Back in the pagoda, Wei Chen was in the middle of a deep epiphany. He was trying to understand the technique from his dream, the Deathless Legion Summoning Decree. He had already grasped part of it and was about to enter an even deeper state of enlightenment when a strong shaking occurred, abruptly stopping his epiphany.

It felt as if someone had woken him up in the middle of a vivid dream, where his partner was a Hollywood star. He was so furious that he wanted to strangle the person who woke him up with his bare hands.

The moment Wei Chen walked out of the pagoda, both Dao Protector Zhao and Young Master Song looked at him as if they were staring at a clown.

That was because, in their minds, the owner of a divine treasure like this pagoda should possess the aura and charisma of a true expert. If someone stepped out of such a divine pagoda looking like an ordinary mortal, without any discernible aura or presence, then in their eyes, this person could only be a lucky clown.

That was how it appeared to Young Master Song and his Dao Protector. However, in the eyes of the master currently using Yun Feng's body, it was a completely different matter.

There was no word to describe his feelings other than terror. Yes, he was terrified of Wei Chen at this very moment. The young master and his Dao Protector could not sense it because they were still living beings.

But he was different. As a spiritual being, a soul attempting to evade the cycle of samsara and find a way to live again, he was extremely sensitive to the power of the underworld.

At first, he had not noticed anything unusual about Wei Chen. Back then, Wei Chen had still been weak and had not yet reached the Nascent Soul Realm. However, once Wei Chen stepped into the Nascent Soul Realm, the realm that separated true experts from mediocrity, everything changed.

The qualitative leap in Wei Chen's power became obvious, and it alerted the master inhabiting Yun Feng's body.

In the master's eyes, Wei Chen was no different from a powerful underworld agent, one of those relentless hunters that had once pursued him after he finally obtained the body of a prodigy from his secret realm and was about to perform the ritual to fully occupy the body and begin his second life.

He still remembered that terrifying pursuer clearly. It had been a ghost queen, or something similar. She controlled hundreds of thousands of ghosts and hunted him without rest. She could even manipulate the souls of mythical beings such as phoenixes, kirins, and dragons.

Just thinking about that ghost queen sent a chill down his non-existence spine. If not for his ingenuity, he would have already been dragged into the underworld. He had thrown himself into the jaws of a Steel Beak Fierce Hawk, the king of the skies, using the beast's vital energy to mask his own death energy while hiding within an artifact ring.

Thinking back, it had been about one hundred and fifty years since he was hunted by that ghost queen. Now, he was facing someone who appeared to be alive, yet also felt like an underworld agent. This was extremely troublesome.

The biggest problem was that, unlike the ghost queen, who could only remain in the mortal realm for a few months at most, this man was alive. As a living being, Wei Chen could stay in the mortal realm indefinitely.

That made hiding far more difficult.

However, since Wei Chen had passed by without noticing the master hiding within his disciple's body, it seemed that his senses were not especially sharp. Alternatively, it was possible that he lacked the appropriate artifact needed to detect a criminal like him.

With this in mind, the master subtly retreated back into the ring and returned control of the body to Yun Feng.

{Master?} Yun Feng was startled. This was the first time his master had given back control of his body so quickly.

{The danger has passed. Now your brother Wei can handle all of these people,} the master said.

{Is he really that strong? That Dao Protector is a body-refining cultivator at the Soul Transformation Realm. Should we not prepare to help him?} Yun Feng asked worriedly.

The master sneered in his mind. Help? If an underworld agent could not crush ants like these, he would not have been hunted like a dog one hundred and fifty years ago.

Wei Chen walked forward and looked at Yun Feng, who was using his sword as a crutch to support himself.

"Do you know who shook the pagoda?" Wei Chen asked.

Yun Feng did not answer. He silently pointed at Dao Protector Zhao.

"It was you?" Wei Chen turned to look at Dao Protector Zhao.

Dao Protector Zhao snorted. "Hmph! Not only did I shake your pagoda, I will also take it. This heavenly treasure should belong to the virtuous!" Dao Protector Zhao declared confidently, while Young Master Song looked on proudly, his eyes filled with ridicule toward Wei Chen.

