Warrior's Promise

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Feng Shaoyu's hair turned white. His aura increased to levels far surpassing that of Chang Qi.

Su Mo was surprised. He knew that Feng Shaoyu had exerted some sort of powerful secret skill.

He had also practiced three secret skills: Nine Spirals Mystique, Phantom Avatar, and Triple Breathing Techniques. These were all remarkable secret skills. Except for the assistive Triple Breathing Techniques, the other two, especially the Nine Spirals Mystique, greatly improved his combat strength without any side effects. However, he had not practiced the skill that could increase one's strength instantly.

Skills like that seemed to have side effects. Su Mo had met people who had used them, such as Xue Mo from Cold-blood Hall.

"The Three Secret Techniques! Eighth brother has practiced the Three Secret Techniques!" Yun Fei and Tian Chen cried out in surprise.

The Three Secret Techniques was an extremely incredible secret skill, created by their master Huangfu Qing. It transformed the three treasures of a human being; if maxed out, it could boost one's strength by 10 times.

The additional strength ensured that a normal Enlightenment Realm martial artist would have enough strength to fight an opponent of two levels higher.

The three treasures of human beings were essence, qi, and spirit. The skill used these three treasures to boost one's strength.

However, it caused major side effects. As these three treasures were essential to life, losing them caused considerable damage to a martial artist.

Therefore, one could not transform all of his essence, qi, and spirit without dying after the effect ended.

The extent of transformation depended on the user's intent. Feng Shaoyu had transformed 40 percent of his essence, qi, and spirit; as a result, his strength had increased to four times stronger than before.

Even at only 40 percent, his hair had turned all-white. The enormous damage this skill could exert to a martial artist was evident.

"Combat secret skill?" Chang Qi and Hou Pengfei were shocked because they had not expected Feng Shaoyu to have such a powerful skill.

A normal combat secret skill could only increase strength by two to three times. But it was apparent that Feng Shaoyu had boosted his strength by more than that.

Chang Qi's eyes turned sharp, and he thundered, "Feng Shaoyu, even so, you still will die!"

He then rushed toward Feng Shaoyu. He was determined to kill him today.

Purple radiance shone on his back, and he unleashed his Rank 6 Earth Class Martial Soul.

The Martial Soul took the form of a white cloud. Its level was merely at Rank 6 Earth Class.

"Gathering Red Clouds!"

Chang Qi used his ultimate skill. He cast red clouds all over the sky which absorbed white clouds to amplify its mighty and hair-raising power.

Facing such a powerful move, Feng Shaoyu also unleashed his Martial Soul.

It was a silver long-saber that glittered with silvery cold light. A golden halo surrounded the saber.

Feng Shaoyu's Martial Soul was as high as Rank 1 Heaven Class!

"Behold, the mighty me in this universe!"

"Eight-fold Cut!"

The faceless Feng Shaoyu madly swung his saber downward with both hands.

Saber Qi that was thousands of meters long was cast out with radiance and force.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

As the saber Qi and the clouds met, shattered saber Qi and red clouds rained down.

The two combatants retreated simultaneously; they were evenly matched.

Having witnessed Feng Shaoyu at his strongest, Su Mo was shocked."Impressive! He's matching three-level higher opponent!"

"What are you waiting for? Run!"

Feng Shaoyu yelled as his turned his head to the three.

While he could match Chang Qi with the Three Secret Techniques, he would not be able to kill the enemies. He could only escape after his three fellows had run away.

At his words, the three of them recovered from their shock. They looked at each other and made their escape.

"Trying to run? Not that easy!"

Hou Pengtian, who had been securing the three, got ready to go after the three with his two eagles.

"Stay here!" Feng Shaoyu snarled and swung his saber. A dozen sharp saber Qi flew toward Hou Pengtian and the two eagles and blocked their path.

"Fu*k you!" Seeing Su Mo and the other two flying escape, Hou Pengtian was incensed. He punched with both hands and shattered all the saber Qi.

Chang Qi engaged Feng Shaoyu again, enabling Hou Pengtian to hurriedly rush toward Su Mo.

He hadn't gotten far when he stopped suddenly and stared wide-eyed at what lay before him.

Su Mo and the other two were flying backward at high speed!

Feng Shaoyu and Chang Qi also stopped fighting and stared at the three in confusion.

They had managed to escape, why were they coming back?

Feng Shaoyu and Chang Qi could not comprehend what they were witnessing.

Soon, they understood the reason.

From afar, a huge horde of horned demons numbering in the hundered were flying toward them. Some of them were at Lv 8 Enlightenment Realm and had extraordinary Qi, while the middle-aged demon leading the pack was at Lv 9.

Feng Shaoyu's heart sunk. His planned escape from Chang Qi might be foiled by the unexpected arrival of the demons.

Chang Qi and Hou Pengfei's faces fell. They were also in danger now; killing Feng Shaoyu and the other three was no longer a priority.

"Run! Eighth brother!"

Su Mo yelled while trying to escape with Feng Shaoyu in another direction.

He halted abruptly and his face grew stricken. Thousands of horned demons were approaching from every direction, blocking their escape.

This was a demon legion!

The six disciples were frightened. It seemed like death was inevitable.

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!

The demons surrounded the six men.

Su Mo held the Small Void-teleport Charm in a tight grip and was prepared to escape. However, it seemed like he would have to abandon his brothers!