The Qin Feng Who Hadn't Died

"Ah..."

Yourong, the Crown Prince's Consort, and the others immediately let out shrieks. The force of the acceleration sent them tumbling into Qin Feng's arms.

But Qin Feng had no time to pay attention to the women. Instead, he called up the system to exchange for the ninth volume of Phantom Shadow Free and Unfettered. He had to make thorough preparations for the upcoming decisive battle with the immortals.

Ding-dong! Congratulations, host! You spent 20 million Villain Points to successfully exchange for the ninth volume of Phantom Shadow Free and Unfettered!

"I spent another 20 million Villain Points!"

Qin Feng immediately felt a sharp pang. He wondered how he could make things a little harder for Ye Chen Giegie.

Rumble!!

A thunderclap exploded in Qin Feng's mind, and he seemed to plunge into chaos.

A figure leaped into the air, a drifting cloud beneath his feet. His speed had long since surpassed the bounds of human understanding.

He could streak through the void like a bolt of lightning, then change direction again and again with the agility of a swallow. In the blink of an eye, he had flown a hundred and eight thousand li.

"My speed has increased again!"

Qin Feng was extremely satisfied with the ninth volume of Phantom Shadow Free and Unfettered.

He was confident he could snatch the fruits of victory, but if something unexpected happened, he could still run away and start over.

"Seems like it's still not enough..."

Qin Feng still felt unsafe.

While the Outer Body Incarnation's ten-thousandfold aura was still active, he decisively sat down cross-legged and began comprehending the eleventh layer of heaven, increasing the odds that he would be reborn if he died an untimely death.

"That doesn't make sense!"

Yourong, the Crown Prince's Consort, and the others