Supreme Battle King

A hysterical scream was heard from Mo Feihong's mouth. Everything in front of him was pitch black, and blood was spurting out from all five of his orifices. He had already reached the brink of death.    

He was in a hopeless situation, and there was no way for him to survive.    

All his memories disappeared like a receding tide. Mo Feihong felt that he was dead for sure. He didn't even have the strength to resist. He could only wait for the arrival of the God of Death unwillingly.    

"This is bad. The Saint hidden in the depths of Feihong's mind is really up to no good..."    

At this critical moment, a golden figure stepped into the spatial zone where Mo Feihong was. He had a slender figure and a delicate face. Under the two black sharp eyebrows, a pair of eyes that was as bright as the sun shone with a blazing light, making people not dare to look at him directly.    

Without a doubt, he was Chiang Zhan.    

Ever since they met in Azure Cloud Tavern, Chiang Zhan had been able to see the Divine Saint Stage Sovereign Expert hidden in Mo Feihong's body. He was the Spear Saint. He had wild ambitions and malicious intentions. Otherwise, he wouldn't have allowed Mo Feihong to refine the Fortune Ancient Character that belonged to him.    

However, after the Meng brothers fled in a panic, Chiang Zhan wanted to remind Mo Feihong, but after Mo Feihong hastily greeted him, he left alone.    

This situation made Chiang Zhan more and more worried. Therefore, after he and Huangpu Rouqing took a break once again, they impatiently went to the space where Mo Feihong was.    

At this moment, Mo Feihong's face was ferocious, his facial features were twisted, and blood kept spurting out from his seven apertures. He looked extremely miserable and miserable.    

Chiang Zhan had seen many battles, and he had seen a lot of things. With just a glance, he could tell that the Divine Saint Stage Sovereign Expert hidden in the depths of Mo Feihong's mind was trying to possess him. And it was going to succeed soon. Although he was shocked at this moment, he was as calm as ice, incomparably calm.    

"A mere remnant soul dares to harm Feihong? You're courting death!"    

Boom!    

Chiang Zhan let out a cold snort, then unleashed an incomparably powerful soul power. Like a landslide or a tsunami, it rushed into Mo Feihong's mind.    

This was an unimaginably powerful soul power. It had far surpassed the Spear Saint's remnant soul. It was like a world-destroying torrent that could destroy the heaven and earth and bury all the gods. All of a sudden, the spear Saint's remnant soul turned into a blazing Spear Light.    

"Argh..."    

Another shrill cry rang out, but this time, the one who was in danger was the Spear Saint.    

This peerless expert who had once dominated the world, had schemed for a long time, wanting to possess Mo Feihong. Unfortunately, he had never thought that Mo Feihong had a master as powerful as Chiang Zhan.    

What was even more tragic was that before the Spear Saint's soul recovered to its peak, Mo Feihong had met Chiang Zhan. Although he had tried to persuade Mo Feihong to kill him after failing several times, Chiang Zhan had arrived in time.    

This was the fate of the Spear Saint, and no one could change it.    

In fact, not to mention that the Spear Saint had yet to recover to his peak state, even if he was still a Divine Saint Stage Sovereign Expert, he would still die if he offended Chiang Zhan.    

Rumble!    

The loud sound was like thunder, deafening to the ears.    

The Spear Light formed by the Spear Saint's remnant soul was struck by Chiang Zhan's invincible soul power, and it immediately collapsed. Following that, all of the soul power was wiped out.    

"Wah!"    

Feeling the shattered soul power gather together once again, and all of his memories appeared one by one, Mo Feihong's heart was filled with joy and excitement.    

He spat out another mouthful of blood, and his two dim eyes stared at Chiang Zhan with gratitude.    

"Thank you, Master, for saving my life!"    

Struggling to kneel on the ground, Mo Feihong kept kowtowing. His heart was burning. He knew that he had eyes but failed to see through the Spear Saint's scheme. If it wasn't for his Master's divine weapon, he would have died a long time ago.    

"Feihong, are you alright? Get up quickly. You have to be more careful in the future, especially when you encounter some big shots. You must never let your guard down."    

Chiang Zhan smiled faintly and pulled Mo Feihong up. This precious disciple had extraordinary talent. He had a bright future ahead of him, and was destined to become a peerless expert in the future. Unfortunately, due to his noble status... He was young and lacked knowledge and experience. In addition, his path of cultivation had been smooth sailing. As a result, he had a simple mind, and that was why he had been schemed against.    

Mo Feihong couldn't be blamed for this. After all, although he had experienced some bloody battles, he wasn't worth mentioning when compared to Chiang Zhan. Naturally, he couldn't be like Chiang Zhan, who could see through all schemes.    

In addition, even someone as smart as Chiang Zhan had been schemed against before, such as Divine Martial Sect Master.    

After experiencing so many things, he naturally had experience. Chiang Zhan firmly believed that Mo Feihong wouldn't be fooled easily after the crisis of possession.    

"Remember Master's teachings. Feihong will be careful in the future." Mo Feihong sighed. He was secretly glad that he met his Master this time. Otherwise, he would have become a walking corpse by now.    

Chiang Zhan nodded his head when he heard this. Just now, he had unleashed a powerful soul force and rushed into Mo Feihong's body. He could feel that the Fortune Ancient Character in his disciple's heart was the word 'demon', and the other Fortune Ancient Character was the word 'spear'. These two Fortune Ancient Characters were very important to him. However, they were family after all, so he was too embarrassed to ask for them.    

After all, this kind of Supreme Strange Treasure that was spat out from the Fortune Ancient Well was extremely important to Mo Feihong in increasing his strength. Even if the other party was willing to give it to Chiang Zhan, he would not accept it.    

It was destined to have no fate with the word 'demon' and the word "spear." Chiang Zhan's mood became much lower. This was also him. He clearly needed the Fortune Ancient Character, but he was still thinking for Mo Feihong. If it was someone else, even if they were master and disciple, they would still kill him.    

"Feihong, I will now send the experience of breaking through to the seventh level of the Witch God Spell into your mind. After that, you will start cultivating in seclusion. Once you break through, your strength will be comparable to a Divine Monarch Stage super expert..."    

As his thoughts flashed, the corner of Chiang Zhan's mouth revealed a bitter smile. He then shifted his attention to Mo Feihong and said.