Chapter 280: Chapter Seven: First Kill

Luo Feng’s every finger was like a blade, with the rhythm of birth and death flowing through them, exquisitely sharp; after piercing through the three-layered scales and flesh of the Three-Faced Gray Wing Beast’s chest, he violently dragged his hands downward, slicing along the wound to rapidly widen it, spewing purple blood!

“This scale and flesh isn’t ordinary tough.” As Luo Feng sliced the wound with his secret treasure gloves, he felt immense resistance, silently relieved—he’d used the Forbidden Spell and Lieyuan Technique, leaving the Three-Faced Gray Wing Beast with no defense, taking his full-force strike directly, which was why he achieved such results.

“Hm?” Severely wounded, the Three-Faced Gray Wing Beast was now fully awake; it ignored the massive wound on its chest, and its front face suddenly opened its mouth, unleashing a gray beam that engulfed Luo Feng.

“Go!”

Luo Feng shrank his body, like a streak of light darting into the huge wound on the Three-Faced Gray Wing Beast’s chest and abdomen, drilling inside its body—the gray beam merely grazed the back of his body.

That graze burned away part of his robe and a little skin on his back, but within a blink, it had fully healed.

“That gray beam is powerful!” As Luo Feng entered the beast’s body, he felt dense flesh and muscle crushing him from all sides; the purple blood shimmered with a gray luster, fiercely corrosive, beginning to eat away at his white robe.

This was the Heavenly Light Avatar’s form—his white robe began to show numerous wounds, yet rapidly regenerated.

“Where’s the life core?” Luo Feng tore with his claws, ripping open more flesh and bone, drilling deeper into the Three-Faced Gray Wing Beast’s interior!

“Aaaagh!” The Three-Faced Gray Wing Beast felt the cultivator burrowing and destroying inside it, and writhed in agony.

…

Far away, inside the black airship, Di Qing clearly observed this battle.

“Luo Feng’s strength?” Di Qing was astonished; everyone knew that even a low-level Hunyuan lifeform at the Divine Emperor Early Stage had an incredibly robust body. Yet Luo Feng had met it head-on—and even gained the upper hand!

“One glance, he tore open the beast’s chest and abdomen, even plunged entirely inside. Truly ferocious!” Di Qing watched with delight.

For experts skilled in close combat, the more ferocious, the better.

“But low-level Hunyuan lifeforms aren’t easy to kill.” Di Qing, experienced, knew the Three-Faced Gray Wing Beast’s tenacity.

Hunting teams in Yulan City typically required cultivators at the Divine Emperor Early Stage to join; teams usually had three to five members working in coordination. Facing one-on-one? Killing a low-level Hunyuan lifeform? Extremely difficult!

Di Qing dared to bring Luo Feng out because he himself was strong—he’d already stepped one foot into the Divine Emperor Mid-Stage!

…

As Luo Feng resisted the blood’s corrosion while searching for the life core inside the Three-Faced Gray Wing Beast, suddenly—

“Wum~~~” The Three-Faced Gray Wing Beast’s eyes turned icy; silently, it transformed into a vast expanse of gray mist.

From flesh form, it became mist form.

Its defense and burst power weakened, but its survival, escape, and ambush capabilities soared.

In an instant, boundless gray mist surrounded Luo Feng from all sides; the mist’s corrosiveness surpassed even the blood, causing his white robe to fray—but the robe’s vitality was immense, constantly regenerating.

“Puff!” “Puff!” “Puff!”

Within the gray mist, claws struck Luo Feng’s chest, back, and legs—repeated attacks, some even tearing his white robe. Yet his World Avatar, with three hundred times the energy reserve, had thick skin and flesh; these were merely minor superficial wounds, and the tiny tears healed instantly.

“This cultivator’s body is tougher than mine?” The vast gray mist was stunned; its claws, after tearing through the white robe and thick skin, could barely scratch a little flesh. With the World Avatar’s regeneration, wounds vanished in a blink.

It was said low-level Hunyuan lifeforms had robust bodies and immense vitality.

Yet now it felt… this cultivator before it, in body strength and vitality, was even greater! His techniques were more mysterious! And he wielded powerful secret treasures!

How could it fight?

“Run!” It refused to linger; the vast gray mist fled swiftly into the distance.

“Want to escape? See my Forbidden Technique—World in the Palm!”

Luo Feng summoned the thought.

The Heavenly Avatar, merged with the vast surrounding world domain, unleashed the Forbidden Technique—a technique Luo Feng created based on the Heavenly Avatar’s innate talent, grounded in the Dao of Birth and Death, modeled after the natural secret treasure “World in the Palm.”

This Forbidden Technique consisted of eight ultimate-level methods of the Dao of Birth and Death, perfectly suited to the Heavenly Avatar.

“Boom—boom—boom~~~”

A colossal illusory hand appeared; within it was a world, and inside that world was the gray mist—now trapped, the boundless gray mist’s escape speed slowed drastically.

“Hm?” The gray mist sensed danger and instantly split into nine fragments, each streaking wildly in all directions.

“Forbidden Technique—Time Walker!”

The Time Avatar struck simultaneously from past, present, and future—the full force of the Forbidden Technique instantly shattered one mist fragment.

Though splitting into nine fragments improved escape chances, each fragment’s direct combat power plummeted, utterly unable to withstand the Dao of Birth and Death Forbidden Technique unleashed by Luo Feng’s Time Avatar.

