# Chapter 329: The Netherworld Yellow Springs
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At the Heavenly One Academy, in the third cultivation room of the central training tower in the martial arts arena, Lin Feng sat cross-legged. Surging waves of abundant heaven and earth origin energy continuously poured into his body, allowing his wounds to heal and recover steadily.
Martial cultivators all possessed extremely strong recovery abilities, and the higher one's cultivation, the more terrifying this formidable recovery power became. Upon reaching a certain realm, even severed arms could be regenerated. It was even said that Martial Emperors, whose souls were immortal, were indestructible—making death difficult to achieve.
Although Lin Feng's injuries were not light, his physique had been improved when he stepped into the Unity of Heaven and Man realm. His physical body was more perfect, and his recovery ability was extremely strong. In just one day, the heaven and earth origin energy had cleansed his wounds, and they had already healed. Moreover, this battle had consumed him greatly. After the origin energy healed his wounds, his body also frantically devoured heaven and earth origin energy, improving bit by bit.
At this moment, Lin Feng sat there, enveloped in a cluster of dazzling white radiance that covered his entire body. This white light was extremely brilliant—it was origin energy condensed into true essence.
Currently, Lin Feng was completing the transformation from origin energy to true essence. Once true essence permeated his entire body, he would abandon the Pure Origin Technique and switch to a more powerful cultivation method, allowing him to break through from the Spirit Martial Realm into the Mysterious Martial Realm in one go.
The Mysterious Martial Realm was getting closer and closer...
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In the cultivation room one floor above Lin Feng, heaven and earth origin energy rolled and surged. The cultivation room slowly opened, and a figure stepped out from within. This person was none other than Qiong Biluo.
Directly striding through the void, supporting his body with the power of true essence, Qiong Biluo's proud eyes swept across the crowd.
At this moment, the martial arts arena was already filled with people. Today was the day he had challenged Du Bi and the others.
"Qiong Biluo is still so confident. Is he really that certain he can defeat Du Bi?"
The crowd looked up at the figure in the sky, thinking to themselves. Qiong Biluo's gaze was sharp, radiating battle intent and lofty pride, as if today he would make a name for himself and truly become the number one disciple of Heavenly One Academy.
"Du Bi, where are you?"
Qiong Biluo spoke indifferently. Rolling sound waves continuously spread outward, echoing through the space, enveloping the entire Heavenly One Academy.
The space fell silent for a moment. In the distance, a terrifying blade intent soared into the sky. In the void above, an enormous illusory blade light appeared, as if it wanted to split the heavens.
Then, the crowd saw within the shadow of that giant blade, a figure appeared—a solitary figure, a one-armed man, his gaze sharp, his body like a blade.
Taking a step forward, Du Bi strode through the void toward the martial arts arena. That enormous illusory blade moved with his body as well—man and blade seemed on the verge of merging into one.
The crowd standing below could clearly feel that terrifying blade intent, domineering and boundless.
"It seems this battle will definitely be very exciting."
Expectation filled the eyes of the crowd. Qiong Biluo, confident and arrogant; Du Bi, fierce and domineering—this battle was sure to be a life-and-death struggle.
When narrow paths cross, who would become the true number one of Heavenly One Academy?
Would this glory belong to Qiong Biluo, or to Du Bi?
"Du Bi, after today, the title of number one disciple of Heavenly One Academy will no longer be yours." Qiong Biluo looked at Du Bi, who came riding the blade, and said coldly, still so confident.
"Whether it belongs to me or not is not decided by words. Today, as long as you can defeat me, the title of Heavenly One Academy is yours. Of course, you won't have any hope." Du Bi also spoke, domineering and unparalleled. He had always been the number one disciple of Heavenly One Academy—how could he give up this glory? To him, that would be a disgrace.
"Today, I will not only defeat you. Wen Aoxue, Dugu Shang, or Lin Feng—I will fight them all. I will tell everyone who the number one person of Heavenly One Academy is."
"No need for so much trouble. Dugu Shang couldn't even block one move from Lin Feng back in the day—he's not worthy to be mentioned alongside you and me. Wen Aoxue's strength is not weak, but she's still at the Ninth Layer of Spirit Martial Realm, inferior to us. The one who can truly pose a threat to us is Lin Feng. However, yesterday I clashed with him once. He could block one of my strikes, and his cultivation is not bad, but that was just one strike. So, as long as you defeat me, there's no need for further battles."
