Three Half-Finished Products, the Fleeing Chen Changsheng

Chen Changsheng's words greatly surprised everyone.

But Chen Changsheng paid no heed to their expressions. He walked straight over to Hua Feng and began treating her injuries.

"Girl, although you once bore the Mandate of Heaven and have reached an exceedingly formidable realm of power..."

"My God-Slaying Weapon was created specifically to kill beings like you."

"The most formidable aspect of this flying knife is not that it can break through your defenses, but that it can wound your Divine Sense Realm."

"If you are injured by this kind of flying knife, it must be treated in a special way. Otherwise, hidden dangers will remain."

As he spoke, Chen Changsheng took out a palm-sized gourd and drew a thread of white light from the wound in Hua Feng's palm.

Once the white light was drawn out, Hua Feng's injuries healed in the blink of an eye.

Seeing this, Little Immortal Elder immediately came over and said, "Chen Changsheng, I'm injured too. Help me deal with mine as well."

Looking at the wound on Little Immortal Elder, which was no bigger than a broad bean, Chen Changsheng narrowed his eyes.

"Even the Immortal Slaying Flying Knife could not fully injure you. I truly wonder just how far your strength has reached."

"Ah!"

"How could one walk through this rolling sea of mortal dust without some skills to protect oneself?"

"Besides, my meager strength is nothing worth mentioning."

"You, Chen Changsheng, are far more formidable than I am. In any case, I could never create something like a God-Slaying Weapon."

Faced with Little Immortal Elder's flattery, Chen Changsheng merely smiled and did not pursue the matter further.

After handing the special magical artifact to the others to treat their injuries, Chen Changsheng said, "I named that thing just now the 'Immortal Slaying