"Are you one of the Cult's people as well?"
Though fury raged in his heart, Zheng Yuantu still forced himself to calm down.
The reason was simple: he could tell that he was no match for the man before him.
In the face of classical mechanics, he calmly chose to resolve the conflict first.
He felt that Zhou Feng was likely a member of the Longevity Cult as well. Otherwise, he would not have stared so intently at the tender branch in his hand just now.
As long as they were both from the Longevity Cult, everything could be discussed.
"One of the Cult's people? The Longevity Cult?"
The moment Zhou Feng heard this, he understood.
This Flesh Tai Sui seemed to have some unclear connection with the Longevity Cult. Had he been mistaken for one of them?
Though thoughts churned through his mind, his hands did not stop moving.
Black blood energy wrapped around his fist as he unleashed another simple, brutal strike of overwhelming force.
"Wait!"
Zheng Yuantu barely withstood the blow and opened his mouth, intending to reveal his identity.
He hoped that hearing the name Longevity Cult would make Zhou Feng wary. As long as he could stall for a while, nearby members of the Longevity Cult would be able to rush over.
Unfortunately, Zhou Feng seemed to have no reservations at all. His monstrous strength was fierce and fearless.
After several exchanges, Zheng Yuantu's arms and legs were broken, while countless fist marks had been driven into his chest. He immediately lost the ability to move.
This time, Zhou Feng did not finish Zheng Yuantu off. Instead, he left him barely alive.
He needed to learn some things. He was completely in the dark about this Dream World.
This man, who seemed to be from