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Translator: Noodletown Translated Editor: Noodletown Translated

"Golden Sun Mirage Blade Technique!"

The young prince shouted as he swung down heavily before him with his golden long blade. A golden ray of blade energy appeared; it was extremely powerful and tore through space in an instant.

And it wasn't just one blade mirage that the young prince had released, but four. They came at Qingfeng Li from all four directions: East, West, South, and North.

Near by, the Third Princess and Princess Red-Swallow both paled. They knew of the power of the Golden Sun Mirage Blade Technique. It was a technique once used by King Ning.

King Ning's power was ranked in the top three in the entire country. In his time, he had slain a Spirit Supreme Realm Devil, annihilated three powerful countries, and settled many a rebellion. His name was known and respected throughout the country of Lingyun.

As King Ning's son, the young prince had naturally also practiced the Golden Sun Mirage Blade Technique. And, it seemed, that he had somewhat mastered it. King Ning doted on his son, not only giving him his beloved Supreme Class blade, but also teaching him his most powerful technique.

A hint of worry appeared in the Third Princess' eyes, but only for a moment. Only Qingfeng Li, and no one else, had noticed the change.

Qingfeng Li had been studying the Third Princess's reactions the whole time. He had noticed that she seemed to really care about him.

He guessed to himself that this Third Princess could very well be Mengyao Xu. Even if it wasn't her, the Third Princess must have been someone who had been close to him somehow. Otherwise, she wouldn't show such care toward him.

"Be careful," the Third Princess used voice transmission to warn him. "This is the Golden Sun Mirage Blade Technique. It creates four nearly-identical blade mirages. If you can't judge correctly which is the real one, you will get hurt."

Qingfeng Li nodded, his expression calm, as he wasn't overly worried.

Using his clairvoyance ability, he looked ahead of him. Qingfeng Li's eyes began to emit a golden glow, and he could see through the void and clearly discern the four golden blade mirages.

He found that only the golden blade mirage slashing toward his back was real, the other three were fake.

Ignoring the blade mirages to his front, left, and right, Qingfeng Li spun around and, raising his right hand, released a black light. This was the Seventh Strangle Hell Fist Technique's hell talisman script's light.

Before now, when he punched out, the light had always been golden. Now a change had taken place. The light on his fists had turned black and were even more durable and powerful than they had been when the light had been golden.

Qingfeng Li's right fist swung toward the golden blade mirage that had been aimed at his back. With a loud boom, the golden blade mirage was shattered by the collision.

The young prince's expression changed. "How could this be? How could you withstand my Golden Sun Mirage Blade Technique?"

The young prince was a master of great renown within the Imperial City. He was exceptionally strong. But Qingfeng Li's fists had been able to block his attack with surprising ease. This was not what he had expected.

"Young Prince," Qingfeng Li said, smiling. "Your blade technique won't cut it. Why don't you try something else?"

A hint of malice appeared in the young prince's eyes. "You got lucky just now," he said. "That's how you were able to withstand my blade technique. There's no way you can block the next one."

Mobilizing his vital essence, the young prince poured it all into the Golden Sun Blade. He swung it repeatedly toward Qingfeng Li.

Countless beams of golden blade energy appeared in the air. Front, back, left, right; East, West, North, South. Like a swarm of locusts, the cleaved toward Qingfeng Li from all directions.

Although there were many blade mirages, Qingfeng Li could see all of them clearly. With his clairvoyance ability, Qingfeng Li's eyes glowed a golden light. He saw that only the blade mirage furthest to his left was real and that the rest were fakes.

Qingfeng Li's body abruptly turned to the left. Raising his right fist, he emitted a chilling hellish energy. With a single blow, he shattered the real blade mirage, and the others vanished of their own accord.

An odd look came over Princess Red-Swallow's pretty face. "Third Princess," she said. "This Qingfeng Li is so powerful. He just stood there and, without even moving, broke the young prince's blade technique with ease."

The third princess nodded, a complex mix of emotions in her beautiful eyes. She had known all along that Qingfeng Li was strong, but she never thought that he had become this strong.

The blade technique that the young prince used was of the Supreme Class. But before Qingfeng Li, it was like the attack of a child. It wasn't even able to touch him.

The young prince stared at the fading blade mirages, dumbfounded. He then looked down at his Golden Sun Blade, as if verifying that the attack he had just used was indeed the Supreme Class blade technique.

The Golden Sun Mirage Blade Technique was capable of destroying heaven and earth; even killing a master of the Spirit Emperor Realm was a cakewalk. How was it that, before this man, it could do no damage?

Qingfeng Li smirked.

"I just told you," he said. "You are too weak. I don't feel like killing anyone today. Get lost, or you'll be sorry."

The young prince's expression darkened. He knew now that he had encountered a powerful foe. The man before him was no weaker than his own father. But as the son of King Ning, the young prince had his own pride to uphold. He could not back down, otherwise, he would lose face.

"Profound Theory Cultivator," the young prince turned around to the grey-robed old man with him. "Get rid of this man for me."

The old man in grey was the young prince's bodyguard. Well, technically, he wasn't a bodyguard. He was a powerful master that the young prince's father had once saved. Since then, he had been staying at the King Ning Manor.

Profound Theory Cultivator was very powerful, he had reached the First Level Supreme Realm and was renowned throughout the entire Imperial City.

Profound Theory Cultivator nodded, taking a step forward. This caused a crack to appear on the floor of the Phoenix Palace.

The ground in the Phoenix Palace was paved from millennia-old crystals; it was extremely durable. Ordinary weapons wouldn't even be able to scratch the material. Astonishingly, under the pressure of Profound Theory Cultivator, it had actually cracked. In fact, it looked like it was about to collapse.

Behind the bamboo curtain, the Third Princess' expression changed. "Profound Theory Cultivator," she shouted. "You are a master of the Supreme Realm. How could you raise your hand against someone so much younger than you?"

Profound Theory Cultivator glanced at the Third Princess. "I obey only the young prince," he said. "And one does not humiliate a master of the Supreme Realm."

A hint of worry appeared in the Third Princess' eyes. She knew that once self-cultivators reached the Supreme Realm, they no longer took orders from anyone. Not even the emperor himself could force Profound Theory Cultivator to obey his orders. He would only obey those stronger than himself.

"Profound Theory Cultivator," the Third Princess said, her voice cold. "The Phoenix Palace was built under the orders of my father, the Emperor. Just now, you've damaged it, this is treasonous disrespect. Are you certain you wish to oppose the Emperor?"

The Third Princess's words made Profound Theory Cultivator furrow his brows. True, he was a master of the Supreme Realm's First Level, But the current Emperor was a master of the Third Level Supreme Realm, two levels higher than even himself. Naturally, he was no match for him.