Fantasy, starting with a treasure bowl

"Hurricane Spirit, emerge!"

Just as the Ghost Kiss Crocodile bit Tianmu to death, Lu Feng also summoned his natal Hurricane Spirit Soul, his gaze turning slightly cold.

As the old saying goes, a tiger that has eaten people should not be allowed to live.

Moreover, if this Ghost Kiss Crocodile escapes now, Lu Feng will most likely suffer the consequences once it recovers from its injuries!

Therefore, Lu Feng would naturally not do something like releasing a tiger back into the mountains!

"Super Hurricane Blade Storm!"

Without the slightest hesitation, Lu Feng suddenly crushed the Hurricane Spirit Soul in his palm, simultaneously injecting a wisp of Treasure Basin spiritual energy and invisible soul power into it.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

With the combined blessing of the Treasure Basin's spiritual energy and the invisible soul power, the power of the Hurricane Blade Storm increased several times over, and its range expanded to almost cover a radius of dozens of miles. Everywhere you looked, the storm raged and the earth cracked, as if the end of the world had descended!

"roar?!"

Faced with the super hurricane blade storm that came crashing down from the sky, the Ghost Kiss Crocodile also let out a terrified roar. It didn't care about devouring the corpse of the Heavenly Eye anymore and hurriedly twisted its huge beast body to flee towards the Blackwater River not far away, intending to avoid Lu Feng's sure-kill attack.

Although high-level Heavenly Rank demonic beasts cannot yet speak human language, their intelligence is not low, roughly equivalent to that of an eleven or twelve-year-old human boy. Naturally, they already understand the principle of seeking advantage and avoiding harm.

Moreover, the Ghost Kiss Demon Crocodile's old injuries had not yet healed, and it had just broken free from the control of the Blood Soul Beast Taming Flag, so it was completely powerless to contend with Lu Feng!

Rumble! Crack...!

In an instant, a massive storm of blades swept in like a whirlwind, and before the Ghost Kiss Crocodile could escape into the Blackwater River, it was swallowed up by the storm of blades and vanished without a trace, leaving only a pool of bloody fragments in its place!

"It's over...?!"

"What kind of martial art is this? Even a high-level Heavenly Rank demonic beast can't withstand it...!"

Seeing the Ghost Kiss Crocodile torn to shreds by the Super Hurricane Blade Storm, Wu Yunran and the others, who were trying to avoid the storm's blasts, also changed their expressions slightly, looking shocked.

After all, this Ghost Kiss Demon Crocodile was a genuine high-level Heaven-rank demon beast, comparable to a sixth-level Yuanhai Realm expert among human martial artists. It was unbelievable that it was killed by Lu Feng, who had just broken through to the Yuanhai Realm, with a single move!

Rumble...!

After instantly annihilating the Ghost Kiss Crocodile, the hurricane-force storm around the Blackwater River continued to rage, but it did not harm Wu Yunran and the others. Instead, it seemed to have gained sentience and protected them.

Swish!

A few more breaths passed, and as the raging storm gradually subsided, a robust figure in a gray robe slowly emerged. His face was solemn, and he was none other than Lu Feng, who had just displayed his divine power and killed Tianmu and the others.

"Fellow Daoist Wu, Xiaoxiang, are you alright?"

With a swift leap, Lu Feng landed in front of Wu Yunran and the others. He dispersed his Yuan Power and spoke calmly, as if killing the Ghost Kiss Crocodile was no big deal, merely as casually crushing an ant.

"Brother Lu, I'm alright...!"

Wu Yunran shook her head repeatedly, indicating that she was fine.

As for Lu Xiaoxiang, her pretty face showed surprise, and she couldn't help but ask, "Lu Feng, is the old thief Tianmu and the Ghost Kiss Demon Crocodile he kept really dead...?"

"And what happened to your strength...?!"

Before Lu Xiaoxiang could utter the last word "strong," she was interrupted by the other party raising their hand.

"Xiao Xiang, don't you trust me to take action?"

Lu Feng glanced at Lu Xiaoxiang, whose face was full of disbelief, and grinned. He added, "It's only natural that the old thief Tianmu was killed by the monsters he raised. As for that man-eating Ghost Kiss Crocodile, it has already perished in the Hurricane Blade Storm."

"It's a pity I couldn't personally kill that old scoundrel, Tenmoku; it's truly regrettable..."

At this point, Lu Feng shrugged with a sigh, seemingly feeling that Tianmu's death was a bit too easy.

