Martial Arts Overlord-Chapter 810 - 808: A Sure Thing

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A sharp, piercing sound descended from the sky, resembling a grotesque human laugh.

"It’s the Five-Color Poison Eagle!"

Nanxuan spoke, her face slightly grim.

Five-Color Poison Eagle?

He had heard of this demon beast.

The Five-Color Poison Eagle was a demon beast unique to the Colorful Underworld River, usually feeding on the Five-Colored Poisonous Miasma, occasionally consuming fresh flesh.

A juvenile Five-Color Poison Eagle was already a fourth-level demon beast, and when fully grown, its strength could rival a Martial Artist of the sixth level of the Spiritual Rotation Realm. Combined with the potent poison in its demon energy, once injured by it, without timely refining of the miasma intruding the body, at best one’s cultivation would suffer, at worst they could be crippled, which was truly terrifying.

Before he could think further, the Five-Colored Poisonous Miasma in the sky suddenly parted, revealing demon beasts shaped like hunting eagles.

These demon eagles were covered in multicolored feathers, their claws sharp as blades, eyes stained with blood, their wings spanning over ten meters wide. Every flap caused turbulent airflows, forming vortexes that created unceasing whirlpools on the river’s surface.

Hiss hiss hiss hiss hiss hiss hiss hiss...

The Five-Color Poison Eagles moved extremely swiftly, reaching above the wooden boat in the blink of an eye, opening their sharp beaks to unleash countless streams of five-colored air.

Luo Feng sensed the fierce Yuan Qi fluctuations within the vortexes, frowning slightly. If these vortexes descended, the wooden boat would surely be instantaneously shattered.

Suddenly, the surrounding waters began to agitate, with shadows following the wooden boat.

"Junior Brother, you stay here."

Seeing the vortexes about to fall, Xia Yunjing softly whispered and stretched her figure, appearing above the wooden boat.

In mid-flight, a nearly person-tall crystal longbow appeared in Xia Yunjing’s hand. Instantly, icy energy radiated, permeating the entire water surface, as if the nearby air had solidified.

"Senior Sister Xia Yunjing is a Bow Cultivator, trained in the Cold Chi Vigor, which is also a Profound Level supreme cultivation technique, famous alongside the Haoran Golden Lotus Jue and the Daluo Golden Flame Skill. It can form Mysterious Cold Qi Strength, freezing a Martial Artist’s blood." Nanxuan explained to Luo Feng.

Luo Feng nodded slightly. Even from this distance, he could feel the bone-chilling coldness.

As they spoke, Yuan Qi surged around Xia Yunjing, her garments fluttering, distorting the air within three feet, forming a vividly animated cold chi.

"Go!"

With a low shout, Xia Yunjing drew the bow to a full moon. On the bare bowstring, ice crystal arrows appeared instantly, shooting straight out, trailing icy crystals and snowflakes, extending into the sky.

Crack! Crack! Crack...

The ice crystal arrows stretched into scores, creating a curtain of arrows in mid-air, leaving no gaps. Those five-colored vortexes all froze into layers of ice crystals, before shattering and disappearing.

Plop! Plop! Plop...

The ice crystal arrows pierced through the demon energy of the Five-Color Poison Eagles, extending into the void. A mass of Five-Color Poison Eagles let out mournful cries, their bodies rapidly freezing into ice crystals before shattering, clearing a large area.

Bam!

Luo Feng punched a demon beast attacking from behind into pieces, looking up at Xia Yunjing standing in mid-air, his gaze flickering.

New dragon list experts indeed are no pushovers. Although also at the sixth-level peak of the Spiritual Rotation Realm, compared to ordinary Martial Artists, their strength was worlds apart.

A few breaths later, all of the dozens of Five-Color Poison Eagles perished. Xia Yunjing put away her crystal longbow and gently landed back on the wooden boat.

At this moment, Lin Yue’er wiped the sweat off her forehead and turned back, "Nanxuan, you take over steering the boat."

The currents of the Colorful Underworld River were turbulent, filled with hidden currents. To keep the boat moving steadily consumed a lot of Yuan Qi.

Having only supported the boat for an hour, Lin Yue’er felt her Yuan Qi nearing exhaustion, silently admiring Luo Feng, who had been propelling the boat and fighting the demon beasts for so long without breaking a sweat.

Crash!

Nanxuan took over from Lin Yue’er, and the boat sailed swiftly through the waves.

Along the way, they encountered several more demon beast attacks, with Luo Feng handling those in the water. The Step of Sky-Burning Monarch unfolded, causing pure Yuan Qi to explode underwater, with terrifying power ensuring no demon beast could approach within ten meters of the boat, dying instantly.

