Chapter 32: The Asura Eyes Reawaken, the Asura Killing Realm!

"You little bastard!"

After a long silence, Xiao Qinggang finally reacted, roaring through gritted teeth. A sudden explosion of killing intent swept across the area. "Kid, you're looking for death!"

As his voice fell, Xiao Qinggang could no longer restrain himself; his figure shot forward like a bolt of lightning.

*Clang!*

Ling Feng hurriedly raised his sword to clash with Xiao Qinggang, and his hands instantly went numb from the impact.

Xiao Qinggang's speed and strength far exceeded his own. Even though he could use the Heavenly Eye to spot flaws in the opponent's swordsmanship, he simply could not keep up with his speed.

*Zheng!*

Xiao Qinggang's sword forced Ling Feng back. With another strike, he pursued relentlessly. A streak of brilliant sword light, like a rainbow piercing the sun, lunged toward Ling Feng. The surging killing intent was so intense that even the surrounding inner sect disciples trembled with fear.

It was the first time they had ever seen Xiao Qinggang this enraged.

Suddenly, the brilliant sword light exploded, transforming into points of cold radiance that struck directly at Ling Feng's chest. Occasional bursts of sword qi shot out, slicing through large trees as if they were nothing.

"Is this the power of the tenth stage of Qi Condensation?" Ling Feng's expression shifted slightly. The gap between Liu Tang and Xiao Qinggang was not trivial. After a dozen exchanges, even with the Star-Shattering Sword Technique, he was being suppressed and held at a complete disadvantage.

"Seal! Four Flames Purple Array!"

Surrounding them, the other four ninth-stage Qi Condensation inner sect disciples guarded the four directions, firmly locking down the battlefield and leaving Ling Feng no room to escape.

"You filthy brat, you will pay for your actions!" Xiao Qinggang practically howled, his eyes bloodshot like a frenzied tiger.

Xiao Qingfeng was his younger brother, and Liu Tang was his confidant. Having lost them both in succession to Ling Feng, how could he not be furious?

"Die! Die! Die! Die! Die!..."

Xiao Qinggang's sword strikes grew faster and more violent with every blow. The violent power swept wildly within the barrier of the Four Flames Purple Array. As the turbulent astral winds surged, Ling Feng gradually found it difficult even to stand steady.

In terms of cultivation talent, this Xiao Qinggang was slightly inferior to Xiao Qingfeng, but he possessed innate divine strength.

For Ling Feng, relying on only the sixth stage of Qi Condensation to exchange so many blows with Xiao Qinggang, could already be considered a freak of nature.

However, this was no arena duel; this was a life-and-death struggle!

"No matter what, I cannot die!" Ling Feng gripped his longsword tightly. He had too many doubts in his heart: Why did he possess the blood of an Emperor? Why had his parents left him when he was young?

Until these mysteries were solved, how could he bear to die!

"You forced my hand!" Ling Feng looked up, his cold eyes filled with bloodshot veins.

At this moment, Ling Feng had no other choice but to open his eye!

He activated the third vertical pupil: the Asura Eye!

*Clang!*

Ling Feng was violently sent flying by Xiao Qinggang's domineering and fierce sword strike, crashing heavily against the barrier of the Four Flames Purple Array and spitting out a mouthful of blood.

His true qi was exhausted; he no longer had the strength to perform the Star-Shattering Sword Technique.

"You filthy brat, I won't make it easy for you. I'll slice your flesh off piece by piece. I'll carve a small hole in your skull and pour honey in bit by bit, then place an ant nest on your head so you can experience the sensation of being devoured by ten thousand ants!"

Xiao Qinggang laughed maniacally, his eyes filled with venomous hatred.

Such a cruel punishment made even the disciples maintaining the array shudder with horror.

"You won't get the chance, because you... are going to die!" Ling Feng pulled a golden needle from his robe, staring deathly at Xiao Qinggang. He scanned the surroundings and roared, "All of you, you're going to die too!"

