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"uh-huh……"

A long, captivating note rippled from Qingqiu Lian's throat, soft and sweet, with a rising tone at the end, making it exceptionally clear in the quiet Forbidden City.

Her beautiful eyes were closed, and her eyebrows were relaxed.

That fox-like face, uniquely alluring yet fiercely aggressive, was slightly tilted back, its seductive red lips remaining open for a long time, as if savoring some lingering aftertaste.

A moment later, she reluctantly opened her fox-like eyes, exhaling a breath of warm air that made one feel numb all over, her cheeks still flushed with satisfaction.

"...That feels good."

Ancient Ant: "..."

Its facial features conveyed a sense of disdain that transcended racial boundaries.

That sly fox is getting all high again.

It knew that Qingqiu Lian was just hypnotizing herself and hadn't actually done anything outrageous.

But to show such an expression in front of everyone, it still felt incredibly embarrassed.

Qingqiu Lian turned to the side from the couch, ignoring the strange looks from those around her.

In her view, life is but a few thousand or even tens of thousands of years.

No one can guarantee that the road ahead will be smooth sailing; death and annihilation could occur at any time.

She had no interest in that distant and elusive imperial throne.

Enjoy life to the fullest when you're successful; wear what you love on your heart.

She, Qingqiu Lian, was never timid or hesitant.

In the short span of life, to meet someone who stirs the soul and resonates with one's very essence is extremely rare.

It was an attraction that seeped from the very marrow of her bones, making everything about her rejoice, even her primordial spirit seemed to be sublimated.

That feeling is truly captivating.

The gaze directed at Feng Zhi grew increasingly satisfied, as if admiring a priceless treasure.

She moved her lips slightly, whispering in a voice only she could hear: "If only words could be made law..."

Halfway through her speech, something occurred to her, and the gleam in her eyes intensified, her body involuntarily tensing up again…

Meanwhile, Feng Zhi was unaware that he had been targeted by a demoness, and even less aware that the demoness was currently having wild fantasies about him.

Feng Zhi gazed at the spot where Lieyang Fenxian had been standing, his expression calm and without the slightest fluctuation.

At first, he did have the idea of ​​killing the other party.

But then I thought about it again.

How could such a prodigy, who carries the hopes of his clan, not have any means of protecting his life?

Either there's a protective mark left by an old monster, or a secret artifact lurking deep within the primordial spirit, ready to be triggered at any time.

He himself possessed a great deal of knowledge and naturally understood the depths of those ancient powers.

Of course, if he really disregards everything, death and the annihilation of his soul will inevitably be his final fate!

However, a mere Blazing Sun Immortal is not worth the enormous price he has to pay! Their importance is not equal.

To kill it at the lowest cost, we can only wait until we step into the starry sky or enter some special area that can isolate cause and effect.

Besides, there is another way.

To destroy the spirit.

A crack in one's Dao heart is more terrifying than death.

Gathering his thoughts, Feng Zhi continued to scan the silent figures of the gods.

His eyes were full of provocation, and his irritating tone made you want to beat him up: "Is nobody here?"

Upon hearing this, the breath that everyone had just relaxed instantly rose again, and even the old monsters in the heavens above were momentarily stunned.

"What else does he want to do?!"

They originally thought that Feng Zhi would stop there.

After all, the Blazing Sun Immortal has been crippled, his reputation has been established, and the face of the Divine Race has been trampled. Continuing to provoke him is pointless! It will only thoroughly enrage the remaining geniuses.

Knowing when to quit while you're ahead is the smart thing to do! Ke Fengzhi's behavior has never followed the rules since he appeared.

This made them almost numb.

"Even the Blazing Sun Immortal's Dao Heart has been shattered, why does he continue to provoke him?"

"It's baffling. He's already displayed his strength, and the gods are wary of him. Knowing when to stop would be the wise thing to do! But not only has he not stopped, he seems intent on suppressing them all?"

"This is insane, this is insane..." One person clutched his head, suddenly feeling a strong urge to escape.

"These are all the geniuses of the Divine Race, except for that Emperor's own son! This is the accumulation of countless tens of thousands of years!"

"Many of them were ruthless figures who suppressed an era! That Blazing Sun Immortal was just the weakest one, and his reputation was no better than the others, but which of the rest was easy to deal with?"

"He's leaving no room for compromise, repeatedly rubbing the dignity of the gods into the ground..."

The crowd murmured incessantly, all feeling that Feng Zhi had gone mad and was no longer able to distinguish reality from illusion.

But Feng Zhi himself turned a deaf ear, standing with his hands behind his back, waiting for the gods' reaction.

He was perfectly aware of what he was doing.

The primary objective of this trip is to acquire immortal gold, followed by battles against various demons.

His combat strength has reached a bottleneck, and it will be difficult to make further progress through hard training alone.

Only by facing real pressure and constantly accumulating experience in battle can we continue to move forward.

These prodigies of the divine race before us are ready-made whetstones.

One Blazing Sun Immortal is far from enough! That person is far too weak!

His strength is only one level above Gu Changfeng, and not much better than Feng Xun.

What Feng Zhi wanted was to force these people to their limits, making them have no choice but to give it their all.

It wouldn't even matter if they all came together.

The heavy atmosphere briefly subsided, and finally someone from the Protoss spoke.

With a suppressed, ferocious killing intent: "You think that because you defeated a piece of trash, my divine race has no one left?"

Feng Zhi glanced at the speaker and saw that it was the figure entwined with black lightning.

"If anyone's here, then step forward and let me see what you're made of."

"Crack!! Snap!!"

In an instant, lightning flashed and thunder roared, and the wind and clouds raged! The explosions were sharp and piercing.

Lei Liecang unleashed his full power, his killing intent, accompanied by black lightning, sweeping across the sky like the end of the world.

As the Thunder God's Dharma form took a step forward, the entire sky flashed with a moment of white light.

Feng Zhi's lips curled up slightly; finally, something decent had arrived.

However, he wasn't satisfied with that and kindly suggested, "If it's just you, you won't last long against me! Why don't you bring the others along too!"

"Whoa!!"

The crowd erupted in chaos, the commotion more intense than thunder in the sky!

"What did he just say?! That he can't hold out much longer?! And that he'd let others gang up on him?! Isn't that blatant contempt for the other side?!"

"He's insane! I think he's truly insane! What's the difference between this and openly humiliating someone?! How could someone like him possibly set aside his pride to fight alongside another person?!"

"Am I hearing things? Lei Liecang! He's the absolute face of the Lei Lie clan in this era! He once fought to a draw with a Transcendent Realm expert! He's not someone like Lieyang Fenxian, a half-baked amateur, can compare to!"

"I know the Human Emperor's physique is strong, but this is just too... too outrageous!"

"This person is arrogant and shows no respect for his opponent..."

Feng Zhi's arrogant attitude elicited reactions from even the most extraordinary individuals.

Feng Yang looked disdainful, thinking that Feng Zhi was trying to use the same old tricks again to corrupt his Daoist heart; it was just a trivial matter.

Ba Cang clenched his fists, itching to act, wishing it was him standing there.

Bi Yang smiled helplessly. This guy was just as he always was.

The unease in Jiang Xi's eyes, and Qingqiu Lian's unwavering belief...