Master's Chief Disciple

Feng Yichen originally wanted to tear open the space to trap the monster, but it was too powerful and escaped after being trapped for a short time. They fought all the way to the Canghua Ancient Forest, where thousands of monster soldiers were trying to break the formation in the ancient forest, trying to let other companions in the ancient forest escape. Feng Yichen seized the moment to use his spiritual sense to scan the formation, thinking to himself: "Sure enough, the monsters are trying so hard to break this formation, not just to release the monsters in the formation."

He sensed that there was a more powerful force stirring within the formation. "If they really break this ancient formation, the consequences will be disastrous. We must find a way to stabilize the seal of this formation and wipe out the enemy outside the formation."

The cunning and treacherous monster deliberately moved the battlefield to the clouds, not giving him any chance to kill the monsters on the ground that were destroying the formation. The monster had made sufficient calculations, expecting that Feng Yichen would not leave here easily. His departure would give the monster a chance to break the formation, but if he did not make a quick decision, he would probably miss the opportunity to rescue them. If he used too much force, he would accidentally break the formation. The only plan now was to get rid of the sixteenth-level monster first, then deal with the monsters on the ground, and then rush over to rescue people.

During the fight, the clouds in the sky were torn apart, revealing the long-lost azure blue. A few rays of sunlight fell on the ground, but it was soon covered by the black air again. The demon grinned triumphantly, "Once I get rid of you, no one in this world of immortal cultivation will be able to stop our race! The Yuan Realm will eventually be the world of our demon race."

Feng Yichen snorted coldly upon hearing this and said disdainfully: "You demon race's chess moves are a complete mess!"

The demon leader was furious when he heard this, and his arrogance soared, "Do you think you humans still have a chance of winning? You will be the ones who are eliminated in this game!"

Feng Yichen had a bad premonition and frowned slightly. This slight expression was still caught by the leader, who said in a very proud tone, "Since you humans are about to die, I will let you die knowingly!"

"I guess the ghost realm is in chaos now. And your chief disciple, we have prepared a big gift for her!" After saying that, he laughed out loud.

"Do you really think we have no soldiers left?" The leader laughed crazily, his expression distorted, making people want to kick him hard and chop him to pieces.

"We have made sufficient preparations for this moment. Sooner or later, you humans will be trampled under the feet of our demon race."

Feng Yichen just chuckled and ignored his words. He quickly walked up to it with his sword and slashed it down. Unexpectedly, it was just an illusion. Sensing the murderous aura behind him, Feng Yichen quickly turned around and dodged. Then the leader summoned two long swords and fought with Feng Yichen. The speed of their fight was so fast that it could not be captured by the naked eye. Two light shadows, one blue and one black, collided back and forth, and only the sound of swords rubbing against each other could be heard.

About half an hour later, the two sides pulled away from each other. The demon covered his chest and coughed violently with black blood gushing out. He could hardly maintain his human form. He could vaguely see that his true form was a seven-tailed black fox. "You have been poisoned by my Black Tuo poison. In a few days, the spiritual power in your body will slowly stagnate. In a short period of time, you will no longer be able to circulate the spiritual power in your body. You will be like a useless person!"

Although Feng Yichen was only slightly injured, he did feel the subtle changes in the spiritual power in his body. After a moment, he raised the corner of his mouth and said, "Before this, this spiritual power is enough to kill you!"

The demon, who was originally feeling proud, suddenly froze in expression. He stared at Feng Yichen fiercely, then shouted and transformed into his original black fox form, starting a new round of fighting with Feng Yichen. The black fox's demonic power was weakened by the sword strikes. He was no match for Feng Yichen at all. Finally, he used the Fire Burning Technique from the Source Desolate Sword Technique. The demon used its remaining demonic power to transform into two phantoms to slow down the speed and strength of the attack, but it was all in vain. The fire burnt pierced through the phantom and quickly stabbed into the black fox's chest. The black fox fell to the ground and died, with its demon pill shattered!

Feng Yichen felt a sharp pain in his left shoulder, and black blood was oozing from the wound. After simply treating the wound, he went towards the formation, chanting some spell. After a moment, a field filled with freezing air unfolded, and thousands of demon soldiers on the ground were pulled into the field he had set up. The moment his mind moved, all the demon soldiers were killed by the incomparably cold breath.

He then repaired the formation and drew a talisman to stabilize it, muttering to himself, "The continuous fighting plus the stabilization of this formation has consumed 50% of my spiritual power. This Heituo poison... is indeed overbearing!" As soon as he finished speaking, he felt a fishy and salty liquid gushing out of his throat and dripping from the corners of his mouth. The bright red blood dyed the ground red. He had just taken a few steps when he felt dizzy, which made him realize that he had to heal his wounds before he would have the strength to leave.