A great battle was thus averted.
The Extreme Dao Sword flashed twice before disappearing into the air, then transformed into silver embroidery that adhered to Xie Feng's sleeve.
The next second...
His voice echoed in Xie Feng's mind.
"Damn! You're really ruthless to yourself! Your mental strength is very weak right now! You need to rest for a few days! Using the Extreme Dao Sword like this, aren't you afraid of exhausting yourself to death?"
This guy really knows how to brag...
Xie Feng sighed, rubbing his forehead.
His mind circulated throughout his body, and suddenly the wind and clouds rose. Streams of Dao Qi swirled in from the outside, entered his body, and were transformed into strands of spiritual power.
He said, "I know what I'm doing."
The Extreme Dao Sword said, "However, you are quite strong. If someone else were to control me, they would probably have gone insane long ago!"
Xie Feng said, "I haven't even used the ' Extreme Dao Sword Art ' yet. This bit of mental exhaustion will recover in half a day."
"Tch, bragging! I can sense your spiritual energy! It's clearly almost depleted! I'm the invincible Extreme Dao Sword Master. You've used the Extreme Dao Sword multiple times; if your spiritual energy wasn't completely exhausted, how could I face you?!"
You are a sword, not a person.
"Hey, don't you dare mention my sword again!!"
"You are the sword, and you still won't admit it?"
"Hmph, I won't stoop to your level. But you'd better not be so crazy next time. Aren't you afraid of exhausting yourself?"
The Extreme Dao Sword Qi snorted.
Xie Feng's lips curled up. "Overdrafting... for me, might be a benefit. There's a saying, 'Put yourself in a desperate situation and you'll find a way out.' Under immense pressure, you can unleash potential beyond your usual limits, improve yourself, and reach a state of survival against all odds. I haven't experienced this feeling in a long time; it's a form of training."
The Extreme Dao Sword said, "Hmm... good attitude. I'm suddenly starting to like you."
Xie Feng: "To be liked by a sword, especially a male one, is something I'm not that open-minded about."
Extreme Dao Sword: "What the hell are you thinking? Hmph, I need to rest! Do not disturb!"
Chen Ling annihilated the remaining Nether Clan, marking the end of this once-glorious race.
Chen Ling, her robes billowing in the wind, approached Xie Feng and bowed, saying, " Xie Feng, thank you..."
Xie Feng interrupted her, " The Nether Clan is destroyed. Their people, land, and a series of other issues still need your attention. We can talk about polite things later. Go and take care of these matters first."
"Um!"
Chen Ling nodded, and then she led Gu Xuan and the others to the Nether Clan. Changying was also among them, and she went along to pick up any leftovers.
At this time...
Liang Qian walked over, his face expressionless, and stood stiffly in front of Xie Feng. He said, "There's something I need to tell you."
"What?"
You have to promise me you won't hit me!
"???"
Xie Feng was puzzled. "What's wrong? I'll hit you if you tell me?"
He frowned slightly.
Liang Qian said, "You promise! If you can't promise, I won't say anything!"
Xie Feng said, "Alright, I guarantee it."
" Sushang and Ge Kuangwo went to Flame Island! But right now, Flame Island and Asura Island are at war! The fighting is still fierce! Countless people have died on Flame Island! When she left, I... I forgot about the war..."
Liang Qian suddenly looked crestfallen.
Xie Feng entrusted Sushang and the others to Wuyou College, but all three of them disappeared! Moreover, Ge Kuangwo just took Sushang away without warning! He didn't even try to stop him!
Sushang, this is the guy who calls Xie Feng "brother"...
What if Sushang gets injured on Flame Island...?
Xie Feng: "..."
His hand, hidden beneath his sleeve, slowly tightened...
Liang Qian swallowed hard.
Bang!!!
Xie Feng unleashed a punch, the wind from which whipped up a towering cloud of dust!
"Hey! Hey! Hey! You promised you wouldn't hit me..."
As the force of the punch approached, Liang Qian immediately closed his eyes and screamed.
His beard was shaking!
boom!
Xie Feng's fist stopped three inches from Liang Qian's face. With a twist of his fist, energy erupted, shattering a mountain behind Liang Qian.
Liang Qian's heart was pounding.
A bead of cold sweat slowly slid down his forehead.
This guy is terrifying when he's angry...
" Ge Kuangwo is my friend. Xiao Shang trusts him, so it's understandable that he went to Flame Island. This has nothing to do with you."
Xie Feng withdrew his fist, put his hands behind his back, and said calmly.
???
Liang Qian was stunned!
She said it had nothing to do with him, and even threatened him with her fists...
You're saying one thing and meaning another!
He's an old man, believe it or not, he'll lie down right there and pretend to be injured...
Xie Feng said, "Tell Chen Ling that I'm going to Flame Island!"
Liang Qian wiped his sweat and asked, "Should we call upon the Dust Clan army?"
"No!"
As Xie Feng spoke, he walked straight out of the snow-capped mountain.
After taking only a few steps, subtle ripples appeared in the air, and a slender figure appeared ahead.
Her long red hair was somewhat disheveled, her black skirt fluttered, and her exposed slender waist was covered in dust, creating a stark contrast with her fair skin.
It's Xuan Mao!
"Damn it! Who kicked this saintess?! If I find out, I'll tear you apart with my bare hands! How annoying!"
She walked over, grumbling, and then... she saw Xie Feng, which made her even angrier.
"Was it you who kicked this saint? This saint must... must..."
She glared at Xie Feng with her phoenix eyes and angrily accused him. Suddenly, she realized something was wrong. The smoke around them gradually died down, and only the figures of the Dust Clan soldiers could be seen moving about in the mountains.
The Nether Clan has vanished!
She was stunned.
What about her race? Her entire race?
Xie Feng said, " The Nether Clan has been wiped out."
Ta-da!
The Xuan Mao took two steps back, as if struck by lightning.
" The Nether Clan was wiped out? Did you do it? You destroyed my race?! I will kill you!"
She charged forward in a rage, her palms radiating a fierce killing intent!
Xie Feng said, "Don't move, calm down! If you don't calm down, you'll disappear completely like the Nether Clan!"
The Xuan Mao was taken aback.
She stopped involuntarily, too afraid to move!
Xie Feng asked, "Do you want to take revenge on the original owner?"
Xuan Mao didn't speak, but only raised her eyes and stared at him fiercely, her eyes burning with raging anger!
Xie Feng took a step forward and asked leisurely, "If you want revenge, I'll give you a chance. Now, I'll ask you a few questions. First, do you know who you're fighting for?"
"If you're saying it's for the Nether Clan? Is that it? So what if we fight? You can't defeat me. And if you lose, you'll die. What's the point? Just to gain an empty title?"
"The question is, who will remember you? The Dust Clan as victors? Will the Dust Clan sing praises of the enemy? Or... fight for the Netherworld? Or for yourself?"
"But regardless of your motives, there's only one outcome: if you make a move, you'll die! I don't play games; whether you advance or retreat is up to you!"
Xuan Mao listened, deeply shocked.
She was silent for a moment, then, with a hint of stubbornness, asked in a low voice, "Why... why are you telling me all this?"
"Because you are weak! Pitying the weak is what makes the great one stand out, isn't it?"
"You!!"
In a single sentence, the feelings of gratitude that had moved Xuan Mao vanished instantly...