Yi Feng, who had rushed out of the door, followed Elder Zhao's instructions and unleashed the greatest power he could unleash with Star Explosion. The effect was obvious. A rank five Wang Jie, in front of the Demonic Emperor's inherited skill, Star Explosion, did not have the slightest bit of resistance. He was killed by Yi Feng with a single punch.
Of course, it was just as the leader had predicted. After Yi Feng finished executing this punch, most of the Dou Qi in his body had been sucked out. If not for the fact that Yi Feng was a Spirit Summoner, even if he had just killed one of the opponents, he would not have been able to use the Phantom Body Technique to escape.
Even after exhausting nearly ninety percent of Yi Feng's Dou Qi, the Star Explosion that Yi Feng could use was only eighty percent of its essence.
Sensing that more than half of his Sea of Qi had been depleted, Yi Feng could not help but laugh bitterly. With Wang Jie's rank three strength, just using the first move consumed such a terrifying amount of Dou Qi. Then when would he be able to use the second move?
"Looks like there's still a long way to go before I can refine Star Explosion to its peak."
But when he thought of the power of the punch just now, Yi Feng's helplessness disappeared completely. After all, although he could use the first two moves of Star Explosion in the past, the power was far from being able to compare to the full power of the first move this time. Apart from the fact that his strength had grown a lot. It was just as Elder Zhao had said. Only by displaying the essence of Star Explosion could the strongest power be unleashed.
Yi Feng, who was running away, kept throwing pills into his mouth. The God Ling Technique also started to circulate on its own. The Dou Qi that had been depleted in his body was also recovering at a visible speed.
Such a situation made Yi Feng's lips curl into a relaxed smile. Under the dual recovery of the God Ling Technique and the pills, the speed had reached a terrifying level. It would not be long before he would be able to recover to his peak state.
Thinking of how several rank five and above powerhouses had besieged him just now, he felt a great sense of danger. Only by maintaining his peak state could he have the capital to fight with them. No matter what, Yi Feng would not give up what he had obtained. Moreover, Yi Feng had already killed one of them. The other party would definitely not let him off.
Yi Feng, who had fled far away, turned left and right in the palace. He was sure that they would not find him so quickly. Yi Feng stopped again and sat down cross-legged. He then took out the wooden box that he had obtained in the main hall from his ring. Controlling the Mind-manipulating spell to open the wooden box, Yi Feng, who had experienced it last time, used his combat power to protect his eyes.
However, what surprised Yi Feng this time was that although the sword's body was sparkling and translucent, the dazzling light from last time did not appear. Only in this situation did Yi Feng disperse his fighting spirit.
Looking at the treasured sword in the wooden box, it still exuded a noble and beautiful feeling. However, Yi Feng did not dare to touch it casually. High-grade spirit artifacts had their own artifact spirits. It was fine if he encountered a good artifact spirit. If he encountered a ferocious one, who knew what would happen? If a bead could make him like that, then how terrifying would the main body of the spirit artifact be?
Looking at the sword from top to bottom, Yi Feng discovered that there was a scroll under the sword that was as translucent as a cicada's wing.
Yi Feng thought for a moment. In the end, he carefully reached into the wooden box. His hand touched the scroll and began to twitch little by little. Yi Feng's action did not cause any other changes to the sword. The scroll was pulled out by Yi Feng without any suspense. Looking at the scroll in his hand, Yi Feng glanced at the treasured sword that was still lying there quietly. Towards the treasured sword's calmness, Yi Feng also had a trace of joy in his heart.
Unrolling the scroll, what appeared was not a set of techniques as Yi Feng had expected. Instead, it was a picture. In the picture, there was a treasured sword. It was crystal clear and lifelike, luxurious and beautiful to the extreme. The sword's body was surrounded by a kind of seven-colored light film. Between luxurious and beautiful, it added a sense of mystery.
Although the treasured sword in the picture and the treasured sword in the box were very different, Yi Feng could tell at a glance that the treasured sword in the picture was the one in the box. Not because of anything else, but because the treasured sword in the picture was also crystal clear like a cicada's wing. It also had a dragon's head, and in the dragon's head was a blue bead.
What was different from the treasured sword in the wooden box was that the treasured sword in the picture had two beads embedded in the eyes of the dragon's head. Below the handle, there were also two beads embedded in the front and back.
In other words, on this treasured sword, there were actually five beads. One had to admit that after adding five beads, the treasured sword on the scroll more than doubled in beauty, mystery, and nobility. Moreover, in the crystal clear sword body, there seemed to be a halo circulating. This was something that the treasured sword could not see now.
"Defective?" Yi Feng stared blankly at the treasured sword in the wooden box.
Yi Feng shook his head helplessly. He did not expect that the ancient experts had spent so much effort to build such a huge relic. It was actually just to collect and protect this defective spiritual weapon.
Yi Feng, who was originally extremely excited to get this thing, lost most of his interest after knowing that it was a defective item. A defective high-grade spiritual weapon, no matter how good it was, could not be that good. At most, it could reach the level of a middle-grade spiritual weapon. Moreover, it was a defective item, and the weapon spirit was usually incomplete. Compared to the complete weapon spirit of a middle-grade spiritual weapon, it was still a few levels lower. Of course, it was naturally much better than a low-grade spiritual weapon.
Yi Feng continued to unroll the scroll with flagging interest. He did not have much interest in the scroll, but a few words entered his eyes. Yi Feng's body suddenly froze, and then his big eyes stared straight at the few words on the scroll. After blinking hard to make sure that he did not see wrongly, Yi Feng felt that his heart was beating more than a hundred times faster, and his whole face was starting to flush. His eyes were filled with shock and disbelief.
"Legendary weapon – Fairy Slaying Sword!"
These five words caused Yi Feng to feel as if his Dou Qi had suddenly frozen. His entire body was so shocked that it had stiffened.
"Legendary weapon! It's actually a Legendary weapon. How is this possible? Even in the ancient times, the appearance of a Legendary weapon could make the ancient people go completely crazy, and the whole continent was obviously in a bloodbath. How could it appear here? "
Yi Feng did not dare to believe that the treasured sword in front of him was a Legendary weapon.
A Legendary weapon. In this continent, as long as it was related to the word 'Legendary', it would go crazy. Countless people would go crazy, and even those hidden old monsters would come out in full force. However, it really appeared in front of him at this moment.
After a light breath, Yi Feng continued to unroll the scroll. However, at this moment, Yi Feng's hands were slightly trembling. Anyone who obtained a Legendary weapon would be like this. Even the strongest people in the ancient times. After obtaining a Legendary weapon, they would also be unable to control themselves.
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