Strongest Medical Saint-Chapter 695: How Do You Want to Die?

Various divine beast phantoms continuously circled above Shen Feng’s head.

An ancient and remote aura emanated from their phantasmal forms.

Specks of light burst forth from these divine beast phantoms, all at once surging into the entirety of the blood pool.

The boiling blood water became even more violent.

These blood waters circled around Shen Feng, round after round, and with each circle, a special energy entered his body.

The speed of the rotating blood water grew faster and faster, and suddenly, it unleashed an incredibly terrifying energy fluctuation.

"Boom!"

The spinning blood water in the pool surged violently, forming a blood water tornado that enveloped Shen Feng entirely, while the Blood Emperor Jue still slowly circulated within him.

The rotational force of this blood water tornado was horrifying; his bodily functions were rapidly declining, his body was already a blur of flesh and blood, and now, his entire face had become drenched in fresh blood, entering a state where he could cease breathing at any moment.

Just then.

These divine beast phantoms rapidly collided with one another, fusing into a stream of rainbow light that burst into the blood water tornado and finally returned to Shen Feng’s body.

A blood vortex emerged at the position on his chest corresponding to his heart, from which a force of extreme suction spontaneously arose.

The terrifying energy within the blood water tornado was being rapidly absorbed into the blood vortex.

At the same time, the color of the blood water tornado started to fade swiftly.

After this change occurred, Shen Feng’s breathing stabilized, the dense wounds on his face and body quickly scabbed over, with scabs covering his entire body.

As the blood water continued to fade, the tearing force that filled the air also began to weaken gradually.

"Bang!"

When the color of the blood water tornado turned to just a hint of pale red, it collapsed completely upon falling back into the pool.

Shen Feng, covered in scabs, had not yet regained consciousness. Although his breathing had stabilized, he was still in a dangerous state.

The Force of Execution in the Cultivator’s Blood within the pool, and all other energies, had become extremely weak, but these energies were still slowly infiltrating Shen Feng’s body.

At this time.

In a passageway directly in front of Shen Feng, within a stone chamber filled with Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures.

Yan Yitao from the Blood Soul Demon Sect and Fan Langfei from the Star Sea Sword Sect had faces full of extreme excitement. Now, the only people who had survived to enter the stone chamber were the two of them. They completely ignored the Cultivators’ corpses on the ground, which were gradually dissolving and then seeping into the ground as blood water.

Looking at the pile of Upper Grade Spirit Stones here, feeling each of the extraordinary weapons, such Artifact Refining could not be done by any Artifact Refiner in the Lower Realm.

The Cultivators protecting Yan Yitao and Fan Langfei had also died in the melee.

The two exchanged glances, each revealing a trace of ferocity in their gaze.

Each was contemplating whether they could kill the other, swallowing all the Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures in the stone chamber for themselves.

However, at that moment.

The Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures in the stone chamber began to fade into illusion. In just a few seconds, the entire room became empty, and all the treasures had vanished without a trace.

All these Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures were only illusions?

Where could Yan Yitao and Fan Langfei still harbor any ferocity in their eyes? They could not believe what they were seeing; the treasures, which had seemed so real and within reach, had disappeared, leaving them in an unbearable pain they truly found hard to accept, their facial expressions twisted into snarls.

A few minutes later.

They both left the stone chamber at the same time. Now that the Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures in the stone chamber were illusions, they naturally set aside their thoughts of fighting and headed deeper down the passage in unison.

In the passage where Fang Tianyu from the Cold Extreme Palace was located.

He was the last to enter the passage, deliberately slowing down when he heard the sound of fighting coming from within.

Now his left hand had been chopped off, and his manhood below was also ruined, no longer capable of enduring any more torment.

Only when the sounds of fighting had gradually ceased did he quicken his pace.

When he arrived at the chamber within the passageway, the fighting had already ceased, leaving only a cultivator drenched in blood, laughing maniacally at the heavenly materials and earthly treasures in the chamber, completely oblivious to someone entering.

After witnessing this scene, Fang Tianyu used a dagger from behind to stab right through the cultivator’s neck. ƒreeωebnovel.ƈom

But before he had time to rejoice over acquiring so many heavenly materials and earthly treasures, everything in the chamber started to vanish rapidly.

