"Heart of Death, open for this old man!"
Su Feng's thunderous shout rang out.
What surged forth in its wake was a cultivation aura so terrifying that even Qin Shaofeng now found it frightening.
Feeling Su Feng's aura, Qin Shaofeng became even more unable to understand. Su Feng clearly possessed only Half-step Zhixing cultivation, and they were not within the World Gate now. How could Su Feng still unleash such cultivation strength?
With Su Feng's full-power eruption, the Heart of Death actually began to collapse bit by bit.
Then, a small mountain emerged from within the collapsing Heart of Death.
"Come out for this venerable one!"
Su Feng shouted again, and the small mountain flew out in response.
The mountain appeared to be only thirty meters across.
Yet Qin Shaofeng could see traces of buildings upon it. Clearly, this was Su Feng's peculiar treasure.
"Don't be surprised. This is the true Destruction Sect."
Su Feng laughed loudly several times. "Disciples of the Destruction Sect, return to the sect!"
A strange suction force seemed to arise from the small mountain.
The thousand-odd descendants of the Destruction Sect were all pulled inside.
The small mountain rapidly shrank, turning palm-sized in the blink of an eye. Rules appeared around Su Feng and drew the mountain into them.
Immediately afterward, Su Feng reached into the rules. As he pulled his hand back, a long spear appeared in his grasp.
The rules dissipated.
Su Feng brandished the long spear through the air, and his laughter rang out once more. "Hahaha! This old man, Su Feng, has finally returned to this starry sky once again. Old man Ba Chu, what you failed to accomplish, this old man will accomplish for you. So long as this old man still lives, the incense flame of our starry sky