Wei Chen made a face as if he had just heard someone spouting complete nonsense.

"Virtuous? On what grounds? I assume you do not mean morality, right?" Wei Chen asked calmly.

Dao Protector Zhao sneered.

"On the grounds that we are stronger than yo… urgh!"

Slap!

Before Dao Protector Zhao could finish his sentence, Wei Chen suddenly vanished and slapped him across the face.

The slap was so sudden that Dao Protector Zhao did not even perceive when or how Wei Chen moved. His spiritual sense detected nothing. It was as if Wei Chen had appeared directly in the space in front of him.

Dao Protector Zhao was utterly shocked. Several teeth were knocked out of his mouth along with blood. Young Master Song was so stunned that his proud expression froze on his face.

As if in slow motion, a few front teeth fell to the ground, and Dao Protector Zhao slowly regained his senses.

"Courting death!"

Slap! Splat!

Another set of teeth flew out. This time, Wei Chen used the back of his right hand, and the force was greater than before.

Dao Protector Zhao was still caught between shock and confusion. He felt as if he had returned to being a powerless mortal, stunned by nothing more than a slap that he could not even see.

This man was an expert.

With that realization, Dao Protector Zhao quickly retreated. He wanted to create distance and summon his treasure to counterattack, but before he could do so—

Slap!

This time, the blow landed on the back of his head. His face was smashed straight into the ground, mud and soil flooding his nose and mouth.

"What the fck did you say? Say it again. On what grounds? Answer me, you dip sht," Wei Chen said as he squatted beside Dao Protector Zhao, fully entering hooligan mode.

"You!"

Slap!

"You what? I told you to say it again. Does your brain only know 'you' and 'courting death'?"

Slap!

"What the f*ck, are you an autism patient?"

Slap!

"No. Even an autism patient is smarter than you."

Slap!

Wei Chen unleashed a long string of curses as he repeatedly slapped the back of Dao Protector Zhao's head. With every slap, Dao Protector Zhao's head was driven deeper and deeper into the soil.

Dao Protector Zhao finally pulled his head out of the ground. His eyes were red, filled with rage, humiliation, and indignation. He spat toward Wei Chen.

"I… I will ki… urgh!"

Boom!

Once again, his head was slammed into the ground. Pebbles, sand, and dust exploded outward as his head was buried so deeply that it looked as if he no longer had one.

"Did you not hear what I asked? Are you deaf, f*cker? Huh?"

Slap! Slap! Slap!

Dao Protector Zhao continued to be beaten mercilessly.

Seeing this, Young Master Song wanted to step forward and help his protector. However, after thinking it through, he stopped. Even a Dao Protector at the peak of the Soul Transformation Realm was being treated like a toddler. What could his mere Nascent Soul cultivation possibly do?

Become an additional casualty? No thank you.

Yun Feng felt a hint of sympathy for Dao Protector Zhao. In truth, Yun Feng had been bullied before, but never to the point of such overwhelming humiliation. Compared to this, even Ximen Hao, who had once bullied him relentlessly, did not seem nearly as merciless as this guy.

Dao Protector Zhao's anger reached its peak, and he immediately used a forbidden technique to forcefully raise his cultivation.

"Enough!"

Boom!

With an enraged roar, Dao Protector Zhao quickly stood up from his humiliating posture, his head finally pulled free from the ground.

Wei Chen was still squatting on the ground, looking at the furious Dao Protector Zhao as if he were an idiot. Then he vanished once again.

Boom!

Wei Chen's fist slammed into Dao Protector Zhao's stomach. Zhao's body curled up like a shrimp as the punch also damaged his dantian, making him unable to channel his spiritual qi.

Dao Protector Zhao collapsed onto the ground, and Wei Chen immediately stomped down on his leg and arm.

Crack! Crack!

"Arrrghhh!"

Two bone-breaking sounds echoed together with a cry of agony. Wei Chen then squatted down and looked at Dao Protector Zhao, who now showed not a trace of arrogance or domineering in his eyes, only pain, hatred and a bit of fear.

"This will be the last time I ask you. On what grounds was your so-called virtue?" Wei Chen asked again.

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