Of course, his failure to enter the Heaven Origin Ranking had something to do with Chen Fei himself being unwilling to linger at the Fifteenth Order for too long.
Although the Heaven Origin Ranking's rewards were extraordinarily generous, with source points coming in so long as one remained on the list, Chen Fei's purpose in obtaining source points was to increase his Cultivation Realm, not to acquire source points for their own sake.
But no matter what, facing someone who had once ranked ninth on the Heaven Origin Ranking, even if the other party was now only at the Great Cang Realm Early Stage, his combat experience, understanding of power, and the secret arts and divine abilities he might possess were by no means comparable to those of an ordinary Great Cang Realm Early Stage cultivator.
Standing opposite Chen Fei at this moment was a tall young man dressed in simple black fitted clothes.
His facial features were hard and sharp, as though carved by blade and axe. His eyes were black as ink, without the slightest emotional ripple, containing only a deep indifference.
His hair hung loosely behind his shoulders, yet merely standing there gave off a profound sensation, as though he could swallow every ray of light.
Fu Xingjian raised his eyelids and gave Chen Fei a bland glance. His gaze paused briefly on the Array Puppet beside Chen Fei before shifting away, as if it were nothing more than an inconsequential decoration.
His expression did not change in the slightest. He merely stretched his right hand forward casually.
"Buzz!"
In an instant, the surrounding World Vital Energy gathered madly, mixing with the vast demonic essence within his body and condensing in his hand into a pitch-black, three-pronged fork over ten feet long, as broad as a door