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Chapter 215 Black Phoenix, the Free Sea Eagle God

"Ice lock!"

Wang Feng lightly raised his fingertip, and a bone-chilling cold current instantly swept across the entire secret realm.

The misty air of the Holy Spring suddenly condensed, turning into glistening ice crystals that fluttered down.

The calm surface of the spring froze instantly, making a faint "crackling" sound, and a thin layer of ice film as thin as a cicada's wing appeared.

wow-

Several ice crystal chains, gleaming with a cold, eerie blue light, shot out from the air and coiled around that snow-white, delicate body like living serpents.

The chains precisely secured her slender ankles, supple waist, and delicate wrists, abruptly pulling the still-stunned woman away from the water.

"what!"

The woman gasped in surprise as glistening water droplets slid down her curvaceous body.

Her soaked long hair drew a graceful arc in the air, and the water droplets at the ends condensed into tiny ice crystals in the cold air.

"who?!"

She was filled with shame and indignation and tried to curl up, but the ice lock suspended her in mid-air in a "T" shape, exposing all her beautiful curves.

Moonlight filtered through the icy mist, casting a hazy glow on her damp skin, adding to its alluring luster.

Wang Feng watched all of this with a cold eye. Under his control, the ice lock tightened slightly, forcing the woman to straighten her chest.

Glistening water droplets slid down her delicate collarbone, condensing into tiny ice beads in the cold wind, and tinkling as they fell onto the thin ice on the ground.

"Who are you! Why did you attack me!" The woman shouted angrily after recognizing Wang Feng's face.

She was horrified to discover that not only was her magical power sealed, but her mental strength was also completely imprisoned. At this moment, she was like a fish on a chopping board, completely at the mercy of others.

'Am I going to lose my virginity here today?' she thought in despair, tears welling up in her eyes.

But looking at Wang Feng's handsome face, an absurd thought inexplicably surfaced in his mind: 'This thief is quite good-looking.'

A cruel smile curled at the corner of Wang Feng's lips: "Me? I'm here to collect a debt for Hai Dongqing!"

He lifted his finger slightly, and the ice lock tightened instantly, leaving red marks on the woman's fair skin.

"You people of Xiayu stole the statues from Mingwu City, incurring divine retribution, yet you blamed the gyrfalcon for it. Today, I have come to settle scores with Xiayu, and you will be the first!"

"Wait!" The woman suddenly opened her tearful eyes, her voice trembling, "You...you've come to save the Sea Eagle God?"

The ice locks continued to tighten, and the woman frowned in pain, yet she still struggled to shout, "No, stop! We are not enemies! I... I am here to rescue the Sea Eagle God!"

Wang Feng's expression froze: "You, you saved Hai Dongqing?"

“That’s right!” The woman nodded hurriedly, her disheveled hair clinging to her sweaty cheeks. “I already knew about Xiayu’s crimes and that Hai Dongqing was innocent. It’s just that I was too weak and had been secretly looking for an opportunity!”

Wang Feng's expression shifted slightly as memories from the original timeline flashed through his mind—a "traitor" had emerged from Xia Island.

"Could it be..." His eyes narrowed, and he asked in a deep voice, "What's your name?"

"Song Feiyao!" the woman answered urgently, her body, bound by ice chains, trembling slightly.

Upon hearing this name, Wang Feng began to carefully examine the woman in front of him.

Tears still clung to her delicate oval face, making the S-shaped curve outlined by the ice lock particularly striking.

No wonder Mo Fan calls her "Fairy Sister".

It does have its merits.

Wang Feng coughed lightly and snapped his fingers crisply.

Click—

The ice lock shattered instantly, turning into countless ice crystals that drifted across the sky.

"Ouch!" Song Feiyao fell hard on the ice, landing on her buttocks first.

She winced in pain, then sprang up like a startled rabbit, rushing to her clothes.

She hurriedly picked up her black dress, which had frozen solid, and held it to her front, then huddled on the ground like a quail.

"Um... could you please turn around first, senior?" Song Feiyao covered her face with her hands, her voice barely audible.

The red marks left by the chains on her fair skin were now tinged with a faint blush.

"Self-deception." Wang Feng curled his lip.

I could even see the small black mole on the inside of her thigh clearly just now.

However, he still turned his back, but his mental energy remained firmly locked on the other party, guarding against possible sneak attacks.

Instead of taking the opportunity to cause trouble, Song Feiyao activated her magic to melt the frozen black dress and hurriedly put it on.

She finally breathed a sigh of relief once the clothes completely covered her body.

Recalling the embarrassing (crossed out) scene where she was almost crushed, Song Feiyao felt a lingering fear.

If she had spoken even a second later, she would probably be minced meat by now.
"Senior, I'm all better," she whispered.

Wang Feng turned around expressionlessly and walked straight towards the Holy Spring.

Song Feiyao's pupils suddenly contracted as she watched Wang Feng produce a dragon-patterned jade seal.

The entire pool of holy spring water transformed into a stream of light, and in the blink of an eye, not a single drop remained!
"Senior!" Her voice trembled. "What...what are you doing?!" The dried-up pool bottom struck her like a thunderbolt, leaving her frozen in place.

Compared to being hung up and "watched" earlier, the shock she felt now was enough to make her soul tremble.

This sacred spring is a treasure passed down for thousands of years in Xiayu, and now it has been taken away by this strange man!

"Xiayu Island will be destroyed tonight." Wang Feng toyed with the jade seal and sneered, "Rather than waste it, it's better to return it to its rightful owner—I am the owner of the Earthly Sacred Spring, what's wrong with taking back what's mine?"

“Also,” he added, raising an eyebrow, “my name is Wang Feng, and I’m younger than you, so don’t keep calling me ‘senior.’”

Song Feiyao stared wide-eyed, her worldview completely shattered.

The history of Dishengquan in Xiayu can be traced back to the ancient Wang period, and this young man who calls himself Wang Feng claims to be its owner.

Ignoring the petrified Song Feiyao, Wang Feng asked instead, "Where is the gyrfalcon?"

Ignoring the stunned Song Feiyao, Wang Feng asked directly, "Where is the gyrfalcon?"

“At the summit of Xiayu Mountain,” Song Feiyao replied as if waking from a dream.

"Lead the way." Wang Feng's tone left no room for argument.

Song Feiyao hesitated, biting her lower lip. "Wang Feng, Xiayu has nine super-level mages and dozens of high-level mages. Are we really going to go like this?"

"Stop being so noisy." Wang Feng interrupted her, a cold glint flashing in his eyes. "So what if there are nine, a hundred, or even a thousand Super-Rank cultivators?"

With Paradise Mountain standing, no matter how many monks there are, it's all in vain.

Overwhelmed by this domineering aura, Song Feiyao's lips, slightly purple from the cold, trembled as she said, "Please, please come with me."

……

Upon reaching the highest peak of Xiayu Island, we were surrounded by dark clouds, with occasional blinding flashes of lightning.

Beneath the rolling dark clouds, a magnificent figure stood tall.

It was a giant eagle, entirely black except for its head and tail feathers, which were as white as snow and stood out against the dark sky.

At this moment, its slender neck was tightly bound by lightning chains, and its feet were also fastened with the same silver shackles, each chain bursting with dazzling lightning.

"Falcon, you are free!"

(End of this chapter)