“Hmph, Zhang Zhiliang.”
“I’ll settle the score with you sooner or later.”
A hint of ferocity and scorn flashed in Ye Feipeng’s eyes.
“In this world, there are many variables, and there might be some differences from my past life.”
“But I’m certain that Zhang Zhiliang will never give up the opportunity to hunt the Heavenly Spirit.”
“After advancing to Soul Transformation and gaining the strength to officially participate in the competition, his desire to integrate the Dao should be even stronger.”
The fatty secretly analyzed.
“If in the past life, he was merely an auxiliary support as a Formation Master.”
“Then in this life, Zhang Zhiliang has become part of the main combat force.”
“Hmm… if possible, he might even hide his strength secretly. He’ll wait and watch as the Soul Transformation cultivators and Crimson Flame fight.”
“After waiting until both sides are weakened, he’ll strike and reap the benefits.”
“He might even reserve some strength to guard against me since I escaped from his grasp…”
Ye Feipeng’s expression changed.
To be honest, he was still somewhat hesitant about whether to participate in the upcoming appearance of the Crimson Flame.
After all, now that he had awakened the Kun Peng heritage and possessed both the Canghai Pearl and the Green Wind True Intent, he was far stronger than most cultivators.
Even if he gave up the opportunity to reach Dao Integration through the Crimson Flame and only relied on his own cultivation, there was a high probability that he could still cultivate to Nascent Soul or Soul Transformation.
Why take such a big risk and choose to snatch food from the tiger’s mouth in front of a group of Soul Transformation cultivators??
If he succeeded, it would be fine, but if he failed…
Ye Feipeng’s face twitched.
“But… it’s Dao Integration after all.”
“If I miss this opportunity, there might never be such a good chance again.”
He couldn’t help but think so.
The scene of Zhang Haobo’s overwhelming presence, overlooking all beings after he integrated with the Dao in his previous life, appeared in his mind again.
Ye Feipeng couldn’t help but feel tempted again.
“The Canghai Pearl…”
Subconsciously touching his belly, the fatty’s face was tangled.
“Let’s see, let’s see…”
“Let’s go back to the deserted island first and see how Xiao Heng and the others are doing.”
Retracting his wings behind him, Ye Feipeng quietly returned to where the others were.
The fatty, who had been missing for several years, appeared again, much to the delight of Xiao Heng and the others.
After some inquiries, they learned that it was indeed the work of the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance, and everyone cursed angrily.
Su Changyu, however, frowned and asked, “Feipeng, did you expose your identity as part of the Immortal Revival Organization? Otherwise, why would others bother a casual cultivator like you for no reason?”
Ye Feipeng was first stunned, then immediately complained, “It’s just that the Formation Master of the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance was too domineering. I just took a glance at him when he was advancing, and he immediately wanted to kill me without saying a word.”
“If I hadn’t run fast, I would never have seen you again.”
Su Changyu glanced at the fatty, nodded, and didn’t say much more.
“It seems that Senior Skull was right. The Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance is indeed arrogant and overbearing. They won’t even allow others to watch from a distance.”
The fatty’s words matched Xiao Heng’s impression of the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance, so he believed Ye Feipeng’s words.
The childish Su Xiaomei didn’t have much goodwill towards Ye Feipeng.
She chuckled and said, “It’s okay, fatty. You just obediently call me big sister, and I’ll avenge you in the future!”
“You’ve been sleeping for so long, you may not know that I’ve already reached the Foundation Establishment stage and will soon form my Golden Core.”
Su Xiaomei put her hands on her hips and looked up at Ye Feipeng, full of pride.
Yin Yueting and Yin Yuzhen stood behind her, nodding incessantly, looking like a pair of loyal followers.
As for Zhang Haobo, he stood aside, silently watching everyone without saying a word.
“Big sister?”
Ye Feipeng sneered, “Su Xiaomei, do you think you’re the only one who has made progress in these years?”
“Shall we spar?”
Su Xiaomei, who had a hot temper, was instantly enraged by Ye Feipeng’s disdainful attitude.
“Let’s fight! Who’s afraid of whom!”
Before the words fell, a petite but explosively powerful fist whistled towards Ye Feipeng’s face.
“Bang!”
To everyone’s surprise, Ye Feipeng calmly extended his arms and firmly intercepted the fist.
Seeing this, everyone was shocked.
Their impression of Ye Feipeng still lingered from years ago when he relied on his speed and agile movements to win.
But in just a few short years, he was actually able to go head-to-head with Su Xiaomei!
Seeing her attack easily blocked, Su Xiaomei suddenly became enraged.
Her fists and feet were like the wind, continuously assaulting Ye Feipeng.
With her innate talent, as her anger accumulated, the power of each move continued to grow.
However, her face remained unusually calm.
On the other hand, Ye Feipeng, while entangled with Su Xiaomei, occasionally remembered scenes from the past that made him feel humiliated.
Anger surged in his heart.
Although he knew this was the effect of Su Xiaomei’s cultivated technique, “Six Desires without Form,” Ye Feipeng didn’t mind at the moment.
He planned to teach this little brat a lesson.
Amidst the exclamations of the onlookers, Ye Feipeng activated “Kun Peng Transformation.”
Two brown wings suddenly spread out, and his body instantly expanded by a circle.
His speed and strength nearly doubled. Su Xiaomei was taken by surprise, and blown away by a punch and sent flying, crashing heavily into the sea.
“Xiaomei!”
Xiao Heng exclaimed.
However, before he could rush into the sea to find Su Xiaomei…
A red fire parted the seawater.
In an instant, it struck Ye Feipeng again.
The extremely hot energy erupted, distorting even the air.
The onlookers involuntarily stepped back.
“Looks like Xiaomei even used her Foundation Establishment wonder, ‘Fury Spirit Fire.’ She’s really angry.” Yin Yuzhen stuck out her tongue and whispered softly.
Amidst the sea of fire, explosions continued to erupt.
Faintly, the crowd could see strands of green light blocking the red flames.
The battle between the two lasted for half a day.
Their cultivations were evenly matched.
One had extraordinary talent, becoming stronger with anger. With a maximum eightfold power increase, she was extremely formidable.
The other had encountered numerous fortuitous encounters, possessing the dual Foundation Treasures Green Wind True Intent and the Canghai Pearl. With the Kun Peng bloodline inheritance and its techniques, his speed and strength were no less than Su Xiaomei’s.
For a while, the two fought fiercely, neither able to gain the upper hand.
It wasn’t until nightfall that, under the persuasion of the onlookers, they stopped fighting.
Both were still dissatisfied, agreeing to fight again another day.
Xiao Heng also approached, full of curiosity, asking Ye Feipeng what had happened and how he had suddenly become so strong.
Surrounded by everyone’s astonished and envious eyes, Ye Feipeng couldn’t help but feel a little proud.
“Indeed, returning home with wealth and honor brings great pride,” he secretly thought.
The manifestation of his bloodline power was so obvious that there was nothing to hide.
So, he immediately revealed the fact that he had awakened and inherited the Kun Peng Essence Blood.