Immortal Cultivation Family: Start By Accepting Dao Companions

"Soul Formation!"

The Lietian's eyes widened in disbelief. He couldn't understand why there would be a Soul Formation here.

"This is Great Chu, you can't..."

"What can't I do?"

Sheng Linmei's mind stirred, and with increased pressure, she forcefully used her magical hand.

"Poof! Ah!"

The Lietian's face turned pale as he spat out a mouthful of blood.

His internal organs were being squeezed, and he felt like he was about to burst.

His magical power couldn't even circulate, and even his Nascent Soul was imprisoned by the power of the Primordial Spirit.

He had no resistance at all, like a helpless chick.

"Feng Lang, kill him?"

A murderous intent flashed in Sheng Linmei's eyes.

"Just make him lose his ability to resist, and then leave him to me. I have a use for him."

The Lietian was greatly shocked.

What did he hear?

A Soul Formation addressing Chen Feng so intimately.

Despair spread in his eyes, and he turned his head with difficulty to look at Chen Feng, his eyes filled with unwillingness.

Chen Feng wanted to live, he heard that clearly.

He was about to fall into the hands of someone who would destroy his heritage and torment him to death.

"Ugh..."

The Lietian began to struggle violently. He wanted to self-destruct, but he didn't want to die without dignity.

Unfortunately, how could Sheng Linmei give him that chance?

With a slight exertion of force, a violent energy invaded his consciousness, and the power of the Primordial Spirit sealed his Nascent Soul.

In just a moment, the Lietian, who had entered a state of feigned death, was thrown to Chen Feng's feet by Sheng Linmei.

"Taken care of."

"What about him?"

Chen Feng pointed to the man in the robe who was imprisoned by the Immortal Realm Within the Palm.

"Yes."

She reached out with her big hand, and the power of the Primordial Spirit instantly sealed his Nascent Soul, kicking it towards Chen Feng.

"Thank you for your hard work, Meier."

Chen Feng smiled and said, if Sheng Linmei hadn't arrived...

He would probably have fallen into a fierce battle, or even died.

"Somebody is coming, I can't stay here."

"It's probably your Great Chu's Soul Formation."

"Feng Lang, take care!"

After saying this, Sheng Linmei's figure disappeared in an instant.

"Take care."

Chen Feng smiled and kicked a Nascent Soul and a feigned death Lietian into the Universal Storage Ring.

A moment later.

Chu Yunjie appeared in the sky and took two steps to stand in front of Chen Feng.

"Lietian?"

Chen Feng nodded lightly.

"Ah." He sighed, looking at the devastated land.

"Who was that Soul Formation?"

Chu Yunjie's gaze lingered on Chen Feng as he asked.

"I don't know."

Chen Feng shook his head and said:

"Behind Lietian this time, there was the shadow of a Soul Formation. They set up a quasi-fifth-grade formation. Does Senior Yunjie know who it was?"

Chu Yunjie's face showed a hint of surprise, then he denied:

"It's not Huaye and Tianyu Immortal Sect."

"If he is a quasi-fifth-grade formation master, then it's very easy to find him."

Then, Chu Yunjie directly said:

"Do you remember which forces you have offended?"

"Lietian doesn't have the guts, and Huaye wouldn't do such a foolish thing."

After pondering for a moment, Chen Feng said:

"Other than the Song Family, there are no other Soul Formation forces."

After all, he had killed the legitimate son of the Song Family and a Nascent Soul mid-stage cultivator.

Still under their watchful eyes.

The other party's heart cannot be so broad.

This was also Chen Feng's initial inference.

After thinking for a moment, Yun Jie Lao Zu shook his head:

"The Song family has motives, but they wouldn't be foolish enough to go this far, and the other party specializes in spells, with no formation masters in their clan."

"However, since there are cultivators of this level involved, my royal family will definitely investigate and expose them!"

A touch of frost appeared on Yun Jie Lao Zu's face. Both Hua Yu and himself knew that Chen Feng was a fourth-level alchemist, a treasure that they couldn't afford to lose.

How could the other party cause Lie Zun to go and kill him?

"Wait for my news."

Yun Jie Lao Zu sighed lightly, and a hint of killing intent appeared in his eyes.

Chen Feng, in Great Chu, no matter how far he developed, he was still a citizen of Great Chu, belonging to the side of Great Chu.

Even if he were to break through to Soul Formation in the future, he would only become a major shareholder of Great Chu.

For the royal family, the benefits outweighed the disadvantages, after all, this world was not all about imperial power.

Being individually strong was what truly mattered.

Chen Feng nodded slightly and clasped his fists:

"Thank you, Lao Zu, for your hard work!"

Yun Jie waved his hand and said:

"I will send you back to Chen County."

Chen Feng looked at him with some surprise.

What does this mean?

The family's personal Soul Formation?

But he had many secrets, so he decided to let this matter go.

Chen Feng shook his head: "Thank you, Lao Zu, but since the other party has already failed once, we are all on guard. If there is another attack, it will only bring trouble to ourselves, not worth the risk."

"Hmm." Chu Yun Jie nodded.

He said he would send Chen Feng back mainly because he felt responsible and was afraid that Chen Feng would have other thoughts.

In fact, would that Soul Formation have the time for this?

A red jade talisman with a large 'Jie' character engraved in gold on the back fell into Chen Feng's hand.

"Take this. If there is danger next time, crush this jade talisman. As long as you are within Great Chu, I will arrive in time."

"And inside, there is the power of my Primordial Spirit, which can unleash a Soul Formation attack to protect you for a moment."

Chen Feng did not refuse and directly accepted the jade talisman.

Benefits, why not take them?

"Thank you for taking care of me, Lao Zu!"

Chen Feng clasped his hands, and a smile appeared on the old man's face, disappearing in this world in the blink of an eye.

Chen Feng looked in the direction Chu Yun Jie had left, his eyes filled with longing.

What is Soul Formation? Being powerful is one thing, but the speed is also so fast.

It disappears as soon as it disappears, without any hesitation.

Chen Feng put away the jade talisman given by Chu Yun Jie and the formation of the spirit boat, and continued on to Chen County.

On the deck, Chen Feng looked at the Nascent Soul and Lie Zun that he had thrown out of his storage ring.

With a thought, he planted a demonic seed in them.

Even if the other party's strength far surpassed Chen Feng, in the absence of resistance, the success rate of planting the demonic seed would be 100%.

A black light flashed in Chen Feng's eyes, and two strands of black gas drilled into their mouths.

Chen Feng's breath suddenly declined, and 150 years of lifespan disappeared.

His blood became unstable.

Suddenly, the blood in his body began to boil.

A part of the blood was replaced.

"Dragon blood transformation?"

Chen Feng was somewhat surprised.

He had only consumed two Dragon Fruits, thinking that it would have little effect on him, and that any changes to his bloodline were nonsense.

It wouldn't work on a pure human like him.

Unexpectedly, as his vitality declined, the power of the Dragon Fruits began to take effect.

"Dragon transformation?"

A memory of inheritance surged into his mind.

Information on how to control his own bloodline and transform into a half-dragon person appeared.

Chen Feng's face showed displeasure, and his expression shook.

"Suppress!"

Chen Feng shouted, and the energy in his body began to surge. A part of the transforming blood was suppressed by the divinity within him.

"My blood is the strongest!"

Chen Feng shouted, after all, he was the ancestor of his clan!