Supremacy Starts With The Mysterious System

When these three words came out of Han Feng's mouth, the raging storm behind him had completely formed.    

The storm itself was like a peerless devil, emitting the terrifying pressure of the Devil Dao.    

As it rolled, it wanted to tear the space apart.    

The thunder dragon roared. Terrifying purple lightning struck out with a whistling sound. The entire giant dragon rushed out towards Han Feng.    

Han Feng leapt backwards and circulated the terrifying storm in his hand. It was as if he had transformed into a boundless cauldron that crushed down on Han Feng.    

"What kind of power does the Devil Fiend Wind that was given by the system have?" Han Feng looked at the storm that was sweeping away everything, but he had no idea what was going on in his heart.    

This Devil Fiend Wind was a martial skill given by the system after he temporarily obtained the Spiritual Martial Stage Level Five. Han Feng did not know how powerful it was, but it was just a single strike. It had already used up most of the spiritual energy in his body, so its power shouldn't be weak. However, he didn't know what it was compared to Su Gaang's Thunder Dragon.    

Sizzle sizzle!    

The Devil Fiend Wind and the Thunder Dragon were entangled together. The terrifying lightning seemed to want to destroy everything. The giant dragon raised its head high and breathed in and out. It waved its sharp claws, trying to tear the storm apart.    

However, the Devil Fiend Wind became even more violent. The wind marks were like sharp blades as they slashed at the Thunder Dragon.    

Even the ground was slashed by the sharp blades, leaving cracks of varying depth, as if it was pierced through by a forest of swords.    

"Explode!" Han Feng suddenly shouted. He poured out another wave of powerful spiritual energy and landed on the Devil Fiend Wind.    

In an instant, the storm shrank slightly, and then exploded in a shocking manner.    

Rumble!    

The entire ground shook at this moment, and the Thunder Dragon was directly crushed. The spiritual energy fluctuations in the surroundings were very chaotic, and large trees collapsed one after another. Even the ground had a huge pit that was several meters deep.    

Han Feng himself flew out in the time it took for the explosion to start, in order to avoid being affected by the explosion.    

However, Su Gaang wasn't that lucky.    

Although he had sharp eyes and quickly retreated before the shockwave of the explosion reached him, it was still too late. That terrifying spirit energy wave passed through his body and shattered his dantian.    

If there was anyone else present, they would have seen the current Su Gaang in an extremely sorry state.    

More than half of his clothes were torn, and his body was covered in visible wounds. The corner of his mouth was also stained with blood. His hair was messy, and his body was twitching slightly.    

"My goodness! This Devil Fiend Wind is so strong!"    

Obviously, not even Han Feng himself had realized what kind of powerful martial skill this was.    

Perhaps, even if he cultivated the Firmament Palm to the Perfection Stage, he wouldn't be able to touch such a powerful skill.    

This also made him even more curious about the origin of this Devil Sword System.    

After the aftermath of the battle, the place was in a complete mess.    

Han Feng stood with his hands behind his back. Strong winds swept across his body, and the sharp intent in his eyes became stronger.    

Su Gaang knelt on one knee. His face was as pale as a sheet of paper, and his eyes no longer had that kind of divine aura.    

His pride was gone.    

"A medium-grade Mortal Realm martial skill, how is that possible?" Su Gaang's eyes widened, filled with indescribable shock.    

Earlier, he had clearly felt the power of a medium-grade Mortal Realm martial skill.    

He had only felt this kind of power from his master.    

A medium-grade Mortal Realm martial skill was only one word away from a low-grade Mortal Realm martial skill, and its power was no less than several times stronger than a medium-grade Mortal Realm martial skill. A peak Mid Mortal Realm martial skill could even increase the gap between them by dozens of times.    

A Middle-grade martial skill had a natural pressure on a Low-grade martial skill in terms of rank.    

"A medium-grade Mortal Realm martial skill? Tsk tsk." Hearing Su Gaang's words, Han Feng couldn't help but be speechless. He had only used 30% of the power of this martial skill before. If he used it all, it might be comparable to a high grade Mortal grade martial skill.    

When Han Feng accepted the martial skill given by the system, he would have a small cultivation level. It would take a lot of effort to master it.    

After all, Han Feng's true strength was too low. According to Han Feng's speculation, the innate skill given by the system was also determined by one's own strength.    

In other words, if his cultivation base was not at the Spiritual Martial Stage Level Five, he might not be able to use the Devil Fiend Wind.    

When his strength advanced to the Spiritual Martial Stage Level Six, or when he reached a higher realm, the system would bestow him with a stronger skill.    

Han Feng composed himself and looked at Su Gaang, who was standing not far away from him.    

"The four geniuses of Su family, how awe-inspiring!" Han Feng said in a mocking tone.    

Su Gaang's facial expression turned ugly in an instant.    

He wanted to condense his spiritual energy, but found that his dantian had completely shattered, and his cultivation had been crippled!    

"How is this possible!?" Su Gaang once again widened his eyes, and his eyes were filled with confusion, doubt, and despair.    

His Level Five cultivation base had completely disappeared!    

Above the Divine Sword Continent, the martial path was respected. The strong could set the rules and shock the world, but the weak could only endure it.    

Su Gaang was one of the four great geniuses of the Su family, and he was respected by many. He was heavily nurtured in his family, and his status was not lower than some of the elders.    

Now that his cultivation base had been crippled, he would lose everything once he returned to his family. Those disciples who had been bullied by him in the past would come to find him one by one.    

His days would be worse than death.    

And all of this was thanks to the youth in front of him.    

