Perfect Double Agent

"boom!"

The two fists collided, shaking the heavens and earth, tearing the cloth into tattered pieces, with cracks spreading for countless miles.

Bai Ye was forced back three steps, stabilizing himself in mid-air. He felt the churning of his blood and qi within his body and raised an eyebrow.

But what shocked Feng Xinghu even more was that he was a supreme god, a whole realm stronger than his opponent, and he even used immortal energy to attack when his opponent was caught off guard. It was simply unbelievable that he didn't kill his opponent outright.

Bai Ye stared at Feng Xinghu, his gaze falling on the immortal energy that had blossomed into three Great Dao Flowers. It looked impressive on the surface, but his intuition told him that there was probably something fishy going on.

However, none of them were talkative. Their calves were still stained with blood when they were lifted up. As Bai Ye swung them, a large number of runes came out with their legs, causing spacetime to swirl and instantly turn into a storm.

"open!"

The Wind Tiger roared, surrounded by three streams of immortal energy, as pure and holy as an immortal. The blood energy within its body surged and roared, like golden dragons resurrecting and galloping. The mere flow of blood energy caused the surrounding space to collapse.

This was an extraordinary phenomenon of qi and blood, emanating from his body and radiating an astonishing divine radiance, making him so sacred that it was impossible to look directly at him. He raised his fist and unleashed a punch, blotting out the darkness, as if pushing an ancient demonic star, which rumbled out and actually pierced through the landscape of time and space.

Time and space reversed, like countless transparent knives, each fragment carrying the power of time. A true god had no time to dodge and was struck, aging completely, his life force withered, and his body like a dead tree.

But Feng Xinghu was unharmed. He seemed impervious to all magic. The fragments of time that hit him only caused ripples and failed to penetrate him.

"The blood of a noble immortal flows within me, its mysteries boundless, capable of protecting my immortality. How could you, a savage from the lower realm, possibly break through it!" Feng Xinghu sneered. As a descendant of immortals, he was undeniably handsome, yet his brows exuded domineering arrogance, and even his gaze was extremely sharp, like two knives capable of tearing through the void.

This person is truly powerful. He leaped forward like a phoenix spreading its wings, stretched out his body, and with a shake of his arms, immortal energy filled the air, and a murderous aura surged in all directions, rushing towards Bai Ye.

Bai Ye remained unmoved. Three streams of immortal energy appeared around his body, encircling him, and then he rushed out without hesitation.

This was astonishing. A boy, only sixteen or seventeen years old, already possessed three strands of immortal energy. The pure and unique dreamlike immortal light made Feng Xinghu's pupils shrink.

"boom!"

A deafening roar, like a muffled thunderclap, exploded in the sky. The combined force of their attack was earth-shattering, tearing the sky apart again and again, leaving it in ruins.

Undeterred, the two entered the space and engaged in a fierce battle. The more they fought, the more astonished Feng Xinghu became. This young man was different from him. He had two strands of immortal energy that were transferred, and only one was cultivated by himself. Generally speaking, this was very difficult. The most common thing was to transfer one strand. He was very lucky to have successfully matched with a corpse and obtained two strands of immortal energy for free. It was not considered real gold.

However, this young man may have cultivated all three paths on his own, making him comparable to the supreme heroes of the Immortal Ancient Era. "We can't keep you any longer. This era already has enough of the young supreme of the Feng family; we don't need another one!"

Feng Xinghu's entire body was ablaze, his immortal blood surging and boiling within him, like immortal particles containing unimaginable potential. He unleashed his full power, determined to kill the boy right here.

Even his entire being changed, transforming completely into a gigantic white tiger with royal markings, white skin, and fur as sharp as steel needles. His body was as large as a small mountain, exuding an ethereal aura. With a single swipe of his claw, the Geng metal energy soared into the sky, and the killing intent instantly swept across the heavens and earth, making him incredibly terrifying.

This is no ordinary White Tiger Treasure Technique. It most likely comes from the Immortal Ancient Era and is probably a type of immortal technique. It may not be inferior to the Golden Crow Treasure Technique, since the White Tiger Clan and the Golden Crow Clan both produced Immortal Kings.

The dragon's claws extended, their fingers gleaming with silver light, flowing with the passage of time, and collided with the downward-pressing claws.

With a single strike, the entire area collapsed. A man and a tiger burst forth from the void, engaging in an unprecedented deadly battle. Wherever they passed, everything crumbled, leaving the earth scarred and devastated.

A group of people screamed and scattered, and the one that was about to be blown away exploded directly in the sky.

Even Lan Xian, who was far away, was dumbfounded. This was simply impossible. It was not difficult to advance to the next level in the early stages, and she was not afraid of ordinary gods. But those were the true pride of the immortal families, the pinnacle of gods, and true gods could not surpass them at all.

"Boom!"

A figure in white was blasted away and crashed into a distant volcano, causing rocks to tumble down and magma formed from the five-colored divine energy to erupt directly.

"You're years behind me!"

Feng Xinghu ripped a lightsaber from his neck, letting the blood flow freely without a care. Wild and ferocious, he roared, the sound waves rolling forward. This was the roar of a tiger, a sound so powerful that even gods would be filled with fear.

