Chapter 1349: The Trial

“Brother Feixue,” the handsome bald youth, ‘Nine-Headed Snake Ancestor,’ called out. Fengyun Yiyi and Wu Xiao nearby also turned their gaze toward Dongbo Xueying.

Dongbo Xueying immediately walked over while carefully observing the three of them.

This was his first time meeting these three city lords.

“Wu Xiao.”

At first glance, the one who most caught Dongbo Xueying’s attention was Wu Xiao.

Wu Xiao gave Dongbo Xueying a peculiar feeling—as if he were looking at an entire world! Wu Xiao resembled a massive celestial body, unlike an ordinary living being.

“His strength comes from his bloodline, though it’s said he is the descendant of an extremely powerful Hunyuan expert, with an extraordinary lineage,” Dongbo Xueying mused inwardly. “Looking at him is like gazing upon a celestial body. It’s said he possesses the strongest body in all of Chiyun City, as well as the greatest physical power. I wonder just how high his level is.”

However, Dongbo Xueying soon sensed the unique presence of Fengyun Yiyi and the Nine-Headed Snake Ancestor.

Fengyun Yiyi stood there as if transcending the world itself, with faint traces of Hunyuan creation and world-birthing around him.

In contrast, the Nine-Headed Snake Ancestor seemed to encompass everything. He wore a gentle smile, yet everything around him was under his control.

“Wu Xiao’s strength stems from his body, and his bloodline plays a major role in that,” Dongbo Xueying thought. “As for Fengyun Yiyi and the Nine-Headed Snake Ancestor… their realms are unfathomably high, likely surpassing even ordinary half-Hunyuan lifeform cultivators.”

As Dongbo Xueying approached, he observed the three of them.

The three city lords, in turn, were also observing Dongbo Xueying. They sensed something unique about this ‘Emperor Feixue,’ an aura that made each of them involuntarily feel goodwill toward him.

“Just his presence alone can influence me?” The Nine-Headed Snake Ancestor and the other two were inwardly astonished.

“Feixue greets the three city lords,” Dongbo Xueying said.

“Having just heard of Emperor Feixue’s deeds today, I was shocked and found it hard to believe. But now that I’ve met you, all my doubts are dispelled,” the Nine-Headed Snake Ancestor said with a smile. “Emperor Feixue’s mastery of the soul path far surpasses ours—no wonder the twelve hundred peak-level Fumo Hunters were so severely weakened.”

“Impressive,” City Lord Fengyun Yiyi said tersely. For him to utter even these two words was rare.

“Can the soul path really be this powerful?” Wu Xiao couldn’t help but ask. “Emperor Feixue, could you demonstrate it for me to experience?”

“Brother Wu Xiao, all the cultivators are about to arrive. Why not wait until after the banquet to experience it?” the Nine-Headed Snake Ancestor suggested.

Wu Xiao snapped to realization and nodded with a laugh. “No rush, indeed.”

The banquet soon commenced.

Dongbo Xueying and the three city lords sat close together, discussing the Dao. Though each walked a different path, they could still glean insights from one another’s journeys.

“Ah, Brother Feixue, you also rose step by step from the mortal realm?” Wu Xiao exclaimed in surprise. “You’re just like Brother Nine-Headed and Brother Fengyun, all starting from the weakest mortals. I, on the other hand, was born with roughly the strength you mentioned—Chaos Realm. Most of my kin are born at a similar level, some slightly weaker. Yet many of them struggle to fully control their own power. Could there be some great advantage to growing from the mortal realm? Come to think of it, my ancestor also rose step by step from mortality!”

Dongbo Xueying listened with a sigh.

The natives of the Broken Tooth Mountain Range were typically born with the strength of Void God—Nascent Realm!

Wu Xiao’s kin were even more terrifying, usually born at the Chaotic Realm! For such infants to already exist beyond the River of Time was beyond envy—the gap was simply too vast. In the universe where Dongbo Xueying was born, even the strongest beings hadn’t reached the Chaotic Realm. Only ‘Swordmaster,’ the most prodigious figure from his homeland, had attained the Chaotic Realm before leaving for the ‘Supreme Void Heavenly Palace.’

