The most melodramatic rebirth in history

Chapter 262 A Year of Diligent Training, Three Years of Bloody Battle [Part 11]

As a sacred bird with spiritual power, the Golden-Winged Roc cherishes its wings the most, and Gu Jie's actions undoubtedly enraged it completely.

Enraging the Golden-Winged Roc had obvious consequences: the Ghost-Locking Tower was directly destroyed in two by the Golden-Winged Roc's wind and thunder powers, and Gu Jie was even slammed into a cliff by its claw, his fate unknown.

Subsequently, another group of evil spirit masters rushed to the scene, successfully attracting the attention of the still furious Golden-Winged Roc.

Therefore, Gu Chen was quite lucky. He took advantage of the fact that the Golden-Winged Roc was focusing all its energy on slaughtering the group of evil spirit masters, while the group of evil spirit masters were too busy to take care of themselves under the attack of the Golden-Winged Roc.

Gu Chen bowed tearfully at the edge of the cliff, gritted his teeth, and pulled out the half of the Ghost Locking Tower that was stuck in the mountainside. Then, with his hands stained with blood, he dragged it and ran wildly towards the Jade Purity Sect.

Thus, Gu Chen brought half of the Ghost Locking Tower to seek refuge and informed the evil spirit master that his next target would be the Jade Purity Sect.

"Gu Chen is a pitiful person. Although he made mistakes in the past, he has now made great contributions to the Jade Purity Sect. His merits and demerits cancel each other out, so let's give him an official position and let him stay in the sect for now!"

After a while, Feng Tianjue woke up from his meditation. He suddenly remembered Gu Chen's tragic fate and couldn't help but sigh.

Then, he smiled knowingly: "However, the fusion of the Ghost-Locking Towers to form a fifteen-story Ghost-Locking Tower, which helped Senior Brother Ziqi Donglai break through to the fifteenth level, is an unexpected delight..."

Legend has it that the Ghost-Locking Tower was left by ancient ghosts and gods, and for thousands of years, people have never heard of two Ghost-Locking Towers being able to merge.

It is not uncommon for some ancient sects to possess two Ghost-Locking Towers; even if the two towers are placed together, they will not produce the slightest reaction.

Therefore, Feng Tianjue boldly guessed that perhaps only the broken Ghost Locking Tower could merge with other Ghost Locking Towers. Although he had a conclusion in his mind and was certain that this was the result, he could not confirm it.

The reason is that the material of the Ghost Locking Tower is indestructible. Even if he had just entered the fourteenth level of cultivation, he might not be able to destroy it.

The more Feng Tianjue thought about it, the more frightened he became. The Ghost-Locking Tower, which was as hard as a rock, was easily broken in two by the Golden-Winged Roc's furious attack, which showed that the beast's strength must have reached an extremely terrifying level.

"Bam—"

Just as Feng Tianjue was lost in thought, the endless ice layer shattered into countless ice shards with a deafening roar. Immediately afterward, a figure in purple robes soared into the sky from the bottom of the Azure Pool. "Good lad, he's finally emerged from seclusion! Judging from the fluctuations in his aura, his cultivation has actually made significant progress again!" Feng Tianjue didn't look up; he simply released his divine sense with a thought.

Feng Ling roared into the air, his body radiating an aura of astonishing power. All the snowflakes that fell around him turned into wisps of white mist and cold smoke, dissolving three feet away.

"Thirteenth level peak? Good, good!"

Having ascertained Feng Ling's exact cultivation level, Feng Tian desperately uttered two "good"s, yet he still couldn't suppress the excitement within him.

"I've met the sect master!"

Upon hearing this, Feng Ling raised an eyebrow, completely concealed his aura, and descended to the ground with a few steps, bowing respectfully to the Jade Purity Sect Master.

In truth, only Feng Ling himself knew that his cultivation level had reached the fourteenth stage, and his true strength was enough to fight against someone at the fourteenth stage.

However, due to the accumulation of too much ghostly and divine power, and because he had been in seclusion for too long without any ghostly spirits being released or manifested, his cultivation level appeared to be only at the peak of the thirteenth stage.

"Sect Master, you're injured? What happened during my seclusion?"

Feng Ling was helped up by Feng Tianjue's wave of his hand. Suddenly, his gaze sharpened. With just one glance, he could tell that the other party had hidden injuries in his body and that he had been injured not long ago.

"It's just a minor injury, he won't die anytime soon!" Feng Tianjue glanced at Feng Ling with a half-smile, his expression gradually turning serious.

Immediately, Feng Tianjue told Feng Ling everything that had happened in the past year in the most concise way.

Every time a baby hatches, it's a new beginning!
Life is not sustained by hope; rather, hope arises from perseverance… Amidst the myriad troubles and disturbances of the world, may the sages present a pure land for your souls.

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(End of this chapter)