Immortal Cultivation Family: Start By Accepting Dao Companions

In the eyes of the Chen clan, there was an expression of admiration.

Their ancestor was a myth of invincibility in their eyes.

With the clan, they have developed step by step until now.

From a Qi Refining family, they have developed to the present.

After this battle, the reputation of the Chen clan will surely resound throughout the entire Lengwen Daozhou region.

As descendants of Chen Feng, they also feel a great sense of honor.

"Let's begin."

Immediately after, the battle of the geniuses proceeded in an orderly manner.

Chen also returned to the area where the descendants of the Chen clan were, showing no signs of decline.

Sitting in the main seat, full of energy.

Beside him, Xia Jiao's aura was ascending.

A cold aura emanated outward.

Inside his body, the Nascent Soul had already undergone a transformation.

She must have exceptional talent to have passed the nine tests of the Heavenly King Palace.

Entering the Soul Formation stage is only a matter of time.

"Feng Lang, are you alright?"

After their children left, Sheng Linmei and Sheng Qing'er arrived near Chen Feng.

And they sealed off the surroundings.

"No problem."

Chen Feng smiled.

But Sheng Qing'er frowned.

Sheng Linmei couldn't tell, as a Void Returning Cultivator.

How could she not be aware of Chen Feng's current state when he didn't hide it and they were so close?

His overall aura was severely declining, relying on a bit of spiritual energy to maintain his surface state.

His body was deteriorating in many places, and he could sense it at all times.

Chen Feng drew energy from the void or from his storage ring.

Using various treasures and medicines to repair his injuries.

Just barely hanging on.

"Chen Feng, why don't you go to the rest hall I established in my holy sect?"

Sheng Qing'er meant to have someone help Chen Feng recover from his injuries.

Chen Feng, of course, understood this and smiled and declined.

After all, he had too many secrets.

Letting other cultivators repair his physical body up close?

Obviously, that was not possible.

After all, even a tiny leak of these many secrets would cause a sensation.

Most importantly, his bloodline.

After Chen Feng politely declined, Sheng Qing'er did not insist.

"Can you guarantee that no other cultivators will intrude here?"

Chen Feng smiled.

He made a request.

"I can."

Sheng Qing'er nodded. Chen Feng's condition was not optimistic.

She would protect this area and provide a space for healing.

"Go ahead."

Chen Feng smiled and waved his hand.

He watched as Sheng Qing'er, together with a hidden elder, sealed off the surroundings.

To outsiders, it seemed ordinary.

Then, Chen Feng swallowed a medicinal pill in one gulp.

His large hand made a few gestures in the void, and several colorful runes appeared.

They imprinted themselves on the sky, and divine light once again enveloped him.

Immediately after, Chen Feng revealed a gentle smile as he watched the battle below.

In the Tianlong Realm.

A splash of golden blood fell and landed on the ground.

Quickly, a sapling grew rapidly, transforming into a towering tree that stood in this world.

Chen Feng's figure landed beside the spiritual vein.

He no longer hid, and his aura rapidly declined, becoming extremely weak.

Bones and flesh were visible, and his physical body was on the verge of collapse.

He forcefully used the Heaven Severing Sword to eliminate the hidden danger left by the Sea Wolf God.

The backlash on himself was also immense.

If it weren't for the special nature of the rusty sword, he would have endured even more.

He might have fallen to a lower realm.

After all, that was a fierce wolf that could survive even after crossing the Immortal Tribulation.

In addition, he had used various means to cultivate his divine sense.

It was truly terrifying.

Sitting beside the spiritual vein, he continuously adjusted with Longevity True Qi.

Once again, several Dragon Fruit were gathered and crushed into pure energy that was absorbed into the body.

The Immortal Scripture of Eternal Life circulated, devouring the surrounding spiritual energy like an ocean.

Various healing medicines were used.

The physical body was rapidly being repaired, and the withered Law Pool was being replenished and becoming abundant.

Just as Chen Feng was healing.

The external Tianjiao Grand Competition had already reached a white-hot stage.

The top twenty had already been selected.

Chen Chuling, due to his low cultivation level, ended in a draw with a Nascent Soul late-stage cultivator from the Sea Clan.

On the side of the human race, only nine cultivators entered the top twenty.

The situation was somewhat unfavorable for them.

"Why haven't any of the members of the Five Great Families come!"

Sheng Qianqian said in a deep voice.

The human race was in a declining state, and they were not feeling good about it either.

Among the nine human powerhouses now, apart from Chen Ruoxi, all the others were outstanding disciples of the Holy Sect.

"Qianqian, calm down."

"There has been an incident in the Immortal Alliance..."

A voice transmission entered the other party's ears.

In secret, an old man dressed in a black robe, blending into the surrounding environment.

He was staring intently at the rapidly flowing undercurrents in the deep sea.

"If you can kill, then go ahead and kill!"

Saint Cang Mo transmitted to the several Tianjiao present in the field.

For a moment, the several Tianjiao furrowed their brows slightly.

In secret, they nodded.

Chen Ruoxi also seemed to be deep in thought. Sheng Qianqian had told her many secrets.

Her own father had also mentioned many things when he came.

She knew what it meant.

So she decided not to hide her abilities anymore.

Now, all the elites left by the Sea Clan were gathered.

There was a demonic aura surrounding Song Dong's eyes as he stared at a Sea Clan member in the crowd.

In a low voice, he said, "I want him."

Immediately, the top ten battle erupted.

Sheng Qianqian fought against the young master of the Sea Serpent Clan, who was also at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage.

Chen Ruoxi happened to be matched against the young master of the Sea Wolf Clan.

For a moment, all the cultivators present suspected that there was some hidden manipulation going on.

"You killed our clan elder, and you killed my clan junior."

"You, deserve to die!"

Lang Zhu directly launched an attack, his sharp fangs terrifying.

His eyes were filled with endless killing intent, as if he could kill people with just his gaze.

Chen Ruoxi estimated that she had died countless times already.

"You're the one who deserves to die!"

With Saint Cang Lan's command, a great battle broke out.

It was divided into ten areas.

Chen Ruoxi no longer concealed herself and held a purple sword in her hand.

Graceful like a startled swan, her footsteps were like a wandering dragon.

Sword energy danced wildly, directly aiming for Lang Zhu's brow.

"Roar!"

The opponent's figure suddenly swelled, and a huge wave surged forth.

Amidst the exclamation of the crowd.

Chen Ruoxi's figure flashed and appeared above the sky, radiating a brilliant light.

A pink hammer fiercely smashed towards the wolf's head below.

"Boom!"

Blood splattered, and the opponent hadn't even reacted yet.

Lang Zhu didn't understand how the other party's speed could be so fast.

And, he could actually break through his defense.

A spiritual light shone.

Above the sky, an endless weak water poured down.

The hammer in Chen Ruoxi's hand transformed into a fairy zither, wildly fluctuating.

The weak water surged, engulfing Lang Zhu.

The opponent's form was extremely miserable.

Without even being touched, he was beaten to the brink of death.

"Enough!"

On the sky, on various spectator stands.

There were furious Sea Clan powerhouses.

Lang Tu erupted, his cultivation pressing down on the earth, wanting to pull Lang Zhu out of the weak water.

Suddenly, the earth shook violently.

The sound of thunder filled the sky.