That was precisely why Chu Feng had been so desperate to forge the Bloodline Soul Puppet. As long as he had the Bloodline Soul Puppet, he would have no fear of the backlash from a bloodline berserk.
In truth, it wasn't just the bloodline berserk — the puppet could also withstand other forms of backlash.
But the power displayed by the bloodline berserk was the strongest, and naturally the most cost-effective.
And once the Bloodline Soul Puppet was forged, all that remained for Chu Feng was to truly master the bloodline berserk. So, ever since the puppet was completed, whenever Chu Feng had time to cultivate, instead of absorbing the energy of heaven and earth, he devoted himself to studying the mysterious iron fragment.
After all, having encountered the God Race and witnessed the rise of the ancient races, Chu Feng understood clearly that unless he stepped into the Heavenly God realm, increasing his cultivation by one or two ranks was essentially meaningless.
But if he could master the bloodline berserk, he would be able to turn the tide at critical moments.
And finally, before coming to the Primordial Tomb once again, Chu Feng had mastered the bloodline berserk.
That was why, upon arriving at the Primordial Tomb, Chu Feng had faced one dangerous situation after another without any fear.
Because with the bloodline berserk as his trump card, opponents like Jie Mubai were completely beneath his notice.
It was just that he wouldn't use this method lightly.
This method was something Chu Feng had prepared to use against Jie Tianran.
But when the Heavenly Sword Sacred Palace stripped the Spirit Clan of their bloodline power, and the Spirit Clan's lives were threatened, Chu Feng had no choice but to act.
And he had to act personally.
Because Chu Feng could not bring himself to hold onto his trump card while letting Eggy bear the risk instead.
That was why Chu Feng had told the Palace Master of the Heavenly Sword Sacred Palace that they weren't worthy.
In Chu Feng's view, they truly weren't worthy of him using the bloodline berserk.
But under those circumstances, Chu Feng had been forced to use it. He had to kill everyone in the Bloodline Sacred Palace and reclaim the power that belonged to the Spirit Clan — only then could he save them.
"Can the Bloodline Soul Puppet still be used?" Eggy asked.
"It's been completely shattered, refined away by the backlash force. It's no longer usable," Chu Feng said.
But upon hearing this, Eggy's small face changed: "If the Bloodline Soul Puppet is gone, won't the backlash attack you?"
"I was worried about that too — whether the backlash force, after devouring the puppet entirely, would then come for me. That's why I wanted to reclaim all of the Spirit Clan's power before the backlash hit me, which is why I didn't respond to you right away."
"But fortunately, the Bloodline Soul Puppet absorbed almost all of the backlash. Although after it was completely refined, some of the backlash force did land on me, it was entirely within what I can endure."
Chu Feng was telling the truth. His complexion was indeed paler than before, and his aura slightly weaker, but that was all.
"Damn it, the Heavenly Sword Sacred Palace truly deserves to die."
But suddenly, Chu Feng cursed in anger.
"What's wrong? Can you not cleanse their bloodline from the Spirit Clan's bloodline power?" Eggy asked.
"No, their bloodline is simple enough to remove."
"It's their sources."
"I was thinking that with so many Heavenly God sources, you could have a proper feast."
"But I discovered that their sources contain poison fused within — they simply can't be refined."
"It must be something they injected into their sources from the moment of birth," Chu Feng said.
"That insidious?"
"Let this Queen take a look?" Eggy said.
Hearing this, Chu Feng immediately transferred the sources he had just collected into the World Spirit Space.
Looking at the vast quantity of sources, Eggy waved her small hand, and a wisp of source landed in her palm.
To the naked eye, it looked no different from a normal source, but upon careful sensing, one could detect the hidden lethal intent within.
Not just poison — deadly poison.
"It really is. How can this so-called righteous sect be more vicious than the evil ones? What decent person would hide poison in their sources?" Eggy cursed.
"A bunch of sanctimonious hypocrites, that's all. Compared to the evil ones, these people who wear human skin while being truly vicious are the worst kind."
Chu Feng cursed again.
The evil ones could be identified at a glance.
But the sanctimonious ones were hard to distinguish.
The first ones he had encountered, Tuoba Yijian and Tuoba Tianxue, had left a good impression on Chu Feng.
Even when Tian Jian Can later made that request, Chu Feng's impression of them hadn't turned bad.
Especially when he met Tian Jian Qingyuan and discovered that such a person could keep her word, it earned Chu Feng's genuine respect.
And when the Palace Master of the Heavenly Sword Sacred Palace arrived with reinforcements and drove back Xiahou Jue, it only deepened Chu Feng's favorable impression of the Heavenly Sword Sacred Palace.