Ye Feng led them on a thousand-mile chase to kill Horton, to avenge their compatriots, uphold the prestige of the Great Xia Kingdom, and wipe away the shame of their people.
This also spared them from the chilling and malevolent aura of the Xuelong River.
"Ye Feng, thank you!"
"We are extremely proud that Daxia has such a rising star as you."
"Any foreign barbarian who disturbs our borders shall be executed!"
"Ye Feng, you have demonstrated this through your actions."
Ye Feng's eyes gleamed with a crystalline light as he paid his respects to the heroic spirits of these martial artists.
"Esteemed seniors, please!"
After greeting Ye Feng, tens of thousands of martial arts heroes' souls successively merged into the Spirit Gathering Array.
They were all heroes who died on the battlefield.
Ye Feng saw many familiar faces among them.
Zhang Yuanlei was among them.
Ye Feng's face tightened, and he felt a pang of heartache.
Zhang Yuanlei's spirit smiled at him, its gentle eyes revealing determination, as if encouraging him to bravely move forward.
If viewed from above, one would see a massive vortex of pure Yin energy, centered on the spirit-gathering array on the altar, enveloping the entire altar and slowly rotating.
Operating this magic array requires extremely abundant spiritual energy.
If it weren't for Ye Feng, any other cultivator would have been powerless to operate it.
Even so, most of the spiritual energy in Ye Feng's body was instantly drained.
He drank several mouthfuls of the divine spring water along the way, and his spiritual energy was quickly restored.
The gourd he obtained from the mysterious starry sky altar contained a large amount of divine spring water, enough for him to squander for a long time.
What Ye Feng didn't expect was...
His own actions unexpectedly caused a huge uproar, unleashing a bloody storm...
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