"Is the Demon King very powerful? What is his cultivation level?"
"The demon kings in the demon race are all at the late stage of the Integration Realm, while you are only at the late stage of the Nascent Soul Realm. They are two whole major realms higher than you."
"You mean you look down on me? Others have cultivated for thousands of years, while I've only cultivated for a few decades. If you give me a few more decades, I'll definitely catch up with him. What do you say?"
"I don't think it's a good idea. Putting aside the question of whether you can catch up with him in a few decades, this marriage was arranged by my Silver Moon lineage ancestor. My ancestor is at the Mahayana stage. Unless you can defeat him, I will never marry you."
"Then forget it, I'll take it slow." Han Feng sighed.
"Why don't you tell me a time, and I'll wait for you?" Su Yinyue asked with a half-smile.
"No need for that. You can marry him first, and I'll marry you when my cultivation level is high enough."
What do you mean by that?
"Because that would make me even more excited."
"Go to hell!!"
Su Yinyue understood Han Feng's meaning perfectly well, and her face turned bright red with anger.
"Old Demon Han, you don't take us seriously."
The dozen or so late-stage Nascent Soul cultivators from Lingzhou were furious.
While they were besieging Han Feng, he not only didn't take it seriously, but also had time to flirt with Su Yinyue.
"I almost forgot about you all."
Han Feng released two Gold-Eating Insects, which rushed towards more than a dozen late-stage Nascent Soul cultivators from Lingzhou.
The two gold-devouring insects swallowed Su Yinyue's thousand-year blood fruit and their cultivation level has reached the late stage of the Nascent Soul realm.
As the top of the ten most ferocious insects, the Gold-Eating Insect is virtually invincible among its peers.
The dozen or so late-stage Nascent Soul cultivators in front of them were really not enough for the two Gold-Devouring Insects to eat in one meal.
At first, no one understood what was going on, until two gold-devouring insects burrowed into the body of a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator.
Before the late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator could even scream, his body and nascent soul were completely devoured by the two Gold-Eating Insects.
"These are gold-devouring insects!!"
The remaining fourteen people only realized what was happening after their companions were devoured by the gold-eating insects.
What good was realizing it? The fourteen people still couldn't escape being devoured.
No matter what methods they used, such as the Great Dao or various magical treasures, they could not stop the two Gold-Eating Insects for long.
After the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, all fourteen people were devoured by the Gold-Eating Insects.
Han Feng took it back and reinforced the master-servant contract of the Gold-Eating Insect.
The gold-devouring insects are quite terrifying, and he had to be careful.
Unless one's cultivation level breaks through to the Void Refinement stage, one will not allow the Gold Devouring Insect to advance further.
Even with Mo Qingfeng's foresight, he still needed to be as cautious as possible.
"burst!"
With all fifteen late-stage Nascent Soul cultivators dead, Feng Li knew that all was lost.
Han Feng's strength far exceeded his expectations; he was no match for him at all.
At the same time, he also understood that if he fell into Han Feng's hands, it would be impossible for him to leave alive.
Feng Li shattered the ancient sword, giving himself a chance to escape.
This time he had a better understanding of Han Feng's strength, and he knew that the next time he came, it would be Han Feng's death day.
"Did you get my permission to leave?"
Han Feng activated two body-refining techniques, and a giant black and white hand reached out.
The aftershocks of the ancient sword's explosion had no effect whatsoever on the black and white giant hand.
Feng Li hadn't escaped far before he was caught by the black and white hand.
The black and white hands possessed immense power, rendering Feng Li completely immobile.
"I am a true disciple of the Taiqing Sect. If you dare to kill me, the Taiqing Sect will surely exterminate your entire clan."
“I was originally planning to use you to ask the Taiqing Sect for spirit stones, but since you’ve threatened me, I think there’s no need for that now.”
Han Feng increased the force in his hands, intending to crush Feng Li.
"Ahh!"
Feeling excruciating pain in her body, Feng Li couldn't help but let out a scream.
Han Feng showed no intention of stopping; he intended to crush Feng Li's body and soul together.
Just as Feng Li was about to perish completely, a tremendous force came from Feng Li's body.
This immense force forced the black and white hands apart, allowing Feng Li to escape.
At this moment, Feng Li was in a terrible state, bleeding from all seven orifices, and his entire skin was red and congested with blood.
If this immense force hadn't appeared in time, Feng Li would likely have already died.
Han Feng withdrew the black and white giant hand and did not continue to attack.
An old Taoist priest with a white beard appeared in front of him, and his aura was quite terrifying.
"The old Taoist priest Tianji actually showed up here. Old Demon, you'd better be careful."
Su Yinyue's expression changed drastically: "This old Taoist Tianji is also very famous in the entire Lingzhou. He once faced three Mahayana stage cultivators from the enemy sect alone and did not fall behind."
"I never expected that Feng Li's master would be this old Taoist Tianji. Although what I see here is just an avatar of his, his strength is still quite terrifying."
"Master, this person doesn't want to return the sword pellet and even wants to kill me. You must do justice for me." Feng Li looked at Han Feng with murderous intent in his eyes.
"Before you left, I cast a divination for you. It said that as long as you politely asked for your sword pellet back, even if the other party refused, they would not harm your life. Did you not listen to your master?"
Instead of directly attacking Han Feng, the old Taoist priest Tianji began to criticize Feng Li.
"Disciple knows he was wrong."
Feng Li knew the old Taoist's temperament well, so he could only admit his mistake helplessly.
"Now that you're going back to Sword Pill, you'll have twenty years to reflect on your mistakes and temper your character."
"Your disciple obeys."
Feng Li readily agreed.
He understood from the words that his master wanted to retrieve the sword pellet for him.
As long as I can get my sword pellet back, I'd be willing to face the wall in repentance for twenty years, or even a hundred years.
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