After Bei Feng returned to the training ground, his face remained terribly gloomy, and the demon soldiers training there trembled with fear.

They didn't dare to breathe too loudly, afraid of offending Bei Feng and having to spar with him.

You have to understand that when they sparred with Bei Feng, it wasn't a sparring match at all; it was clearly a one-sided beating.

Sigh... It's all tears when I talk about it.

The deputy general, who was on relatively good terms with Bei Feng, stepped forward and asked him with concern what was wrong.

Bei Feng's face was dark, and you clenched your fists, gritting your teeth as you squeezed out a sentence:

"I'll kill that bastard King Lin sooner or later!"

The lieutenant swallowed hard and silently stood three meters away from Bei Feng. Having followed the Crown Prince for so long, this was the first time he had ever seen the Crown Prince so angry.

Tsk, for my own safety, it's best to stay away from the Crown Prince for now.

The Celestial Realm.

Junlin coughed up blood on the Immortal Locking Platform, shaking the entire Immortal Realm.

The best immortal physician in the celestial realm was carried directly to the Locking Immortal Platform by Feng Yi, which was surrounded by people in three or four layers.

When they saw Feng Yi carrying the Immortal Physician, the corners of the immortals' mouths twitched in unison, and they consciously made way for Feng Yi to enter.

Feng Yue stood inside the Immortal Locking Platform, closest to Jun Lin. Upon seeing the Immortal Physician arrive, he waved his hand and pulled the Immortal Physician inside.

Feng Yi, who was blocked outside by the golden barrier, was so angry that she gritted her teeth, but she had no choice but to swallow her anger and could only stare anxiously at Jun Lin.

"Immortal Doctor, quick, look at my son, what's wrong with him?" Feng Yue's face was full of anxiety.

The moment the immortal healer, who had been carried all the way, touched the ground, he finally came back to life. After catching his breath, he reached out and placed his hand on Junlin's wrist.

After a brief pause, he said, "Immortal Lord, there is no need to worry. Lord Phoenix was just momentarily overcome by anger, which is why he vomited blood. Once I prescribe some medicine, he will be fine after drinking it."

Feng Yue finally breathed a sigh of relief, frowned, and looked at the two guarding immortal soldiers, glaring angrily:

"A sudden outburst of anger? What's wrong with you? How could my son suddenly have a sudden outburst of anger?!"

Junlin did not utter a single word from beginning to end. His face was cold, and his narrow silver eyes were completely devoid of emotion.

The two guardian celestial soldiers had no idea that Jun Lin had suddenly become so enraged that he vomited blood, and they stammered for a long time without being able to explain what had happened.

Feng Yue was furious. Seeing the two of them like this, he was enraged: "Men, take these two away and deal with them according to military law!"

As soon as Feng Yue finished speaking, celestial soldiers came to pull the two people away. They were subjected to the military law of the celestial realm and would not be able to stand up for at least ten days to half a month.

The two became frightened and started to speak recklessly, trembling as they recounted their conversation about the rain in the demon realm. Feng Yue's eyes narrowed.

He immediately understood why his son had suddenly become so agitated. He looked at Junlin and questioned him with a hint of disappointment:

"After locking you up for so long, do you really still not repent?!"

A hint of cold mockery flickered in Jun Lin's narrow eyes. His thin lips parted slightly, and his voice was as icy as ice in a deep pool:

"What wrong have I done?"

"you!"

Feng Yue was angered by Jun Lin's attitude, so he flicked his sleeve and turned to leave.

The immortal physician's eyes widened, and he shouted anxiously in the direction where Feng Yue had disappeared, "No, Immortal Lord, I'm still inside!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt his figure being pulled away by a great force. When he recovered, he was already outside the Locking Immortal Platform.

He raised his hand to wipe away non-existent sweat from his forehead, still shaken; it had scared this old man half to death.