Immortal Cultivation Family: Start By Accepting Dao Companions

A purple light gathered in the hand, instantly enveloping Zi Ti.

Hua Yu immediately made a move, a large seal covering the two Soul Formations in front of him.

An attack was launched towards Zi Ti.

"Annihilate God!"

A furious shout came from below.

A golden spear cut through the void, carrying a deadly intent.

The four Soul Formations were shaken.

Zi Ti, who was trapped by the two, suddenly tried to escape.

That spear was locked onto him.

If he didn't leave, being heavily injured after being entangled was a small matter.

Feeling the terrifying power coming from above, it shook him.

"Shake God!"

Hua Yu formed a hand seal with one hand, causing ripples to appear in the void.

Zi Ti suddenly froze in place. The Patriarch of the Ten Thousand Beast Immortal Sect shouted and shook off the seal, wanting to rescue him.

"Too late!"

The spear pierced through Zi Ti's body in an instant while he was still stunned.

Only a miserable scream was heard as the Soul Formations fell and the Primordial Spirit was extinguished.

The energy contained within Zi Ti's body quickly overflowed.

Afraid that one of the spiritual veins would be ignited, all the spiritual energy leaked out.

"Retrieve!"

Chen Feng's figure appeared before everyone's eyes, instantly retrieving Zi Ti's physical body.

Holding a cold gleaming long sword, his brows exuded an incomparable majesty. His whole body exuded a compelling aura, like a true god.

This shocked Qi Yanbin and the others.

"Fellow Daoist Zi Ti!"

The Heavenly Feather Seal shattered, and the Ten Thousand Beast Patriarch roared in extreme pain.

"Chen Feng!"

The other party's eyes flashed with a red light like a wild beast, extremely terrifying.

"Your grandpa is here!"

Chen Feng laughed in response, deducting twenty thousand heritage points and swallowing a pill.

His aura instantly surged, stepping half a foot into the Soul Formation realm.

The Nascent Soul completely transformed, becoming a Primordial Spirit.

"He's about to break through!"

"No, something's not right, it's strange!"

Qi Yanbin frowned, feeling that Chen Feng's aura was elusive.

He was at a critical point, but he didn't break through.

"Chen Feng, you have a lot of guts. You dare to kill Senior Zi Ti. You are making enemies with the world!"

The Patriarch of the Thousand Catty Immortal Sect angrily rebuked, his mana vibrating in his hand, wanting to seize the opportunity and kill Chen Feng.

On him, the Patriarch of the Thousand Catty Immortal Sect felt a threat.

You must know that the other party was just a king from Great Chu, and the last time they met, he was only in the mid-Nascent Soul stage.

Now, it had been ten years, and he was about to reach the level of a Soul Formation.

This was too terrifying and had to be eradicated.

The three Soul Formations also instantly understood this.

Chu Yunjie and the others were also shocked.

Looking at Chen Feng's expression, it was somewhat complicated.

"What are you waiting for, kill them!"

The Ten Thousand Beast Patriarch shouted and took the lead in attacking.

"Jumping clown!"

Chen Feng said in a deep voice, his aura shaking.

"Two seniors, I never expected that we would fight side by side one day!"

Chen Feng laughed and greeted them with his sword.

Previously, they unexpectedly killed a Soul Formation, but now they were directly confronting the Soul Formation Patriarch.

Entering the Soul Formation realm was the difference between cultivators and divine beings.

Compared to that, it was like a moat.

Ten peak Nascent Soul cultivators and a Soul Formation were not opponents.

At this moment, Chen Feng greatly refreshed everyone's understanding.

"Today, I, Chen Feng, have a sword that can slay a Soul Formation!"

Chen Feng's voice resounded like thunder, spreading throughout the entire imperial city.

It heavily struck the hearts of countless people, causing countless people from Great Chu to be shocked.

"Slay!"

A loud rumble, Chen Feng's momentum soared, his spirit and energy merged into one, and the power of his bloodline boiled.

The Opening Mountain Slash was activated, displaying an unparalleled posture that shook the world.

