My master, Teng Kun!

When speaking.

In front of Teng Ling, Zhao Changfeng took off his long robe and put on the "Wood-Leaf Scale Armor".

The Third Rank Blood God Saber was also retrieved from the Boundary Ring.

Seeing his quick movements, Teng Ling was stunned and gently scolded, "What's your rush?"

Tong Yi plans to fight three matches in a row. Since no one has stepped forward yet, even if Zhao Changfeng wants to accept the challenge, it would be best to wait for Tong Yi to fight two matches first and deplete his strength reserves before making a move.

Judging from Zhao Changfeng's performance, he clearly intends to be the first to face the opponent.

She knew that Zhao Changfeng, like Li Xiangmo, possessed an exceptionally high Genius Rank, and felt that Zhao Changfeng, being at the same level of the Great Perfection of the Primordial Spirit Realm, was indeed qualified to defeat Tong Yi.

For this reason, she did not strongly object.

She also had her own selfish motives.

When her grandfather returned to the Central Continent, he was met with indifference and ridicule. She also wanted to use Zhao Changfeng to help her grandfather regain some of his former glory and comfort his almost exhausted fighting spirit and vitality.

However, she hoped that Zhao Changfeng could be a little more cautious.

"Senior sister, what's my name?"

"All ready to go, "Zhao Changfeng asked with a smile.

Teng Ling blinked and said, "Changfeng."

Zhao Changfeng nodded. "That's right. Since I've chosen such a name, I should show my talent."

9

"If I let Tong Yi fight two matches in a row, and then wait until the third to meet him, wouldn't it make me look like I'm taking advantage of him?"

"What right does Tong Yi have to make me wait for him?"

Zhao Changfeng jumped down.

In the freezing cold, he strode towards the vast plaza, his footsteps echoing loudly on the rocky ground, as if afraid no one would notice him.

"My teacher, Teng Kun!"

Zhao Changfeng's gaze swept across the buildings before landing on Old Devil Teng, and he roared, "I've come to kill you!"

Teng Kun's expression suddenly changed, and he exclaimed urgently, "Changfeng, no!"

Xie Guanlong was surprised and frowned, saying, "Tong Yi is by no means weak. Zhao Changfeng is being too arrogant. Even if he wants to fight Tong Yi, he should wait a bit."

Zhao Changfeng!

"A disciple of Teng Kun!"

Everyone looking at the square instantly shifted their gaze and fixed it on Zhao Changfeng.

Snowflakes fluttered in the moonlight.

Zhao Changfeng carried the Demon Saber forward.

His face, with its strikingly masculine features and sharp angles, exuded a fierce and intimidating aura, much like his name, and he radiated a thirst for battle.

Just as everyone was coveting the "Wing Armor" and their desires were aroused by the Fourth Rank Devil Cultivation Method Spirit Artifact, they were still hesitant.

Zhao Changfeng had already reached Tong Yi.

Tong Yi was also stunned, looking at him with slight surprise, and said, "It was you."

Several months after their Heavenly Shield City, he learned from Yang Jianqiu that Zhao Changfeng had already reached the Primordial Spirit Realm.

But he didn't care.

Because Zhao Changfeng already possessed the cultivation level of the Yuanqi Stage when he was in Tamu Town.

It's not uncommon for someone to reach the Nascent Primordial Spirit Realm in a few months, and it's far from being something that Tong Yi would take seriously.

What truly surprised him was that Zhao Changfeng dared to be the first to jump out and point the Demon Saber at him!

That's right, Zhao Changfeng was pointing the Blood God Saber at him at that moment!

"Brother Tong, it's been a long time."

Zhao Changfeng grinned, his smile bright and warm, like a long-lost brother reuniting, and said, "Please don't hesitate to offer your guidance."

On the seventh floor of the Soul Tower.

Jiang Xuanqi narrowed his eyes slightly, his gaze locking onto Zhao Changfeng, and said calmly, "It turns out you're an old acquaintance."

Tong Yi's decision to challenge all the sect members of the same realm in the plaza was naturally at Zhou Pan's behest. He knew that Zhou Pan was a prudent person and must be aware of Tong Yi's combat strength.

