"Tick-tick-tick-"
The scene seemed to have stopped there, with only one person standing there, holding an extremely condensed sword light in his hand, which he inserted into the center of another person's eyebrows.
"It was stabbed—" There were sounds of inhalations all around.
They could never have imagined that Zuo Lengchan, who had just been so domineering, would suddenly become the target of counterattack.
Sanxian is different from ordinary cultivators. If an ordinary cultivator's body is damaged, he can still survive if he escapes from the Nascent Soul in time. He can still continue in the world of cultivation by taking over another's body or becoming a Sanxian cultivator. However, Sanxian is a different kind of creature that is a Nascent Soul cultivator. His body is actually the Nascent Soul itself. Therefore, if a Sanxian's body is damaged, it can no longer be repaired. If he dies, he dies, and there is no chance of survival.
Being stabbed in the forehead by Chen Feng, Zuo Lengchan had no chance of survival.
As expected, Zuo Lengchan's eyes were closed, and his body slowly fell to the ground, without a trace of life.
"Zuo Lengchan is dead!"
"A calamity-free immortal, actually died!"
Voices of disbelief continued to ring out, and countless cultivators looked at Chen Feng with awe in their eyes.
At this moment, Chen Feng stood upright beside Zuo Lengchan's body, his eyes deep. His breath was weak, his whole body was sore, and his feet were as soft as if he was stepping on cotton candy.
However, he still stood like a pine tree. If he showed any sign of weakness at this moment, the monks from various peaks present would rush forward and cut him into pieces.
The world of cultivation has always been a world where the strong prey on the weak.
Therefore, Chen Feng must not show any weakness at this moment. No one can tell Chen Feng's current condition with the naked eye. Unless someone uses mental power to detect Chen Feng's physical condition. But, who dares to do this now
Suddenly, Chen Feng raised his head, and with deep eyes, he slowly scanned the monks from various peaks around him, and then slowly said: "Everyone, this person was killed by me, and his things belong to me. Do you have any objections?"
"Master Chen, you are joking. Since you were the one who killed him, his belongings should be taken by you." The masters of each peak said with a smile.
"Then I won't be polite." Chen Feng bent down and took off the storage ring on Zuo Lengchan's hand like lightning, then picked up the other's flying sword again and put it into the Tiandan Immortal Mansion.
"It seems that Chen Feng still has some fighting power. Otherwise, he would never dare to touch these spoils." The peak masters thought about it, but they didn't know that they were being too smart. This was just an illusion deliberately created by Chen Feng.
After collecting the things from Zuo Lengchan, Chen Feng raised his head again and said quietly, "Everyone, is there anything else?"
Everyone's faces froze, knowing that Chen Feng had ordered them to leave. They all laughed awkwardly and said, "Since Master Chen Feng has something to do, we will take our leave."
As they were talking, many monks in fluttering clothes stood up and flew towards their respective peaks.
"Master Li Rui!" Suddenly, a gentle voice made Li Rui, who was about to leave, pause slightly. He turned around and saw Chen Feng looking at him with a smile.
"Master Chen Feng, what's the matter?" Li Rui's heart moved, but he asked in confusion.
"Thank you, Master Li Feng, for your help today. After I have dealt with the matters at Bizhu Peak, Master Li Feng can lead ten disciples to come to the Spirit Liquid Spring to practice." Chen Feng said with a laugh.
The peak masters who had not yet left all looked at Li Rui with mixed feelings, full of envy and jealousy. If they had been as courageous as Li Rui and helped Chen Feng, they would probably be able to receive Chen Feng's favor now.
Li Rui showed excitement on his face: "Haha, thank you very much, Master Chen Feng. I will take my leave now and go back to select disciples to come to Bizhu Peak for training." As he spoke, Li Rui clasped his fists towards Chen Feng and flew away.
If these ten places are utilized well, they will definitely strengthen his Tiandu Peak lineage.
Soon, all the monks from the various peaks left, and the Green Bamboo Peak regained its tranquility. However, today's battle destroyed a lot of vegetation on the Green Bamboo Peak, and it might take several years to restore it to its original lush greenery.
"Meng Shan, reopen the mountain protection formation!" Chen Feng said, and then he sat down on the ground, breathing heavily.
Seeing Chen Feng's appearance, everyone was shocked, and only then did they understand how much pressure Chen Feng had been under. Suddenly, Chen Feng's status in everyone's heart rose, and everyone looked at Chen Feng with a look of submission.
Chen Feng naturally did not notice this change in attitude. At this moment, he was sitting next to the spiritual fluid spring, absorbing the rich spiritual energy in big gulps to replenish his empty body.
This sitting lasted for three days.
Three days later, Chen Feng opened his eyes and felt refreshed. With the dual supplement of Ghost Crystal and Spiritual Fluid Spring, three days not only restored Chen Feng's cultivation, but also made his cultivation stronger. Chen Feng vaguely felt that it would not be long before he could break through the threshold of the Mahayana stage and enter the Mahayana stage.
The moment Chen Feng opened his eyes, more than a dozen figures quickly surrounded him.
"Chen Feng... Peak Master, you're awake." Chen Huaqing asked with concern. The others also looked at Chen Feng quietly, their eyes full of concern.
Seeing everyone's concerned eyes, Chen Feng's heart was warmed. He smiled at everyone and said softly: "It's okay, I've recovered."
As he spoke, Chen Feng stood up. His slender figure looked so majestic in the eyes of everyone.
"Congratulations to the Peak Master for his recovery!" Everyone was overjoyed and congratulated him.
Chen Feng sighed in his heart. After taking over as the peak master, his relationship with everyone was still very good, but there was always a shadow of class. However, this was the rule of this world itself, so Chen Feng just let it go.
"You guys, it looks like you haven't had any rest in the past three days." Chen Feng looked at the dozen or so disciples of the Green Bamboo Peak in front of him and said in a slightly reproachful tone: "Now, do you understand your shortcomings?"
Everyone lowered their heads in shame: "We are not strong enough and have brought shame to Bizhu Peak."
“If you are not strong enough, you will be bullied by outsiders. Think about it, if our Bizhu Peak is extremely powerful, and each of you has reached the level of being able to resist the immortals, even if Chang Ling leaves, will outsiders dare to bully our Bizhu Peak?” Chen Feng’s tone was dim, and everyone immediately fell into deep thought.
"Of course we dare not!" Everyone gnashed their teeth and shouted, but there was a hint of helplessness in their eyes. This is how it is with the outer sect. The more powerful the peak, the more resources it gets. If it weren't for Chang Ling, peaks like Bizhu Peak would have been occupied by outsiders long ago. Even if Chang Ling was in charge, the resources she could get for everyone were limited. This is one of the reasons why the cultivation of Bizhu Peak disciples is generally not high.
"Now you have a chance to greatly increase your strength, but the price to pay for such an opportunity is extremely painful. Are you willing to bear it?" Chen Feng's eyes were as sharp as lightning, looking deeply at the dozen people in front of him.