Everyone was discussing this unusual windfall reward, but no one seemed to want a piece of it; they all wanted to live longer.
Yuan Huan glanced at Qin Feng, and seeing that he didn't make any move, he became cautious and began to absorb the energy.
This pure, high-level energy made him groan involuntarily.
"As expected, the more intense the tribulation, the richer the reward. The spiritual energy here is higher in both purity and grade than usual, and it must be the ultimate in this world."
Qin Feng glanced at Yuan Huan briefly, then absorbed the energy without hesitation.
The two maintained a peaceful situation for the time being, and neither had time to care about their disheveled appearance.
Those watching the battle silently observed the scene, knowing that an even fiercer fight was bound to break out later.
Yuan Huan quickly realized something was wrong; the spiritual energy was dissipating too quickly.
"What's going on? Is it almost time?"
He couldn't help but glance in Qin Feng's direction, and what he saw made his eyes widen in shock and anger.
Qin Feng was gulping down food, and an energy vortex formed around him, with psionic energy revolving around him.
This left Yuan Huan's side much weaker.
Yuan Huan couldn't understand why such an absurd scene had occurred.
"That's not right. I've already transcended tribulation and become an immortal, a genuine Xuan Immortal. No matter how extraordinary he is, he's only at the Emperor Realm. Why is his speed of absorbing spiritual energy faster than mine?"
Qin Feng, who was at the center of the vortex, seemed to notice Yuan Huan's gaze. He opened his eyes, smiled brightly, and then closed them again to continue.
Yuan Huan was furious.
Taking action? He had considered it.
But the thought of missing the best opportunity to absorb the nutrients made me reluctant to do so, so I held back for the time being.
"I refuse to believe I can't even outmaneuver a mere brat! Humph!"
While feeling indignant and confused, he accelerated the circulation of his cultivation technique to try and compete with Qin Feng for this limited spiritual energy.
But after a short while, Yuan Huan realized that he had overestimated himself.
Despite his best efforts, he still couldn't outdo Qin Feng. At this rate, he would only be able to claim four out of ten points of the energy.
"What's going on? Have I just done all this for this kid? I'm so angry!"
Yuan Huan grew angrier the more he thought about it and couldn't help but want to take action.
"I wanted to keep you a little longer, but you asked for it."
His figure flashed, and the Netherworld Immortal Sword emitted a ghostly light as he suddenly attacked Qin Feng.
To everyone's eyes, Yuan Huan's figure vanished into the night as a streak of light, and no one knew where he went.
The moment Yuan Huan made his move, Qin Feng sensed his killing intent. He suddenly opened his tightly closed eyes and a faint smile appeared on his lips.
"At your age, you're still so impetuous. You can't even hold back anymore? All you did was absorb a little more spiritual energy. How petty."
Qin Feng dared not be careless, for his opponent was an immortal who had survived tribulation.
He flicked his sword finger across the Star Sword, and lightning clung to the blade.
Having been tempered by the tribulation of lightning, both the Star Sword and the power of thunder have been enhanced, making them appear even more majestic and awe-inspiring.
That wasn't all; he mobilized the power of the Heaven-Stabilizing Pearl and thrust his sword at the approaching ghostly light.
Clang.
The swords clashed, their sound echoing throughout the heavens and earth.
Qin Feng retreated dozens of feet, while Yuan Huan only took half a step back.
The superiority of one over the other is obvious at a glance.
Qin Feng was startled and somewhat puzzled.
"When we were undergoing our tribulation, we fought each other once, and at that time we were evenly matched."
Now that they've survived the tribulation, their power has increased so much? Weren't we just one step apart?
"If my physical strength hadn't been improved, I probably would have been injured."
Yuan Huan frowned; he was equally dissatisfied with this result.
"I am already a Xuanxian, so how can he withstand my attack unscathed? It's really strange. I don't have much time left, I need to finish this kid off quickly."
Yuan Huan's killing intent surged, and he moved swiftly, unleashing a series of sword strikes.
"Netherworld Slash".
Seeing the menacing Yuan Huan, Qin Feng was not about to give up and wait to die.
"The Sword of the Ordinary".
The pitch-black crescent-shaped sword energy collided with Qin Feng's ordinary sword energy.
Bang.
Qin Feng retreated repeatedly.
Yuan Huan refused to give up.
"Dark Annihilation Sword".
The sword energy merged into the night sky, carrying a chilling aura of destruction as it hurtled towards Qin Feng.
Qin Feng continued his counterattack, thrusting out with a backhand strike.
"The light of dawn".
A battle between light and darkness.
Bang.
Qin Feng still withdrew.
Yuan Huan continued his attack, forcing Qin Feng to retreat again and again.
But Yuan Huan was very dissatisfied with this. The more he attacked, the more his brows furrowed, and he roared angrily.
"Demon King's Immortal Slaughtering Slash".
Yuan Huan's figure, which had been somewhat disheveled from being struck by lightning, suddenly became majestic.
The broken half of the horn grew back, and the dead skin kept peeling off, revealing brand new skin.
The long, black feathers on those wings grew back, becoming glossy and translucent.
And the black cloak that had disappeared had returned to his body.
At this moment, Yuan Huan was like a demon king descending to earth, completely different from his previous dejected state, and even more imposing than before the tribulation.
He slashed fiercely at Qin Feng with his sword, a flash of cold light appearing.
The pitch-black world was cleaved in two by Yuan Huan's sword, and the light of his sword became the boundary.
Wherever the sword passed, there was a chorus of wailing and howling.
Qin Feng's expression hardened slightly. He rallied his spirits and roared back.
His appearance also changed dramatically; his charred skin peeled off layer by layer, revealing new skin as fresh as a baby's, and his destroyed hair grew back.
Holding a long sword, coupled with his tattered clothes, he was the epitome of a free-spirited swordsman.
"Thunder Sword Heavenly Wrath".
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