Overbearing Immortal Doctor

Chapter 1440: Chapter 1539: What Is Fate

"Feng Qin..." Huangfu Qumo’s eyes slanted over furtively, showing he didn’t want to be too harsh: "Didn’t expect there’d be so many insiders; I only snatched thirty‑two Martial World slots. He was so fast, Qin Feng crashed into him and shoved me into a fight with the very first monster in this endless domain. How am I supposed to resist? Good thing I endured and didn’t offend this kid. Only after he leaves Heavenly Sword City can my Huangfu Family make a move on him. With countless opportunities at stake, especially compared to the national map, what does the fate of a single sword amount to?"

As soon as Qin Feng and Huangfu Qumo left, they heard—

"The final match of the Virtual Primordial Dynasty: Adong versus Dou Su."

Although Xu Yuanjing only had thirty‑two people, it still took five rounds to reach the final showdown. Clearly, the duels in the Virtual Meta Scriptures moved much faster than those in the True Essence Scripture.

"Dong..." Qin Feng immediately turned his gaze over.

At this moment, one of the virtual Origin Realms, compared to Dou Chang, both were far from Adong and Dou Su.

Dong was still in his thin, simple clothes, back straight. At his waist hung that broken, bladeless sword.

Dou Su’s long hair scattered over his shoulders, his eyes also covered by that hair. For a while, his face couldn’t be seen clearly.

"Begin!" At the command, Mr. Dong still had his eyes closed, but Dong Shu’s legs moved. He charged at Dong along a bizarre trajectory. His long hair whipped about his head, black light flowing along those strands.

"Die!"

He swung both hands; two sword lights suddenly flipped around. At the same time, a glint of cold light flashed in his eyes, and a bloodthirsty cold smile appeared on his face. Adong’s eyes suddenly snapped open, and in them only Dou Su’s twin sword‑lights glittered. It seemed too late—

"Pfft!"

Adong shifted half a step and had already slipped past Dou Su’s attack. Suddenly—

"Insect."

That word almost made everyone jump. A drop of blood slowly seeped out from Dou Zhu’s heart and dripped to the ground. Adong’s face was expressionless. He lightly kicked Dong Zhu’s body; Dong Zhu’s corpse was booted out of the arena. Only then did everyone realize Dong Zhu was already dead.

Dead?

How did he die? How was he killed! Many people were utterly stunned. They hadn’t caught what attack it was that killed him.

"Adong wins." The Sword Palace judge called out loudly.

Adong walked off the field coldly, without a trace of joy on his face, still icy as ever.

Qin Feng watched Dong and smiled as he nodded.

Dong’s speed had reached an astonishing level. Those under the True Essence Mirror realm simply couldn’t see it at all. But for Masters who were close to, or had even reached, the Returning‑to‑Origin level, it wasn’t that hard.

"He really is terrifyingly strong. An expert who’s broken through to True Essence First-level is this unstoppable. I’ve heard that Soo of the North Atlantic Treaty Organization has seven Holy Light talents and a powerful ability to jump realms and challenge upward. No wonder even the Nine Great Nations all place special emphasis on this Adong." Huangfu Qumo sighed.

Brother Qin merely listened in silence.

Huangfu Qumo continued, "If I were in the same realm as that Dong, I’m afraid I couldn’t even block a single sword of his. The key point is, his sword is just a piece of scrap iron—it’s not even a proper weapon. He’s truly a monster that’s killed countless experts."

Qin Feng smiled and nodded. Dong really was tough. He was also a super genius, much stronger than Tiantian. But because of the Heavenly King’s hype, Tiantian received special attention, while Dong’s fame remained limited.

Qin Feng nodded. Thanks to Huangfu Qumo surrendering outright, he finally had time to watch the other Masters’ battles.

Zheng Yuandao’s opponent was a big, dark‑faced man,

The black‑faced man’s muscles were ferocious, his skin the color of steel, giving off a terrifying sense of power.

In both Physical Strength and Attack Power, he was a first‑rate expert in the Zhenyuan Region. Unfortunately, his opponent was Zheng Yuandao of Zhenyuan Island, ranked first by the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion.

