Supremacy Starts With The Mysterious System

1There were only five words. Yih Han had only said five words, but a gust of killing wind swept out. Han Feng felt a gust of killing wind blowing at his face, as if it was going to tear him apart.    2

    

As long as Han Feng didn't surrender, what awaited him would be Yih Han's sword.    

    

"I think you should know my answer, right?" Han Feng smiled faintly, causing a sharp light to flash across Yih Han's eyes. After that, he slowly walked forwards, and a cold light flickered in his eyes. It was as if the Nine Netherworlds Water was flowing through his body, it was ice-cold and bone-corroding.    

    

"It seems like I'll have to do it myself." Yih Han was a little impatient. He raised his hand and struck with his sword. A sharp whistling sound was heard. The sword light contained a terrifying cold water energy, as if it wanted to melt Han Feng into the sword light.    

    

"Great Heavenly Devil Sword Art!" Han Feng roared in his heart. Devil Qi and sword Qi merged together. Like a roaring dragon, the dragon roared and turned into a huge sword. It rolled out and merged with Yih Han's sword light. The sword light circulated. It was trembling violently.    

    

Strands of sword Qi rushed over. Han Feng stepped on the void and slashed down a dazzling sword light. It seemed like it was going to turn into a terrifying sword formation and break Yih Han's body apart. * Hong Long...... *    

    

"Insignificant skill." The corner of Yih Han's mouth raised slightly, as if he was disdaining Yih Han. The Nine Frozen Hell Water wrapped around him, and any sword light that entered it would be corroded, making it impossible for it to get close to Yih Han.    

    

"Cold Water, Nine Serene Cold Water?" Han Feng's eyes sparkled. The power that Yih Han cultivated was indeed very strong. It was similar to Sun Tianwang's Intent of Devouring, but the difference was... Sun Tianwang could convert his opponent's attack into his own strength, and this Nine Serene Cold Water... The Nine Serene Cold Water could only melt his opponent's attack.    

    

Cold Water Gang, an elite disciple of the gang. They had the qualifications to cultivate the power of the Nine Serene Cold Water. It was very terrifying. There were very few attacks that they couldn't neutralize at the same cultivation level.    

    

"The master of Cold Water Gang is really generous to impart the cultivation method of the Nine Serene Cold Water to Yih Han." The master of Earth Devil Sect said with a smile, as if he was casually mentioning it.    

    

"The geniuses of Cold Water Gang have withered, and Yih Han is a rare and outstanding disciple. Naturally, we have to nurture him well, unlike the Earth Devil Sect, where there are many outstanding juniors. Take Moling for example. He is not bad. " The Cold Water Gang Master's smile was still cold, causing the devil sect master's facial expression to turn ugly. Moling had already died without a burial ground, but the Cold Water Gang Master still mentioned it on purpose. Invisible! * Hong Long...... *    

    

"There are also many outstanding disciples in the Cold Water Gang. This Yih Han's talent is not bad. His comprehension of the Nine Frozen Hell Water is deeper than yours." A sharp light flashed in the eyes of the Earth Devil Sect's Sect Master. After that, he turned calm and looked ahead.    

    

"Let's wait until he kills Han Feng." The Cold Water Gang Master didn't want to say it too early. Although he was very confident in Yih Han, he didn't want to say it too soon.    

    

Wouldn't the people of Celestial Fiend Alliance and Earth Devil Sect be slapped in the face?    

    

At this moment, Yih Han took another step forward, and the Nine Netherfrost Water rolled in the air. It seemed like it was going to boil, turning into sharp blades of cold water. It slashed at Han Feng, even though it was condensed from water. It was shining with a cold light.    

    

"Burn!" Han Feng spat out a voice. A raging flame was ignited, as if it was going to burn everything. Suddenly, it descended. Black smoke rose, and flames soared into the sky. It rushed towards the cold water blade.    

