"Boom!"
Deep in the forest, the earth shook violently, startling birds and beasts into fleeing in every direction.
A shrill, agonized scream finally cut off!
Deep in the forest, Gu Chenfeng raised his hand and recalled the Five-Thunder Divine Mountain.
His Divine Sense swept across the mountain's underside, where a twisted, deformed mass of Primordial Spirit light lay wrapped in five-colored lightning.
He casually stored it in his Storage Ring.
Then he retrieved his battle axe, the Heaven-Traversing Star Wings, and even the Storage Ring Mo Qianji had left floating in the air.
Once he had finished, Gu Chenfeng reined in his surging aura, his presence swiftly returning to that of an ordinary mid-stage True Saint Realm cultivator.
Only then did he look toward Zhong Huai and Lu Qiling nearby.
The two still regarded Gu Chenfeng with shock they could barely conceal.
With only mid-stage True Saint cultivation, he had actually defeated and slain a Saint Warrior level expert-and an exceedingly troublesome Puppet Master at that.
Even with their experience and backgrounds, they had never witnessed such abilities and talent.
"Thank you for saving us, young friend!"
Seeing Gu Chenfeng look their way, Zhong Huai forced himself to his feet, subtly shielding Lu Qiling behind him.
He cupped his fists in salute to Gu Chenfeng and tossed him a Storage Ring.
"Young friend, this small token hardly does our gratitude justice.
Please leave us your name. Once the young lady and I return to the estate, we will certainly report this to our patriarch and prepare lavish gifts to thank you in person!"
Yet, contrary to their expectations...
Gu Chenfeng did not even glance at the Storage Ring before waving it back.
"There's no need to thank me. Consider this repayment for helping me out of that predicament in