure, so immense it felt tangible, weighed down on Qin Feng’s mind. It felt as if he would be splattered with a single slap!

"Is that so?" Inside the Spirit Platform, Qin Feng’s soul suddenly opened its eyes, a glint of mockery in their depths.

Qin Feng’s Divine Soul began to expand explosively. Immeasurable Divine Light erupted with enough force to shatter the universe, warping the Space around him. His form flickered, and in an instant, he grew into a thousand-zhang-tall Giant, far more powerful and imposing than Zhao Mingcheng’s own soul form.

The Giant was wreathed in terrifying Divine Light. Its every move seemed capable of suppressing the Endless Void, and waves of immense power billowed out, forming endless, shimmering clouds.

This was no mere illusion!

He stared blankly at the thousand-zhang Giant towering nearly ten times his height above him.

’How is this possible? The transformation of a Divine Soul is determined by one’s own Realm. The higher the Realm, the taller the soul appears! I am a Half-Step God-Sealing Realm Demigod! How could Qin Feng be taller than me?!’

A look of utter disbelief filled Zhao Mingcheng’s eyes. His face went pale with dread.

Then, as if struck by a sudden realization, Zhao Mingcheng roared in fury.

"Qin Feng, you’re despicable! You’re clearly a Half-Step God-Sealing Celestial Venerable! And you disguised yourself as a piddling Martial Arts Ninth Layer Heaven ant! You have no shame!" Zhao Mingcheng’s face was a mask of grief and indignation, looking as wronged as a bullied child.

If he had known Qin Feng was a Half-Step God-Sealing Celestial Venerable, he would have never, ever tried to possess him!

This was like a lamb walking to the slaughter!

’This Qin Feng is too deceitful!’

Zhao Mingcheng had clearly misunderstood.

Qin Feng looked down upon the ant at his feet, a cold sneer in his eyes.

In his past life, Qin Feng had also been a Half-Step God-Sealing Realm expert. In terms of Realm alone, he had already broken through the bottleneck to the Sealing God Realm. If it weren’t for the End of Dharma Era and a lack of Qi Fortune, he would have long ago ascended to his Divine Throne and proclaimed his status as a Demon God Venerable.

Although he had to start all over again in this new life, the foundation of his Divine Soul remained. For Zhao Mingcheng to attempt possession... that was like trying to pull a tooth from a tiger’s mouth!

The tables had turned in an instant!

Utter shock!

RUMBLE!

"You dare try to possess me? I’ll stomp you to death!"

With a furious roar, Qin Feng raised one foot and stomped down viciously on Zhao Mingcheng. The entire Spirit Platform seemed to shudder, on the verge of collapsing from the force of that single blow.

"No!"

His eyes wild with terror, Zhao Mingcheng scrambled to escape, but there was nowhere to hide. He could only look up and watch helplessly as the giant foot came crashing down onto his face.

"AGHH!" Zhao Mingcheng was smashed into the ground, letting out an inhuman shriek.

That single stomp made Zhao Mingcheng’s Divine Soul shrink by three feet.

Fury blazed in Zhao Mingcheng’s eyes. The humiliation was so palpable it felt solid, and the terror was beyond description.

Getting trampled on a soul-level was the most terrifying fate. Each stomp would cause him to drop a minor realm and his form to shrink, until he was nothing but a runt, and then finally stomped into nothingness!

"Who’s the ant now? Who’s the ant?! I’ll stomp you to death!" the Giant’s voice boomed like Thunder, like a colossal god in command of its own world.

Boundless pressure crashed down as another foot descended, a stomp powerful enough to shatter the very heavens!

RUMBLE!

Zhao Mingcheng was crushed from head to toe, his body instantly shrinking by another three feet.

RUMBLE!

THUD...

Another giant foot appeared overhead, growing larger and larger. With its descent, the very sky seemed to collapse.

Qin Feng felt a surge of satisfaction, completely erasing the pressure Zhao Mingcheng had put on him earlier. He continued stomping again and again, thoroughly beating the dog while it was down!

STOMP! STOMP! STOMP!

Fleeing like a cornered rat, Zhao Mingcheng was hit dozens of times in an instant. His form shrank dramatically; his hundred-zhang body was now only fifty zhang tall.

BOOM!

