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Seeing the glimmer right before their eyes, Zi Feng and the others' hopes grew bigger and bigger. 500 meters, 400 meters, 300 meters, 200 meters. As they got closer and closer to the light, they also became more and more excited. However, just as they were about to break through the surface of the water, they suddenly felt their eyes turn black and their mind enter a trance. They couldn't help but stop.

However, in this split-second, the pursuers had already caught up to Zi Feng and the others. After a while, Zi Feng and the others recovered. They looked at the monsters surrounding them with fear in their eyes. Each and every one of their eyes were wide open as they emitted a fierce light.

In the blink of an eye, more and more demonic beasts surrounded them. Looking at the bright sky above them, the purple maple finally understood the reason for the darkness.

After spending so much time at the bottom of the sea and seeing the light, his eyes could no longer bear it. It was this tiny negligence that had caused Zi Feng to fall into a dangerous situation. Seeing the gathering number of demonic beasts, Zi Feng started to look around his surroundings.

However, after a short while, he helplessly looked at the view that there was nothing he could do about this piece of barren land near the water's surface.

A moment later, the demonic beasts that had gathered here were all silently standing there, staring at Zi Feng and the others.

Zi Feng and the others had their backs to each other as they formed a circle, vigilantly looking at those quiet demon beasts. For a moment, the atmosphere became a bit eerie and tense. Just as they were about to move, the Monstrous Beasts surrounding Zi Feng and the others suddenly opened up a tunnel. Looking towards the passage, he saw the few demonic beasts that had escaped a few days ago.

At this moment, the eyes of the five demonic beasts all flashed with a fearsome light. Every single one of them wanted to tear Zi Feng and the rest into pieces.

When Zi Feng saw some of your Demonic Beasts, he couldn't help but turn his head to look at Fa Ming. The two of them nodded in unison. The flood dragon that was wandering next to Zi Feng couldn't help but raise its head to look at the nearby sky.

A moment later, the five demonic beasts were only a few steps away from Zi Feng. At this moment, Zi Feng couldn't help but tightly grip the ancient sword in his hand as his eyes tightly stared at the approaching demonic beast.

Just as the octopus had arrogantly entered the range of Zi Feng's attack, Zi Feng, who had been accumulating strength for a long time, suddenly brandished the ancient sword in his hand, chopping down towards the octopus.

Fa Ming, who was standing beside Zi Feng, also refined the buddhist beads in his hand to assist in the battle. He wanted to instantly kill the demonic beast.

The arrogant octopus couldn't help but shrink back when it saw this sudden change. At the same time, it also instinctively spat out black ink. Seeing this, Zi Feng and Fa Ming were instantly overjoyed.

Moments later, the demon beasts that had regained their order stared at each other with their mouths agape. They never thought that these fellows would be so cunning. They had already been surrounded, but they still managed to escape.

Looking through the water, he saw the flood dragon and the two people roaming freely in the air. The Sea Lion couldn't help but feel angry and vile. When it looked at the octopus, its face also couldn't help but turn gloomy.

The more he thought about it, the angrier the sea lion became, but there was nothing he could do about it. Although his strength was much stronger than that octopus's, that guy's ability to escape was top-notch, even if he wanted to run away, he had no other choice. At that time, he would have offended this kind of ally.

The rational sea lion should have suppressed its anger and returned home.

Zi Feng, who was soaring in the sky, was now in a somewhat sorry state. His entire body was covered in black, and there was no color on his face at all. It was just a black man. However, from the revealed teeth on the mountain, it could be seen that they were excited and happy. There was actually a speck of starlight shining on top of the black charcoal. It seemed quite laughable.

After the great battle, Chu Feng heaved a long sigh of relief. He couldn't help smiling as he compared himself to the inventions.

Beside him was Farmer Ming, who was slightly better, but not much better. He smiled, revealing two rows of white teeth. Under the sunlight, it was especially eye-catching. Zi Feng, who had escaped, could not help but laugh while standing on the ancient sword.

In his mind, Zi Feng constantly recalled the sword strike that he had used just now. He had a strange feeling about that sword strike. Normally, Zi Feng would use his full strength to wield his ancient sword, but he didn't have that overwhelming aura from before.

