Watching the departing abbot, Yang Feng remained rooted to the spot, lingering there for a long time.
Then, he nodded and smiled self-deprecatingly, 'If we had no debts to repay, why would we have met?'
Yang Feng bowed slightly, his eyes filled with sincerity, and said, "Thank you, Elder, for your guidance. If you ever need my help in the future, I will do my utmost!"
Upon hearing this, the abbot stopped in his tracks, his hands gripping his prayer beads, his heart trembling.
Yang Feng!
These two names have long been known throughout the entire martial arts world.
They wreaked havoc in the holy city, annihilating thousands of generals!
In the end, he was defeated by the Temple Empress!
So, he was the demon.
"Elder, please show me the way again. This place may no longer be able to accommodate me."
Yang Feng smiled bitterly. He already knew that the people of the Holy Temple had issued a kill order, and most of the martial arts world was looking for him.
Whoever can kill this person will receive the temple's eternal protection.
Moreover, one can obtain endless cultivation resources.
With generous rewards, the strongest will inevitably emerge.
Although Yang Feng was not afraid of those people, he would get tired of fighting day and night.
The presiding monk stood still, his eyes slightly closed, and he moved his prayer beads.
After a long while, he opened his wise and bright eyes and said softly, "Benefactor, you can head west. In that place, there is a predestined relationship that may allow you to rekindle your past romance. This is something you cannot avoid."
"Love and destiny?" Yang Feng murmured softly, his eyes narrowing slightly. He had become a powerful figure in his life, yet he could not escape the single word "love".
A three-foot-long, fiery-colored sword appeared before Yang Feng.
He rode on his flaming sword, leaving a magnificent trail in the air as he flew towards the depths of the west.
Watching Yang Feng walk away, all that could be seen was his red robes fluttering, like a blazing fire, incredibly beautiful.
The abbot sighed and murmured, "If he has the strength to overcome the barrier between the Eastern and Western continents, then this relationship may be able to continue. As for the so-called inevitability, it was just something I said casually."
Actually, romantic entanglements can be avoided.
Five hours later, the entire sky darkened, but Yang Feng continued to fly swiftly on his sword.
The Heavenly Temple was already located on the edge of the Eastern Continent, and now it is heading west again.
Soon, Yang Feng suddenly smelled a very strong bloody scent below.
He possesses the Chaos Pearl, which gives him an extreme sensitivity to bloodshed and resentment.
"How many people actually died down there?"
Yang Feng hovered high in the sky, his brows furrowed as he gazed at the surroundings. The corpses were long since decomposed, yet the air still reeked of blood. (Urban Super Full-Time System)
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Chapter 675 The Demon Clan
Just as Yang Feng was about to continue westward, an enormous sound suddenly erupted.
Immediately afterwards, an extremely strong energy fluctuation came from underground.
A powerful and majestic aura swept out, instantly enveloping Yang Feng.
"What's going on?"
Yang Feng frowned and looked down, thinking that a peerless expert was about to appear.
The earth suddenly cracked open, a deep fissure gradually widening, and a terrifyingly high temperature suddenly rose.
The temperature around us was rising rapidly.
The temperature of the earth is probably over 90 degrees Celsius right now!
Finally, a flame the size of a basketball shot out, seemingly possessing a kind of sentience.
"The Earth Core Azure Lotus Flame! This is a legendary strange flame, ranking among the top twenty in the universe!"
"Such a divine object actually exists in this wild and desolate land!"
Yang Feng stood on the longsword, gazing at the swirling blue flames in mid-air, his eyes filled with awe.
However, according to his memory, only cultivators with fire spiritual roots could subdue this strange fire.
After acquiring a different kind of fire, cultivators with fire spirit roots will experience a significant increase in strength, including a greatly improved chance of successfully refining pills.
"I possess a celestial-grade fire spirit root; refining this strange fire is merely a matter of time."
A glint flashed in Yang Feng's eyes, a smile appeared on his lips, and his body left a trail of afterimages in mid-air.
In the blink of an eye, he arrived in front of the strange fire, attempting to grab the basketball-sized flame.
The moment Yang Feng came into contact with the flame, it unleashed a terrifying burst of fiery power, as if it were about to destroy the world.
Yang Feng's hand was instantly engulfed in flames.