Chen Feng is by no means one of those rigid, inflexible, and stubborn people.

After a fierce and bloody battle, he flashed away and quickly retreated, shouting, "Lin Ji! Ju Zhang! Quickly come and lend me a hand!"

As his shout fell, two figures rushed in from different directions.

One of them was Lin Ji, who held a gleaming sword and moved about like a ghost.

The other figure was an enormous octopus, wielding eight thick, powerful tentacles that stirred up towering waves wherever it went.

Chen Feng felt somewhat relieved when he saw that the two had arrived.

Without further hesitation, he immediately turned and retreated to a safe place, then sat down on the ground and began to adjust his internal energy to recover the physical strength and true energy lost in the fierce battle.

"roar--"

The Blood Impermanence was already seriously injured, and now he was being attacked by two equally matched opponents. The situation took a sharp turn for the worse! He was struggling to defend himself and soon showed signs of defeat.

As time went on, his injuries worsened, and blood gushed out like a spring, staining the ground beneath him crimson.

However, this Blood Impermanence was a tough nut to crack; even in such a desperate situation, he refused to give in easily.

He kept roaring, as if he wanted to vent all the anger and resentment in his heart.

At the same time, he struggled frantically with both hands and feet, trying to break free from the enemy's entanglement. But unfortunately, the difference in strength between the two sides was too great, and no matter how hard he tried, it was all in vain.

In just over ten minutes, Xue Wuchang was already on the verge of death, barely clinging to life, after being attacked by Lin Ji and the giant octopus together.

He was no longer the imposing figure he once was; he lay on the ground, barely clinging to life, a pitiful sight...

"Submit to me and you will be spared death, and you can continue to be the branch leader of your Blood God Cult." Chen Feng stepped forward and said coldly to Xue Wuchang. He then planted a slave mark on him. Xue Wuchang struggled for a while, but in the end he could not resist and was enslaved by Chen Feng.

"Next, our target is the branch leader of the Demon God Cult." Chen Feng had the giant octopus hunt several sea beasts and use their blood to help Xue Wuchang heal. Only after Xue Wuchang recovered did he speak to the two people and the beast.

Over the next few days, Chen Feng, along with Lin Ji, Xue Wuchang, and the giant octopus, successively found the branch leaders of the Demon God Sect, Feather God Sect, Corpse God Sect, and Wolf God Sect. Chen Feng would first fight the leaders, and then the others would surround and attack them, beating them to the point of death before enslaving them into his own servants.

After five or six fierce battles, Chen Feng's blood and mental energy have become very refined. This is because the training in battle is more effective. At the same time, Chen Feng's combat experience has also improved very quickly. Now his overall combat strength has stabilized at the early stage of the third rank.

"In the end, only the Sea God Cult Master is left. However, we cannot let go of that third-grade sea turtle outside Sea God Island. Its strength is quite strong, no weaker than the Sea God Cult Master. If we enslave it first, we will have a better chance of dealing with the Sea God Cult Master."

Chen Feng instructed the Third Elder and Green Toad to find a way to lure the Rank 3 Sea Turtle away from Seagod Island and into the ambush zone that Chen Feng had set up in advance.

Then, the Third Elder suddenly launched an attack, his weapon flashing with dazzling light as he blasted it straight at the sea turtle.

However, this seemingly fierce attack failed to cause any real damage to the sea turtle.

The sea turtle reacted extremely quickly, spitting out a thick jet of water that shot towards the Third Elder with lightning speed.

The poor Third Elder had no time to dodge and was hit head-on by the incredibly powerful water arrow.

In an instant, he was sent flying backward like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily to the ground. His body was pierced by the water arrow, a gruesome sight.

However, under Chen Feng's command, the Green Toad, the Giant Octopus, and the six branch leaders of the Evil God Cult attacked the Rank 3 Sea Turtle together.

Despite the monstrous defense of the third-grade sea turtle, it dared not dodge under Chen Feng's mental attack and could only fight back, ultimately being beaten half to death.

Chen Feng was overjoyed. He had exhausted all his strength to successfully drag the huge, third-grade sea turtle to a deserted island.

Standing on this desolate land, Chen Feng stared intently at the enormous creature before him, a sly smile playing on his lips.

He swiftly formed a series of complex hand seals, chanting incantations as a mysterious light shot from his fingertips and pierced directly into the forehead of the third-grade sea turtle.

However, just as the light was about to form the slave mark, the third-grade sea turtle suddenly unleashed a powerful force, frantically twisting its body in an attempt to break free of its restraints.

With a dull thud, the newly implanted slave mark shattered instantly.

Chen Feng frowned slightly, but he was not discouraged. He then cast a spell again and tried to implant the slave mark on the third-grade sea turtle once more.

But the result was the same as before. The third-rank sea turtle, with strength from who knows where, struggled and resisted desperately, and the slave seal shattered as soon as it was formed.

Chen Feng was annoyed by the two consecutive failures. He gritted his teeth and decided to use his last resort.

When planting the slave mark for the third time, Chen Feng poured all his magical power into it, injecting even more spiritual energy, hoping to successfully tame this stubborn sea turtle this time.

But things didn't go as planned. The third-rank sea turtle seemed to sense the approaching danger. It struggled with all its might, even at the cost of self-harm, and finally shattered the slave seal completely.

At this moment, Chen Feng was furious. He glared at the third-grade sea turtle and said coldly, "Fine! Since you are so ungrateful and eager to die, then let's enjoy a sumptuous sea turtle soup today!"

Before he finished speaking, Chen Feng waved his right hand, and a gleaming, cold-smelling Fenglang Sword appeared out of thin air.

Holding the Fenglang Sword, he flashed and instantly appeared behind the third-grade sea turtle.

Without the slightest hesitation, Chen Feng raised his sword and brought it down, a sharp sword aura whistling past, directly severing one of the sea turtle's thick hind legs. Blood splattered everywhere, staining the surrounding sand red.

Chen Feng casually picked up the severed leg and threw it into a large pot that had been prepared beforehand.

Then, he used his spiritual power to start a fire, and soon the water in the pot began to boil, emitting bursts of steam.

The poor third-grade sea turtle could only watch helplessly as its limbs tumbled and boiled in the pot, its eyes filled with despair and fear.

Although it was only a hind leg of a third-grade sea turtle, it weighed over 100 jin (approximately 50 kg). Under Chen Feng's cooking, it was boiled into a large pot of meat soup that exuded a rich aroma, making even the third-grade sea turtle swallow its saliva, and then become terrified.

When the third-grade sea turtle saw Chen Feng and the others eating its hind legs, it was somewhat distraught and repeatedly bowed its head to Chen Feng, begging for mercy. Then, Chen Feng took the opportunity to condense another slave seal and plant it. The third-grade sea turtle submitted without any resistance.