Chapter 809
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Feng Wuchen's group walked down the stairs of the main hall. The surrounding students all retreated one after another as if they were welcoming the big boss of the underworld.
Zhang Junlan's transcendent status was enough to leave them in the dust. Not to mention that Zhang Junlan had to follow behind Feng Wuchen. One could imagine how terrifying Feng Wuchen was.
Even though many of the Sacred Soul Institute's geniuses came from various regions, their status was far from Zhang Junlan's.
Even though the Sacred Soul Institute's students were all top geniuses, none of them dared to provoke Feng Wuchen.
Elder Gong personally welcomed him, he was definitely not someone they could afford to offend.
His transcendent status made the geniuses extremely envious.
"I really can't stand that brat. What's so arrogant about? Does he really think he's so great? Isn't he just relying on the power behind him? "On top of the tower, a man's face was filled with jealousy.
"I don't think he's arrogant. I think he doesn't put on any airs. I think you're jealous." A woman coldly said.
Another man's face was somewhat dignified as he said, "That alchemist's soul power was very strange. It disappeared in an instant as if it had never appeared. But it felt like it appeared again. It's very strange!"
"Oh? Alchemist's soul power? What grade? "The other four people looked at that man in surprise.
That man shook his head and said, "I don't know. It was too fast and abrupt. But the aura definitely didn't belong to an elder or Zhang Junlan. It should be his."
"He's an alchemist?" The geniuses were shocked.
"It shouldn't be wrong. But it's hard to say. I can't see any soul power fluctuation in his body. He's hiding it too deeply." That man said solemnly.
"This means that he's very strong! I'm afraid his existence is on the same level as the Young Hall Master of the Divine King Divine Palace. "At this time, the voice of a man came from the top of the iron tower.
"Young Hall Master of the Divine King Divine Palace? Is he really that strong? He's even younger than us. "The five students were shocked as they looked down at Feng Wuchen.
"Strong or not, you'll know once you try." The voice came from the tower again.
The expression of the genius student who was jealous of Feng Wuchen instantly became fierce. He gritted his teeth and said, "Humph! As long as there's a chance, I'll give it a try. I don't believe that I can't defeat him with my cultivation at the Fifth Level of the Heaven Realm! "
"This person's cultivation should be about the same as Zhang Junlan and the others. No matter how strong he is, he shouldn't be that strong." Another person guessed.
Their judgment of Feng Wuchen's cultivation base was completely based on the overall strength of Zhang Junlan's group, because their strength was about the same.
At this moment, Feng Wuchen's group was undoubtedly the most dazzling existence in the entire student body.
"He is the hero in my heart! I'll marry someone like him in the future. "
"Young Master Zhang is so handsome. I like Young Master Zhang!"
The genius students were all extremely envious. The beautiful female students' beautiful eyes were filled with adoration. They wished they could rush into the embrace of Feng Wuchen and Zhang Junlan.
"Love-Struck fool!" Seeing the adoration of the female students, many male students were enraged, but they could only suppress it in their hearts.
The Sacred Soul Academy was quiet until Feng Wuchen's group left. Like a pot of boiling water, the students were boiling.
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After leaving the Sacred Soul Academy, Feng Wuchen's group rushed to the Xumi Abyss without stopping.
After a day, the news of the destruction of the Blood Evil Mercenary Group had already spread to all the forces around the Xumi Abyss.
The palace of the Blood Evil Mercenary Group was razed to the ground. That shocking scene made countless practitioners feel frightened.
Even if they didn't know how Jiang Lengyue and Qiu Yuanshan died, they all guessed that it was Feng Wuchen's doing.
When Feng Wuchen's group stepped into the Xumi Abyss again, many practitioners and mercenaries at the entrance were full of awe and fear.
They all saw with their own eyes that Feng Wuchen defeated the Elder of the Yang Family. With such horrible strength, they didn't dare to offend him.
After entering the Xumi Abyss, Feng Wuchen's group came to the place where the battle took place.
Young Master Yang and his group were cultivating, and there were many youngsters. When they noticed the appearance of Feng Wuchen's group, the crowd was instantly frightened. Those who were timid immediately stood up and left.
"Big Brother Yang, it's … it's them." A student said in fear. His body was trembling uncontrollably, and his face instantly turned pale.
"They wouldn't be back to settle the score with us, right?" Another student said in fear. He was so scared that he was about to cry.
"Gulp …"
Young Master Yang swallowed a mouthful of saliva in fear. When he saw Feng Wuchen, he was also extremely frightened. He was afraid that Feng Wuchen would come to settle the score with him.
However, they were thinking too much.
Feng Wuchen didn't bother and said to Liu Qingyang's group, "Find a place to cultivate."
"Big Brother Feng, aren't we going to look for the Power of Time?" Liu Qingyang asked.
"Don't worry. Everyone is tired these days. Have a good rest. Qingqing has just broken through to the Heaven Realm and needs time to consolidate her realm. I'll take a look at the treasure that Commander Lu gave me first," Feng Wuchen said. Then he flashed to the top of a mountain.
Seeing that Feng Wuchen and his group had no malicious intentions, Young Master Yang and his group were relieved.
After the previous battle and the destruction of the Blood Evil Mercenary Group, Young Master Yang had been scared out of his wits. He didn't dare to provoke Feng Wuchen. In front of Feng Wuchen, he didn't dare to fart.
On the top of the mountain, Feng Wuchen took out the broken cloth and the Primordial Year Ring from the Storage Ring. He carefully compared the runes on the two items.
The runes on the two items were exactly the same.
After putting the Primordial Year Ring into the Storage Ring, Feng Wuchen began to carefully observe the broken cloth.
A trace of the Power of Destruction was activated and injected into the broken cloth. Feng Wuchen muttered, "It is indeed a Primordial Year Ring. There is still a trace of Primordial Spirit left in the cloth."
In addition to the mysterious runes on the broken cloth, there were some symbols and lines that Feng Wuchen couldn't understand.
"I don't know what this cloth is used for. It doesn't mark the position of the Power of Time." Feng Wuchen frowned and muttered, a little disappointed.
Feng Wuchen couldn't see anything special about the broken cloth except for a mark that was exactly the same as the Primordial Year Ring.
"Maybe there really are other parts of the cloth. This should be a map. It's useless with just this one." Feng Wuchen secretly guessed.
He thought that with this broken cloth, it might be easier to find the Power of Time. It seemed that Feng Wuchen had thought too much.
No one knew where the other pieces of cloth were. The possibility of finding them was almost zero.
"The Power of Time is not as easy to find as I thought," Feng Wuchen shook his head helplessly. Then he put these distracting thoughts behind him and began to practice.
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