"If my skills aren't as good as yours, then I'll lose to you. There's nothing I can say." Su Gaang lowered his head and sighed deeply.    

"I did not want to fight with you for this jade pendant. However, you wanted to take my life because you were afraid that it would be leaked. Do you regret it?" Han Feng looked at Su Gaang, but he didn't show any pity.    

Su Gaang deserved what he had done.    

Han Feng's palm turned into a deadly sword and slashed at Su Gaang.    

Su Gaang, die!    

One of the four great geniuses of the Su family of Hongqiao Town had died in Han Feng's hands.    

No one would believe it if it was told to the public.    

Han Feng, who only had a Spiritual Martial Stage Level One cultivation base, had killed a Spiritual Martial Stage Level Five genius.    

After killing Su Gaang, Han Feng didn't stay any longer. Instead, he picked up the jade pendant and left the place at lightning speed.    

After this battle, he needed to adjust his breathing as well.    

The strange thing was that the jade pendant was filled with spiritual energy. It was very dense, as if it was going to take physical form, but when Han Feng carried it on his body... The spiritual energy from the jade pendant seemed to be wrapped by some kind of power, and showed no signs of spilling out.    

Hu!    

After letting out a long sigh of relief, Han Feng's figure had already run several miles away.    

Even so, he was still in the outer region of the Dusk Mountain, which showed how big the Dusk Mountain was.    

Han Feng sat cross-legged and took out the jade pendant.    

The jade pendant was exquisitely carved, and it was obvious that it was made of excellent material.    

There was a flying dragon embroidered on it. It raised its sharp claws high as if it wanted to tear the world apart.    

"Congratulations, host. You have obtained a spiritual object. Would you like to absorb the Xuan Points?"    

At this moment, the System's voice sounded.    

"Spiritual item? Profound point?" Han Feng was slightly stunned.    

Han Feng naturally knew about spiritual objects. They were spiritual objects that were above ordinary mortal weapons. They had spirituality and could communicate with the spiritual Qi of Heaven and Earth.    

Not to mention the Hongqiao Town, even in the Tianfeng City, spiritual items were extremely rare.    

"Could it be that the increase in profound points requires spiritual items?" Although Han Feng did not know the use of this jade pendant, just the fact that it could increase the profound point was enough to move Han Feng's heart.    

The effect of profound points was not any less than the attribute value to Han Feng.    

"Absorb the profound points." Han Feng said.    

"Congratulations, host. You have absorbed 100 mystic points. Adding your original mystic points, you have a total of 120 mystic points."    

Han Feng was shocked. This jade pendant actually increased his spiritual energy cultivation by a total of 100 points.    

"System Notification, the time limit for the temporary increase of cultivation has been reached. Host has recovered your original cultivation."    

"System, other than spiritual items, what else can increase my profound points?" Han Feng asked the System.    

"Spiritual items, spiritual pills, natural treasures." The System answered straightforwardly.    

However, this answer made Han Feng's heart twitch violently.    

These three were all things that were rarely seen. Obtaining the jade pendant was purely an accident. As for the other spiritual objects and spiritual pills, they were existences that were difficult to come into contact with in the Hongqiao Town.    

Han Feng didn't even dare to think about the heavenly materials and earthly treasures. As long as it was a precious treasure, it must be protected by a powerful Demonic Beast. This was a common fact.    

Han Feng didn't want to risk his life to fight with a high grade Demonic Beast for the sake of the Profound Point.    

"When host's cultivation base is raised to the Spiritual Martial Stage Level Four, Spiritual Martial Stage Level Seven, and Genuine Martial Stage, he will receive two hundred, five hundred, and one thousand Profound Point as rewards."    

The system's words once again caused Han Feng's spirit to rise.    

This reward could not be said to not be generous.    

Leveling up was the best way to obtain mystic points.    

However, in order to level up, one had to do a mission.    

Han Feng hid in a secluded place. After repeatedly confirming that there were no Demonic Beasts around, he began to recover his spirit energy.    

Although there was no improvement in his realm, Han Feng felt that the spirit energy in his dantian had become even more condensed.    

His spiritual energy was already more overbearing than others. This was the Devil Dao power that the Devil Sword had given him. He did not resist this.    

No matter what kind of power it was, it was just a type of martial arts.    

Through battle, his spiritual energy became even more condensed. If it was an ordinary Spiritual Martial Stage Level Two, he would be able to kill him in the blink of an eye.    

And even a Spiritual Martial Stage Level Three would not be able to defeat him. Even if his combat strength was only 15 points.    

A few hours later, a layer of mist started floating above Han Feng's head. A layer of black impurities could be seen on Han Feng's skin.    

"I didn't expect that after cultivating a Mid Mortal Realm martial skill like the Devil Fiend Wind, there would be a slight effect of changing the tendons and removing the marrow. Some of the impurities in my body have been removed."    

A trace of joy emerged in Han Feng's heart, but he soon revealed a bitter smile.    

Currently, he was in the wilderness. This layer of black impurities had quite a strong smell. It seemed like he needed to find a place to bathe.    

When Han Feng thought of this, he no longer hesitated and ran straight to a flat place in Dusk Mountain. There might be a small lake there.    

What surprised him was that there was a lake not far away. It still looked relatively clear.    

Han Feng did not think too much about it. He took off his outer coat and was about to take off his pants when a person suddenly stood up on the calm surface of the water.    

And this person seemed to be a... young girl, and... she was not wearing clothes?    

After the young girl stood up, she turned around and realized that there was a young man staring at her as if he was taking off his clothes.    

Seeing the flash of embarrassment and anger on the young girl's face, Han Feng instantly reacted. This time, it was awkward...