Du Bi spoke arrogantly, extremely proud. In his view, none of those three could compare to him. Although Lin Feng was decent, he was still no match.
Hearing Du Bi's words, the crowd below focused their gazes. That's right—back when Lin Feng left Yangzhou City, he could defeat Dugu Shang in one move. Although much time had passed, Dugu Shang was probably still no match for Lin Feng. Moreover, from Du Bi's words, they could tell that Lin Feng was the one Du Bi regarded most highly. But even so, Lin Feng could only block one strike from Du Bi.
One strike—that was all.
As long as Qiong Biluo defeated Du Bi, he would have defeated everyone. The others wouldn't even need to fight, and he would directly become the number one person of Heavenly One Academy, enjoying supreme glory.
"Very well, that saves me time." Qiong Biluo sneered and said, "Du Bi, let's fight!"
"Fight! Fight! Fight!" Du Bi roared angrily. Blade light flickered, and in the void, endless blade intent appeared.
A massive martial soul blade appeared behind Du Bi. The martial soul blade tilted forward, merging with the enormous blade in the void. Blade momentum soared to the heavens. A blade intent writhed in the void, charging toward Qiong Biluo. The man had not moved, but the intent moved first.
"Terrifying combat power." The crowd's hearts trembled. Du Bi, as the long-standing number one of Heavenly One Academy, lived up to his reputation. Especially after stepping into the Mysterious Martial Realm, he was incredibly strong.
"Blade intent—no matter how strong, so what?"
Qiong Biluo sneered. His martial soul also appeared behind him—Netherworld Silk Rain, Exhausting the Netherworld.
This silk rain slowly spread out, enveloping the area around Qiong Biluo's body. In the clear sky around Qiong Biluo, it seemed as if silk rain was continuously falling, yet it never touched the ground.
That writhing blade intent arrived at the silk rain space, pierced into it, and then turned into a ripple of rain, dissipating into nothingness.
"What kind of technique is this? It seems Qiong Biluo's martial soul is indeed very extraordinary."
The crowd's hearts trembled at this sight. Qiong Biluo hadn't even moved, and the blade intent had already seeped into the silk rain, turning into nothingness.
"Just a clever trick." Du Bi sneered. The void split open, and his single arm slowly raised. Blade intent and the martial soul blade all converged onto his single arm. At this moment, his arm transformed into a giant blade—a heaven-and-earth-destroying giant blade.
Striding through the void, space howled. Du Bi was like a blade, charging toward Qiong Biluo. At the same time, the giant blade formed by his arm slowly descended.
"Netherworld Silk Rain!"
Qiong Biluo shouted softly. The martial soul's Netherworld Rain actually flowed upward, scattering into the air like fountain spray, making a splashing sound.
The domineering giant blade struck the silk rain but was blocked by an invisible force, advancing only slowly. That endless Netherworld Silk Rain seemed to possess a powerful binding force, trapping the giant blade that had invaded the silk rain.
At the same time, Qiong Biluo stepped forward and spat out another cold shout: "Netherworld Yellow Springs!"
As his words fell, a stream of Netherworld Silk Rain descended from the sky, appearing directly above Du Bi, enveloping his body.
Du Bi's body was now also within the silk rain curtain.
His eyes contracted, Du Bi's body transformed into a blade, rushing out with a howl. But when he touched the silk rain threads, his body suddenly stiffened.
His body was bound. This Netherworld Silk Rain was like a rain prison.
"Yellow Springs Silk Rain—kill!"
Du Bi coldly spat out a word. As the word "kill" fell, the silk rain twisted and strangled toward the trapped Du Bi. At this moment, the silk rain was no longer rain but sharp blades and swords, emitting a whistling sound.
"Slash..."
Du Bi's expression changed drastically. He roared angrily, and endless blade light burst forth from his entire body. Dazzling blade light was blinding, and the space around him was filled with nothing but endless radiance—it was impossible to see what was happening.
But just a moment later, Du Bi's figure reappeared. However, at this moment, Du Bi was half-kneeling in the void, his chest heaving. Blood continuously dripped from his body to the ground. His entire body was covered in blood!
"So terrifying!"
The crowd's hearts trembled violently. The Netherworld martial soul was incredibly powerful. Du Bi was no match at all.
Qiong Biluo was the true number one of Heavenly One Academy.