"Buzz buzz buzz!"

Under the control of the night wind, countless internal energies quickly condensed into spiritual energy, and then this spiritual energy was controlled to flow throughout the body. With each cycle, it was found that not only physical strength, but also meridians and dantian would become stronger.

And it's growing stronger rapidly, in a way that's visible to the naked eye!

Night Wind's body continued to expand, as if breathing, and each expansion brought a huge increase in strength.

After a long while.

After Ye Feng had completely digested the spiritual energy in his body, he exhaled a breath of turbid air and then slowly stood up. At this moment, his strength had undergone a qualitative leap, which was the transformation brought about by spiritual energy!

"I should be able to tread on the void now, right?" Ye Feng thought, just about to test the power he had gained, when he suddenly heard a powerful bell sound.

He looked up and saw a beam of light suddenly descend from the sky, then slowly reveal a figure that stood in front of Ye Feng.

Night Wind was utterly astonished when he saw this person, because he looked exactly like him!

Even their demeanor and strength are the same!

Just as Ye Feng was preparing for battle, the "Ye Feng" suddenly spoke.

"All things in heaven and earth have a spirit; so do you and I."

"The clock of creation, reflecting on the way of heaven."

"Sudden enlightenment in sitting meditation leads to countless variations."

As they were talking.

Suddenly, "Night Wind" started to move, but instead of attacking Night Wind, he kept practicing a martial art in place!

"What kind of technique is this teaching me?" Ye Feng was taken aback, then squinted and examined it carefully. Suddenly, he seemed to realize something was wrong.

Suddenly, a sense of crisis came from behind.

Without hesitation, Ye Feng summoned the Heavenly Sword and then used his spiritual power to control it, slashing fiercely three inches to the left behind him!

"Sizzle!"

The sound of flesh being sliced ​​by a blade rang out.

Ye Feng suddenly looked back and saw a woman dressed very provocatively, clutching a huge wound in her abdomen and breathing heavily as she stared at him.

"A decent illusion." Ye Feng looked at the other party with some surprise and said, "Combined with the influence of the Heavenly Immortal Sect, it makes others mistakenly believe that it is a blessing from heaven, and then takes advantage of the opponent's lapse in attention to kill them in one fell swoop."

"The idea is good, but unfortunately your strength is a bit lacking." Ye Feng looked at the woman and said slowly, "If you are willing to tell me what this illusion is made of, I can spare your life."

The woman gave a bitter laugh and said, "Although I am seriously injured, I am not dead yet. If I want to leave, I can leave now!"

"You can give it a try," Ye Feng said to her with a shrug and an indifferent expression.

The woman was taken aback, then quickly tried to speak, "Me!"

The last two words haven't been transmitted yet.

The blade of the night wind had already reached her neck, only a millimeter away from her skin. If it had moved forward even a little bit, it would have instantly slit her throat!

"This way of exiting has too many limitations," Night Wind warned with a laugh. "If I slit your throat right now, do you think you could still speak?"

Upon hearing this, the woman was instantly startled. Her scalp tingled, her heart pounded wildly, and her mind felt as if shrouded in a shadow of terror.

yes!

If your throat is cut, you definitely won't be able to speak!

When that time comes, we'll be at their mercy.

Unless you say it the moment you meet!

Otherwise, if you encounter such a terrifying opponent, the only outcome will be death!

"So, you should tell me the details of this illusion technique. I don't have any intention of learning it; I just want to be on guard," Ye Feng explained. "Otherwise, I might not be able to escape alive next time I encounter it!"

The woman sighed deeply, then, as if her life depended on it, she reached out and lowered the tip of Ye Feng's sword, and said, "This is a secret technique of our sect. I can't tell you the details, but I can tell you how to avoid this situation."

"Speak freely." Night Wind sheathed his Heavenly Sword and then listened attentively.

The woman glanced at Ye Feng first, then hesitated for a long time before saying, "As long as you hold your breath, these illusions will disappear directly, but you have to hold your breath for at least ten seconds, otherwise it will be useless."

"I understand, thank you," Ye Feng said simply. "You can go now."

The woman nodded, then said "I'm leaving," and was teleported away, leaving the place behind.

"Such a wondrous illusion technique, truly remarkable!" As Ye Feng was thinking this, another warm current flowed through his body, quickly converging into a river that began to swirl around his dantian.

Without hesitation, Ye Feng immediately sat down cross-legged and began to refine the spiritual energy, transforming it into spiritual power through his dantian.

This process lasted for about ten minutes.

After Ye Feng finished refining, he realized that the spiritual power in his body was incredibly abundant, almost occupying half of his dantian!

"It seems I'm not far from breaking through," Ye Feng murmured, looking at his hands. "But this speed is too fast. Haste makes waste. I should slow down, otherwise my cultivation level will become unstable again."

After another five minutes of quiet meditation.

Night Breeze was teleported away, and when she opened her eyes again, her opponent for this round was already in front of her.

A dark-skinned boy was lying on the ground, fast asleep.

Night Wind looked surprised for a moment, then asked, "What's this?"

The dark-skinned boy heard the noise, then scratched his butt impatiently, sat up, and looked at Ye Feng with a dazed expression, saying, "Can't you see I'm sleeping? Can't you just be quiet for a bit?"

"This round of the competition has already begun." Ye Feng said, not taking it lightly, but rather being on high alert. "I don't like to waste time, let's get started."

The dark-skinned youth clicked his tongue impatiently, then looked at Ye Feng. After seeing Ye Feng's appearance clearly, he said with some surprise, "So it's you, the one from the Demonic Sect."

“I am not a member of the Demonic Sect,” Ye Feng explained.

"Oh, right." The dark-skinned boy said blankly, "Anyway, it doesn't matter."

As he spoke.

The dark-skinned boy introduced himself: "My name is Xuan Yuan. What's your name?"

"Night wind!"

Ye Feng blurted out, then his figure suddenly doubled in size, his speed reaching its limit, as he slashed towards Xuan Yuan.

Xuan Yuan was startled, clearly not expecting Ye Feng to be so fast!