The Ancient Vast Realm

Insect Realm

The battle continued. Feng Xuan smashed the head of an ant beast with one punch, and tore off one of its insect legs, instantly pouring it into the body of another insect beast that pounced on him.

With a puff, some turbid blood splashed onto Feng Xuan's face, and at this time he was too lazy to dodge.

"Huff-Huff"

He was panting rapidly. At this time, his body was covered with scars of various sizes, and all kinds of disgusting mucus mixed with blood of various colors had already covered his whole body.

Beside him, there were corpses of insect beasts, but if you look closely, most of them were just ordinary corpses of insect beasts. As for the corpses of insect beasts that reached the breathing realm, there were only a few, and those corpses had already been collected by him in the space.

Although they were just ordinary corpses of insect beasts, they seemed to have piled up a mountain of corpses around Feng Xuan.

Feng Xuan reached out and wiped the blood splattered on his face. The blood and energy around him shook slightly, and most of the mucus on his body was shaken off, revealing a body covered with scars.

Feng Xuan flew up into the sky and looked around, but found that there was no one else on the battlefield except himself. Even Jian Wuchen didn't know when he left this place.

This is normal. After all, everyone's blood and physical strength are limited. Others are not like Feng Xuan. Whether it is soul power, blood or physical strength, they are all first-class. Even if Feng Xuan does not have the support of blood and energy, he can kill a group of ordinary insects and beasts with his physical brute force.

At this moment, Feng Xuan noticed that under the Wolf Head Peak, in the almost endless sea of ​​insects and beasts, a neat black color was constantly coming towards the Wolf Head Peak like ink. Looking closely, it was simply a sea of ​​insects composed of black demon spiders.

Hiss——

One of the huge black spiders seemed to sense something, looked up at Feng Xuan's direction, and let out a creepy hiss. Suddenly, the whole group of spiders rushed towards Wolf Head Peak even faster, as if they had received some order.

Feng Xuan watched this scene coldly, without any emotion on his face.

In his vision, the last soul beside him was finally swallowed into the bronze space by him.

Feng Xuan no longer hesitated, and the Secret Realm Order appeared in his hand, shaking slightly with an invisible wave. Feng Xuan's figure also disappeared instantly on Wolf Head Peak in the bloodthirsty and crazy eyes of many insects and beasts.

As Feng Xuan's figure disappeared, the last human breath on Wolf Head Peak also dissipated in the perception of many insects and beasts.

The insects and beasts who sensed this scene suddenly fell into a moment of stagnation, looking a little at a loss.

After a while, the huge insect tide seemed to have lost its target and dispersed instantly, continuing to search around. It seemed that they were sensing the breath of other humans. Some insect beasts were even more furious and fought each other, not caring about anything else.

With a familiar feeling of dizziness, Feng Xuan's figure reappeared in Nanhuang City. A guard in white armor saw Feng Xuan appear and immediately flew forward to check his injuries.

"Hey, although you are covered in wounds, it seems that there is nothing serious. But for safety reasons, come with me. I will take you to check it out, in case there are still insect egg toxins or potential threats in your body."

The white-armored guard looked at Feng Xuan slightly, and saw that although he was covered in wounds, his breath was extremely calm. He was a little surprised, but according to the rules, he still needed to take Feng Xuan to check it out.

Some threats will not erupt on the spot, such as the spores of some poisonous fungi, which will lurk in the human body until they can take root in the host body and spread the sub-body to the whole body of the host before they will attack.

Feng Xuan looked around and found that there were not many people in the huge venue. Most of them were white-armored guards flying around with seriously injured geniuses. There was no sign of Chi Longyun and others, so he was not too surprised.

"Thank you, sir! Thank you for your help!"

Feng Xuan bowed slightly and smiled and thanked the guard in front of him.

The white-armored guard nodded, and a force of vitality lifted Feng Xuan's body and flew away until he came to the side of a green-robed old man who was sitting cross-legged on a high platform.

"Deacon Muyuan, this kid just returned from the secret realm. Please help him check if there is any problem."

The white-armored guard gently put Feng Xuan on the ground, and then respectfully said to the old man who was closing his eyes and regulating his breath in front of him.

"Alas, I really can't have peace. Don't call me for the next trial. My old bones can't stand the torment!"

A trace of helplessness flashed across the face of the green-robed old man. It had only been less than half a cup of tea since he had recovered from his breathing and meditation, and here came another person.

The white-armored guard immediately showed a bitter smile. There was nothing he could do. The Holy Land naturally valued these geniuses, otherwise why would they specially call out these white witches to treat them.

The status of a witch cultivator is a noble existence no matter where he goes. The same is true for a cultivator of the third realm. Even a deacon warrior at the peak of the hidden essence realm is slightly inferior to a witch cultivator who has just broken through to the white witch realm.

And since the person in front of him is a deacon-level white witch, it means that the other party is at the peak of the third realm, a white witch at the peak of the totem level.

This level of witch cultivator has a high status in the entire holy land, and his words must be treated with caution even in the hall where the other party is.

The green-robed old man Mu Yuan slowly opened his eyes and saw Feng Xuan standing aside with his head slightly lowered.

"Young friend, please come forward two steps and let me take a look."

Mu Yuan had a gentle smile on his face, and he called Feng Xuan to come forward.

"Thank you, sir!"

Feng Xuan also understood what the other party was going to do. Although he knew that he was fine, he still came to the other party respectfully.

"Haha, what a strong body. Although there are scars everywhere, it is fine. If those rough guys in Dijiao Hall find out, you will have a headache!"

Mu Yuan slightly checked Feng Xuan's injuries, felt the terrifying strength of Feng Xuan's body, and chuckled.

Immediately, a slight green light emanated from his hand, and the green light covered Feng Xuan's body.

Feng Xuan immediately felt that the wounds on his body were slowly healing, and a stream of life force continued to penetrate into his body from the other party's hand. Under the illumination of this green light, he felt warm all over and very comfortable.

"Hmm?"

At this moment, Mu Yuan suddenly frowned. He carefully checked Feng Xuan's body. The witch soul power suddenly stagnated, as if he felt something, and a look of disbelief flashed across his brows.

"I didn't expect that you are actually a witch cultivator, and even exudes spiritual brilliance. It seems that you are at least a spirit witch who has reached the spiritual level! Since you are a witch cultivator, why do you have to take the warrior's trial instead of accepting my witch trial?"

Mu Yuan set up a soundproof barrier around the two of them, staring at Feng Xuan and speaking slowly.

After a thorough inspection, he accidentally discovered that Feng Xuan was actually a witch cultivator, which naturally shocked him greatly.