In this battle, only a few minutes passed before Zheng Yuandao took the victory, overwhelming his opponent with a clear advantage.

Zheng Yuandao truly was strong. The Li Mansion was also home to a renowned Heavenly Pride within Youchen Territory. I didn’t expect he’d be made so helpless before him." Huangfu Qunmo couldn’t help but sigh.

"Has he broken through?" Qin Feng also watched Zheng Yuandao. He could feel the latter’s strength had risen, but he still wasn’t sure, because the power and pressure Zheng Yuandao was exuding were still at the ninth True Yuan level. Clearly, until he met a true opponent, Zheng Yuandao didn’t want others to see his real state.

Huangfu Qumo smiled and said, "If he really has broken through, I wouldn’t be surprised at all. Zheng Yuandao, Gaim Ruoning, Yu Da—many among them have already reached the realm of the True Essence Scripture. If not for the Sword Blade Meeting, they’d have broken through to the Yuan Mirror long ago. So after the first‑round matches, if any of them used the noon break to break through to the Yuan Mirror state, that’s entirely possible."

"Return to what?" Qin Feng pursed his lips.

If none of this happened, he wouldn’t fear anyone right now. But if someone did break through, it’d be hard to say. From True Essence Mirror to Returning‑to‑Origin, a breakthrough within a major realm would bring a terrifying surge in strength.

Still, that couldn’t be helped; it was all within the rules.

On the other side, Ao Xinqing had also finished his battle,

"Brother Qin, Ao Xinqing is a formidable enemy. He’s ranked eighth. Barring accidents, after you both win your fourth‑round matches, you’ll meet." Huangfu said with a smile.

"Mm, he’s heavy." Qin Feng nodded. Ao Xinqing’s opponent was also a top expert, and his mental strength wasn’t weak. But facing Ao Xinqing, his whole mind went blank, and even after being stabbed a dozen times by Ao Xinqing’s blade, he still didn’t react. How could he not lose?

However, Qin Feng wasn’t afraid of Ao Xinqing at all. Ao Xinqing specialized in spiritual power, while his Sword Dao was relatively weaker. As long as you could withstand his Spiritual Attack, defeating him would be easy. Qin Feng’s spiritual power was no longer what it had been.

"Brother Qin, look at War Zone Sixteen..."

Suddenly, Huangfu cried out.

"Hm?" Qin Feng immediately looked over as well. Not just him—at this moment, many people’s gazes all turned toward the arena of Match Sixteen.

On that field, Jing Tu was an eye‑catching genius. Before the Sword Edge Conference, he’d been ranked tenth among all talents by the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion, second only to Yan Heihu. His bloody, crazed style had long been etched into many people’s minds.

He was miserably defeated by an opponent who’d only snatched the forty‑eighth Sword in Zone Sixteen!

Three swords! At the first sword, Jing Tu’s life force staggered and he reeled back, still trying to keep fighting. But the second sword had already chopped his sword in half, and the third sword hacked away half his lifebar!

The badly wounded Jing Tu immediately cried out, "I concede!"

"So strong!"

Qin Feng was stunned. Not just him—everyone watching the fight was shaken.

Jing Tu’s opponent was a man in black, holding a blood‑soaked sword. He was icy and silent, standing there with almost no sense of presence. The Heavenly Treasure Pavilion’s secret intelligence records had never mentioned him. Yet this time, in his fight for Jing Tu’s life, he revealed a terrifying edge!

"King Nie must have broken through and re‑walked the Origin Realm, otherwise he wouldn’t be this strong." Huang Fu sighed.

Qin Feng also said, "Even before breaking through, he should have been on the same level as Zhu Chouba and Ao Xinqing. Though unknown, he was in no way inferior to top experts like Gaim Ruoning and Xiang Shuangxiong."

"Brother Qin..." Huangfu Qumo suddenly looked at Qin Feng. "Your next opponent is him."

"It’s fine," Qin Feng said with a smile. "What has to come will come."