The charging momentum behind the will of the world shattered apart Chen Feng’s spinning soul vortex and even the Longevity Sword was reduced to a stream of essence energy.

“Pu!”

Instantly, Chen Feng opened his mouth to cough out blood.

A dizzying, hazy and painful feeling rocked his head. It was a terribly unbearable feeling.

“Tower, are you trying to kill me?!” Chen Feng shouted. 

Chen Feng had to give it his all just for that one stream of sword intent. And yet, another stream of the will of the world came. This was simply murder.

“Heh! Another stream will be coming in a hundred days’ time. I will not be helping you. Besides, I don’t have the ability to help you either. If you cannot endure, you’ll die.” Tower’s voice grew incredibly cold.

By then, Chen Feng could no longer open his mouth to swear, regardless of how much he wanted to. His body had fallen into a state of chaos. Any other cultivator would have already exploded from overload. Even so, Chen Feng could sense that he would not be able to endure for much longer either.

His primary energy was flowing in reverse and his soul raged turbulently.

His blood streams charged so quickly, they ended up rupturing his blood vessels.

It was so chaotic that...