### Chapter 427: The Battle of Madness
Whoa!
This Li Yifeng is just too strong!
Even though the Six Harmonies Sword Qi hit him, Yun Zhonghe knew that the seemingly horrifying injuries were mere scratches to Li Yifeng—like a mosquito bite compared to a rhino charge. No big deal!
The scars crisscrossing Li Yifeng’s chest were graphic enough to scare anyone, but honestly, he hadn’t even lost a drop of blood. Just a little skin irritation, nothing too fancy.
Not only did Li Yifeng not show any signs of being worn down, he quickly summoned his spiritual energy to force out the residual sword qi from his wounds, as if he were peeling an onion—clean and efficient, completely halting that irritating continuous damage.
He had practically unraveled the secrets of the Six Harmonies Sword Qi in no time.
Yun Zhonghe couldn’t help but twitch his mouth, feeling a mixture of shock and excitement surging in him.
He was shocked because Li Yifeng’s strength far exceeded his expectations, and excited because he felt an unprecedented battle fever—the thrill of fighting against a formidable opponent was intoxicatingly exhilarating!
But Yun Zhonghe also knew he couldn’t drag this out. Despite their seemingly equal exchanges, both their spiritual and physical energy were depleting rapidly. If this fight dragged on too long, he would struggle to maintain such an intense confrontation.
Li Yifeng was in a similar situation. He wanted to wrap things up quickly because he couldn’t let Mu Jixue and the others finish off his teammates. If it turned into a four-on-one situation, even a powerhouse like him would be in a tight spot, and the odds might tip in favor of Yun Zhonghe.
As they exchanged piercing glances again, their eyes intensified with focus.
Spiritual energy surged within them like a raging river, and both expertly harnessed this colossal force to their outer bodies. They sealed their wounds, and blood instantly coagulated, no longer dripping.
“Fight!”
“Kill!”
Their battle cries rang out with clanging power, thickening the air like a storm brewing in the mountains. Then, as if some invisible force had shattered the tension, they dove back into combat like tigers released from their cages!
This time, their attacks were fiercer than before. What had been warm-up moves were now the real deal!
“Four Thousand Waves Roar!”
Li Yifeng aimed to eliminate Yun Zhonghe rapidly. He unleashed his massive sword, bursting with murderous intent, as spiritual energy surged around it like cascading waves. Each wave held destructive power, reminiscent of a tsunami.
This time, the waves were denser and more violently crashing, like thousands of charging cavalry ready to flatten anything in their path.
While both were stacking attacks, the scale tipped differently. Li Yifeng focused on quantity; his individual strikes might not have ramped up much, but the sheer number created a sea of waves—the equivalent of thousands of strikes crashing down. It was overwhelming!
For anyone else, facing such a relentless barrage would be practically impossible; a single wave crashing would likely knock them out cold.
Yun Zhonghe was like: !!!
His eyes bulged as he focused intensely, capturing every subtle fluctuation in the oncoming assault.
The Six Harmonies Sword Qi enveloped his Xue Yunjian, and with a flick of his wrist, he quickly unraveled the wave assault. His form flickered like a dragon, and with an outstretched hand, he unleashed a powerful sonic wave that erupted like thunder, deafening anyone nearby. Not just powerful, it was laced with a strange resonance that could mess with one’s mind, sweeping toward Li Yifeng.
With a fierce shout, Li Yifeng responded, unleashing what seemed to be a sonic technique of his own.
The two sound waves collided, sending shockwaves through the secret realm!
Li Yifeng’s technique clearly outmatched Yun Zhonghe’s, leaving the latter feeling disoriented. His eardrums quaked, flashes of red flickered in his vision—he was definitely experiencing some earbleeds!
But he shook off the pain. As Li Yifeng unleashed his sound wave technique, Yun Zhonghe broke through the layered waves of attacks. The Six Harmonies Sword Qi coalesced around him like six enraged dragons, charging towards Li Yifeng with world-ending force!
“Bring it on!”
Li Yifeng gripped his massive Haotian Heavy Sword, his spiritual energy bubbling like molten lava. With a surge of power, he expanded in size, resembling a war god descending upon the battlefield!
He launched himself into the air, barreling straight for Yun Zhonghe.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The Six Harmonies Sword Qi clashed violently with Li Yifeng’s body. Each impact sounded like a small bomb exploding—his robe was torn apart, skin cracked and bleeding, turning his battle attire crimson.
Yet Li Yifeng seemed oblivious to any pain; his expression was as solid as iron, with only the thirst for victory gleaming in his eyes.
He didn’t even bother to defend against Yun Zhonghe’s attacks; instead, he shrugged off the pain and closed in with lightning speed, intent on one thing—chop him down!
The giant sword came crashing down. Yun Zhonghe hastily retreated, but upon seeing Li Yifeng’s furious shout, spiritual energy surged again, summoning five thousand waves to completely block his escape.
Each wave contained Li Yifeng’s entire power and will; they surged like an unstoppable stampede, and even Yun Zhonghe couldn’t react in time.
Too many attacks! Too dense!
“Fight!”
At that moment, Li Yifeng’s Haotian Heavy Sword gleamed, his combat spirit burning like a roaring fire. The pressure was so immense it made the air around them tremble.
The power soared to unprecedented heights, forcing Yun Zhonghe to unleash the half-formed Spiritual Spike he had been simmering.
He knew what Li Yifeng was plotting; he must’ve been trying to suppress him with the Spiritual Spike—a potent attack meant to knock him out instantly.
Li Yifeng’s instincts were sharp; he deciphered Yun Zhonghe’s intentions and wouldn’t let him get the chance to strike.
He upped the ante, cornering Yun Zhonghe until he had no choice but to act prematurely.
Thinking he could hold back his trump card? Not a chance!
Yun Zhonghe gritted his teeth, indeed trying to channel a more powerful Spiritual Spike.
It was as thick as a nail, but he aimed to condense a hammer of spiritual force instead… yes, crush his Sea of Consciousness with one mighty blow!
But there was no time for further contemplation because Li Yifeng’s massive sword was already descending upon him.
“Get back!”
Li Yifeng roared with insanity.
“Let’s battle!”
Without a second thought, Yun Zhonghe screamed as he released the half-formed Spiritual Spike like a lightning bolt, straight into Li Yifeng’s Sea of Consciousness.
It was only as thick as a nail, but it slammed in with even more force!
With the second level of the Observation Heart Technique, Yun Zhonghe’s spiritual strength matched that of an intermediate cultivator!
As the Spiritual Spike struck, Li Yifeng’s eyebrows shot up in fierce surprise, blood streaming from his nose.
