Chapter 32

Ye Feng desperately compressed his spiritual energy, but no matter how hard he tried, the spiritual energy showed no reaction at all.

His dantian and meridians were stretched to their limits again, and Ye Feng even felt that tiny cracks were beginning to appear in his meridians and dantian.

"Compress... compress for me..."

Feeling the aura of death gradually approaching, Ye Feng's heart also screamed wildly.

Just as his meridians seemed unable to bear it any longer, the spiritual energy that had filled his dantian and meridians suddenly began to fluctuate wildly, and with a "whoosh," the originally fluctuating spiritual energy instantly shrank and did not recover.

At the moment the spiritual energy shrank, Ye Feng did not feel a decrease in spiritual energy; instead, he felt that the spiritual energy was even more powerful than before.

'Compressing spiritual energy increases its density, allowing the same dantian to store more spiritual energy, making the power released even more formidable!' This was a natural insight that arose in Ye Feng after sensing the state of the spiritual energy in his body.

However, the space he compressed was quickly filled again, and Ye Feng did not dare to slack off, continuing to compress.

The spiritual energy within a few hundred meters gathered crazily in this small space, showing the density of the spiritual energy. As a result, not only his dantian but also his physical body was nourished by the spiritual energy, with impurities in his muscles gradually being removed and the surface of his bones becoming increasingly crystalline. All of this happened naturally, and even Ye Feng did not know what state he was in.

However, Ye Feng did not care; after all, it was not a bad thing, and his physical body became even stronger. Ye Feng felt that a single punch from his pure physical body would probably have a force of four to five thousand, which was simply unimaginable.

At this moment, Fangzheng looked at Ye Feng, who was crazily absorbing spiritual energy, in surprise. Li Wenqi could absorb spiritual energy for so long because of his strength and realm. But what about Ye Feng? He was just a first-stage warrior, yet he had absorbed spiritual energy for so long? Although he had only absorbed a small part, this small part had already far exceeded the limit of a first-stage warrior. So, thinking about it, he was extremely shocked. Even the top geniuses he had seen could not absorb so much spiritual energy at once!

The only result of absorbing so much spiritual energy would be to burst and die.

But apart from the occasional look of pain on his face, Ye Feng did not show any fatal conditions, which was the most bizarre thing.

Could Ye Feng be a super genius?

But looking at Ye Feng's attire, he did not seem to be from a famous family or a major sect. If Ye Feng were such a genius, he would have been recruited by those major sects long ago and would not still be a first-stage warrior.

This was what truly puzzled Fangzheng.

In fact, he did not know that Ye Feng's meridians had already broken once. If he knew, he would be even more shocked. Wild spiritual energy being absorbed into the body without breaking the meridians? This was unprecedented.

How could Ye Feng care about what others thought at this moment? He could barely take care of himself.

"Damn, can't compress anymore?"

After compressing the spiritual energy in his body three times, it seemed there was no more space for compression, which made Ye Feng curse inwardly.

His dantian and meridians were stretched to their limits again, but the spiritual energy continued to pour in, making Ye Feng very anxious.

"Is my journey in this world ending today?" Looking at the cracked meridians and dantian, Ye Feng felt a bitter taste in his heart.

"No! I won't give up! I won't give up!! Vital energy, come out... come out..."

Hearing the 'crackling' sound from his meridians, a sense of unwillingness suddenly surged in Ye Feng's heart, and he roared in anger. Although he had come to this world mysteriously, he enjoyed his current life, with his mother and brothers, all of whom he could not bear to part with.

"Ah!!"

No matter how hard he tried, the vital energy did not show any signs of coming out, and the pain from the broken meridians seemed to penetrate his bones, making Ye Feng roar in agony.

"Never... never... give... up..."

Ye Feng gritted his teeth, his face twisted with determination, and he said each word clearly.

After speaking, he focused all his spirit and sensed his mind.

The pain from his body did not affect his spirit; instead, it made his spirit more concentrated.

"Whoosh!"

When Ye Feng's spirit was completely focused in his brain, a black vortex suddenly appeared deep in his mind. This vortex emitted an extremely strong suction force, like a black hole, and his spirit and consciousness were instantly sucked into this black hole.

