311: So what if you're a brute? Whether you fight or not is the end of the matter!

Qing Changsheng's words were basically nonsense.

They cultivated quickly by relying on the power fed back from the simultaneous cultivation of tens of thousands of Cultivators below them.

This was equivalent to their Cultivation speed increasing by tens of thousands of times, not to mention Qing Changsheng as the base point.

Ever since he obtained the Dao of feedback, his strength had soared like a rocket.

As early as last year, he had already achieved a Breakthrough to Mahayana, and his current strength was even more unfathomable.

Coupled with the amplification of the surrounding three thousand li of heaven and earth, Qing Changsheng now feared no enemy.

Even if the illusory God came, he, Qing Changsheng, would dare to face Him!

"Qing Qu, call out all the people from the Thirty-Five Profound Sect and have them gather at Danqing Valley."

"A guy who wants to die has arrived."

"True Immortal Sect?" Qing Qu immediately knew who was coming; besides the True Immortal Sect, all other Thirty-Five Profound Sects were under the Danqing Valley.

"Hehe, you'll know when he arrives." Qing Changsheng narrowed his eyes; he was very much looking forward to Chen Heng's arrival now.

After all, the power Chen Heng displayed was quite formidable. He wondered how it would compare to his Way of Reaching Heaven?

...A day passed quickly.

After Luo Shuo's non-stop journey for a day and a night, everyone finally entered the territory of the Chengtian Empire at the moment the morning sun rose.

"How much further?" Chen Heng, who had been resting with his eyes closed, opened them and turned to look at Elder Yang.

"Soon, another fifteen hundred..." Elder Yang was about to speak when he felt the atmosphere between heaven and earth suddenly change.

His whole being seemed to be connected to something, and his spiritual power and life force were draining at an imperceptible speed.

"What's going on?" Elder Yang frowned deeply, and his Divine Sense immediately covered a hundred li radius.

But the moment his Divine Sense was released, it was captured by that connection.

Now, not only were spiritual power and life force draining, but his Divine Sense also began to drain.

"What's wrong?" Chen Heng asked curiously, looking at the deeply frowning Elder Yang.

"Didn't you feel it?" Elder Yang was a little surprised, glancing at Chen Heng and then at the others.

Except for Chen Heng, everyone else was frowning, sensing something.

"No, I just feel like someone is peeking at me." Chen Heng shook his head.

It wasn't that Chen Heng's perception wasn't sensitive enough, but rather that the loss of life force was simply too small.

Coupled with Chen Heng's carefree nature, he just thought he was tired these past two days.

"Big Brother Chen, someone is secretly absorbing our life force and power." Bai Jun explained at this moment.

"Oh, I thought I was just tired recently." Chen Heng didn't mind; that tiny bit of life force was harmless.

Besides, even if his Qi and blood were draining, he wouldn't feel it; the loss wasn't even as fast as the recovery.

"Hurry up and speed up. Once this is done, I still want to go see that ruin."

Chen Heng patted Luo Shuo, urging him.

In Chen Heng's opinion, helping the True Immortal Sect get revenge was a simple matter.

What he was truly interested in was the ruin that produced the Way of Reaching Heaven.

Didn't they say it was similar in nature to the Hundred Corpse Tomb? It could also be considered practice before entering the Hundred Corpse Tomb.

Luo Shuo nodded his big head, increasing his speed... As they got closer to Danqing Valley, the feeling of being plundered grew stronger.

"Alright, stop here." Chen Heng patted Luo Shuo, looking towards the Danqing Valley mountain gate in the distance.

Chen Heng also felt that draining sensation, and the source was within that mountain gate.

It was probably the Valley Master of Danqing Valley causing trouble.

"Young Friend Chen, isn't it a bit unsafe for you to go alone?" Elder Yang still didn't fully understand Chen Heng and asked with some concern.

"Elder Yang, don't worry. Even if all Thirty-Six Xuanmen came together, they wouldn't be Big Brother Chen's match."

Bai Jun was full of confidence in Chen Heng, and casually stepped on his own people in the process.

"You should know that even the evil Dragon was beaten to death by Big Brother Chen, let alone that small Valley Master of Danqing Valley."

"Ah? The evil Dragon, that ancient scourge, was killed by Young Friend Chen?!" Elder Yang froze in place, turning to glance at Qiu Yongling.

His meaning was clear: why didn't you tell me about something like this?

"Of course! Not only the evil Dragon, but also that wutong god corpse and Wutong Sect were all destroyed by Big Brother Chen."

Bai Jun became more and more excited as he spoke, almost floating.

This kid now had a bad habit: he especially liked to boast about Chen Heng in front of others.

"Not worried now, are you?" Chen Heng raised an eyebrow; having someone to play the straight man was not bad.

It saved him from boasting about himself.

"Not worried, not worried." Elder Yang shook his head repeatedly.

Although he wasn't clear about the strength of the Wutong Sect, he certainly knew about the evil Dragon.

That was an existence beyond Mahayana, a great scourge that had persisted from ancient times until now!

If someone of that level had died at Chen Heng's hands, then what did he have to worry about?

"Then, do we need to help?" Although he already knew Chen Heng's strength, Elder Yang still wanted to personally participate.

"No need, just stand back and watch." Chen Heng waved his hand; their presence would only hinder his performance.

When he got excited, who would care so much? If he accidentally injured them, they couldn't blame him.

"Okay, I understand." Elder Yang nodded with some disappointment.

He wasn't a fool; he could naturally tell that Chen Heng disliked them for being too weak.

As a Tribulation Crossing Expert, it was his first time being disliked for being weak... How to put it, it felt a little unpleasant.

"Elder Yang! Is that the Sect Leader?" Just then, Qiu Yongling's exclamation drew everyone's gaze back to the mountain gate.

Outside the mountain gate, a headless corpse hung on a rack.

And the missing head of that corpse was impaled on the tip of a long spear.

"Sect Leader!" Hua Luandao's eyes instantly turned blood red; that familiar face was indeed their Old Sect Leader.

"Old Hua! Calm down!" Elder Yang's expression was also very grim, but he still maintained his rationality.

"I can't calm down! I want to..." Hua Luandao was about to jump off Luo Shuo's back when Chen Heng's gaze glared him back.

"Stay put. I'll beat the culprit half to death and bring him to you."

Leaving that remark, Chen Heng jumped directly off Luo Shuo's back.

In mid-air, Chen Heng directly activated Blood Prison Asura, entering the Blood Prison state, and landed squarely in Danqing Valley.

With a loud boom, more than half of Danqing Valley was instantly smashed.

The once magnificent and artistic buildings turned into ruins, and even the Danqing Valley disciples Cultivating inside were not spared.

"You must be the expert the Valley Master mentioned, right?"

A man with an ordinary appearance but a strong aura walked up to Chen Heng.

He looked up at Chen Heng, his tone full of disdain.

"Heh, the spiritual power fluctuation is pitifully small. So he's just a foolish brute."

"Relying on himself..."

Before he could finish his sentence, Chen Heng's fist had already landed on his head.

The man instantly exploded, turning into a puddle of flesh and mud.

"Blabbering on. So what if I'm a brute? Didn't I just punch you to death?"