Chapter 1412: The Nine Seals of the Immortal King

Chapter 1412: The Nine Seals of the Immortal King Lightning crackled, and silver feathers flew through the air in a storm. The Immortal King's divine armor grew crystalline.

It was Li Feng's turn to cough up blood. It remained suspended in the air before transforming into grains and dissipating into the environment.

Lightning fell like a waterfall from the void, drenching him whole. The momentum alone was difficult to bear.

As the lightning fell, Li Feng's light-attuned genetic energy dimmed. An arcane energy surrounded him.

"A curse!" a spectator shouted.

The malicious curses imbued within the lightning fell toward Li Feng like a waterfall, causing him to spit out blood as he frowned. He had been struck by a curse. S~ᴇaʀᴄh the NøvᴇlFirᴇ(.)nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of nøvels early and in the highest quality.

Divine flames were all around him and cursed lightning above him, attempting to distill him at the same time. Being trapped in this copper hall was a prolonged death sentence.

An ordinary cultivator would already have been killed, but Li Feng and the members of Team Zenith were exceptionally strong hunters that managed to hold on, if only barely.

As Li Feng punched forward, light-attuned genetic energy transformed into a raging flood. Thick, concentrated energy, like roaring dragons and galloping steeds, like sharp blades piercing heaven and earth, fell from the sky.

The entire hall shook. The lightning above him dissipated, and sword energy pierced through the copper hall as it struck.

The spectators gaped.

This unknown combatant had managed to extricate himself from the Immortal King's nine seals at full power! No cultivator across the ages had ever done so. Just who was this combatant?

Sword energy based in reality and in illusion pierced through the copper hall. Li Feng's sword, transformed from a soulshard, was unable to take the strain and shattered.

Even so, before Li Feng could escape from the copper hall, the ninth Immortal King flashed forward, a pair of lightning wings appearing to his back. He sent a flurry of punches toward Li Feng.

In an explosion of blood, the two cultivators sent dozens of punches at each other, both their fists bruised and bleeding.

The melee continued, neither side gaining a decisive advantage. The two cultivators emerged from the copper hall.

Scintillating lightning from both sides exploded in the void, recapitulating an earlier scene of the battle.

Li Feng spat out blood, charred from the lightning strike he had just endured. His body turned an unusual color, marking the activation of the curse.

The ninth Immortal King's armor, Divine Embrace, was able to manipulate lightning. Fighting in the midst of a field of lightning was undoubtedly disadvantageous.

Li Feng was suffering from the corrosion of a curse, while the ninth Immortal King was bolstered by his relics. Even if he suppressed the curse with his own genetic energy, if he couldn't come up with a means of defeating the Immortal King, he would eventually fall.

Despite the particular advantage that light-attuned genetic energy had against curses, maintaining the suppression couldn't be an effective solution.

The ninth Immortal King rushed over once again, forcing Li Feng into a melee. Blood was sent flying into the air as both cultivators' fists landed solidly.

The two cultivators' legs tangled up in a rain of blood.

The ninth Immortal King's eyes were ice cold. He invoked divine radiance as he prepared to use a technique to kill Li Feng.

"[Light's Bulwark: Thousand Dragons Soaring]!"

As Li Feng yelled out, dragons of light materialized and circled his arms. As he punched upward into the sky, all his genetic energy condensed in his fists, launching dozens of dragons into the sky.

The dragons' cries sounded like peals of thunder as they swooped through the air, each dragon so large it could swallow a blazing sun whole.

Thousands of arclight dragons criss-crossed in mid-air before swooping down like meteors.

The arclight dragons exploded in the air in a burst of lightning. Despite the strong protections of the Divine Embrace, it began to crack as a result of the explosions.

The ninth Immortal King frowned. Lightning and curse energy seeped out from the crack in the armor, affecting even himself.

The ninth Immortal King didn't dare use lightning as frivolously as before.

Li Feng took the initiative, charging forward in a bolt of white light. An arclight dragon appeared above his fist, shining with radiance that eclipsed that of the lightning overhead.

The ninth Immortal King met him fist for fist as they struck each other dozens of times over.

The clash resulted in a tremendous explosion of white light and blood in the air. Both combatants were sent flying.They stared at each other from opposite ends of the arena silently.

Li Feng activated a soulshard, manifesting a holy white-gold sword.

Silver scales filled the sword, and its hilt was carved with a golden dragon swiping its claws, shining with holy aura. The holy light dispelled the curse. When Xiao Nanfeng gripped it firmly, his wounds began to heal at an accelerated rate, and his ruined hands slowly returned to pristine condition.

A disaster-grade holy dragon sword! This was the reward that Li Feng had requested after passing the first three trials of the trial-taker's chamber.

Li Feng hadn't expected that he would have had to use the weapon in the qualifiers alone, but he had come across the ninth Immortal King in his last qualifier match. This was one of the top geniuses of the qualifiers, and his peak-grade sword had shattered from forces that far exceeded its tolerance.

The disaster-grade holy dragon sword boasted a strong regenerative ability, and it could remediate both Li Feng's wounds and curse status.

The ninth Immortal King had never considered the prospect of facing as frightening an opponent as Li Feng in the qualifiers alone. Even the Immortal King's nine seals, which no one to date had ever broken, hadn't been enough to trap Li Feng.

Most importantly, he had never heard of Li Feng's name.

The ninth Immortal King was certain that no one else, perhaps not even the invincible Resplendent Sun of the Solarvine race himself, would be able to break out of the nine seals.

The nine seals represented the peak of the Hall of Deities—but Li Feng had managed to bypass the technique.

Although he hadn't yet mastered the technique, it was true that it had failed to work, and that failure had been clearly shown in the public eye. To preserve the reputation of the Hall of Deities, he had to win this match at any cost.

The two cultivators stared at each other in silence, not saying a word. Their gazes were expressive enough to make up for it. Both of them could see their fighting intent and desire for victory mirrored in the other's eyes.

A bolt of lightning streaked across the sky, which both sides took as a signal to resume fighting.

The ninth Immortal King clashed once more against Li Feng, who had grown much faster after his holy dragon transformation. The ninth Immortal King moved like lightning itself, and his Divine Embrace conferred to him a level of speed no less overwhelming than Li Feng's own. The two cultivators moved so quickly that the spectators were largely unable to keep up.