Bodhisattva, Bless Us

On a mountain peak with breathtaking scenery.

The sun shone brightly here, birds sang amid fragrant flowers, and the view stretched wide. The mountain behind it also had a proper vein, and its feng shui seemed exceptionally good.

This was the burial ground Yi Feng had specially chosen for himself.

The woman in gauze rested against him at one side.

A cool breeze swept past.

Yi Feng glanced at the lightly dressed woman in gauze, then took out a garment from his Spatial Ring and draped it over her.

Sure, this woman was hateful.

But judging by that leader's miserly, toe-picking look, even if she had not stopped him, he still would not have been able to kill Yi Feng.

Besides, Yi Feng had never harbored any ill intentions toward this woman, much less wanted to hurt her. He merely intended to use her temporarily to draw Hong Sect's hatred.

When the time came, they would send several hundred experts to surround him, then blast him with every kind of skill in a wild barrage.

Just thinking about it felt wonderful.

"Beautiful lady, I can only let you suffer for now."

"Once I become invincible beneath heaven and Immortal and Undying, I'll come repay you."

Yi Feng lounged against a rock, gazing at the distant sky. He shook his leg and said eagerly, "Hong Sect, Hong Sect, your experts had better hurry up and get here..."

"Given the reputation of your tribulation sect, I imagine you'll react quickly and arrive soon, right?"

"And there won't be few of you either. You'll surely come in a mighty procession..."

Meanwhile, within Hong Sect.

The solemn grand hall was packed with people.

Without exception, they were all Hong Sect's absolute upper echelon.

"I'll say it again. Not a shred of this news