This cultivation world was never serious from the start.

Chen Feng's expression was serious, his eyes as cold as ice. "I sensed boundless resentment..."

Su Zhe stood to the side with a bitter expression.

Even after transmigrating to the world of cultivation, that damn brat's parenting advice is still chasing after me!

Seeing the two frozen in place, the Demon Lord of Refining Heaven assumed they were too scared to move by his ultimate move, and became even more arrogant.

As the Banner of Ten Thousand Souls was waved, a total of eight souls emerged from it!

Three of them were elderly women, and the other five were children who looked to be only five or six years old, and all of them were boys!

The children launched the first attack, rushing towards Su Zhe and Chen Feng with loud cries.

They had no weapons, but the souls nurtured by the Myriad Soul Banner were the best weapons themselves. The fusion of resentment and spirits was almost unsolvable for cultivators of lower realms.

The pervasive resentment reveals how much torture these souls suffered before their deaths; they undoubtedly died in despair and resentment.

The Zhao family members not far away were already trembling with fear.

The Zhao family patriarch and the three people who were once most favored by the Zhao family patriarch were only at the mid-stage or even early-stage of Qi Refining, and the five-year-old "young child" had no cultivation at all.

The mere surging resentment and ghostly energy around the departed souls caused the expressions of the group to change drastically, and their spiritual energy became unstable.

Throughout the entire ordeal, the five children's spirits were all after Su Zhe and Chen Feng.

Five child spirits, their hands and feet flailing, charged toward the two men with contorted faces.

Before their souls even arrived, their resentment was already soaring to the heavens, almost shaking the spiritual energy within their bodies.

Just as Chen Feng was about to raise his hand to draw his sword, the old woman's ghost, who had been standing some distance away, finally moved!

One of the old women plopped down on the ground, bent over, and pounded the ground with her hands, tearfully making a accusation.

"Oh dear! How could you, a grown man, lay a hand on a child!"

The voice carried a seductive power that made Chen Feng's thoughts freeze for a moment.

In that instant, the child's spirit leaped high into the air, its long fingernails waving as if it were about to tear Chen Feng's face apart.

Chen Feng's expression changed slightly. Just as he was about to reach out and form a sword incantation, another old woman suddenly knelt down and frantically slapped her cheeks.

"He's just a child! Are you going to kill him to be satisfied?!"

The voice was shrill and indeed possessed a seductive power.

Chen Feng stopped moving again.

In that brief moment of hesitation, the child's spirit had already rushed in front of Chen Feng.

  101 Reading Website: Your Leisure Time Companion. 101read.com - Super Convenient, All-Inclusive, Error-Free Website (Hand-Typed)

The two were almost face to face, and Chen Feng could even see the cold smile and disdainful self in the child's ghost's eyes.

The black fingernails were already close to Chen Feng's face, but at the critical moment, a burst of pale golden blood energy erupted, forcefully repelling the child's ghost!

"Heavenly Emperor Fist!" Su Zhe shouted softly.

He threw another punch, and pale golden blood energy spread like mist. Each tremor of pale golden blood energy caused the child's spirit to retreat in terror, as if a snowman had encountered the sun and dared not collide with it.

The other children's spirits also tried to launch a sneak attack.

Su Zhe sneered and precisely controlled the capillaries on his entire body's skin to explode!

laugh!

A pale golden mist erupted out in an instant, swirling around Su Zhe's body for three feet.

One of the child's ghostly claws was stained with pale golden blood energy, and it let out a wail. Half of its arm melted on the spot, and it could only cover its arm and retreat.

Taking this opportunity, Chen Feng quickly drew his longsword and stared solemnly at the five child ghosts in front of him.

The Demon Lord of Refining Heaven looked rather grim. He waved the Myriad Souls Banner, and five child spirits rushed over from all four directions, wishing they could tear Su Zhe and Chen Feng to shreds!

"Sword control..." Chen Feng coldly shouted.

Before the words had even faded, the last old woman's spirit suddenly knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Chen Feng and Su Zhe.

"He's still a child! Are you all adults still going to argue with them like that!"

The sound was shrill and piercing, almost able to penetrate the eardrums.

Chen Feng's sword technique froze, his longsword hovering in front of him, unable to move.

He desperately wanted to use his willpower to force himself to break through this constraint.

But the old woman's voice kept ringing out.

"He's still a child..."

"They're so immature..."

"You're still arguing with a child like that..."

The sound was pitiful. The more Chen Feng tried to concentrate his mental energy, the more difficult it became for him to make a move.

On the contrary, Su Zhe was in his element!

When Wang Baquan swung his fist, it was powerful and swift, each punch accompanied by a hissing sound, followed by a burst of pale golden blood energy.

In just a short while, the room was filled with a pale golden aura of blood, and the five child ghosts trembled and dared not attack easily.

In the past, Su Zhe might have already suffered a massive hemorrhage.

But this time, he came prepared!

Before setting off, he specifically sought out his junior sister Qinghuan, using the excuse that he had a friend who bought a full ten bottles of blood-replenishing pills!

While the five child spirits were making their way away, Su Zhe tilted his head back and gulped down the entire bottle.

After swallowing ten blood-nourishing pills, the medicinal effects took hold almost instantly, leaving the whole body feeling warm and refreshed, and the blood and qi were replenished once again!

Opposite him, the Heavenly Demon Lord, holding the Myriad Soul Banner, had an extremely ashen face.

He stared at Su Zhe in disbelief. "Are you even a righteous person?!"

Chen Feng was startled. Could it be that the other party had already recognized him as the Demon Prince of the Heavenly Demon Sect?!

Su Zhe remained unfazed. "I'm not a righteous person, so who are you? You, who wields the Myriad Souls Banner, dare to mention the word 'righteous'?"

With that, Su Zhe put one hand on his hip, pointed at the Refining Heaven Demon Lord, and angrily rebuked him, "Remember this! You brat, you've possessed the Myriad Soul Banner for a day, so you're a demonic cultivator for life! A demon for a lifetime, you're not worthy of my attention!"

Chen Feng, who was standing next to him, vaguely felt that he had been offended.

"If you are a righteous cultivator, why are you so utterly immoral!" the Demon Lord of Refining Heaven asked in disbelief.

"At least this disciple beside you shows some semblance of righteousness! He can be restrained even when faced with whispers from the dead, but you have no reaction at all!" the Demon Lord of Refining Heaven roared.

Although he was praised, Chen Feng did not feel fortunate.

It feels strange to be praised as righteous by a heretical practitioner.

"Why should I be bound?" Su Zhe retorted confidently.

He stood calmly in place, not moving, but the Heavenly Emperor Fist was still in operation, and the capillaries on his body were still bursting, gushing out a faint golden blood aura.

He stood there, seemingly enveloped in a pale golden light, making him impervious to all evil.

"The old woman is someone who can bind morality! If one has a moral compass and refuses to use the weak to overcome the strong, one will inevitably be influenced by the old woman's words! The higher one's moral standards, the less one can act in the face of the old woman's whispers..."

The Demon Lord of Refining Heaven spoke.

Chen Feng suddenly understood; this was the reason he couldn't make a move.

The Demon Lord of Refining Heaven suddenly looked at Su Zhe, pointing the Myriad Soul Banner at him.

"But what about you! You remained completely unaffected from beginning to end! I have never seen such an immoral person! And you actually claim to be a righteous cultivator?!"