Many demon beasts attacked from above too, all easily shot down by Xia Yunjing.

After a few battles, Luo Feng roughly gauged Xia Yunjing’s strength. Her cultivation was not much different from Yang Wanyi and Ling Qingwu, all at the sixth-level peak of the Spiritual Rotation Realm. In an actual fight, the victor would be determined by their martial arts realm and experience.

Lin Yue’er, Nanxuan, and Lin Xin took turns steering the boat, maintaining a swift pace. After two hours, they finally saw the opposite riverbank.

"We’re about to reach the shore."

Looking at the endless mountain range ahead, Luo Feng smiled.

Upon hearing this, Lin Yue’er, Nanxuan, and Lin Xin all breathed a sigh of relief. The Colorful Underworld River was far more terrifying than they had imagined.

Without Luo Feng and Xia Yunjing’s protection, they feared they would have fallen prey to the demon beasts before reaching the river’s center.

Bam!

The wooden boat crashed into the riverbank, shattering to pieces. The five of them spread their figures, standing steadily on the riverbank.

"This Colorful Underworld River is truly dangerous. No wonder it’s called the Underworld River. Without enough strength, there’s no surviving it." 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝕨𝕖𝗯𝚗𝚘𝕧𝕖𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝕞

Nanxuan looked at the vast river, sticking out her pink tongue.

Luo Feng smiled slightly, his brow suddenly twitching, as he gazed into the distant sky, saying, "Such strong demon energy."

Dozens of miles to the south, a giant bat flew swiftly over the river’s surface.

The bat was entirely blood-red, its wings spanning over dozens of meters, fangs like knives, its eyes glinting with cold blood light. Its massive size and terrifying appearance would likely scare ordinary people to death.

On the back of the giant bat, five figures could barely be seen standing.

Xia Yunming squinted his eyes, gazing in the same direction, and said:

"It’s likely Sky Sword Pavilion’s Blood Jade Demon Bat."

"I wonder who those five are. Seems like they’re also heading to the hunting tournament." Lin Xin said.

After the incident with Lu Xiao Yun, Nanxuan harbored no goodwill towards the disciples of the Sky Sword Pavilion, scoffing disdainfully, "Those Sky Sword Pavilion disciples sure do behave ostentatiously. Had I known, I would have ridden the Thousand Shadows Crane from the Golden Palace to see who’s faster!"

Seeing the childish look on Nanxuan’s face, Luo Feng gave a faint smile.

The Thousand Shadows Crane was a demon beast raised by Linglong Hall. Its wingspan exceeded a hundred meters, and with one sweep, it covered distances of several kilometers, far outpacing Sky Sword Pavilion’s Blood Jade Demon Bat in speed.

The Blood Jade Demon Bat flew at incredible speed, its passage through the clouds creating a sharp, piercing sound. Yet the five figures standing on the bat’s back remained steady as swords, unaffected by the fierce winds.

The leading figure among the five wore the uniform of an inner sect disciple of the Sky Sword Pavilion, a Mysterious Green Treasure Sword at his waist, his face handsome as jade but his eyes slightly sinister, making one feel uncomfortable. The four behind him had slightly weaker auras, but their gazes were extremely sharp, their tempered demeanor revealing exceptional sword dao cultivation.

"Senior Brother Zhuang Fei, those five seem to be disciples of Linglong Hall. Every disciple from Linglong Hall is a beauty. Should we go down and say hi?"

A long-faced disciple on the left glanced down, his narrow eyes flashing a hint of malicious intent.

A burly young man beside him chuckled, speaking with a hint of deeper meaning:

"Senior Brother Lu Yun, you misspoke. Have you forgotten Luo Feng of the Flowing Cloud Region? He’s now also a disciple of Linglong Hall."

"Hmph, why mention someone so naive? Daring to offend Senior Brother Lu Xiao Yun and injuring Junior Brother Duan Lin, sooner or later, I’ll make him pay!" Lu Yun sneered, clenching his fists tightly, a glint of malice flashing in his eyes.

At this moment, the leading young man turned his head and said:

"Luo Feng definitely needs a lesson. But don’t forget the purpose of our trip. Falling behind others is disgraceful. Even if we can’t make it to the top ten in this hunting tournament, we must strive to secure a top twenty spot."

The burly youngster laughed, reassuring:

"Senior Brother Zhuang Fei, rest assured. With you and Senior Brother Lu Yun here, making the top twenty is a sure bet!"