No!

At this moment, Ye Qingfeng’s brows suddenly furrowed; he was actually still absorbing Spiritual Power!

His Spiritual Power had already reached the limit of the Qi Refining Realm, yet he could still continue accumulating Spiritual Power! How was this possible!?

Ye Qingfeng’s heart trembled.

He was the Nine Tribulations Immortal Venerable—what strange thing had he not seen? All sorts of mystical physiques, all kinds of perverse Cultivation Techniques—he might not claim to know them all like the back of his hand, but they definitely wouldn’t be enough to shock him.

But this situation right now was something Ye Qingfeng had never seen before; in his understanding, it was something completely impossible.

The Spiritual Power in Ye Qingfeng’s body was still increasing. This surging Spiritual Energy pouring in should have made Ye Qingfeng overjoyed, but instead it left him somewhat speechless.

He still couldn’t figure out what exactly had happened.

"Could it be because of the Black Demon Poison, and I’ll never be able to recover?"

Ye Qingfeng finally felt a little anxious.

"Back when I broke through to the War Emperor Realm, it wasn’t like this at all!"

Ye Qingfeng was extremely speechless; this level of Spiritual Power intensity already far surpassed that of some ordinary War Emperor Warriors.

It even rivaled the level of Spiritual Power possessed by Advanced War Emperor Martial Artists.

And this was with Ye Qingfeng not using any other methods.

"There’s a cave here?"

At this moment, a voice with a hint of surprise and doubt sounded, and right after, there came the rustle of grass from the mouth of the cave.

Ye Qingfeng’s Divine Sense immediately spread out, and he saw a girl at the entrance, looking somewhat wary as she walked inside.

The girl wore a light yellow gauze dress and held a thin sword in her hand; she was clearly also a Martial Artist.

Ye Qingfeng didn’t care at all; sure enough, a moment later, the girl walked straight in.

In an instant, she met Ye Qingfeng’s gaze head-on.

The girl’s eyes jolted; she had never expected to encounter a young man in this cave at this time.

"Ah, you are?" the girl cried out in surprise and doubt.

"Do you need something?" Ye Qingfeng said coldly.

"N-no." The girl shook her head again and again, sneaking a glance at Ye Qingfeng. Her pretty face looked slightly tense.

Perhaps in such a remote cave, suddenly running into a strange man would make anyone a bit nervous, not to mention that Ye Qingfeng was this cold.

"I—I’ll go first!"

The girl stammered a little, didn’t say anything more to Ye Qingfeng, turned around and ran out, clearly afraid Ye Qingfeng might do something improper to her.

Ye Qingfeng paid no attention to the girl. He drew back his mind, examined his entire body, and in the end could only shake his head helplessly.

"Forget it. Even though I haven’t recovered, I can already fight Advanced War Emperor Martial Artists."

Ye Qingfeng shook his head and decided not to think too much about it for now. He didn’t believe it—so long as he found more Spirit Stones, could it be he wouldn’t be able to endlessly absorb Spiritual Power?

In any case, his strength was right there.

As long as he could absorb Spiritual Power, his strength could continue to increase.

After packing his things, Ye Qingfeng didn’t plan to stay here any longer. He immediately stood up and walked toward the mouth of the cave, preparing to leave.

"Senior Brother, it’s here. That youth from the Soul Devouring Hall was right here."

Ye Qingfeng had just reached the cave mouth when he heard the voice of that girl from earlier coming from down the mountain. His Divine Sense spread out at once, and he saw the girl bringing a young man, heading in this direction.

"Good. That youth still has the Medicine Field from the Panwu Land in his hands, and even the inheritance of the Panwu Immortal. If we can obtain it, our strength will absolutely skyrocket; we might even be able to compete with the geniuses of the Ancient Martial World!" The young man instantly spoke in excitement.

"But Senior Brother, that youth’s strength is terrifying. He actually managed to injure an elder of the Ancient Martial World. With just the two of us, I’m afraid we’re not his match." The girl’s worried voice sounded at once.

"Heh, a secular youth injuring a genius of the Ancient Martial World—do you think that’s possible?" The young man immediately sneered, his tone full of disdain.

"There must be a hidden expert behind him, probably his master, who ambushed Senior Tong Tianqi, which is why he was injured."

"But you said that youth is alone, so I don’t have anything to fear. His own strength definitely won’t surpass mine."

The young man’s tone was arrogant; he was obviously also a genius of the secular world, his strength extraordinary.

"He has the Medicine Field of the Panwu Land on him. For that Medicine Field, we can take the gamble. Even if we can’t beat him, we can still run."

Under the young man’s careful explanation, the girl’s eyes also lit up, and she immediately grew excited.

The Medicine Field of the Panwu Land—how precious was that? If they obtained it, they could trade it with seniors of the Ancient Martial World for countless precious Elixirs and weapons.

They might even be able to exchange for those Cultivation Techniques of the Ancient Martial World!

"Senior Brother, I believe you’re the strongest. Among your peers in the secular world, not many are your match." The girl praised him repeatedly.

"Hmph, he’s doomed."

The senior brother spoke coldly and arrogantly.

"Is that so?"

At this moment, a cool voice rang out, making the two who were immersed in their excitement freeze slightly.

The two hurriedly turned their heads and saw a tall, handsome youth standing beneath an old tree, calmly watching them.

"It’s him, that’s him! Senior Brother, the man I saw in the cave is this person!" the girl cried out excitedly.

"You’re the one who broke into the Panwu Land and seized the Medicine Field?"

The young man stared coldly at Ye Qingfeng, questioning sharply.

He hadn’t been in the Panwu Land earlier and had never seen Ye Qingfeng, so he wasn’t sure.

The young man remained silent, his expression indifferent; no one knew what he was thinking. This detached look instantly made the young man extremely displeased.

"Hand over the Medicine Field and I can spare your life. Otherwise, you’ll be leaving your life here today."

The senior brother’s longsword flashed from its sheath, a cold gleam flaring, and a surge of Sword Intent erupted from him.

He had already locked onto Ye Qingfeng. The instant this youth opened his mouth to refuse, he would strike and cut him down.

"I’d like to ask—who are you people, and why did you come to demand my Medicine Field?" Ye Qingfeng raised a brow and couldn’t help asking.

He had been in seclusion in the cave for several days and had no idea what had happened outside.

"Enough nonsense. Hand over the Medicine Field, or die!"

The young man said arrogantly.

"Senior Brother is so aloof, so domineering!"

The girl couldn’t help her heart trembling. Compared to Ye Qingfeng’s confused look, this young man seemed far more arrogant and overbearing.

"Idiot."

Ye Qingfeng muttered and couldn’t be bothered to figure out what was going on anymore. With a thought, the Futu Sword flew out; he casually swung it and slashed toward the young man.

The young man saw that he still dared to attack and immediately cried out coldly, "Stubborn—"