"Fellow Daoist Wan Shou, quickly retreat!"

Qi Yanbin shouted loudly, and the stored power in Chen Feng reached its peak, terrifyingly powerful.

"Boom!"

Chen Feng's body trembled, and the long sword in his hand fiercely slashed forward. A relentless momentum burst forth, as if a true god was attacking, shocking everyone.

The Old Ancestor of the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect trembled all over, his magical power surged, and he condensed a shield in front of him, with runes shining.

"Boom!"

The sky shook, and the sword light flashed.

It seemed as if the space was cut in half, and Chen Feng's momentum also rapidly declined.

Golden blood dripped from his right arm, staining the rusty sword.

Even though he had pushed the Three Slashes Trampling Heaven to perfection and forcibly counterattacked the Soul Formation with his Nascent Soul, the backlash on his body was still immense.

Extremely fierce.

"Poof!"

The Old Ancestor of the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect's eyes lost their vitality, and his whole person seemed to be completely fine.

Without any warning, a mouthful of blood sprayed out, and his body split in half.

The blood of the Soul Formation fell from the sky.

A small figure broke through the body, illusory and unreal.

Under the sword, the opponent's physical vitality was severed, and their Primordial Spirit was affected and injured at its foundation.

Even if they were to possess another body, they would never be able to restore their cultivation in this lifetime.

"Chen Feng!"

The small figure of the Primordial Spirit was filled with grief and indignation, roaring in anger.

"Swallow!"

A huge suction force swept over the opponent.

In an instant, Chen Feng bit down, completely eradicating the opponent's Primordial Spirit, transforming it into abundant spiritual power.

"Southern Mingfa, truly terrifying."

Chen Feng licked his lips, his spiritual power recovered, and his strength increased by half.

He had used the Southern Ming Scriptures left behind by the Southern Ming Immortal, which included the rules of devouring Primordial Spirits, transforming them into pure spiritual power.

However, this method was somewhat demonic.

"Demonic methods, Chen Feng, you are actually a practitioner of demonic arts!"

Qi Yanbin roared in anger, looking at the blood-red sky and the Primordial Spirits that were instantly swallowed.

There was a hint of fear in his eyes.

"Hehe, if there are demonic arts in this world, then both you and I are practitioners of demonic arts!"

"Cultivation itself defies the heavenly order, so what distinction is there between righteousness and evil?"

Chen Feng sneered.

The other party was momentarily speechless, with a fierce light flashing in his eyes.

At this moment, deep within the imperial palace.

An aura dissipated rapidly, Hu Ze's roar.

The sound of a tiger's roar circulated in this world.

It was terrifying.

"Hahaha, dead people should just lie down properly, why pretend to be a corpse!"

A large seal flew rapidly into Chu Yunjie's hand, covered in cracks.

The joy that had just appeared on Chu Yunjie's face disappeared once again.

The power of the Soul Seal dissipated, and Hu Ze broke free.

"So you're the one called Chen Feng, quite interesting!"

In mid-air, Hu Ze suddenly appeared in front of Chen Feng, observing him.

In his eyes, there was a hint of appreciation.

"Kid, are you interested in joining my Ten Thousand Beasts Hall? Although you are a human, with your talent, you will definitely gain the attention of the Hall Master."

His gaze was fixed on Chen Feng, extending an olive branch.

This made Chen Feng, who was on high alert, momentarily stunned.

"Tiger King, isn't this inappropriate?"

Qi Yanbin spoke up, his eyes revealing dissatisfaction.

After all, the other party was their mortal enemy. What did it mean to recruit him?

"Hmph!"

Hu Ze snorted coldly, the power of his Primordial Spirit radiating out, causing Qi Yanbin's face to suddenly darken.

He remained silent.

Chen Feng looked at Hu Ze, whose flesh and blood were partially exposed, and his expression also darkened.

"Don't agree to him, the Ten Thousand Beasts Hall is not a good place!"

"There, I don't know how many human powerhouses have been buried!"