Rebirth of the Cultivation Devil

The servant of his so-called Peak War General is naturally Luan Wusheng.

"In Panwu Land, he was so arrogant that he almost died at the hands of those ancient martial world prodigies. Fortunately, he managed to break into Panwu Land and survive."

Yuan Qingning felt immense despair in her heart, unable to hold back her complaints. She had just seen a glimmer of hope, only for it to be extinguished by Ye Qingfeng’s reckless act.

She wanted to slap this guy to death. Without bringing a powerful expert along, he still acts so carefree, arrogant, and conceited.

This is simply seeking death!

"Why doesn’t this guy learn his lesson? We’re doomed; he and our Thousand Extremes Sect are going to die here!" Yuan Qingning was almost furious to death.

That day, they only saw Ye Qingfeng walking into Panwu Land. They didn’t see Ye Qingfeng make a move himself; even those few bandits were dealt with by Luan Wusheng.

"I believe in Brother Ye Qingfeng!" Kuang Xuan gritted his teeth and said, "He’s not one to boast."

He’s not a boaster?

Yuan Qingning was speechless, but now wasn’t the time for arguing. Since death seemed inevitable, she let Kuang Xuan continue to believe what he wanted.

Yuan Qingning’s heart sank.

"Junior Sister, don’t you find that woman somewhat familiar?" Suddenly, Kuang Xuan spoke to Kong Ningshuang.

A really beautiful woman, Yuan Qingning stared at Kong Ningshuang, feeling moved and immediately affected.

"Could it be..."

At that moment, several disciples from the ancient martial world were already approaching Ye Qingfeng with cold gazes.

"People from the Shenhe Sect, this time, let’s settle some scores!"

Ye Qingfeng sneered, his conflict with the Shenhe Sect was already a fight to the death.

His left hand extended, and he immediately summoned the Futu Sword. Everyone’s body trembled, seeing a fiery red longsword suddenly appear in Ye Qingfeng’s hand.

This longsword was over three feet long, emanating a fiery red glow. Mist seemed to rise around it, and patches of red spots on the scene resembled flowing magma.

This was definitely a divine weapon!

However, what truly shocked everyone was not this sword, but Ye Qingfeng’s methods. Where did he get this sword from? What kind of technique was this?

As spiritual power surged, Ye Qingfeng’s killing intent instantly emerged.

"Ye Qingfeng, wait!" At this moment, Kong Ningshuang stepped forward, blocking Ye Qingfeng, "You can’t kill anyone from the ancient martial world anymore, or once the Good and Evil Envoys take action, even I can’t protect you!"

Good and Evil Envoys?

This was the second time Ye Qingfeng heard this term. Undoubtedly, it must be a powerful force; otherwise, Kong Ningshuang, such a prodigy of the ancient martial world, wouldn’t be so apprehensive.

"Stop pretending, you think you can scare us with a few mysterious tricks, you mere mortal martial artists?"

Qiu Feng coldly said, spiritual power surging.

Kong Ningshuang also had a cold face.

"Qiu Feng, shut up!" Suddenly, a young man, who had remained silent, sprang out and coldly reprimanded.

Qiu Feng’s expression changed, ready to get angry, but the young man coldly said, "Kong Ningshuang, I didn’t expect you to appear too!"

Kong Ningshuang!

The Shenhe Sect geniuses’ faces drastically changed; Kong Ningshuang, that name was truly famous, a real heavenly pride of the ancient martial world, with unparalleled talent and strength.

Of extraordinary beauty and exceptional talent, Kong Ningshuang was quite renowned in the ancient martial world.

"Good, very good. I didn’t expect you to be with this guy. If I take this news back to the sects of the ancient martial world, can you imagine the uproar it would cause?"

The young man sneered.

Right now, Ye Qingfeng in the sects of the ancient martial world was pretty much the target of all. Not only did he kill their prodigies, but he also had the Medicine Garden of Panwu Land. Many ancient martial sects viewed Ye Qingfeng as an enemy. Kong Ningshuang’s beautiful face immediately changed!

This young man coldly stared at Kong Ningshuang, a cold smile at his lips.

One had to admit that his words posed a threat to Kong Ningshuang. Currently, Ye Qingfeng was a major target; too many ancient martial sects despised him.

If those sects knew Kong Ningshuang was close to Ye Qingfeng, they would surely be displeased with Kong Ningshuang and the Immortal Heart Sect. Some might even speculate that Kong Ningshuang and Ye Qingfeng were behind the Panwu Land incidents.

After all, Kong Ningshuang knew there was no force behind Ye Qingfeng. If the Immortal Heart Sect was regarded as Ye Qingfeng’s backing, everything would be explained.

In such a way, the Immortal Heart Sect would offend countless sects.

"Kong Ningshuang, is she Kong Ningshuang?" Qiu Feng’s eyes widened, staring at Kong Ningshuang in shock.

In the ancient martial world, this name was quite famous, known as a heavenly pride, of unparalleled beauty, brilliant talent, and strength only slightly lower than a few devils like Ma Gu and Dugu Xiao.

This was due to Kong Ningshuang’s young age, but her talent was by no means inferior, and it was hard to say whose achievements would surpass whose in the future.

"Kong Ningshuang, you should think about how to bribe me now. If you offer something tempting, I might consider keeping quiet."

The young man sneered, staring at Kong Ningshuang, his eyes shining with a flash of brilliance.

"Your Immortal Heart Sect, one of the Eight Major Sects, must have lots of good things, right?"

The glint in the young man’s eyes briefly flashed with lust before vanishing. This woman was truly breathtakingly beautiful. If he could have a taste, he’d even forgo any benefits.

But he knew it was impossible. With Kong Ningshuang’s aloofness, she’d rather die than let him touch her.

Kong Ningshuang hesitated for a moment before saying somewhat coolly, "What do you want?"

Though she felt no fear, she wanted to avoid causing trouble for her sect, so it was better to seal this man’s mouth.

"It’s very simple. Given your status, you must have mid-grade spiritual power, right? Just give me a mid-grade spirit stone." The young man sneered, raising an eyebrow, "Of course, you could also give me your Qingye Sword."

"In your dreams!" Kong Ningshuang’s face turned icy, never expecting his ambitions to be so large.

The mid-grade spirit stone was what she prepared for breaking into the War Emperor Realm. Of course, she had already promised it to Ye Qingfeng. The inheritance of Panwu Immortal was far more valuable than a mid-grade spirit stone.

And Qingye Sword was her weapon, also a sect treasure. How could she just give it away?

"Then there’s nothing to discuss. Your Immortal Heart Sect better prepare to become the target of all." The young man coldly said.

"How about my sword?" Suddenly, Ye Qingfeng’s voice rang out, holding the Futu Sword.

The sword was over three feet long, adorned with fiery red imprints like real lava residues, subtly shifting as if flowing.