What was going on? Chu Feng could not understand.

Zi Feng, who was holding onto the ancient sword a moment ago, had an indescribable feeling in his heart. That feeling of looking down on the world and being the only one who knew who he was, made Zi Feng confidently wave the ancient sword that saved his life.

At this moment, Zi Feng couldn't help but look at the ancient sword at his feet, his mind thinking over and over about what had happened in the crystal palace.

Suddenly, Zi Feng seemed to realize that after those three days of slumber, this ancient sword was no longer the same ancient sword.

For a moment, Zi Feng couldn't help but want to investigate the secret behind this ancient sword.

Thinking about this, his mind couldn't help but think of the time when he got this ancient sword. At that time, he was at the edge of life and death when he was being chased by that cultivator, so he didn't know anything. When he woke up, he found this ancient sword hovering around him, unwilling to leave.

Thinking of this, Zi Feng couldn't help but shake his head. At that time, he had heard from Valley Master Fan that the sword had descended from the sky, and then, it had remained by his side.

He remembered that when the old man in the grey robe saw the ancient sword and wanted to forcefully take it, he was knocked back a long distance by the ancient sword, as if the ancient sword had already recognized him as its master.

Thinking of this, Nangong Lie could not help but stroke the ancient sword in his hand as if he was trying to come up with something. However, in the end, there was no result. Sighing slightly, he put away the ancient sword.

Zi Feng, who was standing on top of the mountain, couldn't help but laugh at himself as he thought back to the scene just now. He was in high spirits when he left; he wanted to avenge them. But he didn't expect to be beaten back in such a way. He was truly at a loss for words. He could not help but smile wryly in his heart.

In the end, he could not help but say to himself, "It's best not to act cool, otherwise I'll be struck by lightning."

However, after a while, Zi Feng's violet eyes couldn't help but shine with a bright color. In the east, the endless primitive forest was still waiting for him to go and punish them. In the west, there was still a place waiting for him to explore the unknown organization. Thinking of this, Zi Feng couldn't help but cast his gaze at the Northern Ocean.

If there was such a powerful existence in the shallow water, Zi Feng couldn't even begin to imagine what it would be like to be in the deep sea. No wonder Fa Ming said it was impossible to find the legendary island. But now, Zi Feng had his own plans. He wanted to go to the prehistoric realm to retrieve the dignity of the fallen. It was impossible for him to do it by himself, so Zi Feng wanted to subdue the demon beasts there.

Thinking of this, Zi Feng could not help but feel sorrowful for the five leaders of the demon beasts. All this time, Zi Feng had been trapped with no one to help him, making it difficult for him to seek revenge. But now, it was different. Plenty of resources were in front of him, waiting to be excavated!

Thinking of this, Zi Feng couldn't help but smile.

By his side, You You seemed to have sensed Zi Feng's thoughts. His dark green eyes couldn't help but stare at the shallow waters. A moment later, he couldn't help but look towards the eastern region of the Great Desolate Forest.

Back then, he had been chased somewhere and met Zi Feng when he had nowhere else to go. It was at that time that a man and a wolf formed a friendship that they didn't understand.

In all these years, the Netherworld had never forgotten the shame from that year. To a creature like the wolf, revenge was inevitable.

Right now, the Netherworld was still in hibernation, and just like Zi Feng, it had never stopped cultivating. This was also the reason why the Netherworld Udumbara Flower looked down on Little White.

Xiao Bai seemed to feel the You's scornful gaze and muttered to itself, [Can't you really persevere to the end?]

Thinking about this, Little White couldn't help but remember that every time he swore to work hard at cultivating, but after a few days, the force disappeared. Thinking about this, Little White couldn't help but remember every time he vowed to work hard at cultivating, but after a few days, the force disappeared. In other words, this new generation of the White Tiger War God had been nurtured on the northern shore.

After cleaning up the stains on his body, Zi Feng and Fa Ming began discussing.

When he heard Zi Feng's plan, Fa Ming nodded his head in agreement.

He, who would see the scenes of the village in the northern part of the western border, as an emotional person like Beifeng, couldn't help but feel a sense of responsibility.

