Killed with a Slash

Chen Fan turned around.

The Senior of the Spirit Husbandry Sect, Qi Feng, was flying over. His Dharma Power surged in all directions, blocking all the powerful energy around him. It seemed that he also felt pressured after diving ten thousand feet down the Spirit Well.

"Are you the Connate Cultivator who saved Lingmeng? Why are you here?"

Qi Feng frowned.

This was ten thousand feet deep in the Spirit Well. Only cultivators of at least the peak stage of the Golden Core Level could survive there. Normal Connate Cultivators would have been smashed by the pressure; it was unnatural for Chen Fan to be there.

While he was about to ask again.

"Swish!"

Three thunderbolts struck and three Golden Core Cultivators surrounded by lightning made an appearance. Looking closely, they were the three Chiefs of the Thunder Pole Institute. "Why, Qi Feng? You want to take this spot? I'm sorry, but it belongs to the Thunder Pole Institute."