"Young Master Lu not only possesses unparalleled martial arts skills, but also saved the fate of the entire Dark Cloud Tribe by slaying demons and monsters. I am truly grateful and will repay you with my life!"

At this moment, a figure in a beast-patterned robe suddenly darted out from the side, then knelt down on the spot, kowtowing repeatedly to Lu Feng in front of him. His face was full of worship. He was none other than Wu Yun Mi, one of the great leaders of the Wu Yun tribe.

"Um?"

Seeing the dark clouds suddenly appear and the creature repeatedly kowtowing towards him, Lu Feng was also taken aback. "You brat, you're still alive?"

Because he had only controlled the hurricane to protect Wu Yunran and the others; he did not care about the lives of the other members of the Wu Yun tribe present.

The fact that Dark Cloud was able to escape with its life amidst the devastation of Hurricane Blade Storm is quite remarkable; one has to admit that the other party was indeed very lucky.

"Young Master Lu, you jest!"

"I am only spared from death thanks to your mercy, Young Hero Lu!!"

After kowtowing several more times, Wu Yunmi still looked terrified.

Although the Tianmu master and his disciples, who had wreaked havoc on the Wuyun tribe in the past, had been executed, the Wuyun tribe also suffered heavy losses in this calamity. Not only did Chief Wuyun Gu die, but another great lord, Wuyun Jie, also perished.

As for the various offerings and even "live sacrifices" that have been presented to Tianmu and his apprentice over the past few days, they are countless. In the end, however, the Wuyun tribe has received nothing and has suffered a huge loss!

Even so, Wu Yunmi still had to treat Lu Feng with utmost respect and dared not be negligent in the slightest.

Because, in his view, only Lu Feng can save the Dark Cloud Tribe!

"No need for formalities. The fact that you have survived is a kind of luck, and it also shows that we are destined to meet."

Lu Feng gestured for Wu Yunmi to stand up, and while taking out a few pills from his storage ring and tossing them to him, he said calmly, "Wu Yunmi, from now on, you will be the next chief of the Wu Yun tribe."

"What?! I'm the next chief of the Dark Cloud Tribe...?"

Upon hearing this, Wu Yunmi was stunned, his face filled with astonishment. "Young Master Lu, why are you doing this...!"

After all, he used to stand by Tianmu's side and oppose Lu Feng, but now he bows his head and submits, simply to save his own life.

However, Lu Feng not only didn't kill him, but also promoted him to the next chief of the Wuyun tribe, which Wuyun Mi found unbelievable.

"No need for further words, this matter is settled."

Lu Feng waved his hand again, his expression meaningful.

Although Wu Yunmi was once a follower of Tianmu, he was different from Wu Yungu and others who were blindly loyal and ignorant. He never fought against Lu Feng, and even spoke up for him at the Dharma Propagation Conference in the past.

In addition, ever since Tianmu and his disciples’ ambitious plans were exposed, Wuyun Mi had been secretly observing from the sidelines without getting involved or acting as an accomplice, which shows that he still had a conscience.

This is also why Lu Feng specifically chose Wu Yunmi as the next chieftain of the Wu Yun tribe.

"Lord of Dark Clouds, I also support your election as the next chieftain!"

Seeing this, Wu Yunran also stepped forward and then interjected.

After all, the former chieftain Wuyun Valley is dead, and the Wuyun tribe is now leaderless and in dire need of a new leader.

"Lord Wu, at this point, you don't need to refuse anymore."

"I'm sure you don't want the Dark Cloud Tribe to fall into a state of leaderlessness and endless internal strife, do you?"

Seeing that the other party was still hesitant, Lu Xiaoxiang, who had been silent for a long time, also spoke up to advise him, clearly supporting Wuyunmi to become the new chief of the Wuyun tribe.

"You young heroes are too kind!"

Seeing that everyone supported his election as the new chieftain, Wu Yunmi, who had been somewhat apprehensive, no longer insisted. He immediately cupped his hands in greeting and said, "Now that the old villain Tianmu has been executed, on behalf of the Wu Yun tribe and all its people, I thank you all for saving my life!"

"If you young heroes don't mind, please come with me back to the Dark Cloud Tribe. After all, the execution of the old thief Tianmu is of great importance, and I'm afraid my words alone are insufficient to explain it..."

At this point, Wu Yunmi looked up at Lu Feng and the others opposite him again, a hint of expectation and longing flickering in his eyes.