A level 5 Sky Human stage cultivator with a formidable fleshly body, a steady pace and a slightly weaker soul power. He must be practicing a body tempering technique. Amongst the great sects, someone like him can already be considered a disciple with a decent cultivation base. Looking at the cultivator, Chen Feng swiftly analysed his cultivation state.

However, he dares to rush in alone despite seeing the top-grade Prized artefact in my hand. He either has a hidden move up his sleeve or he’s an idiot, Chen Feng thought.

When there were still 10 zhang between them, the young cultivator made his move. A black, massive blade, weighing who knows how many kilogrammes, roared as it slashed at Chen Feng. A gigantic blade beam sliced the space above them as it hacked down upon Chen Feng’s head. The young cultivator was confident in this attack of his. He had channelled all of his power into it and not even a level 6 Sky Human stage cultivator could easily block it.

“Junior Brother Chen, be careful!” Mu Qingfeng and Zhang Xuanjin cried out in shock. Additionally, the two of them also wanted to step forward to help Chen Feng block the attack.

“Don’t be anxious.” Chen Feng stopped them. Next, he...