Chapter 55: Demon God

Snow drifts for a thousand li.

The night is dark.

The Great Peng King never imagined being ambushed, yet he was ambushed by a black shadow capable of invading the body, making his body stiffen and nearly lose control of his flesh, which made him think of some kind of existence.

Evil demon.

In great shock, he also erupted with all his potential, but before he could completely expel the black shadow from his body, he felt Qin Feng's aura suddenly boiling.

"He's still hiding his clumsiness? How could that be!" The Great Peng King felt a sense of collapse.

He was repeatedly schemed against.

Still being a human brat, in a moment, despair filled his heart.

"Golden Feather Protection!"

The Great Peng King knew Qin Feng's terror; behind him, his tattered feathers burst out clusters of golden light, which then quickly gathered together, layer upon layer, protecting him in the middle.

But who could block this fierce punch?

Boom——

Power exploded, feathers shattered and flew; the strongest guard was pierced straight through and landed on the Great Peng King's back, blasting him away.

Qin Feng, however, had anticipated this; he reversed his grip to clutch the wing root and flew forward with it.

He also looked at the black shadow before the Great Peng King, which gave him an extremely chilling feeling, as if it could freeze the soul, and also an extremely evil ominousness.

Just now, while fighting the Great Peng King, when they separated, he felt this aura nearby, filled with a chilling malice.

He then pretended to be mortally wounded.

Sure enough, the black shadow did not attack him, but instead ambushed the Great Peng King.

Compared, Qin Feng thought the Great Peng King posed a greater threat to him; thus, while the opponent was entangled with the black shadow, he unhesitatingly ambushed.

As for watching the tigers fight from the mountain, letting the fisherman profit?

He certainly wouldn't stupidly wait.

Opportunity flees in an instant.

At this moment, the Great Peng King had steadied himself.

He showed a look of despair; ahead, the black shadow invaded, making him feel the malice from the soul, and behind him was a human truly capable of killing him.

What can be done!

"I am the Great Peng King, a generation demon king of the Yao tribe, who has roamed the world for a hundred years—how could I die here?" The Great Peng King roared, his thunderous shout like thunder, "Do you really think I have no tricks left?"

"I can still perish together with you!"

"Come die with me!"

"Great Peng Bury Heaven Technique!"

"Blast for me!"

The Great Peng King raised his head, revealing a wild, death-defying gaze.

His blood and qi suddenly boiled, especially at the heart, bursting out dazzling golden light, and his strength surged rapidly.

Blazing, terrifying.

The dazzling light shone for kilometers, melting all the surrounding snow.

The black shadow ahead twisted, as if unable to bear it, and with a flick of its form it appeared far away.

Obviously, it was also afraid.

"Self-destruct? Did you get my permission!" Qin Feng's thoughts raced; he grabbed both of the opponent's wing roots with his hands and kicked hard, "Get lost!"

One kick to the sky, power exploded; the Great Peng King flew out, but the wings he held were torn off by force.

"Qin Feng, you actually pulled out my wings—I'll curse your grandmother!" The Great Peng King let out a mournful cry, utterly miserable, and his figure vanished into the distance.

He sprayed blood across the sky. "Didn't even explode?" Qin Feng startled, carefully sensed, and the corner of his mouth twitched.

The Great Peng King fled.

Although he could no longer fly, using the force from that kick, his speed remained swift, and he had already vanished into the night.

"I've been tricked!" Qin Feng finally understood—the opponent wasn't self-destructing but had created an illusion of self-destruction.

As a result, the black shadow fell for it.

He also fell for it.

Just as he was about to give chase, his steps halted, and he looked at the black shadow.

That one also did not pursue.

Instead, it looked at him, its black eyes full of merciless indifference, and also an aloof, detached air of looking down on ants.

It also gave him a sense of familiarity.

"Qin Feng, hand over what your father left behind, and I'll spare your life!" The black shadow's voice was colder than snow in the north wind.

"You're Sun Qian!" Qin Feng reacted, took a deep breath, suppressing the turmoil in his heart, "You actually are Sun Qian? No, you've taken Sun Qian's place."

In Wan'an City there is a Sun family; its head is Sun Yi.

But the other side also has a brother, namely Sun Qian, who is also the Black Dragon Guard and the Iron Lord of Wan'an City.

He also knew about the Sun family.

Especially this Sun Qian, he also heard from Zhang Fu say that although this person is strong, he is nothing more than a Martial Dao Ninth Rank; even if he got a lucky break, he could never reach this level.

Combining his grandfather's situation and recent events, Qin Feng formed a bold guess.

He also felt a creepy sensation.

"Outside my Qin Manor's gate, the three grandmasters who attacked me must have been controlled by you, right?" Qin Feng asked again, but his heart sank to the valley's depths, "What exactly are you?"

"As expected of Qin Feng, possessing humanity's top martial talent and wisdom." Sun Qian said indifferently, "I am the Demon God, the great Demon God. The true self gives you a chance: submit to me, and I will grant you great power, invincible cultivation, eternal life, undying soul—just hand over what you have."

"The successive events in my Qin family, the Lu, Xiang, and Fan families, and now you—are they all because of some baseless thing?" Qin Feng questioned, "My father died outside; even if something was left, would it reach my hands? If my Qin family truly had some treasure, how could we keep it?"

He, however, thought of the Supreme Yang Cauldron hidden in his dantian.

"Three parts of the chance lie with your Qin Family, nine parts lie with you." Sun Gan walked over.

No, it's floating.

It floated over.

Yet it was not fast.

Yet it carried a hint of apprehension.

"After I was startled awake, I discovered something off about you—your strength is too uncanny." Sun Gan continued, "At the Ninth Pin level you can already rival a Grandmaster, and you also have a powerful physique. In a short time your cultivation reached Grandmaster level and your physique grew even stronger; this progress is too rapid. Even if your talent is heaven-defying, with the Qin Family's resources you could not possibly improve this quickly. Tonight, with the Qin Family in turmoil, I awakened three servants—one to test you, two to capture you. I never expected your power to exceed common sense, allowing you to go toe‑to‑toe with the Great Peng King. Just now I understood the Great Peng King's details: he is equivalent to your Celestial Phenomenon Realm, indeed at its peak, and possesses an immensely powerful fleshly body, true combat power—unless a Martial Saint appears, he is nearly invincible. Such a being, you fought to a standstill. Without a supreme treasure on you, how could you have become what you are now? Moreover, your injuries healed completely in a short time, exceeding what humans are capable of; you claim you are a demon, and I almost believe it."

"The reason I am so strong is that I am of the imperial clan; I accidentally awakened the imperial clan's supreme bloodline, and adding the inheritance of the Celestial Phenomenon Realm allowed me to rise so quickly and gain such a deep foundation." Qin Feng's eyes flickered as he retorted, "What exactly is this supreme treasure? If I truly possessed one, I would hand it over to the imperial house—at least it could restore my lineage's former glory—so why would I be repeatedly besieged?"

"I don't even know what supreme treasure it is, but there's a ninety percent chance it's on you!"

"You don't even know what you're talking about, yet you suspect me? Are you saying you doubt every peerless genius under heaven?"

"No, because a fluctuation of the supreme treasure appeared here, and I happened to be nearby, so I was stirred." Sun Gan had lost his patience, "Qin Feng, will you truly not submit?"

As his words fell, he turned into a stream of light and lunged forward.

Faster than the Great Peng King's speed.

"Get out of my way!" Qin Feng, in panic, threw a punch, but saw the opponent twist his body to dodge the strike, then easily pierce his protective gangqi and drill into his body.

Qin Feng, however, smiled.

(End of chapter)