Seeing the heavenly materials and earthly treasures disappear completely from the room, Fang Tianyu gritted his teeth in rage. He felt that everyone who entered here had been played for fools, eventually directing all his fury toward Shen Feng. If it weren’t for that bastard opening the golden building’s gates, they never would have ended up here.

His gaze fixed on his arm that had lost its palm, his anger was about to explode. After much deliberation, he still decided to venture deeper into the passageway.

After a while.

Upon reaching the end of the passageway, Fang Tianyu didn’t hesitate to walk out of the cave entrance.

At this time, the tearing force in the air was minimal, almost causing no harm to the human body.

Yan Yitao and Fan Langfei had just arrived here before him, both staring intently at the person soaked in the blood pool.

Although the person’s face was entirely covered in crusts of blood, they were certain this fellow was certainly Shen Feng.

Fang Tianyu’s moment of stupefaction was much shorter than Yan Yitao’s and Fan Langfei’s. His face burst with an intense killing intent. Even though the blood water in the blood pool was dilute, the faint forces of execution and other energies within were still not something an ordinary person could withstand.

Shen Feng had the initial chapter of the Blood Emperor Jue and had soaked in the Hundred Beasts Blood Pool before, which was the only reason he could barely hold on until now.

At this moment, the essence of the initial chapter of the Blood Emperor Jue on the ground had also disappeared.

Sensing the weak life force within Shen Feng and seeing the crusts of blood on his face, Fang Tianyu’s mouth twisted coldly, "Daring to cut off my hand, I will gouge out your heart, liver, spleen, and kidneys. I’ll see how you can escape death this time."

In his view, Shen Feng, in his current state, was utterly at the mercy of others. Indeed, the blood water in the pool had faint forces of execution and so on, but as long as he avoided contact with the blood water, he could simply pull Shen Feng out of the pool.

Just as he was about to step forward.

Zou Bocheng and Jiang Muyun, along with others, had all returned, rushing in after sensing the absence of the tearing force.

Lu Tingting, who had been knocked unconscious by Zou Bocheng, had already woken up.

When Fang Tianyu and the others saw Jiang Muyun and the other panting figures rush in, they frowned, but then their gaze turned to the cave entrances all around them.

They could clearly feel that a terrifying force of execution was spreading from every passageway, and it wouldn’t take long to reach here. By then, they would undoubtedly face certain death.

When Zou Bocheng, Jiang Muyun, and the others each returned to the chamber, they, too, knew that all the heavenly materials and earthly treasures inside were mere illusions. After a sigh, preparing to continue leaving the passageway, they felt a formidable force of execution spreading toward them.

With no other choice, they had to retreat.

At this rate, within minutes, the force of execution would definitely reach this place.

Fang Tianyu urgently shouted in his heart, "As long as this kid dies, perhaps these forces of execution will disappear!"

As he spoke, he suddenly took a step forward.

However, Fan Langfei threw his longsword towards Shen Feng. With a "whoosh" as it cut through the air, this longsword was no ordinary weapon. Even without infusing it with spiritual energy, it was as sharp as cutting through iron like mud!

The tip of the longsword aimed at Shen Feng’s head, flying much faster than Fang Tianyu could move.

Fan Langfei didn’t want to gamble with his own life, he couldn’t wait for Fang Tianyu to kill Shen Feng.

The sword tip was getting closer to Shen Feng’s head.

Although Jiang Muyun and Xu Ziyue had no intention of killing Shen Feng, under the circumstances, this might have been the best outcome.

Zou Bocheng and Lu Jinghua sighed softly.

Only Lu Tingting, who was being held by Zou Bocheng, showed a face full of reluctance, constantly trying to break free from her teacher’s grasp.

But just as the longsword was about to pierce through Shen Feng’s head, Fan Langfei’s mouth lifting into a confident smile, the entire longsword suddenly halted right in front of Shen Feng’s forehead. A hoarse and indifferent voice emanated from his throat, "Do you know interrupting someone’s sleep is an impolite thing to do?"

"It looks like you are prepared to die, aren’t you?"

"Tell me, how do you wish to die?"