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"What's that sound?"

"It seems to come from the shore."

"It must be that man and woman."

"Who is that person, so arrogant? Telling us all to roll out?"

The man is named Chen Feng, and the woman is named Xia Li.

Seeing these people pointing and discussing him, Chen Feng couldn't help but sneer, stepped forward, and with a few swipes of his right hand in the air, streams of spiritual energy instantly condensed into a sphere in the palm of his hand.

Chen Feng casually tossed the energy sphere, which sped like lightning, crashing towards an open space on the right.

"Bang!"

The energy ball smashed into the ground, instantly blasting a huge crater, dust swirling around, and the whole island trembled slightly.

The sounds of discussion vanished at once, leaving only the whistling of the sea breeze across the island.

The crowd stood like statues, stationary and with faces full of disbelief.

"What... what was that?"

"It looks like... a spell."

"This spell, it's too powerful."

Someone swallowed hard, stammering.

It was truly terrifying; had that energy sphere fallen on them, it would likely have blown them to smithereens, leaving no bone or corpse.

With a lopsided sneer, Chen Feng said coldly, "I'll give you one hour to get off the island immediately, or I won't mind killing you all."

He indeed had the capital to say such a thing.

He was incredibly strong and had practiced powerful spells, like the energy sphere he had just thrown. If it had hit the crowd, cultivators below the realm of Spirit Cultivation would likely have been killed instantly.

Chen Feng himself was a cultivator at the pinnacle of the Spirit Cultivation Realm.

Nevertheless, his arrogant words still incited dissatisfaction.

"Who the hell do you think you are?" A foreign man stood up, a giant hammer materializing in the palm of his right hand; he was a Spirit Attacher, with a hammer as his spirit attachment.

The man grasped the hammer and shouted, "Think you're so great because you know a few spells? You dare to challenge us?"

Most of those who came to this island were not weaklings, and many forces were directly sent by national governments.

This unknown young man came and told everyone to roll, offending all the cultivators on the island in one sentence.

Chen Feng stared at the man, sneered at the corner of his mouth, said nothing, and raised his arm slightly. With a seemingly casual wave, a torrent of violent energy condensed out of thin air and transformed into a hand that reached for the man.

The man's face turned pale with horror, trying to dodge, but couldn't escape the speed of the hand, and his body was caught and lifted high into the sky by it.

Chen Feng clenched with his right hand from a distance, and the man held by the hand let out a scream, instantly exploding into pieces, his bones scattering on the ground.

This move left everyone astonishingly shocked.

What kind of technique was this? Casually squeezing to death a Spirit Attacher!

Some who recognized this man couldn't believe it, "Mar was a C-level Spirit Attacher! And he was killed by a single strike!"

C-level, that's the realm of Spirit Cultivation.

All the cultivators, all the Spirit Attachers, seeing Chen Feng killing Mar in one move, had their expressions turn grave.

Trouble had indeed come their way.

Chen Feng struck with success, a triumphant look on his face as he haughtily said, "Who else? Step forward if you wish to die!"

Such arrogance, such wildness!

"Fellow daoist, your behavior is overly arrogant," a middle-aged man in his forties called out as he stepped forward, his brows furrowed, facing Chen Feng, "Your cultivation level may be strong, but as I see it, you have only reached the peak of the Spirit Cultivation Realm and have not broken through to the Golden Core Realm."

"The strongest members of various sects have already gone to the Secret Realm out at sea and are not here. You can be arrogant now, but once they return, the one who is likely to die is you," the middle-aged man attempted to intimidate Chen Feng with these words.

Chen Feng, upon hearing this, was not only unafraid but instead, his face turned angry, "What! They actually went to the Secret Realm? Hmph! They must have learned that the Rakshasa Sect was coming and hurried to the Secret Realm before us!"

"The Rakshasa Sect?"

"I seem to have heard of this sect before."

The disciples and Elders from the sects left to guard the island frowned slightly, ruminating on this.

Suddenly, someone's face showed shock as they blurted out, "The Rakshasa Sect, it's the Rakshasa Sect!"

"What are you shouting about? Is the Rakshasa Sect that impressive?" someone said with disdain.

The person's voice was panicked, trembling as they spoke, "The Rakshasa Sect is part of the Ancient Sect, the Ancient Sect's Rakshasa Sect! They come from the Ancient Sects!"

"The Ancient Sects!"

Perhaps the crowd hadn't heard of the Rakshasa Sect, but the term "Ancient Sect" was not unfamiliar to any of them.

When they learned that the man and woman before them were from an Ancient Sect, their faces no longer bore disdain and mockery, but were filled with shock and astonishment instead.

The Ancient Sects, mysterious and more powerful than the eight sects of Xuan Country as per the legend.

The Ancient Sects held many legends in the world, yet they remained very low-profile, seldom appearing in public and rarely engaging with the secular world.

But each of the Cultivation Sects and families from the Ancient Sects was an indisputably powerful Cultivation force.

Anyone who emerged from an Ancient Sect should not be underestimated, no matter how young they might be.

Because every one of them was a master of spells.

Seeing that the crowd recognized his identity, Chen Feng's smile widened with a few more degrees of pride as he said, "Now that you know we are from an Ancient Sect, why don't you scram? Or do you really want me to take action and kill you all?"

A muscular young man with a shaved head and short hair standing on end like steel needles.

The man said, "What does it matter if you are from an Ancient Sect? We are from the military of Xuan Country. No matter how powerful your Rakshasa Sect may be, do you dare to provoke the military?"

A flash of surprise crossed Chen Feng's eyes, and he muttered softly, "The military of Xuan Country, indeed, I had forgotten about them, a formidable opponent no doubt."

"Since you belong to the military, then stay," Chen Feng, though arrogant, also knew how to measure the situation, what kind of people he could kill, and whom he shouldn't offend.

As the young man said, no matter how powerful the Rakshasa Sect was, could it be stronger than Xuan Country?

If he dared to disrespect the military today, they could call in helicopters and missiles at a moment's notice to obliterate the Rakshasa Sect from the face of the Earth.

The other forces heard this and were furious.

It should be known that although the Ancient Sects were strong, these forces were not weak either.

Many foreign powers were not weaker than the Ancient Sects; it's just that their leaders were not present at the moment, so they dared not speak out.

However, if Chen Feng thought to drive them all away just like that, he was being overly fanciful.

Xia Li, who had been silent all this while, suddenly said, "Let's not deal with them for now. With just our strength, we can't compare to them; let's wait for the Master and the others to handle it upon their arrival. Our priority now is to get to the Secret Realm before those powers do."

Chen Feng thought for a moment and then said, "Then let them stay here a while longer."

With a sneer, Chen Feng, full of disdain, said, "A bunch of trash, even if you stay here until death, you'll remain trash."