Looking at Chu Feng, Feng Ling revealed a meaningful smile. "Young Master, you truly are extraordinary. No wonder…"
But just as she reached that point, Feng Ling stopped herself.
"No wonder what?" Chu Feng asked.
"Nothing." Feng Ling smiled faintly.
Yet Chu Feng's heart was filled with suspicion. Feng Ling's strangeness was becoming more and more obvious.
Hum—
But before Chu Feng could press further, everything around them descended into chaos. Boundless barrier power surged forth once more.
At this moment, Chu Feng no longer possessed that power born of talent, and could only allow the barrier force to swallow him whole.
However, the barrier power quickly dissipated, and Chu Feng realized that they had left that world and returned to the black deadwood forest.
At the same time, Feng Ling appeared beside Chu Feng.
But aside from the two of them, there was one other object — that eerie black crystal.
The black crystal floated nearby.
Looking at it once more, it still radiated an irresistible attraction.
"Young Master Chu Feng, I am quite fond of this item. Please yield it to me," Feng Ling said to Chu Feng.
"I'm afraid I can't do that, Miss Feng Ling, because I happen to be quite fond of it myself," Chu Feng replied with a smile.
Now that he had realized the black crystal was no ordinary object, how could he simply hand it over? Besides, obtaining the black crystal had been Chu Feng's doing in the first place.
After all, it was Chu Feng who had broken through the three trials.
"If that's the case, then may the stronger one claim it."
With those words, Feng Ling reached out and seized the black crystal from the air, pulling it toward her.
Seeing this, Chu Feng was not about to back down and immediately moved to intercept her.
Boom—
But suddenly, the world shook violently, and in the next instant Chu Feng was frozen in place like a statue, unable to move.
"Miss Feng Ling, you…" Chu Feng looked at Feng Ling, his eyes filled with shock.
The reason he was immobilized was a formidable pressure that bound him in place.
And that pressure came from Feng Ling.
Fifth level Half God — Feng Ling's pressure had actually reached the fifth level Half God.
Most importantly, there was no white aura emanating from Feng Ling's body, which meant that her current fifth level Half God cultivation was her true, original level.
If she were to activate her white aura and still possess the ability to boost her level by three, then her cultivation would reach the eighth level Half God.
This Feng Ling was actually this powerful!!!
"You hid your cultivation," Chu Feng said.
"That's right. I deliberately deceived you." Feng Ling was surprisingly candid about it.
"Why deceive me? Who exactly are you?"
"How did you know about that palace? What exactly does that black crystal do?"
Chu Feng fired off questions one after another, convinced that Feng Ling must know far more secrets.
"You do have quite a few questions, but I don't feel like telling you right now."
"As for who I am, you'll find out in time. Barring any accidents, we should meet again."
"But today, I really do have you to thank. I owe you a favor."
"Here — take this. It can heal your friend." As she spoke, Feng Ling tossed a pill toward Chu Feng, then turned and departed.
After she left, the pressure that had been binding Chu Feng dissipated as well.
Chu Feng picked up the pill and examined it carefully, finding that it indeed contained the same aura as the black-furred ghost.
This pill was capable of lifting the curse.
"Chu Feng, could it be that this Feng Ling is the black-furred ghost?" Her Majesty asked.
"It doesn't feel that way, but she must have some connection to it."
"I just didn't expect her to be this strong," Chu Feng said.
"Is she also a junior?" Her Majesty asked.
"I can't say for certain, but the impression she gave me just now was that she's a junior," Chu Feng said.
"If she really is a junior, that's rather impressive," Her Majesty remarked.
"It's more than just impressive." Chu Feng agreed with Her Majesty's assessment.
A junior with such cultivation — she was a genius among geniuses.
Probably in the entire vast Martial Cultivation World, there were few who could stand alongside her.
"So what do we do now? Are we going back?" Her Majesty asked. The place she referred to was the ruins they had just left — or rather, the palace, as that powerful being had called it.