It was one of Chen Feng’s most powerless moments. He could sense an overpowering soul power flitting through his sea of wisdom. Chen Feng knew that He Minghui was currently utilizing a soul-searching technique on him. Once He Minghui was done circling his sea of wisdom, everything would be revealed.

Fight! Chen Feng tried fighting back, but found that his soul power was utterly incapable of moving. He was just like a wooden puppet, an immobile wooden puppet who was aware of what was going on. 

“Ha ha ha ha! Kid, I did not think you could destroy my arm! Humph! That was simply carelessness on my part. Now, let’s see how you struggle against me. Even if you did not kill He Tian and Ma Jun, the fact that you dared resist is a death crime!” He Minghui sneered. At the same time, he mobilized his soul power to continue searching Chen Feng’s sea of wisdom.

As Chen Feng was preparing to go all out, a small maelstrom suddenly appeared within his sea of wisdom. Applying a gentle suction force, it sucked in the soul power that He Minghui had sent into Chen Feng’s sea of wisdom,...