The remaining battles all ended easily.
Anyone matched against Jiang Changkong simply conceded.
Victory was impossible, so what was the point of fighting? Conceding outright was much more straightforward.
As Jiang Changkong contemplated the power of the Holy Sun, the sword-bearing young man beckoned toward the void.
A thread of sword light startled Jiang Changkong awake.
"Something wrong?" Jiang Changkong asked.
The young man looked at him for a moment, then turned and left. "Follow me."
Jiang Changkong found it strange, but followed.
"Changkong, this man's origins are mysterious. Be careful," Lord Lei warned.
Jiang Changkong nodded. If even Lord Lei said so, then clearly even the Federation could not uncover his background.
Thinking of Liangqiu Xuanyi and Sha Hongtao's words, he grew even more curious.
What relationship did this man have with that genius, and where had he come from?
The two went deep into the mountains, far from the wasteland-opening battle.
The young man stopped atop a tree, his expression calm. "My name is Feng Qixing."
"You called me here just to tell me your name?" Jiang Changkong asked doubtfully.
"That's right." Feng Qixing nodded. "And while I'm at it, I'm curious how you cultivated your several Star Bodies."
"Before prying into another person's secrets, shouldn't you first reveal your own?" Jiang Changkong said blandly.
"What do you want to know about me?" Feng Qixing asked calmly.
"Where you came from. Back in the Void Realm, a swordsman once appeared. He was like an epiphyllum blooming for a single instant, then vanished without a trace."
Jiang Changkong said indifferently, "Like you, no one could uncover his origins."
"The Void Realm is boundless. Even near-gods cannot fully explore what lies hidden in its depths."
A faint smile appeared on Feng Qixing's face. "Just like Liangqiu Xuanyi. She wants to