When he regained consciousness, Ye Feng suddenly found himself in a seemingly boundless space.

"Where am I?"

Ye Feng stood in this space, feeling lost.

"What is that?"

Suddenly, Ye Feng noticed a light ball emitting a faint white light in the center of this space, hanging there like a sun, constantly rotating. With each rotation, a thread of white mist escaped from the light ball and merged into the mist surrounding the white light ball.

Around the light ball, there were also some white mists flying and rising.

As these white mists flew and rose, more threads of white mist escaped from the light ball, joining the flying and rising mists, making the mists continuously grow.

"This... this is... vital energy?"

Suddenly, a thread of white mist floated past him, and when he touched it, his face suddenly changed, showing a look of shock.

"Is this light ball the source of vital energy?" When he confirmed that the white mist was vital energy, he suddenly widened his eyes and looked at the white light ball hanging in the air.

"So much vital energy?"

Looking at the huge white light ball, Ye Feng was also secretly surprised. He had always worried about what to do if the vital energy ran out, but when he saw the white light ball, this concern suddenly disappeared. Although he did not know how much vital energy there was, he knew that a little bit of it would be enough to save his life.

Although the higher one's cultivation, the more vital energy was needed for healing, looking at the light ball, Ye Feng suddenly felt a great deal of confidence. He now truly had a sense of standing in this world, as long as he was not killed in one move or completely destroyed, the probability of death was not too high.

Of course, he would not be careless. If he encountered an absolute strong opponent like Li Wenqi, he would be killed in one move, and no matter how much vital energy he had, it would be useless. This was the absolute suppression of strength.

Ye Feng firmly decided that the secret of vital energy could not be told to anyone; it was his last trump card for survival.

Ye Feng tried to mobilize the vital energy that had just escaped from the white light ball.

However, no matter how hard his spirit tried, the white light ball did not show any signs of movement.

Suddenly, under the influence of his spirit and consciousness, the vital energy that had escaped from the white light ball moved.

Seeing the surrounding vital energy move, Ye Feng's face immediately showed a look of joy.

He now roughly understood that the vital energy around the light ball was probably the vital energy that had entered his body and repaired his meridians before.

Ye Feng's spirit and consciousness controlled the vital energy and directed it toward the black vortex.

The moment his spirit and consciousness approached the vortex, the strong suction force of the vortex instantly sucked his spirit and consciousness back in.

When he regained consciousness again, his spirit and consciousness had returned to his body.

When his spirit returned, he saw the state of his body and was somewhat surprised. His body was almost the same as when he first entered the mental space, but he clearly felt that he had stayed in the mental space for a long time. Could it be that only a moment had passed in the outside world?

However, he could not understand this problem for the time being.

The moment his spirit returned, he felt his meridians and dantian burst, and the spiritual energy entering his body did not decrease at all.

At this moment, a strand of vital energy as thin as a hair emerged from his mind.

This strand of vital energy immediately began to repair his meridians.

Fangzheng, standing beside him, saw the pained expression on Ye Feng's face and knew he could not hold on any longer, so he sighed in relief. Even so, the amount of spiritual energy Ye Feng had absorbed had already exceeded his imagination.

"Hmm?"

Suddenly, Fangzheng's face showed surprise because he noticed that the spiritual energy around Ye Feng did not dissipate but continued to absorb more spiritual energy, which made his face change abruptly. He muttered to himself, 'Young people are too greedy and do not know when to stop!'

"What is this?"

Fangzheng saw that Ye Feng's body had reached its limit but was still absorbing spiritual energy without end. He helplessly shook his head, thinking that Ye Feng was courting death, but it was not his fault. Suddenly, a faint white light emerged from Ye Feng's body.

"Hiss..."

In an instant, this white light disappeared, and the pained expression on Ye Feng's face gradually faded, returning to calm. Seeing this, Fangzheng could not help but draw a sharp breath.

Although he did not know what the white light was, it was clear that Ye Feng had recovered, and this was not fake. The fact that it could pull Ye Feng back from the brink of bursting clearly exceeded his understanding.