The thought of leaving the Tri-Gu Sect had been in Zhou Feng's mind for a long time, but he had never been able to do so because of various reasons.
Previously, he had chosen to stay because he wanted to obtain information about breaking through to the Purple Mansion realm.
Now, he had already obtained information about breaking through to the Purple Mansion realm, so there was nothing that Zhou Feng would miss.
The only problem was, how could he avoid the detection of the sect's grand formation?
The sect's grand formation covered the entire Mount Gu, so if anyone wanted to leave the sect… they would basically trigger the grand formation.
That was unless they could get a token or something and leave the sect under another name.
Unfortunately, Zhou Feng was being watched by countless people right now, so it wouldn't be so easy to sneak away.
"Sorry for the trouble!"
Zhou Feng didn't know what to do next. He seemed to have walked into a dead end.
"He's here!? That's Zhou Feng?"
"Eldest Senior Sister chose him? He doesn't look so good."
"That's Zhou Feng?"
"…"
As soon as Zhou Feng walked to the Life-Death Arena, someone recognized him.
To be honest, compared to Ye Zai and Gong Jiu, Zhou Feng looked a little ordinary.
From afar, he looked a little wooden. He looked a little sloppy because he didn't take care of himself.
There were still some bloodstains on his body. How could such a person be worthy of the peerless Eldest Senior Sister?
What a joke!
However, as Zhou Feng slowly walked closer, a pungent smell of blood entered everyone's nose.
Only then did someone remember that the person in front of them was a real madman.
From the Gu Refinement Cave to becoming Eldest Senior Sister's husband, he had fought their way up.
Zhou Feng's experiences showcased that he was a ruthless person.
However, this ruthless person would probably die here today.
"Zhou Feng?"
Ye Zai looked at him lightly, then picked up the wine gourd.
Gong Jiu stared at him indifferently.
"He's finally here!"
Wei Ling, who had been waiting in the center of the arena for a while, looked at Zhou Feng with burning eyes.
To Wei Ling, Zhou Feng was like a walking Serendipitous Origin Fruit.
As long as he killed this person, his injuries would be healed.
At that moment, Zhou Feng felt countless gazes on him.
More than half of them contained malice, and the killing intent was almost completely unconcealed.
"Die!"
Zhou Feng walked onto the stage, and Wei Ling couldn't wait to make his move.
This so-called battle of attrition didn't have so many rules, and there were no referees.
There was also no such thing as a sneak attack.
The only thing Zhou Feng could do today was to stand on this stage or die on the stage.
This was something that everyone in the blessed land agreed on.
A purple jade scorpion appeared behind Zhou Feng.
This was a special Gu, a variant that Wei Ling had nurtured.
This purple jade scorpion was not poisonous, but its stinger was very sharp.
As long as the stinger hit, a huge wound would appear.
At the same time, the stinger would secrete a substance that would make it difficult for the wound to heal.
It was obvious that this was an immune toxin aimed at Zhou Feng.
Zhou Feng's face was expressionless. Such a simple sneak attack would not be able to hit him at all.
He did not even need his Battle Instinct to warn him. He only relied on his super-strong senses to stop this sneak attack.
'The sunlight today is really good!'
Zhou Feng raised his head to look at the sky and realized that the sun was shining down.
One had to know that he had just obtained the passive Daylight Combat. His speed would increase by 10 points under the sunlight.
"Blood Mosquitoes!"
Wei Ling took out another jar, seeing that the sneak attack had failed.
Immediately, the entire arena was covered by a dense mass of mosquitoes.
These were the vicious Blood Mosquito Gus, which appeared in groups.
They would eat their enemies alive, and their huge proboscides would bite into a small piece of meat.
After releasing the Blood Mosquito Gus, Wei Ling did not stop.
Instead, he took out even more bottles and jars.
Wei Ling had lost more than half of his cultivation, so he had put all his energy into raising Gus in recent years.
Thus, Wei Ling's battle strength basically depended on these Gus.
"I didn't expect Wei Ling to be able to recover after failing to break through!"
"That's right! Even if these Gus can't take down Zhou Feng, they are best used to expend stamina and Spiritual Qi!"
"This Wei Ling is really here to be cannon fodder!"
The sky full of Blood Mosquito Gus coupled with the Gus that would sneak attack from behind from time to time was really annoying.
However, most people did not think that Wei Ling could win against Zhou Feng. After all, although these Gus were annoying, Zhou Feng was still a Grade-1 Soul Altar cultivator.
As long as he was willing to pay the price, getting rid of these Gus was not a problem at all.
Thus, Wei Ling basically had no chance of defeating Zhou Feng.
As for that Serendipitous Origin Fruit, it was also impossible for him to get it in his lifetime.
Wei Ling himself was very clear about this, but he still wanted to fight for it even if there was a slight chance.
What If? What if he won?
With this belief, Wei Ling crazily manipulated all sorts of Gus to wear down Zhou Feng's stamina.
As for Zhou Feng, he had no intention of taking the initiative to attack.
He would only dodge from time to time, and sometimes he would even be bitten by the Blood Mosquito Gus that filled the sky.
Unfortunately, these Blood Mosquito Gus could not even break through their defenses, which had been enhanced by the passive Old Skin and Reinforced Iron Bones.
Gradually, everyone began to feel that something was not right.
Why was it… a stalemate?
"What's going on? Why is Zhou Feng defending? Why isn't he attacking?"
"Is he stalling for time?"
"Huh? Stalling for time? Isn't this wasting his stamina the longer they drag this out? This is a battle of attrition!"
"…"
Some people immediately noticed that Zhou Feng was stalling for time.
But this was a battle of attrition! Was there something wrong with Zhou Feng's brain this time?
Stalling for time in a battle of attrition was wasting his energy.
Zhou Feng still had countless opponents behind him. Wouldn't the longer he dragged on, the more disadvantageous it would be for him?
"Dead?"
"That's right! There's not even a complete corpse!"
Gong Jiu frowned. He had just learned that Zhou Feng had killed one of his subordinates. And it was a miserable death at that. There wasn't even a complete corpse left.
"It seems that some people won't shed tears until they see the coffin!"
Gong Jiu slowly removed his Daoist robe.
Then, a ray of light flashed.
"What!?"
"This is…"
At that moment, the entire sky seemed to have collapsed as a palm descended from the sky.
This palm killed Wei Ling on the stage, along with his Gus.
Zhou Feng, on the other hand, dodged this attack with extreme agility.
Everyone looked closely as the immortal-like Gong Jiu floated on the stage.
Wei Ling, on the other hand, collapsed on the stage with an unwilling expression.