Strongest Medical Saint

Hearing this,

the Second Elder of the Blood Soul Demon Sect, Ji Kongnian, suddenly narrowed his eyes, his gaze firmly fixed on Shen Feng: "Since that's the case, let me probe the depths of this youngster!"

If Wu Renyan was truly injured by this youngster, then the opponent's combat power must be astonishingly strong. He still found it somewhat unbelievable that a youth at the Nascent Variation Peak could crush Wu Renyan, who was at the Initial Stage of Tribulation Transcendence.

However, for Ji Kongnian, who was rich in combat experience, he did not take things lightly at all. He always went all out in every battle, no matter the cultivation level of his opponents. This way, he could ensure not to capsize in the gutter.

There was absolutely no comparability between the Initial Stage and Peak of Tribulation Transcendence. Even ten Wu Renyans together would definitely not be a match for Ji Kongnian.

An immensely majestic aura burst forth from Ji Kongnian, and layers upon layers of spiritual energy waves immediately arose in the air, instantly filling the entire sky with terrifying oppressive might.

The pressure emanating from him was not aimed at anyone in particular, but the disciples of the Blood Soul Demon Sect and the Loose Cultivator slaves below could no longer stand steadily on their feet, feeling as though a mountain weighed down upon them, their faces immediately contorted in agony.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!——"

They all suddenly were pressed to the ground, while people like Jia Longxuan, who were originally sitting on the execution platform, turned even paler, and after feeling just a hint of the aura coming from Ji Kongnian, their confidence in Shen Feng began to waver.

Like a prickly hedgehog, Du Mo watched Shen Feng with a venomous gaze. Now that even the Second Elder of the Blood Soul Demon Sect had appeared, there would certainly be no accidents this time, and he was prepared to witness Shen Feng being crushed into a pulp.

"Boy, don't disappoint me! At the very least, give me a chance to stretch my muscles!"

Ji Kongnian's mouth curled into a mocking smile, and with a "boom," the aura bursting from his body became even more ferocious, sweeping towards Shen Feng like a tsunami.

The clouds in the sky were all dispersed by his aura, the space crazily twisted, and the terrifying power emanating from him caused Wu Renyan to take a few steps back.

In front of Ji Kongnian, in such a state, Wu Renyan was certain he wouldn't last through even one strike.

All of a sudden,

Ji Kongnian's figure disappeared on the spot.

Wu Renyan was carefully sensing everything, and now Ji Kongnian's speed, which had come into play, was indeed much faster than Shen Feng's after casting the Four-Star Immortal Technique. He was completely relieved that this time Shen Feng would definitely be captured with ease by Ji Kongnian.

Shen Feng, feeling the powerful aura sweeping over, also felt an implicit oppression. His brow deeply furrowed, knowing that to match Ji Kongnian in speed, he would need to use a Five-Star Immortal Technique at the very least. But with his current condition, it was extremely difficult to cast such a technique. When he was about to retreat,

Ji Kongnian's figure appeared before him like a specter.

Wu Renyan, Du Mo, and the others from the Blood Soul Demon Sect saw Shen Feng unable to even react in front of Ji Kongnian. They displayed even more pleased smiles on their faces, already impatient to hear Shen Feng's cries of agony.

The group of enslaved Loose Cultivators once again fell into despair, having not expected such an outcome. They had briefly harbored hopes of escaping the clutches of the Blood Soul Demon Sect, but who could have predicted the Second Elder would arrive?

Jia Longxuan, Jia Shouhong, and others momentarily held their breath, their lips tightly drawn, awaiting the final outcome.

Just as Ji Kongnian was about to perform his powerful attack, his body suddenly halted, his face changing drastically in an instant. Without Shen Feng lifting a finger, his body flew backward like a cannonball.

With the cultivation technique in his body operating to its limit, Ji Kongnian's retreating form finally came to a stop beside Wu Renyan.

This sudden turn of events left everyone stunned, including a flash of confusion in Shen Feng's eyes.

What on earth was happening?

In the eyes of Wu Renyan, Du Mo, and Jia Shouhong, and others, Shen Feng had not displayed any form of attack, and the two bodies had not even touched each other! Why then did Ji Kongnian inexplicably fly backward?

In fact, Shen Feng indeed had not launched any attacks; his gaze fixed on the wheezing Ji Kongnian.

As Ji Kongnian's figure managed to steady himself, his eyes filled with panic as he looked at Shen Feng, his withered palm involuntarily pressed against his chest.

Hidden within his clothing was a small wooden token passed down by his ancestors, an item of great significance to the Ji Family.

The ancestors of the Ji Family had once been the Hall Master of the First Hall in the Mysterious Demon Six Halls, a sect of the Demon Path that held some prestige in its time.

It was thanks to Shen Feng that their ancestor ascended to the position of the First Hall Master within the Mysterious Demon Six Halls. Originally, the First Hall Master had wanted to follow Shen Feng, yet he was turned down by Shen Feng at the time.

Truth be told, Shen Feng and the ancestors of the Ji Family only had a bit of history between them. He had been in the Immortal Realm for a thousand years! Rising from a mere mortal to the ranks of the Immortal Emperor, the number of people with some connection to him was simply uncountable. If all these people were considered his disciples, then his disciples could be said to have been spread throughout that region of the Immortal Realm.

When Shen Feng's minor world was destroyed, the ancestors of the Ji Family fought alongside the Demon-Suppressing Zhao Family, only to be suffering a hopeless struggle.

However, the ancestors of the Ji Family had the foresight to have a group of their younger generation go into hiding, which is why descendants of the Ji Family still exist in the Lower Realm today.

The wooden token tucked away in Ji Kongnian's clothes was personally refined by an ancestor of the Ji Family.

It was said that should one possess this wooden token upon encountering the Carefree Immortal Emperor, any attempt to attack him would result in the token's offensive power surging into the attacker's body. Just now, it was the wooden token that caused Ji Kongnian to be sent flying backward.

This wooden token was absolutely infallible, something Ji Kongnian was one hundred percent certain of, which is why he became so terrified.

"Ji Kongnian, what are you doing? It seems you're trying to make a fool out of me, aren't you? This little bastard has already killed many cultivators at the Nascent Variation Stage in this mining area. Today, he must be ground to dust!" Wu Renyan couldn't help but say solemnly.

A "bang!" resounded.

Having recovered his senses, Ji Kongnian struck Wu Renyan's face with a punch, causing his teeth to fall out continuously.

Before he could react, Ji Kongnian grabbed his neck, and like lifting a dog, swept quickly toward Shen Feng.

Shen Feng's figure had already landed on the ground.

As Wu Renyan recovered and tried to question Ji Kongnian about what he was doing,

Ji Kongnian hurriedly approached Shen Feng, immediately kneeled down, and said with a face full of fear and respect, "I am a descendant of the once First Hall Master of the Mysterious Demon Six Halls. I am here to atone and ask for your forgiveness for my offense!"

Upon these words,

Wu Renyan's question got stuck in his throat, and he was somewhat dumbfounded!

Not to mention him, even Du Mo and the people from the Blood Soul Demon Sect as well as a host of slave Loose Cultivators gasped for air at this moment, their eyes wide as lanterns.