Chapter 13: Primeval Sacred Body! Ji Yue’er: Ling Feng, Get Out of the Ji Family Immediately, or Die!

The next second.

She gazed at the sky, stars and galaxies revolving in her eyes.

“Why is Ling Feng so heartbroken…” she couldn’t help but calculate.

In the next moment, an unprecedented shock appeared on her beautiful face.

“When did the Tianxuan Continent give rise to such a person… Chaos Green Lotus… Innate Double Pupils… Supreme Bloodline… is this an anomaly or…”

“How bold!”

“Who is this child, and why is he so arrogant?”

“It’s said he’s the champion of the Hundred Dynasty War.”

“Haha, from such a small, insignificant place in the northern region, no wonder he speaks so boastfully, challenging all of our Ji family’s younger generation alone. He must be out of his mind!”

Ling Feng’s words instantly sparked the discontent of many young Ji family disciples, who began mocking him.

In the spectator stand.

The elders of the Ji family were also drawn to Ling Feng’s actions.

The middle-aged man in the main seat, with an imposing presence, also focused his gaze on Ling Feng.

“Patriarch, the martial arts competition hasn’t begun yet. Should I…” a respectful Ji family elder beside him whispered.

Ji Tianming waved his hand with a slight smile, “It’s fine. Let the young ones have some spirit.”

“Yes!”

Immediately.

A Ji family elder in a brown robe appeared in mid-air. He gave Ling Feng a cold glance before announcing in a deep voice, “The martial arts competition begins!”

“This competition, as always, has no rules; choose your opponents at will, and yield only when defeated!”

With that, the elder’s figure disappeared.

The rules for Ji family’s martial arts competitions were extremely lenient and impartial, not favoring Ji family disciples, nor fearing the demise of talents.

If one died this easily, it proved they wouldn’t have gone far anyway.

On the long and arduous path of cultivation, life and death crises are numerous. If you can’t even survive a spar, what Dao can you prove!

In the next instant.

Whoosh!

A Ji family disciple in standard attire calmly stepped onto the battle platform.

Casually sizing up Ling Feng, he seemed uninterested.

If not for the elder’s instruction to quickly resolve it, he wouldn’t have bothered.

He was the second most talented in the Ji family after Ji Yue’er.

Possessing ancient divine beast blood, his physical strength was formidable.

In his eyes, the only worthy opponents in the Eastern Desolate Ancient State were the Jiang family’s divine body, Jiang Bufan, and the emperor-seeming Lin Ao Tian.

Everyone else was beneath his notice!

“Ji family, Ji Bo! Kid, you make the first move, or else you wouldn’t have the chance, and that would be too boring.”

Ji Bo yawned leisurely.

Ling Feng ignored the provocative and arrogant words.

He had heard such words countless times.

Each time, he had mercilessly proven them wrong.

This time would be no different!

“Kid, you must understand that revealing the Primeval Sacred Body would make you the enemy of the world.”

The elder’s voice echoed in his ear.

Ling Feng smiled lightly.

“Master, no need to dissuade me.”

“The world knows Lin Ao Tian has the bearing of an emperor, but they do not know that I, Ling Feng, possess the Primeval Sacred Body, with five of the eight seals broken. When I achieve greatness, I can battle emperors!”

“What qualifications does he have compared to me?”

“I’m going to show Ji Yue’er that I’m no worse than Lin Ao Tian!”

“Sigh!” The elder sighed helplessly.

It seemed Ji Yue’er’s impact on him was significant.

Otherwise, with his usual steady nature, he would never expose his trump card so easily.

Ji Bo, seeing Ling Feng ignore him, chuckled slightly.

“Putting on airs?”

“Then… die!”

A strong spiritual pressure erupted!

This pressure made Tuoba Chenbo and others’ scalps tingle.

“Damn!”

“Array Formation Realm!”

Ji Bo moved!

His figure was like a ghost, glowing with self-engraved symbols, carrying the force to crush mountains and break stones.

He didn’t use the powerful killing formations engraved within himself.

Because he felt Ling Feng wasn’t worth it.

However.

Ling Feng’s aura suddenly changed.

Phenomena appeared around him, with true dragons and phoenixes.

This terrifying sight made the Ji family elders in the spectator stand rise in shock.

In the void.

A woman in male attire stood with hands behind her back.

She sighed lightly at the scene below:

“Sigh, still too young, too impulsive…”

In the spectator stand.

“Primeval Sacred Body!”

Ji Tianming was shocked.

How many years had it been since such a physique appeared in Tianxuan’s three thousand states?

But as the Ji family patriarch, he was familiar with this physique.

The Primeval Sacred Body was the strongest combat body of the human race.

In ancient times, the Sacred Body was a heavenly favored physique, easy to cultivate, and upon great success, could challenge an emperor.

After the dark turbulence, the world’s laws changed, making the Sacred Body unsuitable for cultivation.

Like many physiques, the Sacred Body had its own phenomena, allowing cross-realm battles. The Sacred Body’s phenomena suppressed all others.

Every breakthrough required massive resources. Conversely, at the same level, the Sacred Body’s power far surpassed ordinary cultivators, rivaling only other special physiques.

When Ling Feng unleashed the Primeval Sacred Body, Ji Bo’s defeat was inevitable.

Boom!

This punch carried the power of the true dragon’s phenomenon, the might of the Primeval Sacred Body!

Ji Bo’s pupils shrank, as if facing a formidable foe.

Before he could react, his techniques shattered.

His robust body flew back like a broken kite, landing below the stage with blood at the corner of his mouth, eyes filled with disbelief.

Impossible!

At this moment.

The entire arena was silent.

With one punch, a strong Ji family genius was defeated.

Ling Feng’s combat power was terrifying!

“Too weak!”

“If the Ji family’s geniuses are all this weak, better come at me together and not waste time.”

Ling Feng spoke calmly, his gaze arrogant.

Today, he intended to be arrogant!

To prove to Ji Yue’er, make her regret!

Nearby.

“Damn, isn’t Brother Ling a bit reckless? He’s making enemies with the Ji family’s geniuses. How will we get by in the future?”

One of the northern region’s geniuses following Ling Feng whispered.

Tuoba Chenbo, feeling the hostile gazes around, trembled but acted composed, “Stay calm! What’s there to fear!”

“Brother Ling is a treasure sword, coming to the Ji family to shine. Did you think everyone is like us?”

Then he changed his tone, “Besides, what are you afraid of?”

“Brother Ling’s old flame is the eldest lady of the Ji family. Still afraid we can’t get by?”

“True that!”

…

At this moment.

A purple figure descended from the sky.

The girl’s black hair like clouds, purple dress fluttering, seemed to ride the wind. Like an immortal descending to the mundane, she exuded elegance and brilliance, with poetic eyebrows untouched by worldly dust.

Her appearance made everyone look at her, genuinely admiring her beauty.

“A peerless beauty!”

However, Ji Yue’er, unlike her usual gentleness, had a cold face.

Her purple eyes were filled with intense hostility.

Seeing the sudden arrival of the girl, Ling Feng was initially pleased, but his joy quickly turned to anger.

Just because the girl coldly spoke:

“Ling Feng, get out of the Ji family immediately, or die!”

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