Chen Feng himself felt a little dizzy after taking a few breaths of the wine-scented air. For cultivators, it was generally hard to get drunk even with the strongest alcoholic drink. If they could, their cultivation bases would become worthless.

Thus, this was a completely unexpected situation. The fragrance of the wine lured them in and many of the cultivators were beginning to salivate.

“Good wine. Brother, let me have a taste.” An imposing and muscular man strode forward. Extending his hand out, he made to grab the wine jar in the cyan-robed man’s hand.

That is a cultivator at level 3 of the Concealed stage. Additionally, his fleshly body is brutally strong. The muscles in his body are densely packed while his joints are flexible. Despite his large stature, he is able to move agilely. He must have a vast amount of combat experience. I wonder how this cyan-robed man plan on dealing with him? Chen Feng was quick to analyse the combat power of the imposing-looking and muscular man.

Just as the muscular man’s hand was about to grab hold of the wine jar, the cyan-robed man casually waved his hand and the muscular man with a large stature was sent flying with a wretched cry. He flew a distance of over 20 metres to smash heavily...