"Ah!"

With a roar, Ling Feng drove the golden needle violently into the Baihui acupoint on the top of his head.

That long-lost killing intent, that sensation of bloody slaughter, once again flooded his heart and occupied his mind.

In an instant, Ling Feng's eyes turned blood-red. The veins on his forehead bulged and then tore open grotesquely, revealing an evil, eerie, and terrifying eyeball.

The third vertical pupil was activated!

"Die! Everyone must die!"

As the third pupil opened, Ling Feng's consciousness became blurred. He didn't even realize that within the third pupil, a divine pattern was automatically condensing.

The Asura Divine Pattern!

*Hum!*

As the Asura Divine Pattern condensed, it was as if a blood-colored curtain had been drawn across the surroundings. With a loud *crack*, the barrier of the Four Flames Purple Array shattered piece by piece.

"What's happening!"

"What... what is going on?"

"It's like a more powerful barrier... how can this be?"

The four disciples maintaining the array panicked. The Four Flames Purple Array was incredibly sturdy; even an expert in the early stages of the Pulse Condensation Realm would find it difficult to escape if trapped.

At that moment, Xiao Qinggang discovered something unbelievable: a hideous vertical pupil had opened on Ling Feng's forehead.

"You... what kind of monster are you!"

Panic surged in Xiao Qinggang's heart, and his right hand, gripping the longsword, began to tremble.

Blood qi swirled around Ling Feng, undulating like an Asura demon clinging to his sides.

Just one glance from Ling Feng made Xiao Qinggang feel as if all the strength had been drained from his body; it was a tremor that originated from his very soul!

"Senior... Senior Brother Xiao, what do we do now?" a thick-browed disciple asked with a trembling voice.

"Damn it, it's just a three-eyed monster! What's there to fear!" Xiao Qinggang forced himself to stay calm. "With the five of us working together, are we really afraid of one monster? You guys go first! I'll gather my killing move and finish him in one strike!"

"Alright!" The four disciples roared, summoning their courage as they lunged toward Ling Feng with their swords.

"Die!"

Ling Feng's gaze held no emotion. He swept his longsword in a simple, unadorned motion.

In an instant, the first disciple to lunge was sliced in half at the waist. Blood sprayed, splashing directly onto Ling Feng's face.

*Gulp!*

The others swallowed hard, turning to look at Xiao Qinggang, only to find that he had already activated his movement technique and was fleeing frantically in the opposite direction.

"You bastard! You dared to use us!" The disciples finally realized that Xiao Qinggang was using them as cannon fodder to buy himself time to escape.

"Ah!—"

Then came another scream, piercing the heavens. An inner sect disciple was directly impaled through the chest by Ling Feng's claw, who then ripped out a heart that was still pulsing. With a *splat*, the heart exploded, spraying blood everywhere.

"Don't... please... don't kill me... I..."

"Spare... spare my life!"

The remaining two were paralyzed with terror, but their fear did not last long, for in the next instant, their lives were ruthlessly harvested by Ling Feng.

"Monster! A monster!" Xiao Qinggang fled like a madman. Unfortunately, no matter how fast he ran, within this blood-colored curtain, it felt as if he were running in circles, unable to escape.

This was the ability of the first divine pattern of the Asura Eye: the Asura Killing Realm!

As long as one was enveloped by the Asura Killing Realm, unless the one who activated it—Ling Feng—was slain, one could never escape this blood-colored curtain.

"It's your turn to die! Die! Die! Die!"

Ling Feng's three eyes flashed with blood-light. He transformed into a blood shadow and lunged, pinning Xiao Qinggang to the ground. Gripping his blade, Zhan Yue, he aimed at Xiao Qinggang's heart and stabbed! Stabbed! Stabbed!

After more than a hundred thrusts, Xiao Qinggang's chest was turned into a sieve. Only then did Ling Feng rise from the corpse, clutching his blood-drenched sword, and charge into the dense forest.