Strongest Medical Saint-Chapter 732: No Difference from a Straw Bag

The Ascending Sky Ladder exerts an oppressive force on cultivators from the Lower Realm.

Of course, if one does not step higher than about six meters above the ground, this oppressive force from the Ascending Sky Ladder will not exist.

Above six meters, the higher one steps into the air, the greater the oppressive force felt. Of course, for cultivators from the Middle Realm, the oppressive force of the Ascending Sky Ladder has little impact.

However, when Middle Realm cultivators stand in the sky and cast long-range Immortal Techniques, their power dissipates before reaching the ground, all due to the influence of the Ascending Sky Ladder, which is why Meng Lipeng had to come down from the Ascending Sky Ladder to deal with Shen Feng!

Zhao Qingyuan had never expected Shen Feng to reject him, let alone speak to him with such disdain.

The Demon-Suppressing Zhao Family is one of the top two forces in the Middle Realm! Not just in the Lower Realm, even in the Middle Realm, countless cultivators are breaking their heads trying to join the Demon-Suppressing Zhao Family!

One could say that the gold-lettered signboard of the Demon-Suppressing Zhao Family should have seamless access throughout the Lower Realm and Middle Realm. Yet here was this ignorant kid, not playing by the rules at all!

Feeling Meng Lipeng’s life force growing weaker, Zhao Qingyuan’s forehead bulged with veins, and the withered palms in his sleeves clenched into fists. As an Inner Sect Elder of the Demon-Suppressing Zhao Family, after he had delivered his piece, Shen Feng should have been groveling at his feet like a dog.

In an impassioned fury, he exploded and shouted, "Boy, don’t refuse the toast only to drink the forfeit. I’d like to see which Sect in the Middle Realm here dares to accept you! You are doomed to stay in the Lower Realm forever!"

Then, he pointed towards a huge gap in the distant sky.

From this gap, no Ascending Sky Ladder descended. With an indifferent tone, he said, "Of course, I could show you a clear path to the Middle Realm through this gap!"

"But without the Ascending Sky Ladder of a Middle Realm Sect, it will be filled with chaotic Space Laws. You might as well give it a try!"

Zhao Qingyuan obviously harbored ill intentions. Every time the Dragon Leap Gate event occurred, a gap would appear whenever a Middle Realm Sect arrived.

Although the gap indeed led to the Middle Realm, its space was extremely turbulent. Some had tried to use this gap to go directly to the Middle Realm, but none of them ever arrived; they all perished in the chaotic space.

Even Middle Realm powerhouses like Hua Lingfei and Zhao Qingyuan would not dare to enter such a gap.

In response to Zhao Qingyuan’s words, Shen Feng had no intention of replying. His ten fingers once again danced across the zither strings.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!——"

In the air.

The screams of Meng Lipeng never ceased, as his skin and flesh were fully consumed by flames. Now, even his internal organs were rapidly burning to destruction!

Seeing that Zhao Qingyuan dared not step down from the empty air, Meng Lipeng completely fell into despair. The extreme pain in his body became unbearable, and he finally said to Shen Feng weakly, "Please, I beg you, I know I was wrong, I truly realize my mistake, please spare me this once."

In the face of Meng Lipeng’s pleas for mercy.

Shen Feng continued to play the Soul Ignition Battle Tune. At a certain instant, after Meng Lipeng’s internal organs were thoroughly incinerated, he completely stopped breathing.

The Mysterious Fire Phoenix Hawk subsequently withdrew its flames, its ferocious gaze now fixed on cultivators like Fang Yisheng, Yan Haisong, and Du Meirong who had supported Meng Lipeng.

Finding themselves under the gaze of the Mysterious Fire Phoenix Hawk, Fang Yisheng and the others felt breathless. Du Meirong shouted, "Kill this bastard, and as long as we kill this bastard, we will have hope of surviving."

Upon hearing this.

Not only Fang Yisheng and Yan Haisong, but all the cultivators who had mocked Shen Feng earlier suddenly had an epiphany. Each of them heightened the aura within their bodies to the extreme, their figures instantly charging towards Shen Feng.

However, with the aid of the Soul Ignition Battle Tune.

