Traces of Lightning Strikes

Just at this moment, Chen Feng once again launched a mysterious attack. Faced with immense pressure, Chen Feng had to fight desperately. He roared with anger, exerting all his strength. Blood and qi surged, circulating like a spiritual serpent. His muscles trembled, his bones shook, and even his hair stood on end, giving off an extraordinary dominance.

With a loud bang, their attacks collided. Powerful waves of energy radiated outwards from the impact, shattering some flowers and plants in the courtyard. Then, both of them were sent flying. Liu Yuan smashed the courtyard gate to pieces, while Chen Feng crashed into a tree the size of two people's embrace in the courtyard. He then tumbled to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood and struggling to get up.

Wang Bo and the others were speechless, witnessing a situation where both sides were equally injured.

This waste that nobody had ever looked up to before was actually able to fight Liu Yuan to a draw. This incredulous situation left everyone feeling astonished, especially Wang Bo. He couldn't accept it from the bottom of his heart. How could he seek revenge in the future?

"Good, good." At this moment, Liu Yuan returned from outside the gate, a trace of blood staining the corners of his mouth. His complexion was somewhat pale as he looked at Chen Feng, revealing a hint of surprise and admiration.

"A late bloomer, making a stunning appearance after keeping silent. I'll be waiting for you in the sect's grand competition one year from now." After saying this, Liu Yuan glanced at Chen Feng and turned to leave, completely ignoring Wang Bo and the others on the side.

"Cough, cough." Chen Feng coughed a few times, his chest covered in bloodstains. He reluctantly sat up and mobilized his true qi to heal his injuries.

Seeing this, the people who had followed also looked at Chen Feng, then looked at the aftermath of the battle. They gradually left, leaving only Wang Bo standing there, his eyes flashing with a fierce light, seemingly plotting something.

Finally, Wang Bo gritted his teeth, took a step towards Chen Feng, and at the same time, gripped the long sword at his waist.

Swish!

When he was three meters away from Chen Feng, Chen Feng suddenly raised his head, a flash of light appearing in his eyes, which directly startled Wang Bo.

"What's wrong? You still want to make a move? Do you think I can't kill you while injured?" Chen Feng stared at Wang Bo, a killing intent emanating from him.

Seeing Chen Feng in this state, Wang Bo couldn't help but shiver. He tightened his grip on the sword in his hand, but in the end, he turned around and quickly left. Although he felt somewhat embarrassed, having witnessed Chen Feng's ferocity just now, Wang Bo was afraid that Chen Feng, injured as he was, would suddenly erupt and kill him. He wouldn't joke about his own life.

After Wang Bo left, Chen Feng breathed a sigh of relief. Although he wasn't afraid of Wang Bo, it was indeed inconvenient to act while injured.

Chen Feng took out a pill and swallowed it, then began to heal. Although he had just taken a healing pill, it couldn't completely restore him in such a short time. However, now Chen Feng felt his injuries rapidly recovering, and it was all due to the strange true qi in his body.

Naturally, Chen Feng didn't think it was the effect of the pill. Although he had just taken a healing pill, it wouldn't fully restore him in such a short time. Now, judging by the speed of his injuries healing, he could probably fully recover in less than half a day.

Next, Chen Feng didn't move and sat cross-legged on the ground, repeatedly practicing his breathing, adjusting his internal energy. As expected, he keenly felt the essence of the plants in the courtyard being continuously absorbed by him, merging into his body, enhancing vitality and repairing his injuries.

"Such a miraculous and domineering technique. If it's like this, I won't be afraid of getting injured in the future. Moreover, the vitality in my body will become stronger and stronger, making breakthroughs and advancing won't be difficult, even with this unique technique and moves." Although injured, Chen Feng was extremely excited, feeling that he was rapidly becoming stronger.

"Interesting." Chen Feng suddenly exclaimed in surprise, then closed his eyes and began to cultivate. After a long time, he opened his eyes, spitting out a breath of blood-red mist. At the same time, his eyes were bright and shining, no longer showing signs of injury.

"It's truly amazing. My injuries are rapidly recovering. It's all thanks to the strange true qi in my body." Chen Feng exclaimed in delight.

Chen Feng naturally didn't think it was the effect of the pill. Although he had just swallowed a healing pill, it wouldn't fully restore him in such a short time. Now, judging by the degree of his injuries' recovery, he was afraid he could fully recover in less than half a day.

"Good, it seems that breaking through is necessary to make progress." Chen Feng clenched his fist in excitement.

At this moment, most of the meridians in Chen Feng's body had been opened up, and these meridians were far broader and more robust than those of ordinary cultivators. As long as he could reach the realm of opening up all one hundred meridians, Chen Feng had full confidence in suppressing Liu Yuan.

True qi continuously flowed and surged in his meridians, filtering out impurities every time it completed a circulation. The true qi became purer and more condensed. His heart beat strongly, and blood surged, generating a powerful force that impacted his limbs and body, washing his marrow and forging his bones, enhancing his physique.

Chen Feng continued to cultivate for a while, then walked out of the gate. At this moment, Chen Feng stood tall, his steps steady and powerful. His eyes were bright and spirited, and his childish face appeared slightly resolute. Chen Feng felt that for the first time in many years, his spine was so upright and powerful. The feelings of inferiority and humiliation were rapidly disappearing, replaced by a sense of confidence that surged through his body.

