A hundredfold return! My unfilial disciples are all reincarnations of the Empress.

Under the main corridor of Qingyun Palace, the autumn wind was bleak, rustling the branches and leaves.

Zhao Qian stood with his hands behind his back, his face as gloomy as if it had been splashed with thick ink.

He never imagined that Lin Feng would rise again.

Lin Feng, whose spiritual root had been destroyed, spent ten years in seclusion before repairing it. It should be noted that repairing a spiritual root is almost defying the heavens. Not only that, he also took in a genius disciple.

The huge disparity fueled the malice in Zhao Qian's heart.

"Why?!"

Zhao Qian lowered his voice, forced out a roar, and his eyes were filled with overwhelming jealousy and resentment.

If Lin Feng is allowed to grow unchecked, he will surely return to the Nascent Soul stage within a few years!

At that time, given Lin Feng's personality and the grudges he has made today, the first person he will settle scores with will definitely be Zhao Qian!

Upon realizing this, Zhao Qian's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and a wicked plan had already formed in his mind.

……

Xiaozhufeng.

Lin Feng stood on the green stone at the summit, playing with the Heavenly Rank Flowing Cloud Frost Sword he had just acquired.

"Master."

Liu Yushu carried a pot of warm spiritual tea and walked lightly to Lin Feng's side, bowing her head obediently. "It's windy on the peak, Master, please rest for a while."

Lin Feng sheathed his longsword, raised his teacup, and drank it all in one gulp: "It's alright, let's strike while the iron is hot."

Liu Yushu nodded obediently, her eyes sparkling.

Just then, a sound transmission talisman suddenly pierced through the barrier of Little Bamboo Peak and landed beside Lin Feng's ear, accompanied by Zhao Qian's feignedly calm voice:

"Peak Master Lin Feng, I am quite pleased to know that your spiritual root has been restored. I have offended you in the past, which was due to my narrow-mindedness."

Today, remnants of demonic cultivators are causing trouble in the Valley of Broken Souls in the western suburbs. I alone am unable to eliminate them, so I specially invite you to accompany me to exorcise the demons. This will also help to resolve our past grievances. I wonder if the Peak Master would do me the honor?

As soon as he finished speaking, the communication talisman burned out.

A glint flashed in Lin Feng's eyes, and a cold smile curled at the corner of his mouth.

Soul-Severing Valley.

The western outskirts of Qingyun Mountain are a desolate and uninhabited valley, the perfect place for murder and hiding a body.

Remnants of demonic cultivation?

Pure nonsense.

The entire Great Chu Demonic Path was severely weakened by the battle ten years ago. How could it possibly appear under the nose of Qingyun Palace now?

Zhao Qian probably wants to lure him to a secluded place and then kill him.

Everyone thought he had been listless and numb for the past ten years, only caring about cultivation. But how could someone who was once known as the "prodigy of the Eastern Wilderness" be a simple-minded person?

Seeing her master's slightly cold expression, Liu Yushu immediately clenched her small hands and whispered a reminder: "Master, Elder Zhao has ill intentions, please don't go!"

Lin Feng raised his hand and ruffled her hair: "It's alright."

"Since Elder Zhao sincerely invites me to resolve our grievances, wouldn't it be a shame to disappoint him if I didn't go?"

Now that he has a Heavenly Rank Divine Sword in his hands, he can take this opportunity to stretch his muscles and bones!

"You shall stay on the peak to cultivate and are not allowed to go out. I will be right back."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Feng's white robes fluttered, and he took to the air with his Frost Sword, his figure transforming into a white rainbow as he sped straight towards the Soul-Severing Valley in the western suburbs.

Within the Valley of Broken Souls, a chilling wind howled, and the cold air was biting to the bone.

The valley was filled with jagged rocks and withered vegetation, devoid of any sign of life.

Lin Feng landed, standing amidst the rocks in his white robes.

He used his divine sense to investigate, but the valley was empty; there was not a trace of demonic cultivation anywhere.

Not to mention the remnants of demonic cultivation, they couldn't even detect the slightest evil aura or unusual movement.

"Peak Master Lin Feng is indeed a man of his word."

A cold, hoarse voice suddenly rang out from mid-air.

The next second, a powerful and murderous sword aura rushed straight towards Lin Feng.

Lin Feng leaped into the air, dodging the sword energy.

