"There's some truth to that!"
Mu Xiu and the others all nodded, endorsing the art of slacking off.
Rumble!!
Just as everyone was sharing their tips on slacking off, a peal of thunder suddenly rang out in the sky.
A spatial rift suddenly appeared in the void, with a terrifying Energy Storm surging inside. The next moment, Qin Feng and Xiao Bai fell out of it, while Xiao Bai still clutched the Chosen Crow tightly in his hand.
"Pfft!!"
Qin Feng could no longer hold it in and spat out a mouthful of blood on the spot.
"Your Majesty, what happened!?"
The professional team was alarmed at the sight and hurried forward to help Qin Feng up.
His Ancestral Shaman body was covered in cracks like a porcelain doll, while the Primordial Chaos energy inside him was in utter disarray. Even the Thirty-Three Heavens Creation Art could barely repair his wounds.
"I'm fine!"
Qin Feng wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and gasped for breath.
He knew the Heavenly Palace's big boss was strong, but he hadn't expected him to be this powerful. He had merely brushed against the man, yet had nearly been sent off to meet his maker.
Still, it had indirectly proved one thing: fifty percent of the power of the Great Dao was truly terrifying.
Even if he had refined only ten percent of the Great Dao's power so far, he still wouldn't be a match for the Heavenly Palace's big boss even if he refined all the thirty percent he already possessed. At most, he might withstand a few more moves.
"And you call that fine!?"
The professional team exchanged alarmed glances. They had never seen Qin Feng in such a sorry state.
"Terrifying!"
Xiao Bai was so frightened that he tightened