"Boom!"

A sharp and unparalleled sword light burst forth from the volcano, cleaving through the sonic boom. A figure dressed in tattered white robes was surrounded by countless fragments of spacetime, like a celestial emperor treading through time, a step into eternity. Wherever he passed, time stood still, space split open on its own, and he descended in one step.

Too fast! In an instant, it appeared above the White Tiger, pressed down with its palm, and sent out a sword grass.

"Open!" Feng Xinghu broke free of his restraints and moved sideways. Even so, a huge wound appeared on his waist, almost cutting him in half.

At the same time, a true phoenix soared in, bright and dazzling, its wings like celestial swords, clanging and shaking the world, as if it were about to cleave the heavens and split the earth.

"Grass Sword Technique... True Phoenix Treasure Technique! Kid, I suddenly don't want to kill you anymore!" Wind Tiger was incredibly powerful and pounced directly, fearless of everything.

He had been immersed in various precious medicinal herbs and divine liquids since childhood, making his physical body truly unparalleled. Almost no one of the same level could defeat him. In addition, his immortal blood was activated, so even the phoenix transformed by the True Phoenix Treasure Technique was instantly reduced to scattered runes under his attack.

"boom!"

Bai Ye also arrived, his giant handprint pressing down from the void, covering the heavens and earth, but it was shattered by a punch from the white tiger below. Feng Xinghu was fearless and ferocious, soaring into the sky.

However, above that, six portals were rotating, like six ancient universes pressing down, as if to send all spirits to their deaths.

At the same time, from each of the six universes, a precious technique was flying out. They were terrifying, each one more powerful than the last, like layers of heaven higher than one, the six layers overlapping, their power boundless.

"boom!"

The ferocious tiger, as large as a small mountain, was suppressed, its head broken and bleeding, its body crumbling, riddled with bloody holes.

"The Six Paths of Reincarnation Heavenly Technique... You know that too...?"

A ferocious roar echoed, and endless immortal light burst forth, directly breaking free from the suppression of the Six Paths of Reincarnation, blasting Bai Ye away and causing him to cough up blood.

This is the essence of immortality, the true manifestation of immortal blood. The reason why the scions of immortal families are so arrogant is because they have immortal blood flowing in their veins. At critical moments, it can not only save their lives, but also greatly enhance their combat power, instantly turning the tide and rewriting the course of defeat.

"Darkness... Heavenly Power..."

As an ancient, incantation-like syllable echoed, the entire world was shrouded in darkness. Feng Xinghu transformed into human form and unleashed the Dark Heavenly Art, causing the area to emit a howling, eerie wind that sent chills down one's spine.

This was a divine creation of the Fallen Immortal King, inherently evil, and the Feng family had no idea of ​​its origin.

However, Feng Xinghu stood out conspicuously in the darkness, dazzlingly bright, and even behind him, a golden phantom merged with him.

"Boom!"

Two figures clashed fiercely in the black mist, exchanging dozens of blows in an instant. Golden immortal blood splattered, and strange, transparent, and hazy bloodstains flowed out, creating a scene of horrific carnage.

"Pfft!"

With a swift grab, four deep wounds were left on Bai Ye's chest. His arm, like a sword aimed at his throat, was slashed aside by Feng Xinghu, cutting open half of his neck.

The Dark Fist shook all directions, heading straight for Bai Ye's face, about to pierce through his head, but was slapped down by a palm. Their attacks were too fast; each strike—palm, fist, and finger imprint—was a condensation of precious techniques and supernatural powers. If it were an ordinary celestial being, they would have been blown apart in one blow long ago.

But those two were too wild. They fought hand-to-hand, each punch landing with a visceral impact. Just like now, a single finger swept across, gathering into a beam of divine light, instantly piercing the boy's chest, leaving it completely exposed.

At the same time, endless silver light burst forth from the boy's left eye, unstoppable, striking down and taking away the opponent's entire arm.

Feng Xinghu retreated, utterly horrified. He had fought to this point, relying on the burning immortal blood within his body. This was proof of his talent, a manifestation of his potential, and the lifeblood of a scion of a longevity family.

However, immortal blood has a major flaw unknown to outsiders: it diminishes with each use. If immortal blood is exhausted, the person will be forever stuck at the level of a celestial being, or even fall from that level.

"You think it's too late to leave now!" Bai Ye chased after him, his entire body surging with the power of spacetime, and he was even unfolding a magic seal. As he made the seal, the heavens and earth were moved.

"You really think I can't kill you!" Feng Xinghu shouted coldly, an incredibly terrifying pressure emanating from his chest, as if he was gathering all the remaining immortal blood in his body, intending to kill him with a single blow.

However, the boy was even more uncanny. He charged straight at him, incredibly fast, as if he had broken free from the constraints of space and time, teleporting directly there. "Wherever space and time pass, all shall be killed!"

"stop!"

Just then, outside that vast expanse of space, an extremely terrifying roar resounded, but within this world, a scream echoed, accompanied by an inexplicable bell-like sound, as if to send the enemy to their doom.