    

"You are merely an ant. You are just overestimating your own abilities." Yih Han looked coldly at Han Feng's flame lunging at him. His palm trembled. The sharp blade slashed forward and pierced into the flames. Han Feng's eyes sparkled. The cold water blade had actually cut through his flames. It created a path of cold.    

    

"The power of the martial will can't be compared to the true meaning of the Martial Dao in the end." The Cold Water Gang's Sect Master said calmly, as if he was talking to himself, but also mocking Han Feng's ignorance.    

    

Everyone's heart trembled slightly. It was true. A Genuine Martial Stage warrior had comprehended the power of martial will. As for an Astral Martial Stage Martial Lord, he had comprehended the true meaning of martial arts, and had undergone a transformation. If a Martial Lord used the true meaning of the martial intent, he would be able to completely crush a Martial Lord warrior who used the martial intent.    

    

Furthermore, Han Feng was only a Genuine Martial Stage Martial Cultivator, and there was still quite a distance between him and an Astral Martial Stage.    

    

"Sword Technique of Godsend!" Han Feng's expression flickered. In an instant, it was as if his aura had changed. The rolling devil Qi dissipated, and what replaced it was an otherworldly and elegant feeling.    

    

Daoist True Qi surged wildly. Han Feng struck out with his palm, and the phantom of the Three Clear Divine Statues bloomed. A terrifying and mighty Vital Energy smashed onto the cold water blade, instantly causing it to collapse.    

    

"The noble Qi suppresses all kinds of evil. This cold water has a strong Yin Qi. It's suppressed by the Qi of Righteousness." Han Feng said in an indifferent tone. He held the sharp sword in his hand and slowly walked forward. In an instant, several figures of Han Feng appeared in this spatial zone. The power of the Sword Technique of Godsend was unleashed. Each strike was extremely powerful. The terrifying sword Qi slashed down and merged with each other. It was as if it had formed a net of swords, rushing towards Yih Han.    

    

"No matter how exquisite the sword technique is, it won't be able to make up for the gap between us." Yih Han said in a mocking tone, his expression was still cold. Judging from Han Feng's current strength, he could easily kill an Astral Martial Stage Level Two warrior. However, to him, it was still a long way to go.    

    

Facing the attack of the sword net, the Nine Serene Cold Water around Yih Han's body surged, releasing a corrosive Qi. When the sword net fell down, it was swallowed up by the Nine Serene Cold Water, leaving nothing behind.    

    

"Even if I don't attack, you won't be able to hurt me." Yih Han's eyes were filled with calm confidence. The Nine Netherfrost Water was a very powerful skill. How could Han Feng break it?    

    

"Aren't you overly confident?" Han Feng smiled leisurely, "I have fought many people. Many of them are even more confident than you. However, the outcome was not optimistic. Defeat or even death is their final destination. You will not be an exception."    

    

Many people laughed when they heard Han Feng's words. Han Feng, isn't this ridiculous? Even if his talent is very high... How could he possibly surpass so many realms and defeat Yih Han? He actually thought that he could kill Yih Han. This was simply a pipe dream.    

    

"Your seniors have doted on you too much, that's why you're so arrogant. I wonder how high the sky is." Yih Han said in a cold voice, then he suddenly took a step forward. A cold energy rolled out, and a monstrous Qi gathered. It landed on Han Feng's body.    

    

Han Feng could only feel the endless pressure coming from his body. Strands of cold energy were trying to invade his body. It was corroding his internal organs. He had a feeling that if this continued for some time... * Hong Long...... *    

    

"Expel!" Han Feng shouted in a low voice. Daoist true qi rolled throughout his entire body. An angry roar was heard as a vast and mighty force enveloped him, expelling the cold energy from his body. The phantom of the Three Clarities Divine Statue appeared behind him, causing Han Feng to carry a surging Trend of the World with him. It wasn't any weaker than Yih Han's dark and cold pressure.    

