Liu Fei sighed in her heart when she heard Nan Gong Ling's words. In fact, she also understood that it was difficult to persuade Nan Gong Ling, but seeing the burden on her father's shoulders, she wanted to try.

  "Nangong Sect Master, the establishment of the Snow Moon Holy Temple was by Your Majesty's decree. Are you saying that Yunhai Sect is going to defy Your Majesty's orders?" At this time, the young man beside Liu Fei cast a malicious glance at Nangong Ling.

  "When did I ever say that I would disobey Your Majesty's orders?" Nangong Ling glanced at the young man indifferently and said, "Since Your Majesty wants to establish the Snow Moon Sacred Institute, Yunhai Sect will naturally fully support it and select some excellent disciples to go there for cultivation."

  Nan Gong Ling paused, then waved his sleeve and said coldly: "And another thing, when did the Cloud Sea Sect's affairs become something for you, young Master Wang, to point fingers at? What are you, anyway? If you want to speak, call your father, Duan Tian Lang, over here."

  The Jiuxiao Continent is a world where the strong are respected, whoever is stronger is the master. The Duan family can become the imperial family now because they are strong. In other words, the Duan family is equivalent to the strongest sect in Xueyue Country, but it exists as an imperial family.

  But even so, it is impossible for the Duan family to make other sects surrender, and as the master of Yunhai Sect, Nan Gongling would not care about a small prince.

  "You... Nan Gong Ling, I will report this matter truthfully to Father." The young man said coldly, secretly harboring jealousy in his heart.

  "Whatever." Nan Gong Ling sneered.

  "I heard that Feifei has returned." At this time, a sound came from outside the temple, and it was Beilao who walked in with big strides.

  "Master Bei." Liu Fei stood up and respectfully greeted him when she saw Master Bei. After all, he was her father Liu Canglan's master.

  "Fei Yaotou, how is your father?" The old man's eyes showed a hint of concern. These sect elders rarely accepted disciples, and once they did, their emotions ran deep.

  "We're still in Broken Blade City." Liu Fei said with a bitter smile.

  "Alas..." The old man sighed and shook his head with a bitter smile.

  "Fei Yaotou, you've come for that matter, haven't you? Don't trouble the master either. I'll recommend someone to you, Cang Lan will like."

  "Alone?" Liu Fei smiled bitterly.

  "Your father didn't also leave alone back then, did he? Having more people doesn't necessarily mean it's useful." Bearded Old Man said.

  "Grandfather Bei, who is the person you're talking about?" Liu Fei's eyes lit up slightly, and from Grandfather Bei's tone, it seemed like he held this person in high regard. Could it be one of those people who...

  "When the time comes, you will know. Let them leave first. After this sect's grand competition, I will personally send him to the Imperial City." Beilao said with a glance at Duan Han and others.

  "Good." Liu Fei nodded in response.

  ………

  Alone on a peak, within the bounds of heaven and earth, Lin Feng sat in the center of a stone cave. The primordial energy of the universe was like a silkworm cocoon, enveloping Lin Feng's body, shrouding him in a white mist.

  In an instant, a terrifying suction force emanated from Lin Feng's body, like the ocean absorbing all rivers, swallowing this heavenly and earthly primordial energy into his body. After that, it continued to condense within him. On the surface of his body, a milky white aura pulsed ceaselessly, carrying a hint of vastness. The aura produced after Pure Yuan Skill condensed the heavenly and earthly primordial energy was extremely pure.

  After a long time, the primordial energy of heaven and earth no longer converged around Lin Feng's body, only then did he stop cultivating.

  Lin Feng's face broke into a faint smile as he opened his eyes.

  "This pure Yuan technique may not have any extraordinary effects, but it has solidified my foundation. Now my internal energy is at least two levels stronger than before."

  A word in his heart, a surge of inner energy, only then can he fight for a long time without rest, and his explosive power and ability to sustain combat must be even stronger.

  He stood up, Lin Feng's gaze turned towards the stone wall of the cave, his palm slapped the air, and he let out a low shout: "Eight Desolations Palm."

  As Lin Feng's voice fell, seven palm prints burst out from Lin Feng's palms and landed on the stone wall.

  Rumble.

  The stone wall of the cave mansion shook violently for a moment, and seven palm prints were directly branded on the stone wall, very clear.

  "As expected, now using the Eight Desolations Palm is even more powerful."

