Long Fei offered Wei Feng’s Primordial Spirit, suspended above his palm.
The large Primordial Spirit had been compressed to the size of a Nascent Soul.
Wei Cheng and Wei Zhen still believed that Long Fei intended to release their brother and excitedly shouted at Wei Feng, "Brother, are you alright?"
"Quickly release my brother!"
Wei Zhen shouted.
Wei Feng’s tortured Primordial Spirit twisted, yet he was unable to speak.
Behind them, Emperor of Snow Country Ji Xuan angrily exclaid, "Brother Long, do not let these villains go. They slaughtered over thirty thousand warriors of my Snow Country; blood flowed like rivers inside and outside the Imperial Palace. These murderers must be punished."
Wang Xiaoya looked at them with a hint of displeasure on her face.
She had never encountered a cultivator with such a killer’s aura.
Even the Demon Chiefs of her world were never this ruthless.
"Snow Country Ruler, are you courting death?"
Wei Zhen and Wei Cheng shouted anxiously.
Long Fei calmly addressed them, "Enough, everyone, quiet down. You are correct, we would not have t otherwise. Your brother’s life currently rests in my hands; saving him is simple, just hand over your Apricot Yellow Banner and the Magical Treasure on you. I am always fair; just cooperate, and I will imdiately release your brother."
"In your dreams!"
Wei Cheng and Wei Zhen cursed simultaneously.
The Apricot Yellow Banner was their protective item, how could they casually hand it over? That would leave them at the rcy of the person before them!
Long Fei shook his head and said, "Since that’s the case, don’t bla ."
A wisp of a swirl ford above his head.
Elder Wei Feng’s Primordial Spirit was consud by it, soon devouring the spiritual power from the Primordial Spirit.
Wei Cheng and Wei Zhen shouted in shock, "What are you doing?"
Wei Feng suddenly scread, "Second brother, third brother, quickly give him the Magical Treasures!"
His Primordial Spirit was aggrieved, not expecting his life to be valued less than a Magical Treasure by his brothers.
Wei Cheng and Wei Zhen shouted with swords raised, "Brother, this fellow intends to deceive us. If we hand over the Magical Treasures, he will certainly kill us!"
"Fellow Daoist Long, give us your word!"
Wei Feng’s Primordial Spirit continued to fragnt, layer by layer peeled away, consud by Long Fei, who seed about to disappear as his soul shattered.
Long Fei stared at Wei Cheng and Wei Zhen, saying, "Rest assured, I swear to heaven. As long as you hand over the Magical Treasures, I absolutely will not harm your lives."
"You think I believe you!"
Wei Zhen’s right arm was severed, but the sword hidden within did not reside within the Storage Ring on his right arm finger.
He opened his mouth wide, letting out a strange cry, "Ha!"
A longsword shot from his mouth, cutting toward Long Fei with a streak of yellow energy.
This is the Jade Void Sword Cultivation Secret thod, Abdominal Sword Technique.
The Sword Qi is nurtured within the Dantian using the energy of Primordial Gold.
The longsword was invisible, rely a sharp gold energy cutting without form.
An ordinary person with gold energy in their Dantian would have their abdon punctured by this sharp force.
Wei Zhen was different; he possessed a Gold Spirit Body.
Their bloodline was refined by various tallic energies from a young age; their blood is like tal.
The Sword Qi flew out, returning to formlessness, and even magnetic magical treasures were unable to absorb it.
Long Fei shook his head with a smile and opened his mouth wide.
With a powerful sucking force, he directly swallowed the Abdominal Sword refined by the innate Primordial Gold into his stomach.
Having cultivated the Buddhist Golden Body Technique, he had an acute perception of Golden Elental Power.
As Wei Zhen released the yellow energy, Long Fei discerned it clearly.
"You..."
Wei Zhen was shocked, thinking Long Fei was surely dood.
Unexpectedly, Long Fei’s expression remained unchanged as he smiled at Wei Zhen, "This Primordial Gold energy is indeed pure, much better than the Pure Gold energy I absorbed before."
Despite using all his ans, he still couldn’t overco Long Fei.
Wei Cheng furrowed his brow, regretting their recklessness, thinking they could roam freely in this world.
Unexpectedly, they encountered such a formidable enemy right after arriving.
Wei Feng shouted from within the vortex, "Are you two really going to watch die?"
His Primordial Spirit had already cracked, and was about to shatter completely.
"Hope you keep your word!"
Wei Cheng weighed the pros and cons, finally yielding to Long Fei.
He relinquished the Apricot Yellow Banner from above his head and removed the Storage Ring from his hand, tossing them to Long Fei.
Long Fei smirked as he received the items and scrutinized them.
The Apricot Yellow Banner was indeed a genuine True Immortal Magic Treasure, far more powerful than the Apricot Yellow Banner of the Kunlun Sect.
It contained Immortal Clan spells, impossible to breach with ordinary tools.
If he hadn’t acted this way, the two brothers could truly rely on the Apricot Yellow Banner for escape.
"Now can you release my brother?"
Wei Zhen shouted.
Long Fei pointed at Wei Cheng’s robe and said, "The Golden Thread Rope at your waist is nice; could you let have a look?"
Wei Cheng inhaled sharply, not expecting this supernatural being to have such sharp eyes.
The golden ribbon was a Golden Soft Rope his master had bestowed, enough to bind a True Immortal.
Intending to retrieve his brother and then bind Long Fei with the rope.
Yet, he had been discovered.
Having already surrendered the Apricot Yellow Banner, he was caught in a bind.
Watching from behind, Wang Xiaoya laughed quietly, thinking the three hailed from prestigious backgrounds with many magical treasures.
But they were not worldly, their minds remarkably simple.
Long Fei’s thod of boiling frogs slowly would surely be their undoing.
Wei Feng’s Primordial Spirit arm suddenly exploded, entirely devoured by Long Fei.
Refined through spiritual power, a fractured Primordial Spirit would take at least a hundred years of cultivation to nd.
Wei Feng cried anxiously, "Second brother, do not hesitate, just give it to him."
Wei Cheng stomped his foot in frustration, raising his hand to cast out the Golden Soft Rope.
However, he intended to bind Long Fei, not give the rope to him.
This Golden Soft Rope could constrain one’s spiritual power; Wei Cheng thought to gamble and try.
Immortal Clan items proved extraordinary.
The rope emitted a golden light, twisting the space around it, swiftly wrapping toward Long Fei.
"Why do you bother?"
Long Fei shook his head with a gentle smile, and the do of the Ancient Bell above him vibrated.
With a resonant hum, sound waves spread, forming a marshy space, instantly confining the Golden Soft Rope mid-air.
With a flick of the hand, he easily claid the item.
Wei Cheng and Wei Zhen were utterly petrified, staring at the Ancient Bell above Long Fei, puzzled that this world actually harbored items that could resist True Immortal Magic Treasures.
Now, their remaining Magical Treasures had been handed over.
Wei Cheng said with a thick face, "I gave you the Golden Soft Rope; now will you release our brother?"
Long Fei played with the Golden Soft Rope in his hand and said, "I only promised not to kill you; when did I promise to release you?"
"What do you intend to do?"
"Are you trying to back out?"
Incensed, Wei Cheng and Wei Zhen cursed, preparing to retreat.
This ti, Long Fei tossed out the Golden Soft Rope, binding the brothers.
Wei Cheng cursed, "This is my Magical Treasure; can you control it?"
He exerted spiritual power, agitatedly trying to retrieve the Golden Soft Rope.
Unexpectedly, the laws on the Golden Soft Rope were beyond his control, binding him and Wei Zhen, pulling tight and holding them in place.
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