C117 Revenge is not overnight

Outside of White Emperor Pass, blood was flowing and corpses were strewn everywhere.

The afterglow of the setting sun dyed the entire battlefield red.

Commander Qi's eyes were red as he waved his flag.

While the sky was still dark, the people of the Emperor Xuan Sect began to clean up the battlefield, killing all the enemy soldiers that tried to kill.

The treasures left behind by the battlefield, Weapons s, pill s, crystal stone s … Some of them were left in the White Emperor Pass, while others were to be transported back to sect.

According to the rules, sect would not take all the spoils of war for himself but give them all to everyone.

In addition, those disciples who died in the battle must be buried in the White Emperor Pass's mausoleum.

Their names would also remain on the Arena List s in the mausoleum forever.

"Did you see Qin Feng?"

On the way back to the city, Commander Qi suddenly asked.

Qin Feng had single-handedly killed Gui Feng, so it could be said that he was the first person to accomplish this feat. It was impossible for Commander Qi to forget him.

"I didn't see it …"

"I didn't see it either. At that time, the situation was too chaotic and everyone was too busy taking care of themselves."

Everyone shook their heads.

"Fan, did you notice it?"

The Commander Qi asked again.

"I am guarding the White Emperor Pass, how would I have the time to keep an eye on him?"

Fan looked indifferent.

In reality, he was sneering in his heart, because he knew that Qin Feng was already dead, and had died in the hands of Sun Ze and the others.

"Send someone to search him tonight. If he is dead then he wants to see his corpse."

The Commander Qi ordered.

Late at night, the lone moon hung high in the sky.

On the wasteland tens of kilometers away, Qin Feng was meditating, cultivating and cultivating his elemental energy of heaven and earth.

The wounds on his body had basically healed. It was just that he had suffered a serious blood loss and needed some time to recuperate.

"Luckily I prepared some pill, I can use them now."

Qin Feng swallowed the pill and continued to cultivate.

After three to four hours, his injuries were almost completely healed.

However, if he wanted to recover, he would need to rest for another ten days to half a month.

After this brutal war, Qin Feng's cultivation had all increased, which also gave him faint signs of breaking through.

The third "Air Armor Realm" of the true qi required the true qi to be refined to a very pure level.

However, everyone's situation was different. People with shallow roots would be able to condense a Qi Armor very quickly due to their low saturation point.

However, the strength of this kind of armor was average.

And this was the reason why Qin Feng, a person with a deep background and a strong foundation, had a saturation that was extremely high, more than ten times that of ordinary disciples.

However, the more he paid, the more he received in return.

Once Qin Feng broke through to the next level, he could condense the Qi Armor. Then, the strength of his Qi Armor would be ten times stronger than that of an ordinary person.

"After returning to the sect, I should be able to break through the third level of the true qi."

Qin Feng said to himself.

Then, his gaze shifted towards the White Emperor Pass. "Next, we should collect the spoils of war."

The spoils of war that Qin Feng was referring to, were not the treasures that fell onto the battlefield s, nor the pill s, but the endless baleful qi.

In battlefield, resentment and baleful qi were the easiest to condense.

Many of the battlefield's remains, even after ten or twenty years, still had souls wandering around.

The sky above White Emperor Pass was completely enveloped by the baleful qi, so thick that even moonlight could not penetrate through. This was exactly what the Myriad Ghosts Bead needed.

"I'll leave the Corpse Spirit to you."

Qin Feng woke up the Corpse Spirit and at the same time, threw it into the air.

The Myriad Ghosts Bead began to emit a blood-red light as it rapidly rotated, like a whirlpool, absorbing all the baleful qi within a hundred mile radius into it.

"Hahaha …" "Awesome, I've really struck it rich this time."

The Corpse Spirit laughed wildly.

He needed to absorb the baleful qi and strengthen his soul body. Only by doing this would he have the chance to rebirth by seizing another's body.

Right now, the Corpse Spirit and Qin Feng had already formed an alliance. Cultivating Corpse Spirit could also be considered a form of increase in Qin Feng's strength.

Furthermore, the stronger the Corpse Spirit, the stronger the Myriad Ghosts Bead. In other words, the Corpse Spirit was like a Myriad Ghosts Bead.

Two hours later, the baleful qi in the wasteland was almost completely sucked dry.

The bright and clear moonlight sprinkled over the battlefield, like a layer of frost, sealing this part of history.

A few years later, it would be a different story if he recalled what happened back then.

Raising his head to look at the eastern sky, a touch of white entered Qin Feng's eyes.

"It's dawn, Fan dog. Your retribution is here too."

Qin Feng squinted his eyes, a cold light flickering in his eyes.

He would never forgive the other party. In comparison to it being a personal grudge, he was more concerned about the safety of Emperor Xuan Sect.

Having such a narrow-minded person in the White Emperor Pass was still a hidden danger.

Qin Feng's principle was that as long as he had the ability, he would not waste another day to seek revenge.

Early in the morning, in White Emperor Pass, work was in progress to conclude the competition.

The severely injured garrison and disciples were still in the process of healing. The spoils of war collected had to be categorized and counted.

There was still another group of people searching the Wasteland for traces of Qin Feng.

At this time, Qin Feng had already quietly returned to the White Emperor Pass, and no one noticed his existence.

The best way to deal with the Fan was to expose his crimes and let everyone see his face.

Qin Feng already had his own plans, so he couldn't alarm anyone right now, especially the Fan.

The first people Qin Feng wanted to see were the few elders of Emperor Xuan Sect, because these were people he could trust the most. The first thing he had to do was report the crimes of Fan to them.

"What?" You mean, Coach Fan told Sun Ze to sneak attack you? "

"This Instructor Fan has an ulterior motive. Not only did he draw up a plan to kill everyone, he even wanted our disciples to die and wanted to kill Qin Feng. This is too infuriating."

"How preposterous, I must find him to reason."

When the elders of the Emperor Xuan Sect found out about this, all of their faces turned blue in anger.

"But what if he doesn't admit it? We don't have any evidence? "

"The Tiger Tally in Qin Feng's hands doesn't explain anything."

Everyone began feeling troubled.

"Disciples of the Elder Lord, this disciple has a plan that would allow Fan dogs to admit defeat."

Qin Feng had come prepared.

"This person is extremely cunning. If he doesn't admit his wrongs, what can you do?"

Everyone was curious.

When that time comes, I will go and meet with the Fan and the dogs. You two can bring the Commander Qi along and listen on the side. "

Qin Feng looked extremely confident.

Everyone was filled with suspicions, they did not know what Qin Feng was up to.