Now, as Primordial Spirit Realm Disciple, it is the most mediocre time.

A few with some talent died inside the giant beasts of the Marsh Forest, and none of those who returned were outstanding.

That's why everyone is hesitant to take action.

He hadn't expected that Zhao Changfeng, who had lost Teng Kun as a pillar but refused to switch allegiances, would be the first to rush out and challenge Tong Yi.

"Sect Master Jiang, your disciples possess remarkable courage, which is commendable."

"Only----"

Zhou Pan glanced at Zhao Changfeng a couple more times and said softly, "As far as I know, Teng Kun not only failed to break through to the next realm, but also injured his foundation in the Great Dao?"

Why does Zhao Changfeng still acknowledge him as his master?

Similar incidents are not uncommon in the Primal Demon Temple.

Elders like him, after failing to reach Upper Stage, if they die or their foundation in the Great Dao is damaged, their disciples will all turn to other sects.

The same applies to other Demon Dao Great Sect.

People as steadfast as Zhao Changfeng are truly rare.

Jiang Xuanqi shook his head, indicating that he didn't know either.

He also found this matter strange and perplexing, and truly had no idea what Zhao Changfeng was thinking.

Zhao Changfeng possesses exceptional talent, placing him at a mid-to-high Exceptional Level. If Zhao Changfeng were like Qin Qingyao, Xu Lang, or Qin Hui, he would also possess Genius Rank Soul Refining Talent.

He would personally speak with Teng Kun and make Zhao Changfeng his Personal Disciple.

Unfortunately, Zhao Changfeng was not.

The battle erupted instantly.

Contrary to everyone's expectations, this battle was not evenly matched, nor was Zhao Changfeng at a disadvantage.

Instead, he crushed Tong Yi so hard that he couldn't breathe!

The "Seven Tribulations Indestructible Art" of the sixth tribulation, the "Wood-Leaf Scale Armor" beneath the robes, an even wider Sea of Spiritual Qi, and forty-nine strands of Divine Sense to expend.

Tong Yi dared to fight him head-on?

Without even using his "Turbid Energy," Zhao Changfeng's body grew larger as his Qi and Blood surged, bursting out of his bright red robe and revealing his "Wood-Leaf Scale Armor."

Thick, sturdy leaves covered his tall, strong body like scales, making him resemble a humanoid beast.

Tong Yi's bulky figure suddenly appeared ordinary compared to him.

As the red lanterns in their hands were waved, they created murky, Yin River, and a pale, eerie chill permeated the air.

Snowflakes fell and merged into the Yin River, rising like ghosts.

His face was filled with horror.

In just a few months, Zhao Changfeng has grown to such a high level!

At this moment, he really wanted to tell his Master Zhou Pan that when they first met, Zhao Changfeng was only at the lower-middle stage of the Yuanqi Stage, but now he was at the Great Perfection of the Primordial Spirit Realm, just like him.

He had assumed that Zhao Changfeng had just entered the Primordial Spirit Realm!

"Boom!"

Another murky, Yin River was cleaved in two by Zhao Changfeng's Demon Saber, Tong Yi was forced to retreat in a sorry state.

Zhao Changfeng shook his head, strolling closer leisurely, his words incredibly hurtful.

"Brother Tong, you're not a true prodigy of the Primal Demon Temple, so how dare you come to my Crippled Demon Sect to show off?"

Do you think you're Xu Lang?

The Devil Cultivation Method was activated once more, reaching the level of the sixth tribulation.

Zhao Changfeng's size increased dramatically again, surpassing even the bear-like Long Chen. His entire body was crimson red like a branding iron, and the large tendons under his skin writhed like dragons and snakes.

The Turbid Energy was not used.

His Divine Sense, far surpassing that of ordinary people, was incredibly powerful and refined, and now it poured into his palm and the Demon Saber.

To avoid being too dazzling, he only extracted a few strands of Divine Sense and merged them into the Blood Shadow, yet his Divine Sense was more ferocious and refined than that of others at the same level.

Tong Yi is no match for him at all.

"Whoosh!"

A single slash came down.

The red lantern that Tong Yi was carrying was surrounded and flanked by two terrifyingly deep Blood Shadow on the left and right.

