The immortal corpse sensed that Han Feng was even stronger than before and instinctively wanted to escape.
But how could Han Feng let him go? He grabbed the immortal corpse and wouldn't let him escape.
"Why has your strength increased so much?" The immortal corpse was shocked.
The reason he lost to Han Feng in the previous battle was because of the Xuan Tian Zhan Ling Sword in Han Feng's hand.
If it were just a contest of physical strength, the immortal corpse would not have the slightest fear.
His immortal corpse had been baptized in the Ascension Pool, making it far stronger than an ordinary mortal body.
The immortal corpse desperately wanted to leave, but the feeling of palpitations grew stronger.
Golden light erupted from Han Feng's body, instantly crushing the immortal corpse.
The immortal corpse used its other hand to transform into a blade, forcefully severing the arm that Han Feng was holding.
He had just shaken off Han Feng when he transformed into a streak of light and disappeared into the distance.
Han Feng had the ability to kill the immortal corpse, but he didn't pursue it to finish it off.
This immortal corpse needs blood to recover its body, and its target is the entire Lingzhou sect.
No matter how big or small the sects in Lingzhou are, they all have a grudge against Han Feng.
Han Feng wished all these Lingzhou sects would be wiped out, so that Tiannan would be safer.
If it weren't for Su Yinyue's influence, he wouldn't have taken action against the Heavenly Demon Sect; he would have preferred the entire sect to be destroyed.
"Thank you, fellow Daoist!"
Ancestor Silver Moon quickly expressed his gratitude.
If Han Feng hadn't intervened, he might have perished.
"No need to thank me. You've helped me a lot before, so this is me repaying your kindness," Han Feng said with a smile.
"Repay a debt of gratitude?" Old Ancestor Silver Moon asked, puzzled.
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