Puff! Puff! Puff!…

It was as if each was picked off one by one—or struck all at once.

Of the nine gray mist fragments, seven were slain by the Time Avatar; when the seventh fragment dissolved, a small, spinning flesh orb appeared. “The life core!” Luo Feng’s eyes lit up—he’d found it!

The life core had been hidden within the seventh mist fragment—it was the true core of the entire low-level Hunyuan lifeform.

The Time Avatar’s Forbidden Technique had affected the life core, but failed to break it.

“Destroy!”

The towering World Avatar, aided by the World in the Palm, took a step and caught up to the life core orb! Luo Feng’s right hand flashed like lightning, five fingers like five blades.

With the secret treasure gloves, he needed no Forbidden Technique—merely activating the hidden runes within the gloves granted power exceeding even Forbidden Techniques. Such was the advantage of secret treasures—they greatly amplified a cultivator’s strength.

“No—!” The fleeing orb shrieked in agony.

“Tear.” Luo Feng’s five finger-blades flashed and vanished, slicing across the orb, leaving three gashes.

At that moment, the fleeing gray mist halted, naturally merging back into one, transforming into the massive, scarred corpse of the Three-Faced Gray Wing Beast, crashing heavily to the ground, causing the earth to tremble slightly.

Luo Feng exhaled, smiling.

“Finally killed this low-level Hunyuan lifeform.” Luo Feng landed, staring at the massive corpse, feeling it had been no easy feat—he’d truly poured out every ounce of strength.

Every single detail, every move, every technique—was flawless!

First came the spell and Lieyuan Technique; otherwise, the battle would’ve been far more troublesome.

He’d unleashed the complete Dao of Birth and Death’s Forbidden Techniques, specially crafted for the Causality Avatar, Time Avatar, and Heavenly Avatar—and relied on the secret treasure gloves’ power to kill this weakest low-level Hunyuan lifeform.

“A low-level Hunyuan lifeform at the Divine Emperor Early Stage—merely the weakest kind—and still forced me to give my all.” Luo Feng thought.

At that moment, the black airship appeared beside him; Di Qing stepped out, staring at Luo Feng in disbelief.

“Luo Feng, you just engaged it head-on and completely dominated this low-level Hunyuan lifeform.” Di Qing exclaimed.

If the initial strike had been a surprise attack,

later, when the Three-Faced Gray Wing Beast transformed into mist and launched multiple assaults on his body, Luo Feng’s World Avatar shrugged them off effortlessly—clearly, his body was far superior.

“And you killed it one-on-one.” Di Qing couldn’t help saying, “Among Divine Emperor Early Stage cultivators, those who can kill a low-level Hunyuan lifeform one-on-one are extremely rare.”

“Your strength ranks among the top among Divine Emperor Early Stage cultivators.” Di Qing sighed.

He’d assumed Luo Feng’s strength was merely average for a Divine Emperor Early Stage cultivator, especially after losing his nine-story tower and other treasures, expecting weaker performance.

But now, Luo Feng’s displayed strength delighted Di Qing—he was far stronger than expected.

With the two of them teamed up, they could handle far greater dangers, and their hunting yields would improve dramatically.

“Low-level Hunyuan lifeforms have varied talents—I just happen to counter the Three-Faced Gray Wing Beast. If I encounter another, I might just stand there helplessly.” Luo Feng smiled.

“So teamwork is essential.” Di Qing chuckled. “Alright, quickly collect this prey—it’s your first low-level Hunyuan lifeform kill.”

Luo Feng nodded, staring at the massive corpse—this was his very first kill of a low-level Hunyuan lifeform!

“Huh.” Luo Feng waved his hand and sealed it away.

“Since you slew it alone, it’s yours.” Di Qing said.

Luo Feng shook his head: “No need. We teamed up—according to our agreement, we split the spoils evenly.”

Earlier, Di Qing had suggested splitting evenly, intending to help Luo Feng.

After all, he’d been rooted in Yulan City for a long time, far wealthier than Luo Feng—this amount meant little to him.

But now Di Qing realized… splitting evenly wasn’t Luo Feng gaining an advantage. Though Di Qing surpassed Luo Feng in explosive power thanks to his sword array,

cultivators with such robust bodies, capable of close-quarters combat against low-level Hunyuan lifeforms, were the most sought-after in every Yulan City hunting team!

Especially among the countless world cultivators who lacked avatar techniques, those willing to engage in close combat were even rarer.

“Hahaha, fine.” Di Qing didn’t argue—he knew their partnership made a single low-level Hunyuan lifeform insignificant.

“By the way, Di Qing, how much is this low-level Hunyuan lifeform worth?” Luo Feng asked.

“It’s a low-level Hunyuan lifeform at the Divine Emperor Early Stage. Based on my experience, its value is around 800,000 Hunyuan Crystals.” Di Qing said.

Luo Feng nodded.

A low-level Hunyuan lifeform at the Divine Emperor Mid-Stage would be far more valuable—but even if Luo Feng and Di Qing teamed up, they might only suppress such a creature. Killing one? Nearly impossible.

“Let’s keep hunting.” Di Qing’s battle fervor had surged—he eagerly anticipated the fruits of their first joint hunt.

(End of Chapter)