As Chen Feng was distracted, the flaming sword’s power began weakening. The red-haired youngster quickly made use of the opportunity. With a shout, flames swirled out around his body and the two large fire palms merged as one, becoming an even more condensed palm silhouette. With a grasping motion, it caught Chen Feng’s flaming sword.

“Good! This Prized artefact is now mine!” The red-haired youngster felt overjoyed.

Although the flaming sword was snatched, Chen Feng did not feel worried. Instead, he continued to display the Longevity Sword Technique to kill off the other cultivators. He had been spending the past few days cultivating before the meteorite, fighting against the meteorite’s sword intent every day. Thus, his swordsmanship had improved considerably. At that very moment, the Fire Wyrm Sword in Chen Feng’s hand was unleashing rays of sword light, reaping the lives of cultivators in its path.

There were originally close to 20 cultivators with the red-haired youngster. At that very moment, however, Chen Feng’s act of slaughter had reduced their number to only seven or eight. These survivors were fleeing in various directions.

“Kid, you dare offend our Holy Flame Sect? You’re a dead man!” Seeing that,...