Chapter 36: The Spirit Reveals Itself

The spirit user attacking Gu Feng trembled all over, realizing that someone truly did not fear death, that someone could disregard their own life for their goal. As Gu Feng was about to be slain, his assailant's face contorted into something demonic, and he roared, "Die!"

"Is this the end?"

"Brother..."

Except for Gu Yan, everyone watching believed Gu Feng was doomed.

"Ding! Killed a Level Two Spirit User, gained 6,500 experience points, acquired five resurrection points."

"Level up?"

Gu Feng's experience had reached the threshold. Without hesitation, he chose to level up.

"Ding! Level reached nine, all injuries repaired, new skill acquired: Shield Defense."

Shield Defense: When cast, the user's defensive power explodes to a minimum of twice and a maximum of three times their usual strength. Duration: one to five seconds.

Now at level nine, Gu Feng not only recovered from his wounds, his power surged dramatically.

The bandit spirit user's attack was imminent. In his mind, he pictured Gu Feng being cleaved in two, blood spraying everywhere.

Liang Zi and the others closed their eyes, unable to bear watching.

Gu Feng finished reading the description of Shield Defense; now was the perfect moment to use it.

"Shield Defense!"

At the final instant when everyone believed Gu Feng was finished, he extended his palm, blocking the bandit spirit user's broadsword.

To the onlookers, the gesture seemed childish.

But as the broadsword descended, a shield-shaped light appeared in an instant, shimmering gently and stopping the blade.

Everyone stared in disbelief.

"Die!"

Gu Feng's other hand, holding a short sword, slashed fiercely at the bandit.

The bandit, whose attack had been blocked, was still lost in astonishment. As danger approached, he snapped awake.

"How is this possible?"

He looked at Gu Feng's face, which bore a smile and eyes brimming with excitement.

He swung his sword back to defend.

Pfft!

An attack from a Dong family spirit user pierced his heart.

Blood gushed from his mouth; the bandit spirit user was dying. Gu Feng was shocked. "No! My experience points!"

Pfft!

Gu Feng's short sword slashed the bandit's neck. Blood sprayed, ending his life.

"Ding! Killed bandit spirit user, gained 4,500 experience points."

Shield Defense faded. Seeing his experience points rise, Gu Feng was overwhelmed with excitement.

A few more bandits and he could level up again.

He looked at the remaining bandit spirit users, his gaze blazing, and shouted, "Kill them!"

The other spirit users snapped back to reality. The strongest bandit spirit user was dead; a level one had also fallen. Now was the perfect chance to eliminate the rest.

"Kill!"

The bandit spirit users were terrified, panic-stricken, and filled with disbelief. Such a powerful force, now being hunted instead.

"Run!"

As they fled, every bandit glanced at Gu Feng, vowing to remember his face. In the future, he must die.

These were all experience points—how could he let them escape?

He reacted quickly, chasing after them with speed matching any spirit user.

"Die!"

The last bandit spirit user was struck by three simultaneous attacks.

"Not good!"

The spirit user was alarmed, risking everything by burning his spiritual energy to escape.

Instantly, his speed soared, overtaking his companions and fleeing.

Although temporarily safe, his face was dark and grim—burning spiritual energy destroyed his talent and would set back his cultivation.

The spirit user surpassed by the fleeing bandit sensed danger behind him and, in panic, also burned his spiritual energy to escape.

Though he lost his future, survival was preferable to death.

"Gentle Wind's Binding."

A wind-type spirit user cast a skill; suddenly, a breeze stirred in the cave, and all the bandits felt their bodies sink as if bound by countless slender ropes. Their speed slowed.

All the bandit spirit users cried out, "Damn!"

"Good chance!" The pursuing spirit users rejoiced, attacking even more fiercely.

These bandits had tried to kill them before—how could they not bear a grudge?

Gu Feng watched the spirit users, excited and shocked, and shouted, "Don't kill them outright! Let me finish them off!"

These were all experience points!

The spirit users assumed Gu Feng was seeking glory and agreed to let him deliver the final blows. His talent was undeniable; none dared offend him.

"Damn it! Fight them—killing one is a fair trade, killing two is profit!"

The bandits, ruthless by nature, turned savage when cornered. Their ferocity was intimidating.

Seeing this, the pursuing spirit users grew timid; their charge faltered.

"Kill!"

Gu Feng was fearless—these were all experience points. He darted past the other spirit users and attacked.

The others blushed in shame. A single youth was braver than all of them—where could they show their faces?

"Kill!"

"You're asking for death..."

The bandit spirit users hated Gu Feng to the bone. If they could kill him now, even dying themselves would be worth it.

To have such a prodigy die with them—they feared nothing.

Suddenly, seven or eight attacks flew toward Gu Feng.

Such a terrifying joint assault startled him.

"Shield Defense!" Then he turned and fled.

"Kill!"

The spirit users behind Gu Feng swept past him, joining the attack.

Eight bandit spirit users struck at Gu Feng; their strength was spent, new energy not yet gathered—a perfect moment to slay them.

Dodging the attacks, Gu Feng turned back and charged.

"Die..."

"Ah! Let's do this!"

Unable to escape, four bandits burned their spiritual energy. If they couldn't flee, they'd drag their enemies down with them!

The two bandits who had already burned their energy were pale, their cultivation dropped to Warrior Level Ten.

In battles of this caliber, only someone as monstrous as Gu Feng dared participate—they took the chance to escape.

Gu Feng targeted the two, pursuing them.

With his current strength, killing two degraded spirit users was effortless.

Gu Feng wondered if their loss of cultivation would affect the experience gained.

"Die!"

"Damn it! I'll take you down with me!"

The bandit's aura erupted in chaos; his body began to swell—he was about to self-destruct. He charged madly at Gu Feng.

The other bandit, seeing this, was delighted and ran for his life.

If he could escape the cave, thousands of bandits outside could shield him, and he might survive.

"Damn!"

Gu Feng turned and fled. A spirit user's self-destruction—even a degraded one—was deadly as long as spiritual energy remained.

"Die!"

Boom!

"Ding! Killed half-step spirit user, gained two thousand experience points."

A thunderous explosion shook the cave, cracks spidered across the walls, blood and flesh mixed with shattered stone littered the ground.

Everyone but the bandits was alarmed—was the cave about to collapse?

"Haha! Damn you all, if you want me dead, I'll take you with me!"

A bandit, gravely wounded and surrounded, knew his life was over even if he escaped. He chose to self-destruct, seeking to drag everyone down.

"Not good! Retreat!"

"Die!"

Boom!

Crash!

A full spirit user's self-destruction unleashed enormous power; at last, the cave crumbled under the strain.

Gu Feng cried out in panic, "Sister!"