Having experienced many hardships since he was young, he was very clear about the suffering of a downcast people. If it weren't for the fact that his master took him in, he would have already perished in the mortal world.

Therefore, both Farmer and Zi Feng had a heart of compassion, and a childhood that was difficult to look back on.

The two of them looked at each other for a moment before turning their heads. They quietly looked at the gentle ripples on the shore of the North Sea.

After a long time, both of them came back to their senses. In exchange for a clean set of clothes, he walked down and closed his eyes to take care of his overloaded body.

The Netherworld Udumbara Flower was quietly lying to the side as it closed its eyes. As for the White Tiger, it stood on top of a steep rock and stared at the deep south colored sea surface with a pair of bright eyes.

At this moment, there was an indescribable feeling coming from the White Tiger's body. It was as if it was looking at a flower in the mist and was completely ignorant of it.

After a moment, Lil 'White faced up and closed its eyes, quietly enjoying the light of the sun. The greyish white fur shone in the sunlight.

However, in this time of leisure, the vast sky was facing the White Tiger's Kui, Lou, Stomach, Ang, So, Gin, and Gin. These seven stars seemed to have suddenly closed in on each other.

The moment they gathered, Lil 'White, who had his head raised towards the sky, suddenly opened his eyes. He didn't know why, but a majestic aura suddenly surged out.

Chu Feng and Fa Ming who were meditating were awakened by this aura. The two of them curiously looked at Whitey who was emitting this aura.

The Netherworld martial artist lying on the ground also looked at Whitey in disbelief. Only the Flood Dragon had a strange expression as it stared at Whitey, because he, who was also a being that needed to evolve in order to rank on the Divine Beast Ranking, knew what that aura meant.

If watching Chu Feng practice the sword last time was an opportunity, then this time, it would be a thorough baptism.

The gathering of the seven stars was the sign of the return of the White Tiger, the legendary War God.

After a long while, that majestic aura quietly disappeared.

Under the illumination of the sunlight, Whitey's fur shone even more brilliantly. When it walked, it gave off an indescribable feeling of oppression. From this moment onwards, the White Tiger was back.

In the past, the bad habits of the White Tiger were due to it staying in the secular world for too long and it had gotten infected with a body of bad habits. However, at the moment of the Seven Stars Arena's reunion, the heavy responsibility it bore caused the White Tiger to completely break away from its infatuation of the past.

This was because every generation of the White Tiger had a mission that came along with his birth.

As he silently looked at the White Tiger in the sky, he couldn't help but feel slightly lost. The Celestial Realm was his home, and there were his water element clansmen.

For some reason, when the White Tiger was gazing at the high altitude, a strong light suddenly broke through the clouds and shot straight at Little White.

After a moment, the ray of light disappeared. However, Whitey had become somewhat dispirited. In the end, it was unable to stand still and fell down.

When Zi Feng saw this scene, he quickly ran up to Xiao Bai and anxiously looked at it. He was still full of energy just a moment ago, how did he suddenly become like this?

Zi Feng didn't know what to do, so he could only worry. Fa Ming walked up and gently patted Lil 'White's stomach. His expression couldn't help but turn serious.

Zi Feng saw the ominous look on Fa Ming's face and asked hesitantly, "How is the situation?"

Hearing Zi Feng's question, Fa Ming turned his head with some difficulty. He helplessly shook his head and said, "The situation isn't too good."

When he heard Fa Ming's words, Zi Feng's face suddenly turned deathly pale.

All along, the little guy that only had roast duck to eat had suddenly turned into this. The good brother who had shared life and death with him looked sickly right now. How could Zi Feng not feel pain in his heart?

After a moment of silence, Farmer continued, "Within his body, there is a mysterious power that is devouring his life force."

Hearing these words, Zi Feng suddenly panicked, not knowing what to do.

After a moment, Zi Feng came back to his senses and hastily said, "Go, let's go quickly. Go back and find your master. Maybe he has a way."

As he spoke, he left on his flying sword.

Fa Ming also unhesitatingly summoned the buddhist beads and soared into the sky.

The Flood Dragon that hovered in the air let out a long roar as it descended from the mansion, carrying the Netherworld Spirit as it caught up to the Purple Maple that had already flown far away.