"So this is the ultimate killing technique of the Immortal King Wuzhong that the third brother mentioned... No wonder he is the little immortal king of our immortal academy..."

Clearly, not only Feng Zhao has returned, but even the old monster from the Immortal Academy has returned, since the two of them went out together.

Feng Zhao tore open a space and arrived, his face so gloomy it was almost dripping with water, causing more than a dozen Feng family disciples to tremble and their bodies to almost collapse.

"You're great, you're really great!"

"I'm really fine. Look, my injuries are all healed." Bai Ye smiled. Time seemed to reverse on his body, and some of his injuries were actually disappearing. This was abnormal, equivalent to Feng Xinghu having risked everything.

He even calmly collected the corpse, as if to say, "Try and bite me if you disagree!"

This scene made Zi Yan's face twitch. He floated to Bai Ye's side. He wasn't afraid of Feng Zhao going crazy, but he was afraid of this young man's demise.

"Give me the body, and pretend this never happened!" Feng Zhao's eyes were extremely cold, and he almost gritted his teeth as he said these words.

"Elder, let's go all the way. This person will definitely be a menace in the future. Why not leave them all here? No one will know anyway." Bai Ye smiled, revealing his teeth. He looked incredibly relaxed, yet it sent chills down one's spine.

Even Zi Yan's eyes flickered, "This is my little immortal king of the immortal academy, and he will also be the little immortal king of the nine heavens. Feng Zhao, don't blame me for not reminding you."

The atmosphere became extremely tense, with swords drawn and weapons poised to strike. For the elder of the Immortal Academy to say such a thing meant more than just protecting his own and issuing a warning; he genuinely intended to listen to the young man's opinion.

"To be called a Little Immortal King by a senior is definitely one of the future seeds. To kill a future seed is to destroy the foundation of the Nine Heavens. I, Feng Zhao, am still very righteous." Feng Zhao took a deep breath and instantly changed to a smiling face, but the palm of his hand at the cuff was actually dripping blood, and his fingernails were so deep that his fist was clenched.

"Senior, I still need to lead the disciples of my clan on training, so I won't keep you company any longer. Please visit the Feng family more often when you have time. Our ancestor misses you very much."

“No problem.” Zi Yan smiled and watched Feng Zhao and his group disappear.

"You really know how to cause trouble. Didn't I tell you not to provoke him anymore?"

"I didn't tell Xiao Feng to leave, so please don't come back."

Zi Yan was speechless. He opened his mouth, but remained silent for a long time.

Chapter 280 Returning to Panlong Land

The warships rumbled through the starry sky, and even from a great distance, the ever-approaching Boundless Heaven Continent could be seen.

“This big pile is yours, this small pile is mine, and I only need a small portion of the Crimson Sun Stone… As for the ball of light in the crow’s head, it should be the pure and flawless primordial spirit energy left behind after the failure of Nirvana. I’ll come to your house to absorb it another day; one or two people can’t possibly use it all.”

"Okay." Bai Ye and Lan Xian were dividing up the spoils, which made the Second Elder's eyelids twitch non-stop.

He had no idea what those two kids had done. Their trip out was like a raid on the Supreme Lord's lair; they were rolling in money.

"As expected... every exceptionally talented person possesses great fortune. It seems I should send a few more people to the Five Elements Continent next time; perhaps someone will be able to find the Five Elements Immortal Seeds." Zi Yan thought to herself.

"Junior brother, are you selling those two Feng family disciples? I guarantee you'll be satisfied with the price."

"Can I exchange it for Immortal Gold?" Bai Ye asked curiously.

"Immortal Gold? Sure, a small amount is fine." Lan Xian agreed readily.

"So wealthy..." Bai Ye was speechless.

“In fact, since the beginning of the era, all the great immortal families have been collecting immortal gold in order to forge immortal artifacts. After nearly an era, basically every immortal family has enough immortal gold, and some even give the extra to their disciples,” Lan Xian explained.

"Of course, if you want a complete set of weapon crafting materials, no one will be willing to trade for it. Although immortal corpses are precious, all the major families have some, and even the Immortal Academy has quite a few. Most of them belong to people from the Immortal Ancient Era. I've heard that some old monsters have been trying to revive them and take them as disciples."

"Cough cough..." Zi Yan coughed lightly, which made the two of them guess that it might be true, and Zi Yan was most likely one of them.

"Give them to me. Those two corpses are useless to you. A group of people are about to ignite the divine fire, and they will need the immortal energy."

Bai Ye remained silent, but he didn't keep them either. The two corpses were indeed useless, and besides, the Immortal Academy had stood up for him, so giving them away was no big deal.

"After we get back, Xian'er will take you to the Flying Immortal Land. There is a forest of saintly trees there. Nowadays, most cultivators don't choose to enter the Saintly Sacrifice realm because they are superficial. There are still benefits to this realm, so you should experience it for yourself." Zi Yan said with a smile after collecting the two corpses.

Bai Ye nodded, indicating that he understood. In fact, he also planned to take the witch and Taurus to the Immortal Land, as they were about to cultivate immortal energy.

Meanwhile, the witch was completely unaware that Bai Ye was approaching.