Transcending Heavens: My Cheat Code is Myself

“.........”x2

As it turns out, people really do get speechless when they're at a loss, even at such a crucial moment.

"Alright, alright, I know you're touched, but there's no need to say more. Just remember how good your senior brother is to you."

Chen Feng waved his hand, indicating that these were minor issues, just some talismans, and that he should take them and use them.

Just as Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai were about to speak, expressing their deep gratitude and determination to thank their senior brother, a light mist suddenly rose around them, and then the group vanished from Chen Feng's sight.

Chen Feng's eyes widened instantly. He squatted down and looked left and right, but he couldn't figure out how the other party had done it. There wasn't even a trace of spiritual energy, let alone any marks. If it weren't for the few large, watery footprints on the ground, Chen Feng would have even wondered if he was dreaming.

The fantasy world is indeed unreliable; only solid evidence from the physical world can put our minds at ease.

"How could this be? Even my Yin-Yang Eyes can't see through the mysteries of this place, yet they managed to kidnap someone right under my nose?"

Well, Chen Feng has gotten used to it and is really treating his Grim Reaper perspective as a kind of psychic ability.

"No way, you just left without a word. How am I supposed to explain this to Master?" Chen Feng looked at the footprints with a chill running down his spine. Then he thought of his Uncle Nine, who had lost his son. His disciples had been wiped out as soon as they left the manor. Was this really a bad thing?

Turning his head to look at the gloomy Tiger Stronghold, Chen Feng swallowed hard. Before he could make a decision, a thin layer of fog rose up around him again, and an invisible force attacked him. However, it was deflected by the faint silver light released by the calming talisman on Chen Feng's body and returned empty-handed.

Chen Feng's heart skipped a beat. It seemed that this thing had taken away his junior brothers by strange means. This power seemed strange, but in reality, it didn't seem very powerful. His own calming talisman could force it back. Obviously, the other party used some kind of technique of using minimal force to achieve maximum effect. After observing for a moment, Chen Feng immediately reached out and gently pinched the talisman. The silver light released by the calming talisman paused for a moment, and then completely dissipated.

Chen Feng vanished from his spot in an instant.

.........

"boom!"

A loud thud followed, as if something heavy had crashed to the ground. Chen Feng casually clapped his hands, straightened his appearance, and sneered, "I thought it was some kind of powerful technique, but it turns out it's just a bunch of lousy bastards ganging up on me."

Indeed, Chen Feng was initially a little flustered after being taken away, feeling that he was not quite steady enough. After all, what if the other party threw him into some dangerous place? Wouldn't he be handing himself over to them?

Chen Feng's worries were indeed correct; the other party really did just that. However... looking at the Yin ghosts lying all over the ground, Chen Feng really wanted to say... Is that all?

When Chen Feng first arrived at this place, he was filled with a chilling aura. He couldn't see ahead or behind him, and it seemed to have no boundaries. He was quite flustered and didn't know what to do. However, just as he was about to explore further...

Several malevolent spirits, carrying large machetes, with fleshy faces and uttering strange roars, appeared in front of Chen Feng and blocked his path.

"Not just here? Is that alright?" Upon their first meeting, Chen Feng politely cupped his hands in greeting.

"Awoooooo!" The moment the ghosts saw Chen Feng, they pounced on him like mad dogs.

"I wipe!"

Chen Feng reacted instinctively and threw a punch. Only after he finished did he realize that he should have used talismans to deal with these ghosts. Since he was human, he shouldn't have been able to directly touch them. If nothing unexpected happened, his fist should have passed right through the ghosts without causing them any harm.

Then, to Chen Feng's astonishment, the Yin Ghost's face rapidly collapsed, twisted, and deformed before flying away quickly.

"What's going on? My fist can actually hit these ghosts directly?"

Chen Feng first looked at his fist in disbelief, then at the Yin Ghost lying on the ground, unable to get up, and his eyes lit up. "Hehehehehe..."

"Paji!"

After kicking the last one to pieces, Chen Feng finally had time to carefully examine the gloomy space again. After the earlier probing, Chen Feng had come to understand some of the situation.

First of all, these Yin ghosts are endless. Even if Chen Feng beats them all to a pulp, they can still regenerate. This is quite terrifying. If Chen Feng hadn't been able to keep up with their punches and had the strength of a thousand pounds, he could have fought with people for a whole day without breaking a sweat. He probably would have been played to death by them.

After all, since the Yin ghosts are formless and intangible, the opponent can only attack them with talismans or similar items. And who dares to say that they have an endless supply of talismans? Moreover, the main body of the opponent is clearly hiding. These Yin ghosts are just small fry.

As for why Chen Feng was so certain they were just low-level henchmen, it was naturally because the few ghostly figures he had just encountered looked extremely familiar. Indeed, they were none other than the bandits from Crouching Tiger Stronghold, one of whom Chen Feng had personally selected. How could they not look familiar...?

Of course, as a way of repaying the other party for the favor, Chen Feng, thinking it would be a waste not to take the little gun, carefully protected it for them. He originally planned to return it personally when the other party was reincarnated. However, things didn't go as planned; since the other party was now here, it seemed there was no hope of ever getting it again...

Of course, none of that is the main point. The main point is that he defeated his opponent, but the opponent didn't leave behind any local specialties, such as glowing spirit particles. Obviously, defeating monsters doesn't yield loot, which is a bit of a challenge to Chen Feng's bottom line. This is why Chen Feng is very unhappy. In fact, to vent his dissatisfaction, he has already started to finish off his opponent with his feet.

"Damn it! I didn't get any loot, which means what I destroyed wasn't the opponent's true form at all, but just an illusion, or even just a wisp of yin energy." Chen Feng's face immediately turned extremely ugly, and he clenched his fists angrily. "If the opponent doesn't reveal their true form and intends to wear me down like this, I'm afraid I can only last three days and three nights now!"

Thinking of this, a deep sense of powerlessness welled up in my heart. If I didn't break this deadlock soon, I would starve to death in three days and three nights!

After all, scientific research shows that a person will basically die if they don't eat for three days and three nights, let alone Chen Feng, who is a martial artist, who would get hungry even faster. Judging from this, he probably wouldn't last three days and three nights.

Chen Feng explored for a while longer, the familiar roar echoing in his ears.

"Ow!"

"Here we go again! This time, watch my Ah Wei's Eighteen Subduing Snakes Techniques. This is my latest researched ultimate move. It would be an honor for you to die under this move." Chen Feng stood with his hands behind his back, calmly watching the Yin ghosts that pounced on him like vicious dogs, intending to crush them to pieces once again.

"Shh!"

A small hand suddenly appeared out of thin air.