Urban God of War: The Live-in Son-in-law

Though it seemed late, everything happened quickly; the dense, layered Wind Dispelling Palm Shadow crashed down like a torrential wave, instantly breaking through Zhang Wenyuan's defense and sending him flying with a loud bang.

"I told you, even if you've cultivated the Ancient Era's Technique of Fivefold Reincarnation, thinking you can contend against me with merely the Four Turns, you're vastly overestimating your own abilities!" The youth in white held a wine gourd, a mocking smile playing across his face.

Zhang Wenyuan staggered to his feet from the ground, biting his teeth. This was the second time he had been knocked down, but he was not yet defeated.

"As expected of an Ancient Daoist Cultivator, your Qi Force...oh no, it shouldn't be called Qi Force, but rather, Spirit Essence, is more appropriate. Your Spirit Essence is indeed formidable!" Zhang Wenyuan couldn't help but snort coldly.

The youth in white was taken aback for a moment before laughing coldly, "I didn't expect you to know about the Ancient Daoist Cultivators, let alone Spirit Essence. It seems you're not as ignorant as you appear."

Zhang Wenyuan snorted, "Since your Spirit Essence is so powerful, let's see how you fare with other things!"

As his words fell, Zhang Wenyuan's hands swiftly formed Seal Formations. Strangely enough, his aura suddenly retracted and was no longer as violent and unrestrained as before, and in the next moment, his glabella and both eyes suddenly lit up with beams of yellow light.

"This is..." Ye Feng instantly understood upon seeing this, Zhang Wenyuan had activated his Divine Path Object. In fact, after the fifth turn, each Reincarnation Wheel was a forced descent from the Divine Path Realm, which allowed him to successfully condense five of his own Divine Path Objects.

However, up to now, Ye Feng was not entirely clear about the specific nature of Zhang Wenyuan's five Divine Path Objects, but he knew one of them well because he had seen Zhang Wenyuan use it before in Fallen Dragon Valley. This Divine Path Object was special; it did not affect the flesh body but targeted the soul, specifically the Martial Artist's Divine Soul.

Accompanied by a streak of yellow Qi, it silently entered the body of the youth in white.

In the next moment, the youth's eyes began to look dazed, his body even staggering a bit, and he seemed to be in a state of confusion.

Boss Cao Yi couldn't help but exclaim in shock, "No way, could it be that simple? If that's the case, then this white-clad youth from the so-called Four Great Ancient Clans doesn't seem to be all that strong!"

Shi Yehong followed up, "Hard to say, Zhang Wenyuan is actually not weak, and his Divine Path Object is quite special. It targets the Divine Soul specifically, which is incredibly difficult to guard against. If someone were unaware before the fight, even I might fall for his tactic!" Find your next read on My Virtual Library Empire

Ye Feng, however, shook his head and sighed, "No, the youth in white has not fallen for it, his Divine Soul has not been affected."

"How can you tell? Ye Feng, how did you discern that when we couldn't? After all, this involves the Divine Soul, which can't be seen by the naked eye on the surface," Boss Cao Yi was very surprised.

"Just wait and see, you'll know," Ye Feng said with a faint smile, as he wasn't about to reveal that it was all thanks to the special nature of the Divine Path Heavenly Edict that allowed his Divine Sense an exceptional sensitivity.

Zhang Wenyuan suddenly smiled, his expression likely showing he thought he had succeeded as he revealed a look of pride. He couldn't help but scoff to himself, "I thought you had immense strength. Now it appears you're nothing but a pillow embroidered with flowers!"

"Next, you're finished!" Having said that, Zhang Wenyuan's other hand swept out, and instantly a blade appeared before him, a black blade. It did not seem very large, yet it was filled with violent, malevolent energy.

"This too is his Divine Path Object!" Ye Feng inwardly sighed upon seeing this.

Suddenly, with a swish, the black blade permeated with boundless malevolent energy tore through the air towards the youth in white.

At this moment, the youth still appeared to have a befuddled gaze, as if in a daze, standing in place, seemingly unable to notice the black blade flying towards him.

The spectators outside the arena let out cries of shock, and some of the more faint-hearted had already closed their eyes, unable to watch any longer, since if things went as they seemed, the youth would surely lose his head.

In the meantime, even the two elders from Utility Pavilion on the highest viewing platform, Zhuge Wuming and Tang Bai, had stood up in alarm, staring anxiously at the arena. According to the rules of the competition, if a participant didn't surrender or lacked the ability to continue fighting, no one else was allowed to intervene, or else they would be disqualified and eliminated.

So although the elders were worried, they still did not intervene, especially since the youth was from the mysterious Four Great Ancient Clans; he couldn't simply be defeated like this, could he?

Just when almost everyone thought the youth was about to lose his head, he suddenly moved, his fingers extending like lightning, and the black blade with its malevolent energy was clamped firmly between his right index and middle fingers.