The Mysterious Fire Phoenix Hawk was much faster than cultivators like Fang Yisheng, flying at low altitudes below six meters.

As it swooped over the heads of the attacking cultivators aiming at Shen Feng, its wings flapping non-stop, bursts of raging flame erupted from within its wings.

Seconds later.

The Cultivators who launched attacks on Shen Feng, including Fang Yisheng, Yan Haisong, and Du Meirong, were all enveloped by extreme flames.

The weaker Cultivators succumbed first to the burning flames and breathed their last.

The air was filled with intermittent screams of agony and pleas for mercy.

Fang Yisheng, Yan Haisong, and Du Meirong eventually began to regret their actions. Under the suppressive aura of the Mysterious Fire Phoenix Hawk, they too couldn’t move a muscle, and the extreme pain contorted their faces beyond recognition.

Before Fang Yisheng and the others could beg for mercy, Shen Feng said indifferently, "Don’t waste any more time."

Upon hearing this,

The Mysterious Fire Phoenix Hawk immediately increased the temperature of the flames, and in the next second, Fang Yisheng, Yan Haisong, and Du Meirong were reduced to nothing but bones.

The surrounding Lower Realm Cultivators, who had chosen to merely observe, continuously swallowed their saliva, secretly relieved that they hadn’t supported Meng Lipeng; otherwise, they would be on their way to death by now.

At this moment,

Lu Xiangfu, Ji Kongnian, and the others finally felt a sense of relief.

As for Xu Shuncang, he was rendered completely speechless. He had thought several times that he had seen through Shen Feng, but this young man kept pulling off incredible miracles, leading him to transmit a message to Xu Ziyue, "Truly a dragon among men, he just lacks an opportunity to take the Dragon Leap Gate. How is he to reach the Middle Realm now? It would be such a pity if he remained trapped in the Lower Realm!"

Xu Ziyue nodded in strong agreement, her beautiful eyes shining even more brightly.

While the surviving Lower Realm Cultivators were deep in thought,

Shen Feng stopped playing the zither, took out another storage ring, and collected the bones of Meng Lipeng and the others. He planned not to waste these bodies and would absorb them properly once he reached the Middle Realm.

Neither the people of the Middle Realm nor the Lower Realm could guess Shen Feng’s actions.

After he had collected all the bodies into the storage ring,

His gaze shifted back to Zhao Qingyuan in the sky, and then, sitting cross-legged, he resumed playing the Soul Ignition Battle Tune.

Zhao Qingyuan noticed Shen Feng’s murderous gaze and, wearing a look of disdain, thought, as long as he doesn’t descend from the Ascending Sky Ladder, what can the power-enhanced Mysterious Fire Phoenix Hawk do to him?

If the Mysterious Fire Phoenix Hawk really dares to defy the oppressive force and charge to the high altitude where he was, it wouldn’t be difficult to kill the Phoenix Hawk bearing the brunt of the pressure in such a condition!

"Kid, don’t waste your energy. You can’t even harm a single hair of mine, do you really think we Middle Realm Cultivators are all straw bags?"

"If you managed to injure me, then I will cut off my own head and give it to you as a stool to sit on!"

Zhao Qingyuan wore an indifferent expression on his face. If it had been the Middle Realm, where his Cultivation was not suppressed, he could have extinguished the Mysterious Fire Phoenix Hawk in an instant, even after Shen Feng had enhanced its combat power. At the moment, he was seething with suppressed rage.

As his words fell,

Shen Feng began to play the Soul Ignition Battle Tune with one hand, while the other held the Hidden Edge Sword!

Hua Lingfei and the others from the Middle Realm were even more shocked to see Shen Feng play with one hand, and yet the fluidity and power of the music remained undiminished.

The higher the level of Zither Master music, each note played requires full concentration; a slightest mishap could potentially lead to a backlash from the power within the tune.

In the current Middle Realm, there seemed to be no Zither Masters who could play with one hand, could there?

What level has this man’s Zither Master proficiency reached?

Shen Feng didn’t bother with what they were thinking, looking at Zhao Qingyuan in the sky, he said, "Clearly to me, you are no different from a straw bag."