Chapter 4687 Mental Storm

Cultivating the Spirit Storm requires extremely strong mental power.

The Eye of Insight absorbed the Spirit Gem, which awakened its innate divine power.

In a short time, Liu Wuxie mastered the method of cultivating mental storms, condensing all his mental energy into the center of a storm.

What's terrifying isn't the storm itself, but the mental cutting within it. Mental power can condense into sharp mental blades that can not only tear apart a cultivator's mental world but also harvest their spiritual sea of ​​consciousness.

A double attack is a nightmare for cultivators.

Liu Wuxie didn't even use his abilities; he was merely cultivating when he felt the mental storm was extremely terrifying.

Once unleashed, it can easily shatter the spiritual world of ordinary Saint-level beings and destroy their spiritual sea of ​​consciousness.

He summoned the Heaven-Devouring Sacred Cauldron and swallowed the snail. The terrifying Chaos Sacred Fire easily refined it, and a large amount of unknown liquid flowed into the Primordial Sacred Realm.

Having just broken through to the fifth level of the Half-Saint realm, he needed a large amount of Earth Saint Laws to perfect his Dao foundation.

After refining two initial Earth Saints, Liu Wuxie's internal energy quickly stabilized, marking his smoothest breakthrough to date.

Without the tribulation lightning, there's no need for excessive consolidation; everything will fall into place naturally.

None of the onlookers stepped forward, knowing full well that Liu Wuxie was breaking through, yet they dared not make a move against him.

The Eye of Insight returned to the depths of the Niwan Palace, where a gigantic eyeball shone brightly, releasing an extremely mystical power that expanded the area of ​​the Niwan Palace by more than three times.

The larger the Niwan Palace is, the more power it can bear, allowing the other divine eyes to develop better.

The divine soul is as vast as the ocean, the sea of ​​supernatural powers is boundless, the Niwan Palace is limitless, and countless cosmic stars are born deep within the physical body.

To cultivate one's physical body, soul, sea of ​​supernatural powers, and Niwan Palace to such a degree is unprecedented throughout history.

"Whoosh whoosh!"

Outside Evil West Street, the sound of air being torn apart could be heard, and a large number of powerful figures were rushing towards this place at high speed.

In the blink of an eye!

Hundreds of powerful evil spirits appeared on Evil West Street. The leaders were all highly skilled, at the initial Earth Saint level, with the strongest reaching the seventh level of Earth Saint, far surpassing Che Luo.

"He's the one who killed Chelu!"

One of the evil spirits pointed at Liu Wuxie and addressed the other evil spirits.

"Young Master Liu, hurry! The person who came is General Weiss, a general under the Evil Spirit Emperor. He is extremely powerful. He appears to be at the seventh level of Earth Saint, but his actual combat strength is close to that of a top-level Earth Saint."

The matchmaker's voice was urgent, urging Liu Wuxie to leave quickly.

She would find a place to hide first, and once things calmed down, she would try to negotiate with the evil spirits to resolve this feud.

The Evil Spirit Emperor rules over the entire Evil Spirit City, but he is not a Great Emperor. This is a title for a powerful person. A true Great Emperor is already above all the heavens. Even in the Ancient God Realm, it is difficult to find a Great Emperor.

The Evil Spirit Emperor has many generals under his command, each ruling over dozens of streets and commanding hundreds of thousands of evil spirits. Weiss is one of these generals.

Among the many generals, Weiss's cultivation level is not the strongest, but it is not the weakest either. He is definitely not someone that an ordinary half-saint can provoke.

The human race in Evil West Street has no shortage of Earth Saint level experts, yet none of them dare to provoke the Evil Spirit Clan. They can only obediently cower here, which shows how deep the waters of Evil Spirit City are.

Liu Wuxie knew that Hongniang meant well. He had just broken through to the fifth level of the Half-Saint realm and wanted to know the extent of his combat power.

Aside from the Four Heavenly Sword Techniques, he currently possesses numerous other skills that would be more than enough to deal with top-tier Earth Saints.

"Who are you, and where do you come from!"

Weiss didn't rush to make a move; his lone eye was fixed on Liu Wuxie, and a piercing voice rang in his ears.

The evil spirits speak the human language, which sounds very awkward.

"You want to avenge Che Luo?"

Liu Wuxie did not answer Weiss, but instead asked a question.

"If you don't want to suffer physical pain, come with me. I don't want to kill you here."

Weiss never took Liu Wuxie seriously. Even if Liu Wuxie killed Cheluo, he was still no match for Weiss, who was a high-level Earth Saint.

The atmosphere grew increasingly tense, and an invisible, chilling aura enveloped the entire Evil West Street.

"What if I don't go with you?"

A smile appeared on Liu Wuxie's lips.

“Boy, how dare you speak to Lord Vess in such a tone? Believe me, we’ll kill you right now.”

Several other powerful members of the Evil Spirit Clan stepped forward and surrounded Liu Wuxie. Each of them was no less powerful than Che Luo, and these Evil Spirit Clan members were probably the absolute elite of Evil Spirit City.

As long as they are intimidated, Liu Wuxie can do whatever he wants in Evil Spirit City.

"Weis, could you give me some face and let him off this time? This is not his fault. The Evil Spirit Clan should not have interfered in the affairs of Evil West Street."

At this moment, an old man with a withered face and a shriveled body emerged from the depths of Evil West Street. He was devoid of any vitality. The human cultivators around him bowed and paid their respects.

