The Northern Desolate Wastelands.
Beside a small tent, Yi Feng lay on the sandy ground, bored out of his mind with his hands pillowed behind his head, staring at the sky with a look of utter frustration.
"How much longer do I have to wait for a decent opponent to show up..."
Not far away, there were still remnants of corpses. He had gained quite a bit of experience, but after waiting for so long, all that had arrived was another bunch of weaklings, far from the experts he had hoped for. Yi Feng was starting to feel disappointed.
It seed like he had stirred up a hornet's nest, and all he had to do was wait for soone to co find him. But with no powerful characters showing up, he couldn't help but start to wonder.
"Could it be that this so-called Fallen God Palace is also full of weaklings?"
The mont the words left his mouth.
The sky suddenly churned with wind and clouds!
Terrifying ripples spread out like tidal waves. Two figures condensed into view, radiating dazzling light, standing proudly in the sky like the sun and moon. Their cold eyes were filled with an aura of invincibility as they indifferently swept their gaze over the land, not a trace of emotion showing.
Only when they saw the corpses on the ground and then looked towards Yi Feng did their light begin to fade, revealing flawless silver-armored figures. They were almost identical in their handso beauty, and the tone of their speech was equally icy.
"You... are the outsider cultivator who killed these worthless trash?"
Seeing such arrivals asking questions, Yi Feng perked up slightly and stood up.
"Yes, that's !"
He hardly needed to think. Anyone who could find this place was most likely a powerful figure from the Fallen God Palace. These two looked extraordinary, so it probably wasn't a mistake.
To avoid any misunderstanding, Yi Feng asked again to confirm.
"Are you from the Fallen God Palace?"
Who would have thought that as soon as he spoke, the silver-armored pretty boy on the right in the sky would look down with a cold gaze, crossing his arms with an expression of disdain.
"You are not qualified to inquire about our identities!"
The pretty boy on the left appeared slightly more composed, but the slight upward curl at the corner of his mouth betrayed his sense of innate superiority. He looked down and spoke faintly.
"By normal convention, you would have no right to lay eyes upon us brothers."
"However, today we are under the Celestial Decree of the Star Lord to bring you for an audience. This is both an honor and an opportunity for you. We shall make an exception this once."
"We brothers are Star Envoys of the Fallen God Palace, standing above all living beings of Lan Star. We answer only to the Star Lord himself. Even the outer sect elders of the Fallen God Palace must kneel and bow upon seeing us!"
"Even if you have gained the Star Lord's favor, you should kneel and pay your respects upon seeing us!"
After listening to this stream of pretentious spiel, Yi Feng couldn't help but frown.
The newcors were indeed from the Fallen God Palace. Judging by their 'looking down their noses' attitude, they must hold high status. But where did they get such confidence, demanding others kneel upon eting?
He was just worried about the lack of powerful opponents, and here they co putting on such an act right off the bat.
Judging by their deanor, they must have so skills.
A fight was definitely in order!
Not waiting for them to continue their blathering, Yi Feng decisively drew his greatsword!
"Whoosh!"
Pushing off the ground with his toes, he shot into the air. A sudden, unexpected thrust of his sword was already right before their eyes!
The two figures in the sky showed not a hint of panic, completely composed in the face of this ambush, as relaxed as if seeing a fly approach. The pretty boy on the right casually extended a hand, enveloping the space before him, as if he could casually grasp his opponent in his palm.
But the mont his hand reached out.
Suddenly!
The previously ordinary-looking long sword erupted with a terrifying sword intent!
A deafening hum shook the heavens and earth, their colors seeming to change!
The silver-armored guard's eyes widened in shock. He hurriedly extended his left hand, both palms simultaneously channeling his full cultivation. A shimring, multi-colored barrier instantly protected his palms and then spread to envelop his entire body.
It seed like an impregnable barrier between heaven and earth!
Yet in the very next instant.
With a crisp crack, the multi-colored barrier shattered to pieces, and the man's right arm was severed clean off!
Everything happened in the blink of an eye!
