One Strike! Instant Kill?

Seeing Zhou Feng's injuries recover at a visible rate.

Black Prince frowned slightly but said nothing.

His pitch-black body vanished into the darkness once more, while thick black clouds blocked out all light.

The killing aura surging around them seemed to swallow every trace of light.

Even perception was cut off. At that moment, Zhou Feng seemed to have become truly blind.

Not only could his eyes see nothing, but even his senses had become blurred.

Yet even so, Black Prince still found the situation extremely troublesome.

This recovery speed... this body...

Black Prince searched through his memories for Zhou Feng's origins. Someone with such terrifying regenerative abilities—

could not possibly be alone. A great figure must have emerged from his ancestors.

This was common sense. Ordinary people could not possess such abilities; it had to be an inheritance of bloodline.

In the cultivation world, there was simply no such thing as someone with a mortal body cultivating to the Divine Ability Realm.

The strong only grew stronger—this was the iron law of the cultivation world. Nearly all geniuses had illustrious ancestors.

Even if they had fallen into decline now, they had once been glorious.

The reason was simple. If one's ancestors had never produced a great cultivator, and one possessed only an ordinary mortal body, then no matter how one exhausted their life, they could never reach a certain height.

Cultivation resources! Cultivation talent! And cultivation guidance!

Any one of those factors was enough to block a cultivator's path.

Over the hundreds of thousands of years of cultivation history, it had truly only ever been a few families and factions competing back and forth.

Based on that simple understanding, Black Prince began searching through his inherited knowledge, hoping to determine Zhou Feng's true background.

Only then could he target