A giant foot slammed down, shaking the very ground. Zhao Mingcheng scrambled out from the side, frantic. Gone was his earlier arrogance and smugness; his face was now a mask of pure panic.

Within the span of a few breaths, he had been stomped dozens of times. Zhao Mingcheng’s Realm plummeted, falling from Half-Step God-Sealing, through the Reincarnation Realm, and down to the Nirvana Realm. He was on the verge of dropping out of the Nirvana Realm entirely.

The Martial Arts Realms start from the Martial Arts Ninth Layer Heaven. Above that are the Condensing Vein Realm, the Sea of Reincarnation Realm, the Nirvana Realm, the Reincarnation Realm, and then the legendary God-Demon Realm, Creator, Chaos Lord, and Endless Dominator.

Zhao Mingcheng had originally been a Venerable of the Half-Step Divine Demon Realm, but now he had been stomped all the way down to the Nirvana Realm.

A few more stomps and he would be completely obliterated!

’I can’t let this go on! If this keeps up, I’ll really be stomped to death!’ Zhao Mingcheng was so furious he could have spat blood.

These Realms were being forcefully stomped out of existence. All the memories and insights associated with them would be lost forever, and the damage was irreversible!

But what Zhao Mingcheng found most unbearable was the sheer humiliation of being trampled like this!

"AGHH! You shameless bastard! I’ll fight you to the death!" Zhao Mingcheng couldn’t take it anymore. A flicker of bone-deep hatred and grim determination flashed in his eyes.

A ruthless look flashed in Zhao Mingcheng’s eyes. He suddenly slapped his chest and began to activate an Ancient Forbidden Secret Technique he had once obtained by chance.

Zhao Mingcheng would normally never have used this Secret Technique. The price was enormous—it meant a nine-in-ten chance of death—but now, he had no other choice!

"Life and death of Saint Demon, sacrifice for all beings, blessing of the All Gods! Invincibility! OPEN!"

With a flick of his hands, he sent out a series of strange Runes. With a furious shout, a terrifying, ethereal Flame ignited upon his body, a Flame that began to consume even his very Divine Soul.

In an instant, more than half of his massive Divine Soul was consumed by the fire. It erupted in a terrifying burst of Divine Light that blasted a thin crack in the Spirit Platform, allowing him to escape in a flash.

Qin Feng’s body swayed. A moment later, he opened his eyes just in time to see a streak of red light, wreathed in formless flames, fleeing the ice cave like a beaten dog.

"Sacrificial Fire!" Qin Feng’s expression turned grim as he bit out the two words.

The Sacrificial Fire was a type of Forbidden Secret Technique. Qin Feng had only ever read about it in ancient texts; this was the first time he had actually seen someone use it.

The Sacrificial Fire was a mysterious flame produced by sacrificing one’s own essence, qi, and spirit.

One would sacrifice their own essence, qi, and spirit in exchange for power from the unseen gods.

For a short time, one’s power would increase explosively, but they would then be consumed as fuel by the Sacrificial Fire, with no escape for their soul.

Another legend claimed that the Sacrificial Fire was a method used to harvest powerful cultivators. What is borrowed must be repaid: borrow a sliver of power from the gods, and in return, you pay with your soul.

Qin Feng was extremely wary of this flame. It was terrifying; once it touched you, it could not be easily extinguished.

If you were unlucky, your entire soul would be sacrificed, utterly annihilated.

Qin Feng never thought Zhao Mingcheng would know such a forbidden technique, and in that moment of surprise, he had let him get away.

Qin Feng’s face was impassive. He wasn’t too concerned; after all, Zhao Mingcheng was a ten-thousand-year-old fossil who wouldn’t be so easy to kill.

However, even if he did escape and somehow survive the Sacrificial Fire, his Primordial Qi would be grievously wounded. It would take him decades of recuperation to recover, if he ever could.

RUMBLE! Just as Qin Feng was lost in thought, a section of the nearby ice wall suddenly collapsed with a thunderous crash. The sound of endlessly tumbling ice echoed through the cavern. To Qin Feng’s astonishment, about a hundred paces away, the collapse revealed the corner of a grand hall. At that very moment, several familiar figures appeared right in front of him.

"Xiao Yuchan!"

"Qin Feng!"