At this time, the setting sun was slanting westward, and the dim sunlight penetrated through the shadows, casting golden threads in the air. Crows were cawing in the woods.

As soon as Chen Feng walked out, he immediately attracted the attention of some fellow sect members.

"Look, is this the same waste? Why do I feel like he's become a different person?" someone exclaimed.

"Shh, keep your voice down. He's not worthless anymore. Haven't you heard? Chen Feng just had a fierce battle with Senior Liu Yuan, and they both suffered injuries."

"What do you mean they both suffered injuries? He's perfectly fine now. We shouldn't call him worthless anymore. We should call him Senior Chen. And those who used to bully him should be prepared for trouble. I believe Chen Feng will seek revenge."

"Hmph, what's there to be afraid of? He's just a cultivator at the Fourth Heaven realm. There are plenty of people in our sect who are stronger than him."

"Hehe, I remember you joined the sect at the same time as Chen Feng. In six years, Chen Feng only reached the Second Heaven realm, while you reached the Third Heaven realm. Now, Chen Feng has directly reached the Fourth Heaven realm, surpassing you. I recall you used to bully Chen Feng quite a bit."

"Hmph, he just had a lucky breakthrough. Besides, I'm about to break through as well. I won't be afraid of him then."

Listening to the discussion of fellow disciples nearby, Chen Feng remained calm, with a cold smile on his face.

After leaving the Iron Sword Sect, Chen Feng didn't pause and quickly left Black Source City, heading once again to the valley where he was struck by lightning.

Speaking of which, this valley was not small at all. It connected a series of undulating mountains, and even one mountain range alone was hundreds or even thousands of times larger than Black Source City.

Although some parts of the mountains were filled with exotic plants and had beautiful scenery, they were also inhabited by dangerous beasts. It was a place of both wonder and peril. Even experts of secret realms sometimes lost their lives here.

Of course, Chen Feng didn't dare to venture deep into the mountains. He only wandered around the outskirts of the valley. Whenever he was in a bad mood or had been bullied, he would come to this valley to vent. Sometimes, he would even cultivate here. In fact, Chen Feng had spent more time in this valley than in the sect itself.

Without any hesitation, Chen Feng quickly arrived at the spot where he was struck by lightning. It hadn't changed much, and he could still see some traces of the lightning strike.

This valley was densely populated with towering ancient trees, reaching over a hundred meters in height. Their branches and leaves were dense, covering the sky and creating a world where apes roared, tigers growled, and birds and beasts communicated.

"It's strange. How could such a massive ancient tree be reduced to ashes by a single bolt of lightning? Could it be that this tree had become a spirit and attracted heavenly tribulation?" Chen Feng speculated, but quickly dismissed the thought. He had been to this place countless times and even climbed some of the ancient trees. Naturally, he hadn't witnessed any strange phenomena.

Chen Feng continued to explore the surroundings, and he found that the original ancient trees had been completely obliterated, with even their roots disappearing.

"The lightning strike was so precise and clean. I just don't understand why it struck me. Could it be that I'm so detested by the heavens that they won't even tolerate me? Even though I haven't done anything to provoke divine wrath. On the contrary, I'm often bullied," Chen Feng pondered.

As he expanded his search range, Chen Feng eventually found himself walking deeper into the valley.

"Huh, there are traces of strikes here too," Chen Feng exclaimed in surprise, seeing a massive tree split in half. The tree's trunk, split open for over a hundred meters, was even larger than the tree reduced to ashes outside the valley.

"Strange, strange," Chen Feng muttered to himself as he surveyed the area. He continued moving forward.

After traversing through the forest for several hundred meters, Chen Feng once again came across a tree reduced to its roots, surrounded by burn marks.

This piqued Chen Feng's curiosity, and he continued to venture deeper into the mountains, oblivious to the fact that he had surpassed his usual exploration limits.

"So far, a total of eighteen towering ancient trees have been struck. Some turned to ashes, while others were shattered by the strike. It's truly bizarre," Chen Feng shook his head. As he did, he noticed that it had become dark, with a full moon hanging high in the sky, casting a faint, tranquil glow over the starry night.

"What a great place for cultivation. Unfortunately, I've ventured too deep. I've heard that there are all sorts of dangerous beasts deep within these mountains. Even experts of secret realms would be torn apart if they came here. It's better to leave this place," Chen Feng thought. Although he wanted to proceed further, he forcefully suppressed his curiosity. The mountains were filled with unknown dangers, and Chen Feng didn't want to throw his life away needlessly.

Just as Chen Feng turned to leave, he heard faint voices in the distance.

"There are people!" Chen Feng's heart skipped a beat. He swiftly climbed up a nearby towering tree, like an agile monkey, and ascended over thirty meters, carefully hiding within the dense foliage.

Soon, two figures approached. Despite the darkness, Chen Feng could vaguely make out their appearances through the thick foliage.

One was a middle-aged Taoist priest, while the other was a young cultivator dressed in warrior attire. They walked and conversed as if they were carefree, seemingly oblivious to their surroundings. Each step covered several zhang (Chinese measurement unit), moving through the forest like ethereal ghosts.