"This..." Now it was Zhang Wenyuan's turn to be stunned. He stared wide-eyed at the other person, disbelief spreading across his face, "How is this possible? Your consciousness, your Divine Soul, it wasn't affected at all, how could this be!"

The young man in white lifted the corners of his mouth slightly and sneered, "To think that a mere minor interference technique against the Divine Sense could affect me, you are indeed overestimating yourself. Of course, it would be a different story if you possessed one of those Soul Techniques from ancient legend.

Unfortunately for someone as insignificant as you, chances of coming into contact with such things are zero!"

At this point, the young man in white suddenly formed a strange, ancient Dharma Seal with one hand, while his lips murmured softly, "Heaven and Earth have a way, return to purity!"

Just eight simple words, and then the strand of earthy-yellow Qi Force that had shot out from Zhang Wenyuan and entered the young man's body was forced out. With a wave of the young man's sleeve, the Qi Force dissipated like smoke.

Zhang Wenyuan was utterly desperate. Initially, his flesh body wasn't a match for his opponent, and he had thought by using his extremely special and mysterious consciousness, his Divine Soul, that interfered with a Divine Path Object, would defeat the other party. Yet, who could have expected that his most powerful reliance would seem like nothing but a joke to the other?

However, Zhang Wenyuan still hadn't conceded. It seemed that the words 'give up' did not exist in his life's dictionary, unless he was beaten to the ground. His aura sank, his hands forming a Dharma Seal, and then an extremely violent aura burst forth from his body.

Five Turns, he had actually unleashed up to Five Turns!

At this moment, the various Sect Leaders from the Utility Pavilion were visibly shocked. Second Sect Leader Shi Yehong couldn't help but exclaim, "I hadn't expected this fellow to have cultivated to Five Turns, reaching such a level at such a young age. No wonder he dared to challenge the young man in white."

Boss Cao Yi also lamented, "With such Talent Potential, if he continues to grow, one of those two seats at the Utility Pavilion will surely be his!"

The two seats he referred to, of course, were those occupied by the two elderly figures, the highest positions in Xuanyuan Nation within the Mortal World.

Ye Feng, though, was secretly shaking his head, "Five Turns is just the beginning; in other words, it's only the threshold to enter that realm. The road ahead is still long, and the young man from one of the Four Great Ancient Clans has already traveled quite a distance."

This was the gap. Although Shi Yehong and Boss Cao Yi did not fully understand, they did comprehend the seriousness of the matter. Boss Cao Yi couldn't help but ask, "Ye Feng, are you saying that even with Five Turns activated, Zhang Wenyuan still isn't a match for the young man in white?"

Ye Feng shook his head and sighed, "He can't win. That is, unless he reaches Six Turns and, with some luck, consolidates a powerful Divine Path Object. Maybe then he might have the strength to contend!"

Only after reaching Five Turns did Zhang Wenyuan begin to gradually refine the quality of his Qi Force in order to transform it into Spirit Essence. However, the young man from one of the Four Great Ancient Clans was already cultivating in a state of high-quality Half-Spirit Transformation.

Of course, Ye Feng was on a similar path but a bit further ahead than Zhang Wenyuan, and slightly behind the young man in white. Luckily, he had other means to make up for the gap between him and the young man, an advantage Zhang Wenyuan lacked.

"I've told you already, bringing out mere Five Turns is only going to embarrass you. Since it's like this, I will now use my true strength and crush you in one fell swoop, so you can fully taste despair!"

With a cold snort from the young man in white, he tossed his Wine Gourd into the air, and to everyone's astonishment, this palm-sized Wine Gourd suddenly radiated dazzling light and expanded rapidly.

"This is... this is a legendary Magic Artifact!" The eleven elders on the main stage cried out in surprise at this moment, shock apparent on everyone's faces.

A Magic Artifact was undoubtedly a level above a Treasure Weapon. Of course, the eleven elders on the highest stage had their Magic Artifacts too, but as they cultivated Qi Force, they could manage their weapons with ease. However, controlling Magic Artifacts, the Qi Force within their bodies might seem somewhat inadequate, nothing like the young man in white who handled it with such ease.

The Wine Gourd kept expanding, then shot towards Zhang Wenyuan, suppressing him from above.

Zhang Wenyuan clenched his teeth and fisted, punching upward. With a thunderous boom, his Fist Edge struck the shimmering Wine Gourd, yet it remained unmovable.

In contrast, Zhang Wenyuan was shaken continuously backward by the fearsome impact of the Wine Gourd.

As the Wine Gourd still furiously spun towards Zhang Wenyuan, to everyone's surprise, Zhang Wenyuan suddenly raised both hands and said briskly and decisively, "I concede, I concede!"

Since he had confidently conceded, according to the rules of the Martial Dao tournament, the opponent must not attack any longer, or they would be disqualified. Therefore, although the young man in white was gritting his teeth in frustration, he had to halt his action and promptly restrained his formidable Wine Gourd.

It was then that the crowd realized that his Wine Gourd wasn't just for drinking—it was an extremely powerful Magic Treasure!