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This youngster was too arrogant. He took the initiative to befriend the head of the five swords of the Celestial Sect of Wonders, and yet, he actually said a word of no interest?

"You are strong." After holding back for a long time, Lan Feng finally spoke. His expression was somewhat depressed. A beginner warrior actually ignored him? This was too embarrassing.

Black Wind Yang sent people to help Sun Qian recuperate. Everyone continued to return to the banquet, but their views on Yi Feng were completely different. He had always thought that this young man in white was not outstanding. Now, he knew that this young man's talent was much higher than the Seven Scions of the Clear Spring.

No one could be certain of his future prospects. Perhaps Yi Feng could become a terrifying existence like the three great Patriarchs, or perhaps even surpass them.

The Xuan Feng Yang's attitude towards Yi Feng had changed drastically. However, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't get any useful information from Yi Feng. This young man was full of secrets.

After the feast, the Xuan Dao Sect's disciples were given a large courtyard to live in. There were plenty of rooms inside.

Yi Feng entered his room and did not immediately meditate. Instead, he stood before the window and started meditating.

Yi Feng's understanding of the Dao had always been vague, and he could not control it as he pleased.

The space of the Dao that Yi Feng had used against Tie Ba last time was something that he was simply unable to display. If he could completely control the space of the Dao, then Yi Feng's battle prowess would be greatly enhanced.

But, what was the Dao?

How to master one's own Dao?

At this moment, Yi Feng's heart was filled with confusion, as if he did not know anything and was confused about his future dao.

Under the dark night, the courtyard was silent. The moonlight shone on the window, causing Yi Feng's heart to become abnormally calm.

He had gone from being a good-for-nothing to being able to cultivate, then to being able to fight in the Yuan Dan Stage, being chased into the Nether Tomb, now being trapped in the Nether Tomb, and now having the Xuan Dao Sect's huge monster plotting against him.

But he had never thought of giving up. In every life-and-death duel, he would be able to fight to the death. He would slowly grow stronger, and his path of the Dao would be filled with countless battles.

What was his Dao?

The whereabouts of his parents were unknown, but Yi Feng firmly believed that his parents were still alive. This was an intuition.

Elder Zhuo was the person he respected the most, yet he died for him.

Why was his fate so rough? Why couldn't he live under his parents' knees like an ordinary person? He was only a sixteen-year-old, so why was it that every day, he would be faced with a scheme to kill.

Could it be that this was really the arrangement of the heavens? Was this the so-called Heavenly Dao?

If the Heavenly Dao is really like this, then I, Yi Feng, will not follow it.

My Dao, the Dao of Heaven!

This is my dao. Even if it is the Heavenly Dao, I, Yi Feng, will fight to the end.

Fight! Fight! Fight!

I, Yi Feng, will fight the heavens, fight the earth, and fight the world!

Perhaps Yi Feng didn't know, but it was precisely because of his understanding of the Dao that he finally reached the peak.

On the path of martial dao, one had to follow the dao of the heavens. Yi Feng's dao was one's dao, the dao of the heavens blocked him. To fight against him, that was Yi Feng.

At this point, Yi Feng's heart was clear and he was no longer at a loss. He had his own beliefs about the future path.

Since my martial arts are in constant combat, let's call that the path of war.

He was suddenly enlightened and let go of the burden in his heart. Right now, the most important thing for him was to raise his strength. In front of absolute power, all schemes and tricks were useless.

Just as he was about to turn around and cultivate, he saw a figure in the courtyard.

It was a thin figure, slightly lonely. She wore a white robe, and under the moonlight, she seemed even more lonely. It was Xue Yue.

Yi Feng's heart shuddered involuntarily. He felt a sense of love towards this woman who had always been cold. He pushed open the door and walked out.

Walking slowly to Xue Yue's side, Yi Feng did not say anything. The two of them stood in the courtyard looking at the night scenery.

Under the moonlight, looking at the side of Xue Yue's face, Yi Feng suddenly felt a sense of awe. This girl was even prettier than Lin Shan.

"Why didn't you train, junior apprentice-brother Yi?" Snow Moon's sudden soft voice broke the silence.

"Sometimes people also need to meditate. You haven't slept, right?" Yi Feng didn't believe that he was from the Xuan Dao Sect, so he didn't have Xue Yue as his senior sister.

"Cultivate the heart? "Hur hur, what a great training of the heart." Xue Yue was stunned for a moment, then covered her mouth and laughed.

This was the first time Xue Yue had smiled in front of outsiders, and it was also the first time that Yi Feng had seen Xue Yue smile. Yi Feng's expression instantly froze when he saw Xue Yue smile, and he was no longer cold and elegant.

Seeing Yi Feng staring at her in a daze, Xue Yue's face suddenly became boiling hot. She didn't have any intention of blaming this young man. Instead, she was secretly happy in her heart. What's going on with me? Xue Yue was startled, and she immediately ran towards her room as though she was escaping.

It was only when Xue Yue had left that Yi Feng realized his earlier loss of manners. Yi Feng was after all, a teenager who had not experienced any emotional issues. What happened just now was considered normal.

For some reason, the image of Xue Yue's smile appeared in Yi Feng's mind. Some people only needed a single glance to make you remember them forever. Some people might not even have a shadow in their hearts, even if they were together for ten years.

After standing alone for a while, Yi Feng returned to his room, cleared away all distracting thoughts and began to train.

Tonight, Yi Feng had established his own dao, and Yi Feng would continue to persevere to the end without hesitation. To persevere and remain true to oneself, that was his dao.

In the blink of an eye, the night passed. Yi Feng opened his eyes with a bright glint in his eyes. Apparently, his cultivation had improved a little. It seemed that he would grow faster in battle.

With his current strength, it was not difficult for him to defeat a Martial Master and below. Unless the opponent had a high grade Martial Skill and had many hidden cards.

Besides, he still had the Fire Dragon Armor. Normal people wouldn't necessarily be able to injure him. Not to mention that he still had Purple Cloud Boots. Unless he was a Sky Splitting powerhouse, no one would be able to stop him if he wanted to run away.

After tidying his clothes, Yi Feng pushed open the door and walked out. He was prepared to go for a stroll in Black Abyss City, so he knew too little about the Nether Tomb.

The moment Yi Feng opened the door, the door to the room opposite opened as well. Xue Yue walked out. When she saw Yi Feng, her face turned slightly red as she asked, "Are you going out?"

"Hmm, let's go for a walk. Are you going as well?" Yi Feng said with a faint smile. Recalling the stunning smile he had last night, Yi Feng couldn't help but smile.

"Right." Nodding lightly, Xue Yue walked out of the courtyard.

Looking at Xue Yue's back, Yi Feng suddenly said, "Let's go together."

"Right." However, Xue Yue did not oppose the offer and agreed instead.

The next miraculous scene that occurred in the Xuan Feng Family was that Bing's daughter, Xue Yue, was walking shoulder to shoulder with a young man. A faint smile would occasionally appear on her face.