Yet among Wu Xiao’s kin, they were born at that level!

“Compared to you, Brother Feixue, my upbringing was far harsher,” the Nine-Headed Snake Ancestor said with a smile. “In my homeland, ‘Witchcraft’ was the supreme cultivation system. Witches would slaughter entire nations just to extract powerful bloodlines. The infighting among witches was brutal—sacrificing entire civilizations for personal growth, or even deliberately nurturing new civilizations for experimentation, was commonplace…”

As Dongbo Xueying listened, he gradually understood.

The ‘Witchcraft’ of the Nine-Headed Snake Ancestor bore some resemblance to the ‘Witch’ lineage created by the Witch Ancestor in his homeland. However, the Nine-Headed Snake Ancestor’s ‘Witchcraft’ was far more ruthless, selfish—and powerful.

As the banquet neared its end.

“Brother Feixue, how about a friendly spar?” the Nine-Headed Snake Ancestor stood up.

“A spar?” Dongbo Xueying was taken aback.

At this point, the garden was filled with all the cultivators of Chiyun City—even those on guard duty had sent avatars to attend.

A public duel?

“Don’t worry. Though Chiyun City has rules against infighting, sparring is quite common,” the Nine-Headed Snake Ancestor said with a smile. “I’m very eager to experience your soul techniques firsthand.”

“I haven’t even had my turn yet, and you’re already jumping in,” Wu Xiao grumbled, downing his wine in one gulp.

Dongbo Xueying looked at the Nine-Headed Snake Ancestor, then smiled and nodded. “Very well. If the Nine-Headed Snake Ancestor wishes to spar, I shall oblige.”

With a single step, the two appeared above the central lake of the garden.

They stood on the water’s surface, facing each other from a distance.

“They’re going to fight?”

“A duel?”

The gathered cultivators of Chiyun City erupted in murmurs, many with eager expressions. After all, the Nine-Headed Snake Ancestor was one of the three strongest figures in the city, while Dongbo Xueying’s techniques were shrouded in mystery.

“You first,” the Nine-Headed Snake Ancestor said. “Let me experience your soul techniques.”

“Be careful.”

Dongbo Xueying spoke, then immediately unleashed his strongest illusionary realm technique from the Void Illusion Dao.

Boom!

A vast illusory world descended, attempting to drag the Nine-Headed Snake Ancestor’s soul into it. Dongbo Xueying instantly sensed that this was the ‘most powerful soul’ he had ever encountered—the difficulty of pulling it in was immense. By ‘most powerful,’ he meant among all opponents below the Hunyuan level. If including himself, the Nine-Headed Snake Ancestor’s soul was still inferior to his own.

“The impact on him shouldn’t be too severe,” Dongbo Xueying estimated.

“Hmm?”

The Nine-Headed Snake Ancestor frowned slightly. “What a terrifying illusion.”

He had believed that, having risen step by step from mortality, his soul was impervious to all influence. Yet now, he was still profoundly affected.

“Take this!” the Nine-Headed Snake Ancestor called out.

Whoosh—

Behind the handsome bald youth, a colossal phantom emerged—nine enormous serpents, each exuding a distinct power. Eight of these serpents’ energies suddenly streaked across the sky. These eight forces included water, fire, lightning, life energy, destruction energy…

Eight powers.

They formed a hazy, multicolored radiance that enveloped the lake and Dongbo Xueying. He immediately felt an immense pressure bearing down on him.

“Truly worthy of Emperor Feixue. I can’t even unleash my Nine Realms Domain,” the Nine-Headed Snake Ancestor sighed. As he spoke, the hazy multicolored world abruptly contracted, rapidly shrinking like a collapsing cage—with Dongbo Xueying at its center.

“Not good.” Sensing the danger, Dongbo Xueying didn’t hesitate. His body suddenly expanded to ten meters tall, his skin shimmering with a faint gray glow. Gripping his spear, he spun the shaft, creating layers upon layers of spatial barriers around him to resist the rapidly shrinking eight-colored cage.