Like the other two Zhao Changfeng, Blood Shadow possessed surging and powerful Qi and Blood, and had increasingly clear facial features.

Two Blood Shadow grabbed the red lantern and tore it apart with force, pulling out streams of murky, Yin River, and then tearing the Yin River apart one by one!

Zhao Changfeng, using his "Wood-Leaf Scale Armor" to withstand Tong Yi's various attacks, suddenly appeared on Tong Yi's left side and sighed, "It seems your Master doesn't take you seriously, refusing to even bestow upon you a piece of Armored Treasure."

These words struck a nerve with Tong Yi.

He was indeed not favored by Zhou Pan. The artifacts he possessed were of low grade, and the "Profound Yin Scripture" he cultivated was not Zhou Pan's core technique.

However, he was still at the Great Perfection of the Primordial Spirit Realm, and rarely encountered any opponents in the Primal Demon Temple.

How did I end up with a freak like Zhao Changfeng?

"Not very interesting."

Zhao Changfeng once again used his Secret Method, employing the "Doppelganger Shadow-Splitting Great Art" which he had recently comprehended more thoroughly, to initiate a short-distance lateral movement.

He suddenly disappeared from Tong Yi's sight, only to reappear abruptly behind Tong Yi.

The hand, like a giant dragon claw, landed on the back of Tong Yi's neck and suddenly tightened its grip.

"Snap!"

Tong Yi's neck was snapped by him, and he died on the spot.

In Tamu Town, Tong Yi, who had put immense pressure on him, became his victim a few months later.

He smiled calmly, as if he had done something insignificant, and said to Zhou Pan on the Soul Tower, "Senior, Wing Armor."

As soon as the words were spoken, a light and shimmering silver Armored Treasure floated in like a snowflake.

Zhao Changfeng reached out and grabbed it, immediately realizing that this item far surpassed the "Wood-Leaf Scale Armor." He did not rush to wear it, but instead placed it together with Tong Yi's red lantern.

"Sect Master."

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Zhao Changfeng looked at Jiang Xuanqi with a bright smile, "I am willing to offer up all the Fourth Rank Devil Cultivation Method and Spirit Artifact stored in the sect as a wager."

Jiang Xuanqi was taken aback.

Zhao Changfeng planted the Demon Saber on the ground, which happened to pierce Tong Yi's corpse, going straight through his heart.

He raised his head, looked at the towering ship hovering high in the sky, and laughed, "Those of your Primordial Spirit Realm are welcome to come down and fight me."

"By taking my head, Zhao Changfeng, you will not only obtain the Wing Armor," but also be able to choose any Fourth Rank Devil Cultivation Method or Spirit Artifact from my sect.

After speaking, he bowed deeply to Jiang Xuanqi: "Please grant me permission, Sect Master."

Jiang Xuanqi glanced at Zhou Pan and nodded, saying, "Okay."

Zhou Pan remained silent.

He simply gazed at the numerous Primordial Spirit Realm Disciples on the ship, including his own disciples and those of other elders.

The disciples and elders of the Crippled Demon Sect also looked towards the multi-story ship.

Teng Kun could no longer maintain steady breathing. He repeatedly adjusted his State of Mind to avoid showing his joy or happiness.

"Old Teng, your apprentice—"

Xie Guanlong downed his tea in one gulp before saying, "A truly talented and ambitious man."

After killing Tong Yi, he immediately demanded the "Wing Armor" from Zhou Pan, who was in the Comprehension Realm, and asked Sect Master Jiang Xuanqi for permission.

Zhao Changfeng seemed to be on the same level as the two of them.

I don't know what stage fright is.

Teng Ling pursed her lips, biting her glossy lower lip, her bright eyes sparkling with a strange light.

Zhao Changfeng and Chen Jian are two extremes; one is extremely cunning, and the other is extremely arrogant and sharp.

She found that she seemed to prefer someone like Zhao Changfeng, who was arrogant and domineering, especially since his combat strength matched his arrogance.

Seeing that no one had disembarked from the ship yet, Zhou Pan frowned slightly and said gently, "I will bestow upon you another Fourth Rank Devil Cultivation Method."