Hun Xian'er sensed the aura radiating from Lei Feng, but her expression barely changed. "This inn is filled with formations. No matter how many divine abilities you have, there's only one road left for you: death!"
As she spoke, the entire inn shook violently. Its formations activated, shifting the stars, and transformed the surrounding space into an independent world.
The jade stones set into the inn's walls turned into stars one by one, sweeping out beams of light that blasted toward Lei Feng.
This formation had reached the sixth grade. It was powerful enough to trap and kill ordinary First, Second, and even Third Tribulation Masters.
But Lei Feng paid it no mind. He unleashed his Immortal Body, and terrifying purple lightning crisscrossed over him, forming a protective shroud.
The beams slammed into the shroud and shattered in a frenzy, unable to budge it in the slightest.
"Y-you're from the Thunder Immortal Clan?"
At last, Hun Xian'er's expression changed. She had never expected the formation so carefully laid throughout the inn to fail to harm Lei Feng.
A Second Tribulation Master with such a terrifying Immortal Body—there was only one possibility. The Thunder Immortal Clan!
"Boss, run!"
The attendants reacted and shouted to Hun Xian'er behind them. Then they drew Low-grade Dao Artifact swords and charged at Lei Feng.
"A few Immortal King ants!"
Lei Feng sneered, not taking them seriously at all. With a sweep of his arm, a torrent of lightning washed over the attendants and reduced them to nothing in an instant. Several shattered Dao Artifact weapons fell from the air.
After wiping them out, Lei Feng stepped forward. His body became a bolt of lightning, and he appeared before Hun Xian'er in an instant.
"The renowned Luo Immortal, framing ordinary cultivators? You're not the Luo Immortal.