Chapter 18

Chen Feng let out a疯狂的吼叫，like an injured lone wolf. He struggled fiercely, but the more he struggled, the tighter the whip bound him.

"It's no use!" the middle-aged man in blue shouted: "This whip is made from a thousand-year-old purple gold vine mixed with the finest black gold. Your struggling is useless! Unless you have the strength of ten thousand catties at the Eighth Level of the Later Heaven, you won't be able to break free!"

On the surface, Chen Feng appeared疯狂, but in reality, he was very calm, quickly thinking of a way out.

Suddenly, his hand touched the three pieces of mid-grade spirit stones he carried close to his body.

Chen Feng grabbed the three pieces of mid-grade spirit stones and then activated the Beidou Page Golden Sutra, spreading true qi throughout his palm. The three pieces of mid-grade spirit stones instantly disappeared.

In Chen Feng's dantian, the three pieces of mid-grade spirit stones were absorbed by the ancient tripod. After a moment, the ancient tripod released a vast amount of spiritual energy. As usual, the ancient tripod retained half of the spiritual energy, but even so, the amount of spiritual energy released was equivalent to one and a half pieces of mid-grade spirit stones, or seventy-five pieces of low-grade spirit stones, a truly vast amount!

The spiritual energy transformed into true qi, and Chen Feng's strength steadily increased.

3,500 catties!

3,700 catties!

4,000 catties!

But that was as far as it could go. Three pieces of mid-grade spirit stones were simply not enough to allow him to reach a higher realm.

Just as his strength reached 4,000 catties, he suddenly felt something in his mind shatter.

A hint of enlightenment about the Great Hand of Light surfaced in his mind.

"I understand, I understand, it's actually like this! It turns out that the second level of the Great Hand of Light is where it truly begins, the previous levels were just the basics! The second level of the Great Hand of Light is actually like this!"

Chen Feng closed his eyes, feeling excited as he continuously experienced that hint of enlightenment.

At this moment, the middle-aged man in blue could easily kill Chen Feng, but he wanted to interrogate Chen Feng to find out the location of the martial technique secret manual, so he did not make a move. Instead, he stood not far away, continuously insulting him. Seeing Chen Feng's eyes tightly closed, he thought Chen Feng was unwilling to accept his insults and sneered, "Closing your eyes won't help..."

Therefore, he did not notice that Chen Feng's hands were moving in a small area, forming a small hand seal.

Based on the hint of enlightenment in his mind, Chen Feng continuously experienced it, and his hands unconsciously formed this hand seal. The moment the hand seal was formed, a powerful and heavy force suddenly radiated from his hands. This force was defensive, not offensive, but it was very substantial.

Soon, this force formed a bell-shaped protective aura around Chen Feng, enveloping him and continuously pushing outward. The whip that tightly bound Chen Feng was pushed outward, making creaking sounds. Finally, with a loud crack, the whip was torn apart, breaking into two pieces!

"Ah!" The middle-aged man in blue let out a pained cry, extremely shocked, and looked at Chen Feng with disbelief.

He never expected that Chen Feng would have the strength to tear apart his whip, knowing that the whip could withstand ten thousand catties of force!

"How is this possible? How is this possible?" he shouted疯狂ly: "How is this possible? How could you break free? How could you tear apart my whip?"

He was on the verge of a mental breakdown.

"Let me show you how it's possible!" Chen Feng opened his eyes, laughed loudly, and, now free, mercilessly attacked the middle-aged man in blue. The Golden Great Hand continuously condensed, powerful and fierce, striking the middle-aged man in blue.

The middle-aged man in blue's skills were primarily in whip techniques. With his whip destroyed, he had lost eighty percent of his strength and was no match for Chen Feng, being forced to retreat in a狼狈 manner, struggling to defend himself.

If one observed closely, they would notice that although Chen Feng's Great Hand remained powerful and fierce, it had gained a few subtle changes, making it even more difficult to deal with.

Finally, Chen Feng struck the middle-aged man in blue in the abdomen, causing him to spit blood and fall to his knees.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me!" The middle-aged man in blue knelt on the ground, crying and begging Chen Feng, who had been extremely arrogant and insulting Chen Feng just moments ago, now kneeling like a dog, pleading for mercy.

Chen Feng was unmoved and continued to approach.

The middle-aged man in blue howled: "Don't kill me, I'll give you the martial technique secret manual... I'll give you..."

Chen Feng looked down at him, feeling an immense sense of satisfaction, and coldly smiled: "I don't care!"

He struck the middle-aged man in blue's forehead with a palm, shattering it!

He took a deep breath, knowing that he should not stay here for long, and searched the middle-aged man in blue. He found a good harvest, obtaining ten pieces of mid-grade spirit stones and an old, bound book, which should be the secret manual for the "Thirteen Styles of the Flexible Whip."

Chen Feng did not have time to examine them in detail, so he put them away, gathered the wolf pups still gnawing on the pig bones, and quickly fled.

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This was a sheer cliff, a thousand feet high, as straight as a knife cut, impossible for birds to cross.

This place was already two hundred miles deep into the Qinglin Mountain Range, almost beyond the outer range. Further inside, powerful demonic beasts would appear, making it extremely dangerous and unpredictable.