Seeing the depressed expressions on Elder Gongsun, Wang Wei and the other disciples, Yuan Qing became even more complacent. He coldly snorted and then loudly said, “Did you all see this? This is what it means to overestimate one’s capabilities. Everyone, you must learn from this and not repeat the failures of that brat called Chu Feng.”
“That’s right. Although cultivation is precious, one’s life is even more precious. We must all love our lives and not do things that overestimate one’s capabilities like giving away one’s life.” The crowd also shouted in agreement.
“It would appear that a lot of people wished for my death.”
“Regretfully, I might have to disappoint you all.” Right at the moment when everyone felt that Chu Feng had died, Chu Feng’s voice was suddenly heard.
Turning to the sound, the crowd saw that a figure was rapidly flying toward them. In the end, he landed among the crowd. This person was none other than Chu Feng.