Lingxu, Sword Coffin, Blind Swordsman

Zuo Ren pointed at the sky above his head and chuckled softly.

"Me? I was just bored and came here with a few brothers to take a look."

"As for how my cultivation level should be calculated here..."

Zuo Ren shrugged and spread his hands, laughing.

"The Heavenly Dao here doesn't dare to measure me."

Ye Feng swallowed hard, unable to believe what he was hearing...

He couldn't even understand what Zuo Ren was saying.

How could someone not belong to the Three Thousand Spirit Realms and the Immortal Realm?

Then where did he come from?

A peerless expert from another world?

An expert like Realm Lord Su Xuan, who could travel between realms?

Zuo Ren didn't give him much time to think, striding up to Ye Feng.

Staring into his eyes, he reached out his right hand and pulled Ye Feng's head, pressing it against his own brow.

Buzz!!!

An incomparably powerful spiritual light poured into his sea of consciousness.

At the same time, all kinds of hidden injuries and pill toxins accumulated in his body over the past three years dissipated at this moment.

"Brother Feng, this is probably the last time I'll call you that."

"Thank you for your care these past two years."

"Well... I'm afraid I have to go. You'll have to rely on yourself from now on."

"I hope that in the near future, you can travel the realms like me."

As the spiritual light poured in, Ye Feng stood there, his body stiff and unable to move.

The two separated their brows, and Zuo Ren turned back to wink at him.

"Li Guanqi, hahaha, I know one too."

As soon as he finished speaking, the roar in the sky was close at hand!!

The earth shook, the void cracked, and the sky was dyed red by the power of the cultivator.

Zuo Ren, with his back to Ye Feng, slowly drew the blade from its sheath.

"My name is Zuo Ren, and I am a hidden blade master."

"The word 'hidden' is everything."

"If I don't move, I don't move. If I move, I shake the heavens!!"

A man surrounded by a crimson realm seal walked slowly, each step covering ten thousand feet.

The imposing man exuded a terrifying pressure. His luxurious robe shimmered with light, and a pagoda stood around him.

The man's face was sinister, and his tiger eyes flashed with cold killing intent. He looked down at the earth and said coldly.

"Hmph! Was it you who killed my son?!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the pagoda swelled to a hundred feet in size.

The pressure of the magic weapon alone caused the surrounding space to shatter inch by inch.

The entire Western Region of Cloudmiao was enveloped in this pressure!

The descent of the Eight Desolations experts was already a sign of outstanding strength.

Not to mention that the one who came was an Immortal Venerable!

This person's cultivation realm was the fifth level of Immortal Venerable!

This shows how noble the identity of the person Ye Feng had killed earlier was.

Even if he faced Immortal Old Man Yu, this person could retreat unscathed.

If he attacked anyone in the Ten Lands of the Lower Realm, it would be a world-destroying existence!

Countless experts from the Immortal Sects in Cloudmiao were shaken.

The cultivators who were closer than a thousand miles away rose into the air, wanting to know what had happened!

Ye Feng's entire body was enveloped by the pressure that the man exuded.

His internal organs were shattered, and he spat out blood.

Zuo Ren's face turned cold, and with a wave of his hand, he shattered the endless pressure!

Then, in Ye Feng's incomprehensible gaze, a thousand-foot phantom seemed to appear behind Zuo Ren.

In fact, although it didn't, Ye Feng at this moment could be considered Zuo Ren's successor.

With the same origin, he could naturally feel it...

Ye Feng murmured in a daze.

"What... is that..."

Zuo Ren casually picked his ear and said softly.

"To be honest, you make me very angry."

"If it weren't for you, I could have played for a few more centuries."

The man sneered, looking down with disdain and coldly snorting.

"Ignorant little bastard."

"You don't even know what's going on when death is upon you."

"Today, I will make you two be buried with my son!!!"

Boom!!!

Flames burned the sky!

In the blink of an eye, endless flames spread across ten thousand feet of void.

Mountains and rivers withered, and mountains melted.

The scorching temperature seemed to refine everything!

The man made a hand seal with his left hand, and a wave of pressure came from the pagoda, and the flowing light flashed, wanting to suppress it.

The Void Realm Seal exuded an irresistible pressure, and the pressure of the Immortal Venerable realm burst out.

His right hand pressed down fiercely, and a flame palm as large as a thousand feet broke through the clouds and suppressed it!

The palm prints on the huge palm were clearly visible, like a real entity.

Zuo Ren's red robe fluttered in the wind, and he curled his lips and muttered.

"Damn, the third one is here."

At the same time, a huge cloud vortex appeared out of nowhere above the entire Cloudmiao.

The power of the heavens was vast, like a world-destroying thunder tribulation descending.

The aura of the Heavenly Dao was so strong that it was beyond description!

This aura...

Ye Feng slowly raised his head uneasily. This pressure was a hundred times, a thousand times stronger than when he broke through to the Heavenly Immortal realm!

He finally believed Zuo Ren's identity.

If not, the Heavenly Dao of this realm would not have such a big reaction.

Zuo Ren faced the majestic palm print without any fear, but turned back and grinned at Ye Feng.

"Brother Feng, why don't you call me A'Zuo again?"

Ye Feng at this time also regarded the palm print that was about to fall as nothing.

He stared at Zuo Ren's face and eyes with a pair of eyes, and called out very seriously and gently.

"A'Zuo."

"Hahahaha!!!"

"Okay!"

"Brother Feng, watch carefully! This is just one word..."

"Fierce!!!!!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Feng clearly saw Zuo Ren only push the blade out of its sheath by half an inch with his left hand!

Only half an inch...

Boom!!!!!!

A ray of blade light bloomed instantly!

The blade light was dark golden, and the condensed blade light burst out instantly with the pressure of opening the sky and destroying the world!

Boom!!

Click!

The sound of the long blade returning to its sheath was so clear in the midst of the violent explosion.

The heavens and the earth trembled, and the clouds were split in two.

The earth shook violently...

Ye Feng, who was shaking non-stop, seemed to hear Zuo Ren's murmur in his ear.

"Damn... I used too much force. I knew I should have pushed it out by half a finger."

Looking at the embarrassed man scratching his head, Ye Feng was shocked...

The world in front of him seemed to be upside down.

It took a full seven or eight breaths before the earth stopped shaking.

As for the previous Immortal Venerable expert...

Where was there any Immortal Venerable?

Countless fragments of the pagoda were scattered on the ground a hundred feet away.

Everything else... was gone.

Ye Feng swallowed, looking at the bottomless gully in front of him, unable to see the edge of his sight.

His entire consciousness was a little dazed...

Little did he know that the entire Western Region of Cloudmiao had been cut out of a huge gap extending hundreds of miles by this blade!

One blade splits the heavens and the earth!

The huge black cracks in the sky, like a void sky, could not be gathered for a long time!

The black sky was the void of broken and torn space.

A gully connecting the sky and the earth.

Many cultivators thousands of miles away stopped and watched this scene, shocked...

Like a black sky connecting the heavens and the earth, extending for hundreds of miles!

Zuo Ren grinned silly.

"Just asking you if it's fierce or not?"

Ye Feng's body gradually regained consciousness, and he nodded very seriously and said in a deep voice.

"Fierce!"

How could it not be fierce...

He even felt that this blade directly split the Eight Desolations Heaven connected to Cloudmiao!!