'Is this a Tri-Gu prodigy?'
Qin Xiang fell into eternal darkness with that question in mind.
Too hopeless! The battle just now was too hopeless for him.
No matter how he attacked, he could not hit Zhou Feng. The opponent seemed always to anticipate his next move.
Then, when he faced Zhou Feng's attack, he could not block it.
Through some unknown method, a wave of Demonic Qi invaded his body and then began to spread.
In the end, Prime Minister Qin did not even touch a hair on Zhou Feng's head before the battle ended.
Although there was such a huge gap, this battle didn't resemble in any way one between a Grade-5 and a Grade-8 Soul Altar cultivator.
On the contrary, it was like a Soul Altar cultivator fighting against a Qi Condensation cultivator.
Although Prime Minister Qin's battle prowess had decreased a lot because he did not have any soul artifacts and could not use any other means, the problem was that Zhou Feng did not use any soul artifacts either. He only used the Demon-Devouring Battle Art throughout the entire battle.
The more Zhou Feng used the Demon-Devouring Battle Art, the more he felt that this Demon-Devouring Battle Art was very mysterious.
Especially after all the Spiritual Qi in his body had been converted into Demonic Qi, this Demon-Devouring Battle Art could be said to be smooth when used.
It could freely change attack patterns and could simulate all kinds of natural disasters.
There were no fixed moves at all. Every move was at his will.
"A qualified battle has been completed! Endurance +1!"
"Soul collection successful!"
After winning this battle, two messages popped up on the skill panel.
The Whetstone and the passive Soul Harvesting had been triggered!
Zhou Feng's endurance had increased by a little again, and then the upper limit of his soul power had also increased by a little.
'I can break through!'
Feeling that his Soul Altar could transform at any time, Zhou Feng felt that he could forge his Grade-7 Soul Altar when he returned.
Also! The progress bar on the skill panel was full again!
He could draw out a passive skill again.
Zhou Feng felt that the short hibernation period had led to his current explosive power.
It was true that the more passive skills there were, the more obvious the impact on his strength would be.
Just like now, even though his aptitude wasn't good and he didn't cultivate any secret dao techniques, he was still nonchalant when he advanced to the Soul Altar realm.
His Soul Altar was only a mere Grade-8 one, but his strength far surpassed that of an ordinary person.
He was even comparable to some geniuses, and challenging those of a higher grade was like eating and drinking water.
Speaking of which, it seemed like he had been challenging those of a higher level all this time.
"So strong! This person…"
"He's been challenging those of a higher level all this time, yet he hasn't lost a single match? Moreover, he hasn't even used any soul artifacts!"
"Something's not right! This person's Spiritual Qi is clearly so heterogeneous, while his Soul Altar is only a Grade-8 one! Why is his battle prowess so extraordinary?"
"I don't understand it either. This kind of battle prowess is a little strange."
"…"
The onlookers who had been secretly observing from the side exclaimed in surprise when they saw Zhou Feng easily finish off Qin Xiang.
At first, when they had seen Zhou Feng, their first reaction was to question how this kind of person could enter the blessed land.
Could he be an Elder's son?
But on second thought, it was impossible!
If this were an Elder's son, he would have been strangled to death long ago.
His Spiritual Qi was heterogeneous, while his soul power was scattered. Such people were rarely seen in the blessed land.
This was because those who could enter the blessed land were basically geniuses who had been soaking in medicinal baths since they were young.
Such people couldn't experience something like heterogeneous Spiritual Qi.
At the same time, the soul power was scattered, which was even more strange. Only low-class Grade-8 Soul Altar exuded such scattered soul power.
In order to enter this blessed land, one's Soul Altar had to be at least a high-class Grade-7 one!
One had to know that apart from the Soul Altar's grade, which could nurture more soul artifacts, there was also a very important factor.
That was, the higher the grade, the purer the soul power.
The purer the soul power, the greater its impact later on.
A simple example would be two people in the Soul Altar realm. One Soul Altar was only Grade-8, while the other was a Grade-2.
The person with the Grade-8 Soul Altar realm would never be able to win against that person with the Grade-2 Soul Altar for the rest of their life.
That's right! For the rest of their life!
The gap between each grade of the Soul Altar realm was simply too great.
However, under this kind of unfavorable situation, Zhou Feng overturned these people's worldview.
After coming to the Life-Death Arena, he didn't lose a single match.
Moreover, what made people feel that something was wrong was that Zhou Feng was getting stronger and stronger. His improvement speed was a little abnormal.
In the first few matches, Zhou Feng would still be slightly injured, but even an expert like Prime Minister Qin would not be able to touch Zhou Feng in the later matches.
"Hey! Are you Zhou Feng?"
Just as Zhou Feng was about to return, a person blocked his path.
Zhou Feng looked up and saw a man looking down at him with disdain.
'He's finally here to pick a fight, eh?' Zhou Feng raised his eyebrows when he saw this.
The person who had been itching to pick a fight with him had finally arrived.
Zhou Feng didn't know how long he had been waiting for this. He didn't expect that he would have to wait for so long for someone to pick a fight with him deliberately.
Gong Qu frowned when he noticed Zhou Feng's reaction. This was not what he had expected. Why did Zhou Feng look a little excited?
Although Gong Qu felt that something was wrong, he still followed the script and directly questioned Zhou Feng, "Let me ask you! Are you pestering Eldest Senior Sister?"
Everyone knew the answer to this question. Zhou Feng could not pester Eldest Senior Sister Leng Maner at all.
Given Leng Maner's strength, other than the top few prodigies, no one dared to have any thoughts.
Gong Qu had asked this question to gain the upper hand.
In fact, Gong Qu didn't come to find trouble with Zhou Feng this time to deal with him specifically.
This was just the person behind Gong Qu swearing sovereignty, causing the other admirers of Leng Maner to cower.
Zhou Feng? Who the hell was this?
Was a mere Grade-8 Soul Altar cultivator worth it for the person behind Gong Qu to specifically target him?
Others would laugh to death if they heard this.
If it weren't for Zhou Feng entering the blessed land and having some relationship with Leng Maner, he wouldn't be even worthy of being called the chicken that was killed to warn the monkeys.
"Eldest Senior Sister? Are you talking about Leng Maner?"
Zhou Feng's expression was calm as he uttered the words 'Leng Maner' without a care.
"You! You piece of trash dared to address Eldest Senior Sister by her name!?"
Gong Qu never expected Zhou Feng to dare to address Leng Maner by her name.
One had to know that Leng Maner had countless admirers due to her status and strength.
Everyone else in the sect would address Leng Maner as Eldest Senior Sister. No one dared to address her by her name.
Once they did that, it would immediately attract the attention of many people.
"Do you really think that you could enter the blessed land with your own strength?
"To be honest, a bug like you wouldn't even be worthy of being targeted by me if it weren't for Eldest Senior Sister, you, you know?"
Gong Qu didn't hide the contempt in his heart.
This was clearly to target Zhou Feng.
At that moment, Zhou Feng felt several gazes on him.