    

"Hmm?" Everyone's eyes sparkled. Not only did Han Feng cultivate a terrifying Devil Technique... He was even stronger than the Earth Devil Sect's Earth Devil Sutra, and he had also cultivated an authentic Daoist inner force skill. His spirit energy was rich and powerful, and he had gathered the power of righteousness. He was truly a monstrous genius.    

    

"If you want to suppress me, I'm afraid your power of Force isn't strong enough!" Yih Han's long robe trembled, and his palm struck out crazily. Waves of heavy and cold energy rushed towards Han Feng in a frenzied manner. The Qi of Yin kept rushing into Han Feng's body, but Han Feng's body was wrapped in Daoist True Qi. It was as if all evils were impervious to them, and there was no evil energy that could invade Han Feng's body.    

    

At the same time, Han Feng unleashed the Palm of Dao. Each palm seemed to have the image of a grandmaster. The power of the technique was boundless, and it could suppress all kinds of evil.    

    

The Dao Palm collided with the dark and cold evil Qi. It was as if they were competing with each other. Each strike caused the space to tremble violently. It was as if an evil force was spreading out, startling everyone and forcing them to retreat.    

    

Even these experts from the underworld were unwilling to be invaded by Yih Han's dark and evil Qi. Once it entered their bodies, it would be very troublesome to expel them.    

    

Generally speaking, only the Martial Cultivator of the same realm or stronger could expel Yih Han's Yin Energy. But Han Feng's Longevity Scripture was related to Longevity Emperor. It was very likely to be a powerful Emperor Sutra. There was no limit to the Dao, so it was naturally very easy to expel the Yin energy.    

    

Many of the experts from the underworld revealed their sharp eyes. They were obviously interested in the cultivation technique and ultimate skill that Han Feng was cultivating. The power that Han Feng was cultivating was definitely very powerful to be able to fight Yih Han to this extent with just his Celestial Energy Stage cultivation base.    

    

Even the old ancestor and the others from the Celestial Fiend Alliance had a strange look in their eyes. They were also drooling for it, but because of their status, they wouldn't show it too clearly.    

    

"There are very few people who can force me to this extent, even those of the same cultivation base as me. You can die without regrets. " Yih Han coldly spat out. Immediately, several incomparably wild and overbearing hurricanes appeared in the sky. All of them were Yin Spirits. Cold water flowed in reverse, and the power of the Nine Underworlds burst out crazily. In the end, it turned into an extremely terrifying Yin Evil Palm, smashing down from the sky. The rolling hurricane had become a part of the palm print, and it could be seen that... Under this palm strike, even Astral Martial Stage Level Three warriors would be crushed and killed.    

    

"Looks like I can only use this sword strike." Han Feng's eyes were filled with a sharp light. The force of the heavens and earth was roaring wildly. Transformed! A surging sword energy was gathering on his sword. It was as if a casual sword strike could split mountains and rivers.    

    

"If it was an ordinary sword, it probably wouldn't be able to withstand this power." Han Feng muttered in his heart. This sword strike was extremely powerful, and he rarely used it even in the Dream World. It gathered the force of the heavens and earth, and had endless destructive force.    

    

"A mere Yin Evil Palm Seal is not something that can be used in public." A complacent smile emerged on Han Feng's face. After that, a beam of light shot down from the void. It directly enveloped his body. The energy gathered by the sword in Han Feng's hand was getting stronger and stronger. It was getting more and more violent, carrying a trace of destruction Qi. It caused the hearts of everyone present to tremble.    

    

"This is?" Reverend Mu He's expression flickered. He had cultivated the Longevity Scripture for many years, so he naturally recognized this sword strike. However, he had never thought that this sword strike would come from a young man.    

    

"Sword of Destruction!" Han Feng furiously shouted, and the sword in his hand slashed out. In an instant, the sword of heaven and earth was filled with countless sharp swords, like snowflakes. A murderous aura swept across the place, and a storm of destruction swept across the place. A huge sword roared furiously, and the huge palm print of Yin Evil was torn apart in an instant. The deadly sword light landed on Yih Han's body.