Chapter 107: Terrifying Growth Rate

“Is this the person? Why is he here again? Isn’t he a Pill Master?”

“I’m not sure! But this person can really endure it!”

“I heard that this person has completely given up on pill refinement?”

“I’m not sure, but there are people who can’t endure it anymore! They’re ready to find trouble with him!”

“…”

Many people immediately began to whisper when they noticed Zhou Feng’s arrival in the Life-Death Arena.

This was because Zhou Feng had come here countless times.

Normally speaking, Zhou Feng shouldn’t have come to the Life-Death Arena as he should be studying the art of refining pills. Why did he come here again?

As mentioned earlier, the Life-Death Arena was a place specially used to increase actual combat experience.

The Tri-Gu Sect didn’t want to nurture cultivators who only knew how to cultivate. Actual combat ability was also very important.

Thus, the Life-Death Arena came into being. The sect would capture some vagabond cultivators and powerful demonic beasts and imprison them in the Life-Death Arena.

Then, anyone in the blessed land could apply for training.

Ever since Zhou Feng had entered the blessed land, he had spent most of his time in the Life-Death Arena.

“Begin!”

With an order, a cultivator wearing a steel bracelet appeared in front of Zhou Feng.

Although this opponent was wearing a steel bracelet, he was a Grade-5 Soul Altar cultivator. It was said that before the Tri-Gu Sect captured him, he was still the Sect Leader of a sect.

Unfortunately, not only was he now a prisoner, but he had also become Zhou Feng’s grindstone.

“Kill!”

Qin Xiang’s dispirited appearance changed, and he suddenly exploded with power.

‘I finally have a chance! As long as I can hold this person in front of me hostage, I will at least have a bargaining chip.

‘The disciples in this blessed land should all be elite disciples nurtured by the Tri-Gu Sect. Even if I can’t escape in the end, killing one or two of them will be considered payback.’

“Demon-Devouring Battle Art!”

Facing the crazed Prime Minister Qin, Zhou Feng appeared eerily calm, and the Demonic Qi in his entire body churned.

Compared to before he entered the blessed land, his current strength had increased exponentially.

First, with the help of sufficient resources, all of Zhou Feng’s Spiritual Qi had been converted into Demonic Qi.

This meant that he had already achieved a small success in the Demon-Devouring Technique.

Then, there were all kinds of passive kills, which allowed Zhou Feng’s power to skyrocket.

The Life-Death Arena was simply a place specially prepared for him. He could freely grind his three passive stacking skills: Master Hunter, Soul Harvesting, and Whetstone.

The various demonic beasts in the Life-Death Arena allowed Master Hunter to stack hunting marks to an exaggerated level. Every type of demonic beast was a different species, after all.

Zhou Feng didn’t even need to search for them personally. He could simply find them there. He now had 40 hunting marks, meaning Zhou Feng had 40 points of perception.

40 points of perception! What kind of concept was this? Even Zhou Feng didn’t know.

He only knew that his perception could even sense the spirit vein below the ground.

That surging and turbulent Spiritual Qi was constantly traveling beneath the ground.

And during this period, Zhou Feng was able to sense everyone that was spying on him.

This included several Elders/ He was also able to sense the aura that had already surpassed the Soul Altar realm.

A passive skill like Master Hunter was truly too formidable once it was stacked.

Moreover, Zhou Feng discovered that Master Hunter’s upper limit was not as low as he had imagined.

This was because there were so many species in this world. Every different demonic beast meant that there was a different species.

Therefore, Zhou Feng’s conservative estimate was that he could stack hundreds of hunting marks.

Other than Master Hunter, the passive Soul Harvesting had also been triggered many times.

The continuous harvesting of souls had allowed the power of his divine soul to increase continuously.

In less than a few days, Zhou Feng could feel that his Soul Altar was already saturated and was once again ready to transform.

That’s right!

He was about to forge his Grade-7 Soul Altar!

It had only been a few days since his last breakthrough.

Such a speed of advancement made Zhou Feng experience a familiar feeling once again.

Such a speed of advancement was his previous cultivation speed.

Moreover, in the sect’s blessed land, these few growth-type passive skills finally had room to display their strength.

The newly obtained Whetstone had also been triggered 30 times, besides the two passive skills above.

Whetstone was the most easily triggered passive skill compared to the two passive skills above.

He only needed to experience a battle of the same level.

Since entering the blessed land, Zhou Feng had fought more than 30 battles in total.

Therefore, his endurance had increased by more than 30 points.

Moreover, he also discovered the benefits of the increase in endurance.

This endurance was not just a literal endurance—it included the speed of stamina recovery, the speed of Spiritual Qi recovery, the speed of Blood Qi recovery, and so on.

In the simplest words, it directly increased his battle endurance ability.

Originally, he could only fight for an hour. Now, he could fight for at least ten hours, which was a tenfold increase.

The terrifying battle endurance coupled with Old Skin’s defense points enabled Zhou Feng to engage in a battle of attrition with the enemy, slowly depleting the enemy’s energy.

As the passive skills continued to increase, the combination of the passive skills from before and the newly acquired passive skills increased Zhou Feng’s battle prowess by several folds.

“Die!”

Like a huge wave, the surging Demonic Qi slammed against Qin Xiang’s body.

Armor-Piercing Spear took effect.

“Can’t block it?”

A look of disbelief appeared on Qin Xiang’s face. His protective layer of Spiritual Qi was unable to block this attack completely.

‘That’s impossible! Why is this attack so strange? My protective layer of Spiritual Qi has clearly not been shattered!’

Zhou Feng was already numb because every opponent before him had basically the same expression.

As his cultivation increased, the passive Armor-Piercing Spear’s power also showed itself. It directly ignored all defenses and attacked the physical body. It was too powerful!

The most terrifying thing was that after Zhou Feng’s Spiritual Qi had transformed into Demonic Qi, which had all sorts of negative effects.

Once this Demonic Qi entered the opponent’s body, it would continuously devour the opponent’s Spiritual Qi.

The Demonic Qi coupled with the passive Armor-Piercing Spear was a god-killing combination.

Qin Xiang already felt that Zhou Feng’s Demonic Qi was constantly assimilating the Spiritual Qi in his body.

As time went on, if he didn’t get rid of the Demonic Qi in his body, Zhou Feng wouldn’t even need to take action personally. Prime Minister Qin would be finished.

“Damn it! Why can’t I hit him!?”

Under the terrifying desire to survive, Prime Minister Qin began to attack crazily.

But what made him despair was that Zhou Feng seemed to see through all of his intentions. He would dodge by a hair’s breadth every time.

Could you imagine the despair that you felt every time your attacks missed by a hair’s breadth?

Coupled with Zhou Feng’s wooden expression, Prime Minister Qin almost collapsed.

‘Just where did this monster come from!?’

He was a Grade-5 Soul Altar cultivator! His Soul Altar had already transformed several times! Why was he at a complete disadvantage in battle!?