Punishment, Plunder

Not long after, Black Yama King left after cowing everyone into submission.

Tie Luo walked over to Lin Feng.

He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

"Brother Lin, you looked quite relaxed today. As expected of someone so formidable!"

Tie Luo looked at Lin Feng with envy written all over his face.

Today, he had truly experienced the terror of that ore vein.

It was incomparably hard. Even his bound artifact had been useless; only after he activated his secret divine art had he barely managed to dig into it.

But that secret art had a time limit, and he could not use it all day long.

He could only use it for a while, then stop cultivating and take some pills to replenish his spiritual power.

If not for that, he would have been unable to hold on long ago.

He had noticed that most people in the ore vein were like this. After working for an hour, they had to rest and recover for a while.

Otherwise, their bodies simply could not endure it!

Even those Early True Immortals were no exception.

But Lin Feng looked exactly as he had before entering, without the slightest sign of fatigue.

He even seemed somewhat at ease.

Just look at that!

Comparisons between people could truly infuriate one to death!

Even some people who had worked here for tens of thousands of years were not as relaxed as he was!

No, aside from Lin Feng, there were also four big shots who were truly at ease, along with a few trusted subordinates of those big shots!

But it was simply enough to make one burn with envy, jealousy, and hatred!

"Hehe, I was just lucky."

Lin Feng laughed it off, ignoring Tie Luo's envious gaze.

He then headed back to