  Lin Feng revealed a hint of a smile, the Eight Desolations Palm was a lower-grade martial skill under Xuan Ji, divided into eight levels. Being able to cultivate up to the fifth level was already very formidable, with one palm being able to produce five palm prints. Cultivating up to the sixth level would be considered having decent innate talent, and as for the seventh level, only martial arts geniuses could cultivate it successfully.

  Eighth rank, Palm Imprint fills the sky, one palm comes out, space is filled with palm imprints, power is extremely strong, to cultivate to this rank, besides having a shocking talent in martial skills, also needs to constantly explore and comprehend in actual combat.

  Mystic Extreme Martial Arts is not that easy to cultivate.

  But for Lin Feng, this was not a problem at all. In the state of Wu Soul release, both his comprehension and computational power were abnormal. It only took one day for Lin Feng to cultivate the Eight Desolations Palm to the seventh level, just one step away from reaching Great Perfection, Palm Shaking the Eight Desolations.

  However, Lin Feng was not satisfied with this. The vast Cloud Sea Sect had many talented individuals, and the inner sect disciples were far superior to the outer sect disciples. The strong were as numerous as clouds, and this time he would be participating in the sect's grand competition, but he didn't know what he would experience. Of course, the stronger his strength was, the better.

  The Jian Jue of Mie can undoubtedly raise his strength by another level in a short period of time.

  So-called annihilation is just three styles of sword techniques, namely the Sword of Taking Life, the Sword of Death, and the Sword of Desolation.

  Sword of life and death, out of the sword to take life.

  The sword of death, one step kills one person.

  The sword of desolation, all laws are extinguished, annihilating everything.

  Looking at the only three sword formulas, Lin Feng fell into deep thought. The patterns described in the sword formula book gradually took shape in his mind and were directly imprinted on it.

  Martial soul, released and out, Lin Feng's world transformed into darkness once again. The sky and earth had no color, only darkness. Everything around him was presented in this black world, while he himself stood quietly in the midst of it all, deep in thought, undisturbed by anything.

  He closed his eyes, and a figure leapt out of his mind, entering his world. The figure continuously wielded a long sword, one sword strike after another, repeating the same motion, which was exactly the first sword move recorded in the Jianmo Sword Manual, the fatal sword that takes lives.

  After a long time, Lin Feng's closed eyes opened, and the sharp light, like a sharp sword, flashed by, cutting through space.

  One step forward, one sword cry, one sword, take life.

  Rumble...

  The cave mansion shook violently, and a long sword mark appeared on the top of the cave mansion. On the sword mark, there seemed to be a sharp sword aura.

  The rumbling sound grew louder, and rocks kept falling down, stunning Lin Feng. He flashed out of the cave, and soon after he left, the cave was buried under the rocks and collapsed.

  "It's just the first sword, the power of taking life is already far beyond the eighth heavy palm of the Seventh Layer. The difference between death and withering is even more astonishing." Lin Feng put away his martial soul, slightly excited, the Extreme Mystic middle-grade martial skill was indeed much more powerful than the Extreme Mystic lower-grade martial skill. When the Jianmie Sword Technique reached its peak, its power would be comparable to that of an Extreme Mystic top-grade martial skill, and how strong would it be then?

  In fact, Lin Feng did not know that the first sword to take a life in his hands could exert such great power. Apart from the sword technique itself being fierce, it was also because of his utilization of the sword's momentum.

  Life-taking sword, when activated, must have sword energy, sword intent, and sword momentum. The three must be integrated to exert the life-taking sword. Lin Feng had already gained insight into the sword momentum, so he easily cultivated the life-taking sword and exerted such great power. If it were someone else, it would certainly not be possible.

  "Who?" Just then, Lin Feng turned his body and looked towards the direction of the sky, and immediately saw a person walking in from the middle, with a gaze full of resentment.

  "Li Fei." Lin Feng was slightly surprised, he didn't understand what this woman meant. She had the chance to deal with him but didn't seize it, and now she came alone.

  "Bastard, you've taken my territory, humiliated me. Today I will avenge this grudge." Liu Fei stared tightly at Lin Feng, as if she had a deep and great hatred. From young to old, her father had taught her to be independent and self-reliant, and she had always done so. As a daughter, she was in no way inferior to men, and with her natural talent and noble birth, she was proud and arrogant.

  But Liu Fei did not expect that Lin Feng, this shameless person, would actually want to peep at her, and later when he defeated her, he said he was not interested in her. He even took away her cultivation treasure land, she had never suffered such humiliation before, how could she not avenge this grudge?

  "Now I have entered the spiritual martial realm, just watch how I'll torment him." Liu Fei said with a vicious tone in her heart.