The Chance Left Behind

In an instant, dark clouds blanketed the sky, and an oppressive aura spread out.

The sky within a thousand-mile radius suddenly turned gloomy, bringing a heavy oppressive aura to the entire ground, causing many creatures to cower and tremble under this pressure.

"What a sudden change in weather."

Yi Feng shook his head. He was not afraid at all since he had come prepared this time, having readied two super large parasols.

He just felt bad for those taking a crap out here.

Taking a dump outdoors and getting caught in a downpour, the discomfort...

Sigh.

Sit down and wait for a bit.

"You guys sit too!" Yi Feng said softly.

Hearing this, the two nodded, but kept their eyes on the ominous aura in the sky without daring to relax one bit.

Gradually, the storm clouds overhead grew denser and denser.

Then, under the two's tense gaze, two thunderbolts as thick as water buckets slowly gathered.

"So terrifying!"

The two felt their scalps tingle, and with no preparations, they had no idea how to deal with this. All they could do was hope that Yi Feng would make a move.

Finally.

The thunderbolts drew nearer and nearer.

The two were on tenterhooks.

Sir, why haven't you made a move yet?

Just at the critical moment, Yi Feng suddenly walked out from under the parasol, thinking that it was about to rain and he should tidy up the pot he had used to cook snake soup earlier.

But the instant Yi Feng stepped out from under the parasol, the two slanted thunderbolts trembled violently before slowing their descent dramatically.

At this moment, the two thunderbolts seemed to possess intelligence, revealing looks of fear.

It was as if this human figure innately struck terror in them.

Then, to Zhu Rou Rong and Li Yi Han's shock, the two thunderbolts tumbled in midair before disappearing in a flash.

"What?"

This scene stunned Zhu Rou Rong and Li Yi Han.

They had assumed that even if Yi Feng could help them withstand this tribulation sent by the Heavenly Dao, it would still take some effort.

But who could have imagined that the thunder tribulation, representing the Heavenly Dao, would be directly frightened away by the sir?

Hiss!

What divine abilities was this?

This was a tribulation of the Heavenly Dao!

Even tribulations sent by the Heavenly Dao were frightened away. Just what level of cultivation was the sir at?

The two felt that the highest level of cultivation in their knowledge probably wasn't even one-ten thousandth of the sir's.

At this time.

The two also discovered that their Dantians had silently undergone some changes, their strength increased by who knows how many times, and they had unknowingly grasped something relating to a domain.

They were stunned for a long time.

They didn't expect to easily overcome the Second Life Divine Tribulation like this.

The sir was truly terrifying!

After a while, those who had gone to relieve themselves also returned. Their breakthroughs naturally took more than just a moment.

But having come out with Yi Feng, they had also prepared an array formation that could briefly control the flow of time. They completed their breakthroughs inside the formation, and not even half an hour had passed outside.

Still, half an hour was not short.

With a dark expression, Yi Feng said, "You guys sure took your time shitting. Aren't you afraid of getting hemorrhoids?"

Everyone's expressions were awkward.

"Sir, it's our mistake. We will definitely improve next time, definitely improve." Wu Yonghong and the others quickly apologized.

Meanwhile, Li Yi Han didn't dare utter a word, like a chick.

Just now, taking advantage of Wu Yonghong and the others, she had also entered the formation and personally witnessed the breakthroughs of four Martial Saints. This had already brought her sufficient shock.

As for herself, she had directly soared from the Martial King realm to Martial Emperor from just drinking a little.

Yet she didn't dare drink any more. With her cultivation, even if the medicinal efficacy of the soup had been adjusted by Yi Feng to be more gentle, she still wouldn't be able to handle more of it. She could only store the rest in a container to bring home.

"Alright, let's continue on our way!"

Yi Feng looked at the sky. Thinking the weather was still fickle and it likely wouldn't rain again for now, he urged everyone to hurry on their way.

After packing up, everyone prepared to leave.

When they were about to depart, Yi Feng had wanted to bring the pot of snake soup, but recalling that everyone who ate it got diarrhea, he indignantly kicked it over.

Spending a whole morning just to cook this thing.

Dissatisfying!

Everyone looked at the pot with complex expressions.

This soup was more precious than ambrosia, yet he had casually kicked it over with a word.

It pained their hearts!

But they also understood that for the sir, this was nothing at all. After all, he could cook this kind of soup anytime.

A few miles away.

Over a thousand cultivators stood in place.

In addition to the original Blowing Snow Mountain Villa, Wind and Cloud Valley, and Imperial Sword Sect, the later Heavenly Sword Sect, Demon Sound Sect, and other big and small family forces had all gathered here.

All of them wore looks of lingering fear.

"Just now, was that an Imperial Tribulation from the Heavens earlier?" Shuqinhuahai asked in shock.

"That frightening movement, I think so," Fifth Sky replied.

"Just what exactly happened there that two Imperial Tribulations appeared at the same time, with two Martial Emperors simultaneously breaking through!" Yun Xianque also said in shock at the side.

Everyone shook their heads, none knowing what had happened.

What made them even more confused was that the Imperial Tribulation had clearly already descended, yet it had flown back up.

But they knew.

The place where the Imperial Tribulation had descended was precisely where Yi Feng's group had camped.

"Report, those seniors have left."

At this time, a disciple brought news.

Almost the instant his voice faded, nearly everyone moved, scrambling to rush forward.

The fastest were none other than the Li family Patriarch Li Shuhua, Imperial Sword Sect's Yang Tianyu, Demon Sound Sect's Xue Qinzhu, Blowing Snow Mountain Villa's Fifth Tianming, and Wind and Cloud Valley's Yun Haotian.

These people were the top experts of Nansha.

They were the first batch to arrive at Yi Feng's campsite.

"There doesn't seem to be anything special here!"

Yun Haotian observed his surroundings and murmured.

"Right, but let's still take another look. Who knows, that sir might have left behind some fortune," Yang Tianyu said.

"Well said. Even something casually discarded by that sir could potentially be invaluable to us," Xue Qinzhu said with feeling. More than anyone, she understood how amazing that person's capabilities were.

Perhaps just a piece of discarded toilet paper could allow her Demon Sound Sect to prosper for ten thousand years if brought back.

"Hmm?"

At this time, Fifth Tianming picked up a pot on the ground and looked at the bit of soup still inside that hadn't been spilled. A pondering look appeared on his face.

"This is..."