"Spiritual artifact! Is this a spiritual artifact!?"
Gong Wen's voice couldn't help but become high-pitched after feeling the pressure that belonged solely to spiritual artifacts.
A terrifying pressure seemed to directly bring about heaven and earth's power.
This kind of pressure that seemed to descend from heaven and earth could only be unleashed by a spiritual artifact.
Why were spiritual artifacts so rare? This was because spiritual artifacts represented a certain level of law.
Once activated, they could directly trigger the power of heaven and earth.
Just like Zhou Feng activating the Purple Jade Bell, the invisible suppressive force was like the waves of the ocean, boundless.
Gong Wen was unable to move under this suppressive force.
A terrifying bell sound echoed in Gong Wen's ears. The vibration of space caused pain and agony to Gong Wen.
"Y-You…"
At that moment, Gong Wen felt as if his body had been completely crushed.
His bones had almost completely shattered, and he didn't have the chance to use any life-saving treasures.
Even the Heaven's Secret Mirror in his arms couldn't resist this power and shattered.
This was a true monster! A true monster!
He was actually able to gain the favor of a spiritual weapon! He could even activate the spiritual weapon, causing it to unleash its full power.
'A huge threat! This is definitely a huge threat to the Young Master!'
Various emotions continuously surfaced on Gong Wen's face.
He regretted it!
When he had ambushed Zhou Feng, it should have been the time when he had the greatest chance.
Unfortunately, Gong Wen hadn't grasped it well. That seemingly fatal blow had only caused Zhou Feng to suffer some injuries.
He should have exchanged his life for Zhou Feng's, preventing Zhou Feng from having the chance to use this spiritual artifact.
But it was all too late. Who would have thought that Zhou Feng possessed a spiritual artifact?
As long as Zhou Feng wanted to escape with the spiritual artifact's assistance, not many people in the sect would be able to stop him.
Unless the Elders and Sect Leader made a move.
Unfortunately, the Elders weren't in the sect.
Zhou Feng didn't give Gong Wen the slightest chance to struggle. All the Demonic Qi in his body crazily poured into the Purple Jade Bell.
The Purple Jade Bell was no different than a vampire now that it had transformed. Even though Zhou Feng had used all his strength to bleed from his seven orifices, he still could not unleash its full power.
Even so, Gong Wen was crushed into a pile of meat paste.
The cracking sound of bones breaking echoed continuously.
'I have to leave quickly!'
Zhou Feng's face was pale at this time, and it had become a lot thinner.
To be honest, activating the Purple Jade Bell required too much Spiritual Qi or Demonic Qi.
His Spiritual Qi reserves were vast, yet he was almost sucked dry after using it for a short while.
Fortunately, the endurance provided by the passive Whetstone was working. His Spiritual Qi and Blood Qi were recovering.
The Demon-Devouring Gu was also trying its best to absorb the wandering Spiritual Qi in the world to help him recover quickly.
He could now clearly feel a group of people rushing toward him.
The huge commotion had alarmed the people of the Tri-Gu Sect.
It was different from before.
At present, the Tri-Gu Sect had specially formed small teams.
A Soul Altar cultivator led each team, and the team members were all old disciples.
Their battle experience was rich, and they cooperated smoothly.
Although Zhou Feng wasn't afraid of encountering such a small team, he would definitely be delayed.
And once he was delayed, what would greet him would be a sea of people.
Therefore, he didn't even touch the corpse and fled the scene.
Anyway, relying on his abnormally strong senses, Zhou Feng had no problem playing hide-and-seek with these people.
Not to mention that he had a passive Nature Affinity. In the mountain forest, he automatically had a layer of protection.
Zhou Feng had just left when a large group of Tri-Gu disciples rushed to the battle's location.
"What… What kind of battle happened?"
"This… Did a Purple Mansion Elder make a move?"
"…"
When these people saw the scene in front of them, they were shocked. It was a jaw-dropping sight—the originally dense mountain forest had become flat ground.
Everything around them seemed to have been flattened by a large hand. There was even a pile of meat paste in the middle.
Was this something that a Soul Altar cultivator could perform?
After that, these people confirmed who that pile of meat paste was.
"This is Gong Wen, a Grade-1 Soul Altar Dao Protector! And…"
"Since Gong Jiu is involved and many people are present, issue a gag order!"
"…"
In the end, most people only learned that Zhou Feng had once again fought and smashed a Grade-1 Soul Altar cultivator into minced meat.
When this piece of news was released, Zhou Feng's reputation in the sect became even more terrifying.
For a time, it was unknown how many people didn't put in any effort and only wanted to wait for the Elders to return.
They would let the Elders deal with Zhou Feng.
Naturally, the news of Gong Wen's death also spread to the blessed land.
"I underestimated this person!"
Gong Wen's death infuriated Gong Jiu, and an icy cold aura spread all over his body.
A one-time use spiritual artifact from a side sect and a Grade-1 Soul Altar Dao Protector, such a loss was really too heavy.
"Is this a variable? Is this the will of the heavens?"
Gong Jiu thought that he had already investigated Zhou Feng to a great extent. To think that such a bumpkin who had risen from the grass was actually so powerful.
He had thought highly of Zhou Feng before, but he had underestimated Zhou Feng in reality.
Now, everyone in the blessed land knew about this matter.
His competitors were now waiting for him to make his next move and see how he would deal with this matter.
If he didn't handle it well, the Sect Leader's position might not be possible anymore!
"It's actually like this! Then I'll make my move personally!"
Gong Jiu's face was filled with killing intent. If he could calm this matter down, he would have to do it himself.
By killing Zhou Feng, not only would he be able to recover his lost reputation but also raise it to another level.
…
Zhou Feng wandered around like a ghost in the silent forest.
Suddenly, he felt a familiar aura.
'This cold feeling…'
This time, Zhou Feng did not leave early. Instead, he stood quietly on the spot.
After a dozen breaths, a graceful figure slowly floated in front of Zhou Feng.
Leng Maner!
That's right! This person was Leng Maner, who had let him enter the blessed land.
After not seeing her for a while, Leng Maner was still dressed in white. A jade belt was tied around her waist, showing off her slender and graceful figure.
That cold temperament always gave people a sense of being nonchalant.
'Grade-1 of the Soul Altar realm…'
After Leng Maner felt Zhou Feng's current cultivation, her expression changed slightly, as if she was a little surprised.
It seemed that the last time she had seen Zhou Feng, he was only a Grade-9 or Grade-8 Soul Altar cultivator.
At that time, the strength of the two sides was not on the same level at all.
Leng Maner felt that she could directly crush Zhou Feng with one finger at that time.
But when they met again, Zhou Feng's cultivation had already risen to the Grade-1 of the Soul Altar realm.
At the same time, Leng Maner felt a sense of threat.. If it weren't for the fact that Leng Maner was used to being cold and aloof on a daily basis, she would probably have revealed a surprised expression due to his growth rate.