Under Luo Xiaoxi's obstruction, the Fat Old Man ultimately made no further move.
After successfully blocking the third Sword Light, Leveling Sky Venerable had already withdrawn the shield before him. Lu Feng's actions had successfully enraged him as well.
In an instant, thunder filled the sky, its booming reverberating across the heavens above QuFu Mountain. The pressure was suffocating, and the thunderclaps made hearts tremble.
Though both used the Herding Cloud Sect's Herding Thunder Profound Cloud Art, what Leveling Sky Venerable displayed at this moment was on an entirely different level from what Mu Hongyin had once used.
Rolling thunder flashed amid the pitch-black storm clouds, blanketing the entire mountain peak in the blink of an eye.
Even an expert like the Fat Old Man could not help but feel several degrees of pressure beneath such a display of might.
The Herding Cloud Sect's Herding Cloud Art truly had its own unique brilliance!
A faintly cold smile still hung at the corner of Lu Feng's lips, utterly unconcerned by the thunder Leveling Sky Venerable was gathering.
He had already suffered once at Mu Hongyin's hands under the same circumstances. How could he possibly be unprepared?
As Leveling Sky Venerable freely gathered thunder, terrifying thunder vortices emerged one after another in the sky.
Yet Lu Feng remained unmoved, his face as calm as ever as he continued to smooth out Feng Yuan's internal injuries.
"Run! Leave me behind!"
Feng Yuan spoke with a bitter expression. Having already prepared himself for death, he had long placed all hope of rescuing his son upon Lu Feng. Though he was grateful that Lu Feng was still treating his injuries at such a critical moment, he nevertheless hoped Lu Feng would prioritize saving his son and stop worrying about whether he lived or died.
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