Slaying stars with one finger, receiving the Immortal Emperor's decree with bare hands, and even playing with the Immortal Dynasty's envoys in the palm of his hand...
These deeds have now become miraculous among the sect's senior officials.
Ling Feiyu didn’t believe it, or rather, he didn’t want to believe it.
He did not believe that a new disciple could be more powerful than him, a genius who had practiced hard for thousands of years. In his opinion, Ye Feng must have used some forbidden secret method, or had some shocking magic weapon hidden in his body.
Jealousy gnawed at his heart.
Especially when he heard that the sect leader, Taoist Xuantian, actually designated Ye Feng as his direct disciple and promised that all the sect's resources would be at his disposal, the imbalance in his heart reached its peak.
Why?
How many great contributions has he made to the sect? How many days and nights had he spent in seclusion and practiced hard in order to break through to the Immortal King Realm?
Why can a boy with unknown origins easily get everything he dreams of?
So, he decided to personally explore Ye Feng's true identity.
His divine mind is one of the means he is most proud of. He once had a strange encounter, and the power of his soul was far beyond that of the same level, even comparable to the strong man who had just entered the Immortal King.
He sneaked carefully and soon discovered the mysterious hidden formation outside Ye Feng's courtyard.
This formation is indeed exquisite, but after studying the formation for hundreds of years, he still keenly discovered a "weak point."
"Humph, it turned out to be just a half-baked job. The formation was set up well, but it left such obvious flaws." Ling Feiyu sneered in his heart.
He explored his spiritual thoughts without hesitation.
However, at the moment when his spiritual thoughts passed through the formation light curtain, the scene in front of him made him freeze.
The expected elegant courtyard did not appear.
But a darkness that makes you unable to see your fingers.
No, not darkness.
But a dead, cold universe void.
His spiritual thoughts are like a lonely boat, floating in this boundless sea of stars. All around, huge and desolate stars rotate slowly, exuding a heart-stopping aura of desolation.
"This is...what's going on? Illusion array?" Ling Feiyu was shocked.
He immediately tried to withdraw his spiritual thoughts, but was shocked to find that the connection between himself and his body was cut off by an invisible force!
He's trapped!
"You are pretending to be a god! Break it for me!"
Ling Feiyu is a top genius after all, and he remains calm in the face of danger. His spiritual thoughts transformed into a heavenly sword, and he slashed at a star in front of him!
This sword contains the power of his powerful soul, which is enough to cut through mountains.
However, the moment the Heavenly Sword of Divine Mind approached the star, it was like a mud cow entering the sea, melting quietly without causing even a trace of waves.
Ling Feiyu’s expression finally changed.
This is no ordinary magic array! Every star in this starry sky seems to be real, containing vast and unparalleled real power!
"Who are you? You can trap me here!" Ling Feiyu shouted sharply, his voice echoed in the dead starry sky, but he received no response.
Fear began to spread from the bottom of his heart.
He could feel that the power of his spiritual thoughts was being consumed and swallowed up bit by bit by an invisible force in this strange starry sky.
If this continues, the spiritual thoughts he has discovered will be completely annihilated sooner or later. By then, his body and soul will surely suffer heavy losses!
"No! I can't die here!"
Ling Feiyu began to attack crazily. He evolved various powerful soul secret techniques, turned into swords, guns, swords and halberds, and transformed into divine birds and beasts, attacking the surrounding stars crazily.
But everything is in vain.
All his attacks seemed so feeble in front of this vast starry sky.
He was like a drowning man who fell into the sea. No matter how hard he struggled, he could not escape the fate of being swallowed.
……
In the courtyard, Ye Feng was leisurely enjoying tea.
In his sea of consciousness, a miniature star map was slowly rotating. On the picture, there is a small light spot, rushing left and right, jumping up and down, like a headless fly trapped in a glass bottle.
"The psychological quality is not bad, better than that Xingji user." Ye Feng commented.
He just used a little bit of the new ability he learned from the Dao Bones of the Stars to evolve the Deceiving Star Array into the "Little Zhoutian Star Realm", and easily trapped Ling Feiyu's spiritual thoughts.
This star realm seems to be vast, but in fact it is only a small inch. But what it contains is the power of the stars and the laws of space.
Not to mention that Ling Feiyu was just a wisp of spiritual thought, even if he came in person, he would not be able to escape easily.
Ye Feng did not kill him, but simply trapped him and slowly drained his mind.
This can destroy a genius' pride more than defeating him directly.
After a stick of incense.
Ye Feng felt that the fire was almost gone. The light spot had dimmed to the extreme and was almost extinguished.
He flicked his finger.
Ling Feiyu, who was waiting desperately for death in the Little Zhoutian Star Realm, only felt that his eyes were blurred, and the terrifying starry sky disappeared in an instant.
His remaining spiritual thoughts finally returned to their true form.
"Poof!"
In front of the cave, Ling Feiyu suddenly opened his eyes, opened his mouth and spurted out a blood arrow, his face instantly became as white as paper, and his breath was extremely depressed.
His eyes were filled with the horror and disbelief of the aftermath of the disaster.
That starry sky just now...that power...
That is definitely not something that the Immortal King level can possess!
Could it be that there was an Immortal Emperor living in Ye Feng’s courtyard, or even an even more terrifying existence?
Just when he was agitated and thinking wildly, a chubby figure, humming a tune, wandered over from the mountain road not far away.
It is Elder Chiyang.
He had just received this month's offerings from the elixir shop. He was in a good mood and was ready to go back to his mountain to refine several furnaces of elixirs.
When passing by Elder Duanshui's hilltop, he immediately saw Ling Feiyu sitting cross-legged on the ground, with blood at the corner of his mouth and a pale face.
"Hey, isn't this Fei Yu's wise nephew? What's wrong with you? Have you gone crazy in your practice?" Elder Chiyang stopped and asked with concern.
Ling Feiyu's face turned green and white when he saw Elder Chiyang. He couldn't say that he went to spy on Ye Feng, but he was treated like a monkey and almost collapsed, right?
Do you still want his face?
"Thank you for your concern, Uncle Chiyang. Disciple... I just encountered a bottleneck in my practice. In my anxiety, I stopped breathing so that it doesn't get in the way." Ling Feiyu forced himself to stand up and forced out a smile that was uglier than crying.
Who is Elder Chiyang? He becomes more mature with age. When he saw Ling Feiyu's traumatized look, and then thought of the courtyard facing Ye Feng, his heart suddenly felt like a mirror.
This kid is probably going to get into trouble with that little monster Ye Feng.
Elder Chiyang smiled secretly in his heart, he deserves it! Even the Immortal Emperor's decrees are just like paper. If you, a peak Immortal Master, go to provoke him, isn't it like lighting a lamp in the latrine - seeking death?
But his face remained calm. Instead, he acted like a serious and caring elder and patted Ling Feiyu on the shoulder.