The Peerless Master

Having mastered the usage of the horn, Chen Feng did not hesitate at all. He put it to his mouth and started blowing it.

Along with the melodious sound of the horn, the originally incomparably vicious demon beasts' bodies trembled, and then all of them landed on the ground, obediently prostrating themselves like well-trained puppies.

This sudden change caused all the cultivators to be stunned.

Just now, they were planning to perish together with the demonic beast. However, in the blink of an eye, the demonic beast had already retreated.

In their confusion, everyone turned their gazes towards Chen Feng, who was blowing the horn. Their eyes were filled with doubt.

However, when they saw the battlefield filled with ruins under Chen Feng, especially the many corpses of the huge snakes that were broken into pieces and the few human corpses with missing limbs, the doubt in their eyes turned into deep reverence.

Before, they were surrounded by Monstrous Beasts. Although they heard that there was an earth-shattering battle outside, as they were on the edge of life and death, they didn't have the time to pay attention to it.

When he saw it now, he immediately thought that it was Chen Feng alone who had killed the several experts and dozens of giant snakes.

As for the mechanical beast, which was originally lying at Chen Feng's feet, it had long been kept by Chen Feng. Naturally, these cultivators did not notice.

"Chen Feng, I knew you were strong!" Yang Gang didn't have time to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth as he laughed heartily.

He had noticed Chen Feng's improvement. Once upon a time, a youngster who was even a bit weaker than him had already become an existence that he had to look up to.

Yang Gang secretly rejoiced. Back then, their uncle and nephew did not become enemies with Chen Feng like the former head of the Cang Luo Sect. Otherwise, he would not know what kind of situation he would be in right now.

"Good, victory!" Following the masculine words, the crowd of cultivators cheered in unison. Everyone's faces were filled with the joy of surviving a calamity.

However, when they thought of how many of their peers would die here forever, their hearts immediately turned heavy.

Chen Feng looked indifferently at the crowd and felt the sorrow in their eyes. He only instructed them softly, "The dead have died. Clean up the battlefield as soon as possible!"

Chen Feng felt sadness and grief from them, but more importantly, he felt an unyielding aura. Although this battle had caused many people to die, those who survived had quietly undergone a transformation.

A cruel battlefield could kill, but it could also rejuvenate a person. Chen Feng believed that these elites who had experienced blood and death would become the mainstay of the Cloud Dragon Mountain Range in the future!

Seeing that everyone was tidying up the battlefield in an orderly fashion, Chen Feng started playing with the horn once again.

With the sound of his horn blowing again, the demon beasts that were originally lying quietly on the ground stood up once more, giving the cultivator, who was cleaning up his dead companion, a great shock.

Following Chen Feng's horn, the demon beasts did not attack the Cloud Dragon Mountain cultivators. They quickly and quietly rushed into a lush forest nearby and hid themselves.

In the next moment, the sound of Chen Feng's horn changed and became low and deep.

"Rumble ~ ~ ~"

The ground was violently split open once again. One after another, giant snakes drilled out from the cracked ground and surrounded Chen Feng.

When the crowd of cultivators saw this, they thought that it was a sudden attack from the giant serpent. Just as they wanted to help, they were stopped by Dugu Jian.

He could tell that the giant snake was under Chen Feng's control.

After a series of battles, there were only thirty-eight giant snakes left. At this moment, thirty-eight giant snakes were circling Chen Feng intimately, dancing in the air.

Chen Feng looked at the giant snake, feeling satisfied. This giant snake should be a pleasant surprise. Although their numbers had decreased, it had to be known that they could attack a formation together. If they used it well, their power would definitely not lose to a Spirit Severing cultivator.

If they were to guard the Jadefallen Sect, it would be more than enough to deal with any ordinary nobody.

Soon, everyone had cleaned up the battlefield.

Although the losses from this battle were great, the rewards he reaped were not small either. Although Blacky ate quite a few beast cores, due to the large amount, it only chose the higher quality cores and swallowed them. As for the normal ones, it didn't move at all.

These ordinary beast cores were all cheap for the various sects. In addition to the blood, flesh and other materials from the demon beasts, they could all be exchanged for spirit stones as cultivation resources.

With so many beast cores and other materials, everyone's mood became a lot better. The dead were already dead, and those who were still alive had to live to train.

Following Chen Feng's wave of his hand, the groups of cultivators from the various sects slowly headed towards the Black Wind Stronghold.

Soon, they arrived in the air above Black Wind Stronghold.

Looking at the ruins of the Black Wind Stronghold, the face of the Great Master Hei Ri turned cold.

At this moment, there were only a few dozen survivors from Black Wind Stronghold. Most of them were Nascent Soul and Aurous Core stage cultivators. Most of the disciples, including the two Nascent Soul Stage cultivators, did not listen to Chen Feng's warning and charged into the giant snake trap, completely annihilated.

The Black Sun did not urge them to stay. He only solemnly cupped his fists towards the crowd, taking note of this friendship in his heart.

As the sects left one by one, the originally grandiose group of cultivators suddenly turned cold and cheerless.

At this moment, only the people from Bi-Luo Peak and the other sects that had a good relationship with Chen Feng remained on the spot.

Hei Ri looked at the crowd with determination.

Under the determined gazes of all the cultivators, Black Sun suddenly came out from the crowd and half-knelt before Chen Feng, solemnly saying, "Today, it was all because of Elder Chen Feng that my Black Wind Stronghold was able to overcome this obstacle. At this moment, the Black Wind Stronghold's name is unknown, and I am willing to lead the remnants of my Black Wind Stronghold to surrender to the Bi Luo Sect!"

When these words were spoken, the entire audience burst into an uproar. Especially the people from the Black Wind Stronghold, their faces were filled with disbelief.

They had never imagined that the Great Master, Hei Ri, would make such a decision.

However, following Hei Ri's words, the other person firmly walked up to Chen Feng and knelt down resolutely. "Elder Chen Feng, the Black Dragon apologizes to you for offending me in the past!"

Although the Black Dragon did not say it explicitly, everyone was well aware of what it meant. In this short period of time, two of Black Wind Stronghold's upper echelons stood out to express their allegiance to the Jade Net Sect.

Soon, the third Nascent Soul Stage cultivator came out to show his submission. When he stood forward, it meant that all the higher-ups of Black Wind Stronghold had submitted. After all, there were only three Nascent Soul cultivators left in Black Wind Stronghold.

Dugu Jian's face was filled with emotions. He seemed very willing to accept the Black Wind Stronghold's respect. However, Chen Feng did not say anything. He did not dare to exceed his authority.

He understood very well that even though Chen Feng was a guest elder of the Bi Luo Faction, his authority in the sect was even greater than that of the Sect Leader, Xie Ji.

Chen Feng's face was cold as he pondered. Time passed minute by minute, and everyone's hearts were aching.

Would he agree?

Finally, Chen Feng smiled. It was like ten thousand years of melting snow, giving off a feeling as if it was a spring breeze.

He personally supported Black Sun up and said with a smile, "My Jade Net Sect was able to get the Black Wind Stronghold to join. It's truly like adding wings to a tiger."

With that, his face turned serious as he said loudly, "I hereby announce that Black Wind Stronghold will become a hall of the Jade Net Sect. The name is Black Wind Hall, and the position is equivalent to the sect's core elders."

"Black Wind Hall can be rebuilt at its original location, independently recruit members, strengthen itself, and help the Jade Net Faction's main body on the lookout. It will be an honor to live together with it!"

"Thank you, Elder Chen Feng!" "Do not forget the kindness Elder Chen Feng showed you, Black Sun!" The Black Sun was overjoyed. It bowed down willingly!