Liu Wuxie's gaze fell on the old man, a strange look in his eyes. He didn't understand why this person would stand up and speak for him.

Judging from his aura, this withered old man's cultivation level was around the fifth level of Earth Saint, making him a top-tier expert in Evil West Street.

"Jia Feng, you're meddling in other people's business!"

When Weiss saw the withered old man, a hint of fear flashed in his eyes.

The withered old man's cultivation level was clearly lower than Weiss's, yet Weiss was wary of him. It seems that this withered old man is not simple.

Upon hearing the name Jia Feng, Liu Wuxie couldn't help but look at Hong Niang, who nodded as if to say: This is the savior she has found.

"I promised the matchmaker I'd help her this time, and she'll be my woman from now on."

Jia Feng's voice was loud and could be heard throughout the entire Evil West Street.

Every human cultivator living in Evil West Street knows that Jia Feng has been fond of Hong Niang for a long time. It is because of Jia Feng that Bi Yun dares not do anything to Hong Niang.

However, Hongniang has maintained a clean reputation over the years, and she always keeps a distance from Jia Feng, keeping their relationship ambiguous.

Without Jia Feng's support all these years, Hong Niang, with her strength and cultivation, would have been bullied by other human cultivators long ago.

Liu Wuxie never expected that Hongniang would be willing to sacrifice herself and become Jia Feng's woman in order to help him.

At first, he didn't like the matchmaker and thought she only valued his talent and wanted to take advantage of him. Now it seems that things are not so simple.

"That's your business, it has nothing to do with me. If you dare to meddle, then your Evil West Street wouldn't need to exist anymore."

How could Weiss let this matter pass just because of Jia Feng's words?

If Liu Wuxie is let go, how will the Evil Spirit Clan maintain its foothold in Evil Spirit City? It will surely become a laughing stock among other races.

Although the Netherworld is different from the outside world, the struggle between the various races still exists, and the fighting for territory is rampant.

"Since that's the case, it's been a long time since I've stretched my muscles and bones. Today is the perfect opportunity for us to have a friendly spar."

As soon as Jia Feng finished speaking, a violent gust of air swept out.

The clash between the two Earth Saints created a terrifying aura that forced the powerful onlookers from various races to retreat continuously.

Liu Wuxie saw dozens of powerful faceless beings lurking in the shadows, ready to devour the essence and blood from their human bodies at any moment.

The Faceless Clan enjoys devouring human flesh and blood, and countless humans have died at their hands over the years.

"Thank you for your kindness, senior. This is my matter, and there is no need for you to help."

Liu Wuxie looked at Jia Feng, thanking him for his righteous help. Although he had his own agenda, he still stepped forward.

Jia Feng was taken aback, not expecting that his good intentions would be rejected by this young man.

"Do you know what you're saying? I'm helping you not because I think highly of you, but because of the matchmaker. Whether you live or die is none of my business."

Jia Feng's withered eyes, like snake eyes, fell on Liu Wuxie, making Liu Wuxie very uncomfortable. This Jia Feng was definitely a ruthless person, otherwise Hong Niang would not have rejected him for so many years.

Over the years, Jia Feng tried to force Hong Niang to submit, but Hong Niang threatened to kill herself, which prevented him from succeeding.

He needs a matchmaker who is willing to be with him, not a cold, lifeless corpse.

"I have made myself very clear. This matter has nothing to do with you, senior. Please do not interfere."

Liu Wuxie was resolute; he disliked Jia Feng speaking to him in such a condescending tone.

"Very well, then I'd like to see how you resolve this crisis."

After Jia Feng finished speaking, he suddenly burst into laughter.

From beginning to end, he never intended to offend Weiss; he just wanted Weiss to do him a favor. Once he got Hongniang, he didn't care at all about Liu Wuxie's life or death.

Jia Feng's inner thoughts were laid bare before Liu Wuxie under the watchful gaze of Blood Eyes.

Although Liu Wuxie couldn't see through Jia Feng's inner thoughts, he could guess most of them from the expressions on his face and the changes in his internal nature.

"Then there's no need for you to worry, senior!"

Liu Wuxie said coldly.

If Jia Feng genuinely wanted to help him, he would naturally be extremely grateful.

He would not be grateful if he only used this opportunity to achieve some other purpose; on the contrary, he would despise it.

"Weiss, I take back what I just said. This boy's life or death is none of my concern!"

Jia Feng looked at Weiss and said, word by word, completely distancing himself from any relationship with Liu Wuxie.

"Brother Jia, you..."

The matchmaker stamped her feet in frustration, glaring at Liu Wuxie, believing he shouldn't have said that.

"Don't worry, matchmaker. They're just a bunch of clowns. I don't even consider them a threat."

Liu Wuxie gave Hongniang a reassuring look, assuring her that he wasn't afraid of Jia Feng, or even if Jia Feng were with Weisga.

"Fine, very well. You dare to insult us as clowns? Today I'll show you what it means to wish you were dead."

Weiss and the other evil spirits were utterly enraged.

After saying that, they took out various wooden stick-like weapons and surrounded Liu Wuxie, completely blocking his way. None of the other humans offered any help and retreated to a distance.

"Whoosh!"

With a whoosh, Hongniang landed in front of Liu Wuxie, intending to fight alongside him.

"You shouldn't have gotten involved!"

Looking at the matchmaker, Liu Wuxie said with a helpless expression.

He didn't care about antagonizing the evil spirits, but it was different for Hongniang, who would have to live in the evil spirit city in the future.