Looking up, Zhao Qian, dressed in a gray robe billowing in the wind, held a long sword and had a sinister and ferocious look in his eyes.

A surge of powerful Golden Core spiritual energy swept through the valley, its oppressive force like Mount Tai pressing down on Lin Feng, who was at the fifth stage of Foundation Establishment.

"The remnant of the demonic cultivators Elder Zhao mentioned, is it you?" Lin Feng's expression was lazy, his eyes were calm and even a little mocking.

Zhao Qian sneered repeatedly, his beard and hair flying wildly, his tone cruel: "Lin Feng, do you really think that repairing your spiritual root and breaking through to the fifth level of Foundation Establishment will allow you to return to your peak and surpass me?"

"wishful thinking!"

"I have cultivated diligently for a hundred years, and my foundation at the peak of the Golden Core stage is profound. I can crush you, a Foundation Establishment cultivator, as easily as crushing an ant!"

"Blame it on your own brilliance, your inability to rise from the ashes, and most importantly, your blocking my path!"

His murderous intent completely spiraled out of control, and Zhao Qian held nothing back.

He quickly formed a hand seal with one hand, and his body surged with violent gray-black spiritual energy. Countless sharp and piercing wind blades materialized out of thin air and bombarded Lin Feng from all directions!

A full-force attack from a Golden Core peak cultivator is enough to instantly kill dozens of Foundation Establishment cultivators, its power is terrifying.

If it were an ordinary Foundation Establishment Stage 5 cultivator, they would probably have been too frightened to fight back and wait for death in the face of such an attack.

But who is Lin Feng?

He possesses the experience of countless life-and-death battles and bloody fights against demonic cultivators, having once stood at the pinnacle of the Eastern Wilderness!

The moves of a Golden Core cultivator at the peak of their cultivation level appear terrifying, but in reality, they are full of flaws.

"Your cultivation level is indeed a notch above mine, but unfortunately, your techniques and control of spiritual energy are not even 30% as good as mine ten years ago."

Lin Feng spoke calmly, his tone filled with certainty and confidence.

The next second, a thought struck him!

The Earth-grade protective talisman was activated, and two pale golden rays of light enveloped the entire body, forming a solid defensive barrier.

He deliberately charged towards the weakest points of spiritual energy within Zhao Qian's barrier, and countless wind blades crashed against the outside of the shield.

The dust storm stirred up by the phoenix blades filled the sky, obscuring the vision of both sides.

Zhao Qian stood in mid-air, coldly waiting for the smoke and dust to dissipate, and for Lin Feng to turn into minced meat.

But the next moment, his pupils suddenly contracted sharply, his face filled with disbelief.

A white figure suddenly appeared before him. Lin Feng's sharp eyes flashed by, and then a white sword was pointed straight at his heart!

Zhao Qian was horrified and hurriedly used his magic to defend himself.

"Mid-tier Earth-rank spell - Mountain-Suppressing Seal!"

A massive mountain, tens of feet long, formed from earthen-yellow spiritual energy, blocking Zhao Qian's path.

This spell is more than enough to withstand a Foundation Establishment cultivator.

But the next second, an extremely cold and clear frost light broke through the mountains!

The Heavenly Rank Flowing Cloud Frost Sword burst forth, its chilling Heavenly Rank sword energy sweeping across the valley, possessing the inherent characteristic of condensing frost and breaking spirits!

"Heavenly Rank... Divine Weapon!!!" Zhao Qian was terrified, his whole body turned ice cold, and he frantically tried to pull away.

But it was too late!

A frosty white sword aura swept across the sky, slashing down precisely, its cold light pressed against Zhao Qian's throat!

With a soft hiss, blood splattered.

Zhao Qian didn't even have time to let out a scream before his head hit the ground and his body crashed down, completely lifeless.

If word got out that a fifth-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator had managed to kill a peak Golden Core cultivator, it would likely shock the entire Qingyun Palace and the Great Chu cultivation world!

……

After killing Zhao Qian, Lin Feng remained calm and composed, showing no sign of emotion.

The next step is to erase all traces.

He was well-versed in all the sect's techniques for investigation and tracing, and his divine sense swept across the entire area, smoothly handling every flaw.

In the short span of half an incense stick's time, Broken Soul Valley returned to its former desolate and lifeless state, as if the fierce battle that had just taken place had never happened.