Chapter 34

Chen Feng's fist was infused with true qi, carrying the force of several thousand catties, easily shattering Zhang Song's bull-like defensive aura and striking his chest.

Zhang Song's chest immediately caved in, spitting out fresh blood, suffering severe injuries.

Everyone was shocked!

Just how strong had Chen Feng's cultivation become? One punch, just one punch, and without using any martial techniques, he actually inflicted severe injuries on Zhang Song, who was at the peak of the Fifth Level of the Later Heaven realm!

It was too terrifying!

Han Yuer also looked disbelieving, feeling her mind in a state of chaos.

How could this be? When did Chen Feng become so powerful?

Chen Feng walked towards Zhang Song, a smile hanging at the corner of his mouth, his expression calm and composed.

His demeanor was so casual, as if he had just swatted away an annoying mosquito.

"Zhang Song, you injured my senior sister, and just now you tried to kill me. We have to settle this score slowly."

Zhang Song screamed wildly, "You dare to kill me? No, you don't dare to kill me!"

"Still being stubborn? Then try it out." Chen Feng's smile turned cold.

Chen Feng walked up to Zhang Song, stepped on his face, and Zhang Song's face was distorted and deformed, his face covered in a mix of blood and sweat, looking filthy.

With just a little more force, he could crush Zhang Song's head and send him to the netherworld.

"Stop!" At this moment, a cold shout came from behind.

Chen Feng paused, turning to look.

A middle-aged man in a green robe with a goatee walked over, glanced at the situation, and coldly asked, "What's going on here?"

Before Chen Feng could speak, Zhang Song shouted, "Elder Zhao, this waste, Chen Feng, and this little girl broke our spirit treasures. When we tried to reason with them, they beat up our disciples. You must do justice for us!"

He was the first to accuse, distorting the facts.

Elder Zhao was one of the elders responsible for managing the outer sect market and was also his patron. Zhang Song had initially established a relationship with Elder Zhao through a generous gift and continued to offer generous gifts regularly.

Thus, he could act tyrannically in the outer sect market, with the sect turning a blind eye.

Just as Chen Feng was about to speak, Elder Zhao scolded him, "Chen Feng, in broad daylight, you actually fought with a fellow disciple and beat your senior brother to this extent. You are truly audacious!"

"Come with me to the Punishment Hall!"

He didn't bother to investigate the facts and directly confronted Chen Feng.

The Punishment Hall was where the outer sect specifically punished and interrogated disciples who violated the sect's rules. It was filled with countless cruel methods.

If one were to go in, they would come out either dead or severely injured.

Chen Feng was acting in self-defense, and Elder Zhao was clearly trying to deliberately punish him.

Chen Feng's face showed a hint of understanding, and he said calmly, "Elder Zhao, why don't you investigate the facts before jumping to conclusions?"

"Why don't you ask the people around here what really happened?"

Elder Zhao's face turned red with embarrassment, and he coldly snorted, "I saw with my own eyes that you injured Zhang Song. Do I need to ask anyone else?"

Chen Feng's lips curled in a mocking smile, "Elder Zhao, when Zhang Song injured my senior sister and was about to kill me, where were you? Did you see that?"

"Coincidentally, you saw me retaliating against Zhang Song. Could it be that you were blind just now and suddenly recovered your sight?"

Elder Zhao was furious, "Impudent! Chen Feng, how dare you speak to me like this?"

Chen Feng stood straight, chest out, his presence as majestic as a mountain.

He was tall, looking down at Elder Zhao, "Why shouldn't I? I am in the right, while you, with your seniority and power, only bully others! How can anyone be convinced?"

"Truly a sharp-tongued little beast!"

Elder Zhao, unable to argue, was enraged and lunged at Chen Feng, shouting, "Brat, come with me to the Punishment Hall!"

His fingers and palm carried a fierce wind and an overwhelming true qi, directly grabbing at Chen Feng.

Chen Feng was horrified to find that he couldn't move at all, his entire body enveloped by the true qi.

A feeling of almost suffocating despair washed over him.

He couldn't resist, couldn't fight back; the gap in strength between them was too great.

The outer sect elders were at least at the Ninth Level of the Later Heaven realm, and some had even entered the Divine Gate realm.

Elder Zhao was a Divine Gate realm powerhouse!

Even though he had just entered the Divine Gate realm, a Divine Gate realm was a Divine Gate realm, far beyond the reach of Later Heaven realm cultivators.

This was the first time Chen Feng had witnessed the power of a Divine Gate realm powerhouse, and it made him feel so powerless that he couldn't even think of resisting.

Too powerful! Too terrifying!

Just then, a powerful force suddenly surged from the side, directly neutralizing Elder Zhao's attack. Elder Zhao took a step back, squinting his eyes and smiling insincerely, "I wonder who it is, it's actually Junior Brother Han."

The person who arrived was Han Cong.

He was dusty and weary.

Ignoring Elder Zhao, he first glanced at Han Yuer, quickly rushing over and asking with concern, "Yuer, are you okay?"

Han Yuer shook her head, "Father, my injuries aren't severe, don't worry."

"That's good."