Chapter 90

Everyone went up.

Chen Feng and Han Yuer said goodbye to Han Cong and also boarded the flying boat.

In addition to them, dozens of other disciples also went up. They were all very outstanding disciples from the outer sect. Although they did not make it into the top ten disciples this time, they still had the qualifications to watch the competition.

Being able to watch the competition and gain knowledge would be very beneficial for their future cultivation.

The two gathered together, and the other few disciples also gathered together. The top ten disciples were clearly divided into two factions.

The flying boat gently vibrated, floated up, and started moving, silently gliding out at an incredible speed.

In just a moment, when they looked back, Broken Arrow Peak had already disappeared from their sight.

At ten thousand feet in the air, a flying boat was speeding through the sky, leaving a white trail behind.

Chen Feng and the others stood by the boat’s edge. When they looked down, they felt a bit dizzy.

The clouds were beneath their feet, and the mountains and trees below looked incredibly small. Only some extremely tall peaks could match their height.

Han Yuer’s face turned a bit pale, and she tightly gripped the railing, not daring to look down.

Chen Feng smiled and said, "Senior Sister, don’t worry too much. There are protective arrays around the boat. Even if you jump, you might not fall."

Han Yuer felt a bit embarrassed. "Junior Brother, I must have embarrassed myself."

She used to be carefree in front of Chen Feng, but now she was becoming increasingly gentle.

Han Yuer pointed at the Blood Wind in Chen Feng’s arms and asked, "Is this the demonic beast that hatched from the beast cocoon? It looks so strange."

As she spoke, she carefully touched Blood Wind’s head.

Blood Wind was sleeping in Chen Feng’s arms. When Han Yuer touched it, it rubbed its head against her hand.

Han Yuer’s palm itched, and she giggled.

"It’s called Blood Wind," Chen Feng smiled. "The young Wind Wolf Devourer, after consuming the Black Blood Snake, transformed into this form. In the future, there will likely be more changes."

Chen Feng and Han Yuer gathered together, while Qin Moling and the other eight people gathered separately, completely ignoring Chen Feng and Han Yuer.

They were isolating Chen Feng and Han Yuer.

Around them, a group of people gathered, many of whom had been defeated by Chen Feng in the outer sect competition. They looked at him with resentment.

At this moment, they were also looking at the Blood Wind in Chen Feng’s arms, whispering among themselves.

"What is that?"

"It looks a bit like a mutated demonic beast."

"From the looks of it, this waste is trying to bring a demonic beast into the Bamboo Mountain Blessed Land?"

"Then he will have an extra helper for nothing? Absolutely not!"

...

Everyone was discussing.

Ran Changling sneered, a hint of cruelty on his face. "Don’t worry, everyone. Chen Feng will absolutely not be able to bring the demonic beast in."

The flying boat was not particularly large, about twenty meters long, with only a two-story pavilion on it.

Zhuo Bufan was meditating on the second floor of the pavilion, while Ran Yuxue and Elder Cai were on the first floor. As for the top ten disciples of the outer sect, they did not have the qualifications to enter the pavilion and could only stay on the deck.

Chen Feng and Han Yuer chatted for a while, then closed their eyes to rest and meditate. After all, on the flying boat, no one would dare to scheme against him.

Han Yuer also sat cross-legged beside him but did not cultivate. Instead, she watched the surroundings vigilantly.

The flying boat moved incredibly fast. After two hours, by noon, they had already reached their destination.

This was a massive peak, ten thousand feet high, not inferior to Broken Arrow Peak. The top of this peak was like it had been sliced off by a sword, forming a huge, perfectly flat platform.

Heavenly Terrace Peak!

This place was located at the intersection of the Qianyuan Sect, Greenwood Sect, and Vajra Sect, and no one managed it.

It was said that in ancient times, a great battle between immortals and demons took place here, and an ancient powerful being sliced the peak with a single sword, creating its current shape.

No one knew if this legend was true, but it was true that the spiritual energy around Heavenly Terrace Peak was very chaotic.

The chaotic spiritual energy and a considerable number of spatial rifts appeared around the peak.

No one knew what lay behind the spatial rifts!

It could be a desolate wasteland, a blessed land, or, with a ninety-nine percent chance, a person would be torn apart by the疯狂的空间风暴 upon entering!

This time, the Bamboo Mountain Blessed Land was discovered near Heavenly Terrace Peak.

Behind a spatial rift, there was a small world.

The flying boat slowly descended.

On the platform of Heavenly Terrace Peak, people were already waiting. They came forward to greet them.

Zhuo Bufan, Ran Yuxue, and Elder Cai all came out of the flying boat’s cabin, leading Chen Feng and the others off the boat to speak with the people who had come to greet them.

The people who came to greet them were clearly divided into two factions based on their clothing.

One faction wore green clothes with wooden patterns, belonging to the Greenwood Sect. The other faction wore golden clothes, belonging to the Vajra Sect.

The leading elder of the Vajra Sect was a white-haired, golden-robed old man with a loud voice. He laughed heartily and said, "Patriarch Zhuo, I didn’t expect you to lead the team personally. What a pleasure, what a pleasure!"

Zhuo Bufan smiled faintly. "Elder Wang, you are too kind. I have nothing else to do, so I came along to take a look."