It was July yet the brothel was chilling to the bones. Many normal humans without cultivation were shivering from the aura of the young experts as their lips were covered by white mist.

The buddhist robe on Feng Feiyun’s body fluttered due to the cold invisible air. It didn’t seem like he was in the middle of a brothel, it was more like he was standing on top of a windy peak. However, in reality, he was really standing and experiencing the powerful wind at the top.

“Since there is a peerless beauty wanting to see my face, if I didn’t listen, then wouldn’t it be truly distasteful?”

Feng Feiyun’s left hand slowly maneuvered towards his head, as if he wanted to take off the hat.

Everyone present, including the two heaven-defying talents from the Feng Clan, were truly curious about the real face of the monk. Their gazes moved along with his hand.

Suddenly, a frightening black light appeared and the hat on top of Feng Feiyun’s head became a spinning top. It created rolling black lights and sucked in the surrounding spirit energy. Then, it transformed into a sharp and powerful tornado.

This black spinning top suddenly appeared in front of Feng Lingji and the fierce strength surrounded him, stopping him in his tracks.

Within this short period of time, Feng Feiyun broke through the rooftop of the Intoxicated Jade Pavilion, while holding his Invincible Buddhist Staff, and defiantly went on the offensive towards Dongfang...