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Chu Feng felt like his brain was about to be turned into mush.

Just at this time.

A golden streak of fire flew from afar and struck the pale green soul lamp with unerring accuracy.

Ding!

The soul lamp let out a mournful cry.

The lamp went out instantly, and the demonic energy on the lamp was burned away completely by the golden flames.

The demon general was dumbfounded.

Chu Feng was also taken aback.

He turned his head and looked in Feng Jiuyou's direction.

Feng Jiuyou was exchanging blows with the Palace Master.

That last strike was something she casually flicked out.

At the same time, her clear, cold voice resounded throughout the entire world.

"You dare to harm someone from my Flowing Cloud Sect in front of me?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Feng Jiuyou stopped holding back her strength.

A terrifying divine power, far exceeding the expectations of the Lord of the Demon Palace, erupted from her body.

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth was solidified.

A gigantic, golden phoenix phantom slowly unfurled its wings behind her.

Its wings spread out, blotting out the sky and the sun.

Golden light shone down, enveloping the entire battlefield.

This is something only a very small number of Nascent Soul cultivators can achieve—the Dharma Form!

The sinister smile on the face of the Lord of the Demon Palace froze.

He was horrified to discover that his prized demonic energy domain was incredibly fragile under the divine power of the opponent's Dharma form.

The three late-stage Nascent Soul demon generals were firmly fixed in mid-air by an invisible force.

Chu Feng stood there, feeling the golden divine power, and felt warm all over his body.

He couldn't help but grin.

"Ancestor, that's so cool!"

The Lord of the Demon Palace looked extremely grim.

He finally understood something.

Feng Jiuyou's cultivation level is by no means that of an ordinary early-stage Nascent Soul cultivator.

He was deceived.

Who told him that Feng Jiuyou was in the early stage of the Nascent Soul realm?

This combat power is definitely comparable to that of a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, and may even be stronger!

A glint of silver light flashed in Yuexi's eyes; how could she let such a good opportunity slip by?

Her silver hair danced wildly, and with a wave of her hand, she unleashed a blast of ice that struck the Palace Master.

The temple master tried his best to resist, but a thick layer of frost instantly formed on his demonic body.

The phoenix image behind Feng Jiuyou also gently flapped its wings at this moment.

Golden divine fire roared past.

The two Nascent Soul demon generals who were slightly weaker were instantly reduced to ashes in the fire.

Both body and soul perished.

Upon seeing this, the demon general wielding the giant axe was about to flee.

With a flash of golden light, he and his axe were instantly reduced to ashes.

Chu Feng's hand holding the knife froze in mid-air.

He blinked, looking at the clean, empty space in front of him.

"Ancestor!"

"Don't steal kills!"

Feng Jiuyou didn't even glance at him.

On the other side, the Lord of the Demon Palace looked at all his subordinates who had died, and a hint of madness flashed in his eyes.

He knew he had really messed up today.

If we don't leave now, we'll lose our lives here.

"Feng Jiuyou, I'll remember this debt!"

As he spoke, he suddenly detonated his demonic body.

boom!

A terrifying shockwave of demonic energy swept in.

The shockwave was deflected back by the golden light as soon as it touched Feng Jiuyou's Dharma form.

Using the recoil, the Palace Master's nascent soul, enveloped in a ball of blood light, used the secret technique of Blood Escape to tear through the void and rush out.

Feng Jiuyou stood still, coldly watching the direction where the bloody light disappeared.

Oh well, let him go. He's just a stray dog; he can't cause any trouble.

The demonic energy on the ground slowly dissipated, and the sky brightened again.

The disciples of the Flowing Cloud Sect were deathly silent for three seconds in the square.

Immediately afterwards, a deafening cheer erupted.

"Our ancestor is mighty!"

"Our ancestor is the greatest in the world!"

They were all so excited that their faces turned red and their necks bulged; some even burst into tears.

I almost thought it was going to be shipped today!

Chu Feng had no interest in cheering with them.

He flew into the air, approached Feng Jiuyou, and looked heartbroken.

"Ancestor, killing someone is just a matter of beheading them."

"You're too ruthless! At least leave me a whole corpse!"

"Those are three late-stage Nascent Soul cultivators, three of them!"

Chu Feng gestured with his signature hand gesture, "How many spirit stones and treasures must have been in that storage bag? It's all been burned to ashes! My heart is bleeding with grief!"

Feng Jiuyou glanced at him.

"The storage magic treasures of Nascent Soul cultivators all bear the imprint of their divine soul."

"Once the master dies, the brand will trigger the self-destruction of the restriction."

"Unless the person who casts the spell is far more powerful than the other party and can erase the mark instantly, you will not get anything."

Chu Feng was stunned.

He had just advanced to the Nascent Soul stage and had never experienced the looting mechanism of such an advanced map before.

It seems that the drop rate for monsters at the Nascent Soul level is deliberately lowered!

Damn planner!

"This setting is absolutely ridiculous!"

Chu Feng couldn't help but complain, "There's not even a guaranteed drop rate. Who's going to want to farm elite monsters anymore?!"

Feng Jiuyou ignored his nonsense.

Her cool, phoenix-like eyes swept across the area below the square, towards the direction of the Hall of Law Enforcement.

Wherever the eye can see.

Elder Xing, who was hiding in the shadows of the crowd, suddenly shuddered.

He felt that gaze was like a knife held directly to his neck.

The plot has been exposed.

This ancestor has seen through everything.

……

Meanwhile, at the Heavenly Sword Sect, in the council hall.

Sect Master Gu Tianxing sat upright in the main seat, holding a cup of hot tea in his hands, with a smile on his face that he could not hide.

"Elders, it seems the Flowing Cloud Sect is doomed this time."

"With the Lord of the Demon Palace personally leading the team, four against one, even if Feng Jiuyou is strong, she can't withstand it."

The elders below echoed this sentiment.

"Sect Master is wise. We should hold back this time and wait for them to fight to the death, then we can take advantage of the situation."

"I've heard that the Flowing Cloud Sect has produced quite a few good items in the past few years. When the time comes, we should..."

He hadn't finished speaking.

A series of hurried footsteps came from outside the main hall.

A disciple in charge of intelligence rushed in, his face pale, and knelt down on the ground with a thud.

"Sect Master, something terrible has happened!"

Gu Tianxing frowned and put down his teacup.

"What's the panic? If the sky falls, I'll hold it up."

"The Flowing... Flowing Cloud Sect..."

The disciple, panting heavily, spoke in a trembling voice.

"The Demon Lord's Palace suffered a crushing defeat; all three Nascent Soul Demon Generals are dead, and the Palace Master escaped with severe injuries using Blood Escape Technique!"

"The Flowing Cloud Sect has two Nascent Soul cultivators in charge!"

"What?"

The teacup in Gu Tianxing's hand fell to the ground with a "crash" and shattered into pieces.

The entire hall fell into a deathly silence.

Those elders who had just been clamoring to snatch up the bargains were now deathly pale, looking like ducks with their necks being choked.

Two Nascent Souls.

Gu Tianxing's lips trembled.

Feng Jiuyou is already troublesome enough as a Nascent Soul cultivator, but now there's another one hiding.