"Ridiculous, truly ridiculous! A mere cultivator, yet he doesn't put us in his eyes at all?"
"Who does he think he is?"
"Let me deal with this brat!"
"No, let me! I want to see what kind of strength this boastful brat has! How dare he utter such wild words!"
"The fool who doesn't know his place! I love dealing with people who are so ignorant of their own limitations!"
Instantly, several individuals stepped forward, vowing to kill Yang Feilong.
"Brother Yang, be careful!" Murong Qiufeng repeatedly warned.
"Yang Feilong, be careful!" Murong Qiuyue said, her face filled with tension.
"Rest assured!" Yang Feilong nodded and then moved, his figure flashing like a streak of light as he charged towards the bandits. His sword light swept out, mighty and vast.
*Puff! Puff! Puff!*
In a single encounter, all the bandits who had vowed to kill Yang Feilong were defeated on the spot. With dull thuds, like dumplings dropping into water, their bodies fell to the ground, all slain with a single strike.
Naturally, these individuals did not stand idly by for Yang Feilong to kill them. They had also attacked, but their strikes couldn't even touch the hem of Yang Feilong's robe. In contrast, Yang Feilong's attacks always hit their vital points precisely.
"His cultivation has reached the second realm!"
"The Xiantian (Foundation Establishment) stage, and likely not just the early stage of the first level!"
"Damn it, so young, yet so powerful!"
"Attack together!"
The two cultivators of the second realm could no longer sit still, their expressions grave and unpleasant. The bandits who had been mocking Yang Feilong earlier now wore dark and somber looks, with a hint of panic in their eyes.
Based on the strength Yang Feilong had displayed, they might not be able to defeat him.
Looking at the Murong siblings, they were also dumbfounded. While they had expected Yang Feilong to be stronger than them, they hadn't anticipated him to be so much stronger.
"A second realm cultivator younger than us?" Murong Qiuyue blinked.
"I must say, elder sister, you did the right thing saving Brother Yang before!" Murong Qiufeng exclaimed, "Otherwise, we would be in grave danger today!"
Murong Qiufeng was now filled with relief!
This was truly a case of karma.
Murong Qiuyue remained silent, her beautiful eyes fixed on the battlefield. Yang Feilong moved with incredible agility. Even a normal cultivator of the second realm, second level, could be defeated if not careful against the combined assault of more than ten bandits. Yet, Yang Feilong remained relaxed and composed.
With each sword strike, a cultivator was killed. Even the combined efforts of the two second realm cultivators couldn't stop him!
"So strong! Possessing such power at such a young age, why isn't his name on the Dragon-Phoenix Ranking? It's truly strange!" Murong Qiuyue pondered.
"Send two people to deal with the Murong siblings!" the fair-skinned middle-aged man commanded.
"Yes!" Two individuals then stepped forward, attempting to engage the Murong siblings.
They had all felt Yang Feilong's immense power. A full encirclement might lead to their complete annihilation. To turn the tide, they needed to put pressure on Yang Feilong by capturing the Murong siblings.
The Murong siblings' faces changed upon hearing this. They had barely escaped the encirclement earlier and were already heavily wounded. The pills they had just taken hadn't had time to take effect.
At this moment, Yang Feilong, who had intended to dispatch these opponents methodically, saw them trying to divert forces to deal with the Murong siblings. A cold smile appeared on his face, "Since that's the case, let's finish this quickly!"
*Boom!*
A sword strike, like a rainbow piercing the sun, swept across the area with immense force.
"Ah, no..."
"What is this??"
"Damn it, I'm not reconciled!"
Even the two cultivators of the second realm displayed looks of terror.
This sword strike was a new technique taught to Yang Feilong by his master after the New Year, named [Sword Sweeping the World]. It consisted of four forms: the first, Rainbow Piercing the Sun; the second, Might Shaking the Four Directions; the third, Mountains Collapsing and Earth Splitting; and the fourth, Sword Sweeping the World.
Although it had only four forms, the power of this sword technique was extraordinary. Yang Feilong had diligently practiced for several months, and only now had he cultivated the first form, Rainbow Piercing the Sun, to minor accomplishment. Even so, it was superior to the Effortless Sword Technique.
Of course, both sword techniques had their advantages and disadvantages. Sword Sweeping the World was an area-of-effect combat technique, while the Effortless Sword Technique could be used for both offense and defense, making it more practical and effective in solo combat.
The Murong siblings had prepared themselves for a fierce battle, but upon witnessing this scene, they were completely stunned.
Was the gap between them and Yang Feilong this vast?
More than a dozen cultivators attacking, including two of the second realm, yet the result was that he annihilated them all with a single sword strike?
"Is Yang Feilong's cultivation at the third level of the second realm? Or even higher?" This thought appeared in both their minds. Otherwise, the power of this sword strike wouldn't be so terrifying. While sword techniques provided a boost, one's cultivation was inherently crucial.
They were unaware that Yang Feilong's cultivation was not that high; he had merely fused three types of energy.
The extraordinary abilities of water and fire, the internal energy of ancient martial arts, and the true qi of qi refinement. After fusing these three types of energy, their combined power, according to his master's assessment, had touched upon the energy levels of a cultivator in the fourth level of the second realm. Coupled with the terrifying power of [Sword Sweeping the World], its might was comparable to the killing moves of some cultivators in the fourth level of the Xiantian (Foundation Establishment) stage!
"Brother Yang, thank you for saving our lives!"
"Young Master Yang, your great kindness is beyond words!"
The Murong siblings suppressed their shock and looked at Yang Feilong with gratitude.
"You are too kind. Truth be told, you saved my life first!" Yang Feilong said with a serious expression. "If you hadn't rescued me before, I might already be dead. So, there's no need for such polite words."
Murong Qiufeng felt a pang of embarrassment, as he had initially been reluctant for his sister to rescue Yang Feilong. Now, thinking about it, if his sister hadn't saved Yang Feilong, they would likely have no one to save them during this ordeal. He felt ashamed.
Murong Qiuyue smiled lightly, "Then let's not mention it. Young Master Yang, would you like to visit our home? We would like to fulfill our duty as hosts."
"This..., are you not continuing your adventures?" Yang Feilong actually wanted to travel with them. This was because all his knowledge about the Spirit Realm came from his master, and according to his master, she hadn't visited the Spirit Realm in a long time. Moreover, if he wanted to integrate into the Spirit Realm, it would be better to be with two locals.
The Murong siblings were native cultivators of the Spirit Realm!
"We are not continuing our adventures. We almost died this time. Also, although this was a near-death experience, we gained quite a bit. Perhaps after a period of seclusion, I can break through!" Murong Qiuyue said, "Besides, this place is relatively close to our home!"
"Then I shall impose upon you!" Yang Feilong accepted the invitation, going with the flow.