By the ti the silver-armored guard on the left regained his senses, his brother was already howling in pain, sweat beading like pearls, multi-colored blood mist scattering in the air, his right hand tumbling down to the filthy earth below!
"Hiss..."
The man gasped sharply, sucking in a cold breath, and whipped his head around to look behind him!
Gazing at Yi Feng's figure, holding the sword with his back turned, a clear trace of wariness appeared in his eyes. All his earlier hesitation vanished, replaced by an angry shout!
"How dare you!"
"You... you actually ambushed my brother! Don't think that just because you have so cultivation, you can act lawlessly! Even if the Star Lord favors you, such actions are a capital offense!"
"You..."
His words were cut short as Yi Feng turned around, his presence silencing the man.
Looking at Yi Feng's face again, and that terrifying blood-dripping long sword, his heart suddenly clenched. He actually felt uncertain about his ability to defeat his opponent.
Wariness, shock, fury!
A tangle of emotions churned in his heart. This lofty Star Envoy's ntal state was instantly thrown into utter chaos, unable to believe the person before him was so powerful!
Seeing that hesitant, uncertain expression, Yi Feng let out a helpless sigh.
"Ah..."
A horizontal sweep of the sword, and two severed halves of a corpse fell once more.
"Thud! Thud!"
Listening to the dull thumps from the ground, Yi Feng suddenly felt a sense of emptiness.
These so-called Star Envoys talked a big ga, their airs were incomparably haughty, but in the end, their skills were still limited, leading to nothing but disappointnt.
Is this it?
And they put on such airs all day long. Really unbelievable.
Looking towards the other pretty boy with the severed arm, Yi Feng smacked his lips, his interest already waning.
"You brothers aren't much good either. How do you have the nerve to act so high and mighty?"
The man's face shifted through shades of pale and red, clutching his right shoulder, his eyes filled with hatred!
"You... you!"
He looked like a spoiled child experiencing injustice for the first ti—angry, scared, and feeling utterly wronged, but no longer daring to act arrogantly.
His pale face flushed red from pent-up fury before he finally managed to spit out a threatening line!
"You truly have no sense of the heights of heaven or the depths of earth!"
"Relying on a bit of cultivation, you dare to slay my elder brother! If you have any guts, let this one return to the Fallen God Hall to inform the Star Lord! Then you will regret it a thousand tis over!"
Hearing this, Yi Feng wasn't the least bit surprised.
Sigh...
A classic case of a brat running to tattle to his parents after causing trouble. This was the most predictable outco.
Hearing the title 'Star Lord' again, Yi Feng felt a flicker of anticipation.
After all, that was the number one figure on Lan Star. He definitely wouldn't be as useless as these incompetent underlings. In a real fight, he would absolutely have so substance.
After pondering for a few breaths, Yi Feng sheathed his sword and responded with a smile.
"Alright."
"Hurry up and go deliver your ssage. I'll be waiting."
Hearing the smiling words, the pretty boy's eyes showed shock, as if finding it sowhat unbelievable!
"You... you're really going to let leave?"
Yi Feng waved his hand impatiently!
"Scram! Get lost! Now!"
Only then did the man finally grit his teeth, lower his head with resentnt, and flee into the distance in a flash!
Watching the direction where the figure disappeared, Yi Feng finally revealed an expectant smile. Landing on the ground, he mounted Man Man, gave a wave of his hand, and quietly issued an order.
"Quick! Follow that guy! But don't follow too closely, don't startle the snake and ruin my plans!"
Man Man wiggled the antennae on its head and whooshed, disappearing from the spot.
Yi Feng instantly slicked back his hair, a sharp glint flashing in his eyes.
He was no fool.
Letting that pretty boy go was definitely not a sudden burst of kindness. It was to follow the trail. By tailing this guy, he could definitely find the enemy's main base.
And then, he could find that Star Lord for a fight!
Waiting in this godforsaken place, all he got to fight were weaklings back and forth. What fun was that? He couldn't just wait forever until who-knows-when!
If he was going to fight, he would fight the strongest!
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