Prohibition of Modifying System Health Points

Qianqian silently wept, nodding vigorously as she said:

"Master, don't worry, I will definitely help Senior Sister and Junior Brother."

By now, Qianqian also understood. Her master had persistently refused to eat the Vermilion Fruit, surely because he had given all of them to her, to save the Qilin.

Seeing her master's injuries now, she roughly understood.

Her master probably couldn't hold on much longer.

Through her soundwave perception,

his heart meridian had been pierced.

Without the Vermilion Fruit, this was almost certainly a fatal wound.

At that moment, the Ancient Clan Martial Saint looked at Chen Feng in surprise.

"To think his defense is so strong."

"He actually wasn't killed by my single finger strike!"

"Let's see if you can take another one!"

"Middle Chong Sword!"

Another beam of sword energy shot out.

Chen Feng gritted his teeth, one hand clutching his chest, the other tightly clenched into a fist.

Once again, he activated the Indestructible Golden Body.

The next moment, the Indestructible Golden Body shattered once more.

Chen Feng violently coughed up several mouthfuls of blood.

A bowl-sized bloody hole, clear through from front to back, appeared in his abdomen.

This time, his weakening of the sword energy was limited.

After the sword energy passed through his Indestructible Golden Body and his physical body,

it directly blasted a bloody hole in the Spirit Crane's back.

The Spirit Crane couldn't help but let out a mournful cry.

But it immediately said to Qianqian and Chen Feng,

"Once we cross the White Tiger Abyss ahead, we'll reach Black Tortoise Mountain."

"You must hold on!"

"Within Black Tortoise Mountain, there are remnants of Black Tortoise essence energy that can help you and the Qilin recover from your injuries."

Chen Feng slowly raised his head and looked down below.

He saw a massive abyss, pitch black like ink, without a single glimmer of light.

On the other side of the abyss was a round, turtle-shell-like stone mountain.

Chen Feng spat out a mouthful of blood.

Just then, a system prompt rang in his mind!

[Prohibited from using any means to modify system HP values!]

At this moment, Chen Feng almost lost his composure and kicked the bucket on the spot.

"I'm about to die!"

"And you're telling me some lame joke!"

Chen Feng, with one hand clutching his chest and the other his dantian,

looked at the approaching Ancient Clan Martial Saint.

Baring his teeth, he revealed a frenzied smile.

Once again, he used the Indestructible Golden Body.

The Martial Saint was also stunned.

He felt that, if he wasn't mistaken,

his second finger strike should have pierced through Chen Feng's dantian.

So why could the other party still use martial techniques now?

"How is this kid so bizarre!"

"I refuse to believe this!"

He raised his hand and pointed out another finger.

Shao Chong Sword!

Chen Feng knew that his current Indestructible Golden Body could hardly weaken the enemy's attack any further.

And he himself had reached his limit.

Two fatal wounds had already made his legs weak

and his vision go dark.

An ordinary person would have died several times over by now.

Just before losing consciousness,

Chen Feng mustered his final strength to strike out with a palm, hoping to weaken the opponent's attack power a bit more.

This palm strike barely fused the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms and the Tathagata Divine Palm,

releasing several golden dragons.

The next moment, the golden dragons disintegrated upon contact.

Then the Indestructible Golden Body was broken for the third time.

Chen Feng's right arm, which had delivered the palm strike, was also pierced by this beam of sword energy.

Along with his entire shoulder, it turned into a mist of blood.

Chen Feng could no longer hold on.

His entire body was also sent flying by this finger strike.

"Master!"

Qianqian wailed, trying to grab her master.

But she was a step too late.

Before losing consciousness,

Chen Feng murmured in a low voice:

"Don't be afraid, Qianqian..."

The next moment, his body fell, plummeting straight into the White Tiger Abyss.

The Spirit Crane originally wanted to catch Chen Feng's body with its beak.

But upon seeing the pitch-black White Tiger Abyss below,

the crane controlled this impulse.

From its altitude of a thousand meters, it didn't feel much.

But once within five hundred meters of the White Tiger Abyss,

one would instantly be pulled into it.

Even the previous Flood Dragon-Serpent would not escape death.

The Qilin, which had been held in the Spirit Crane's claws all along,

watched as Chen Feng fell into the White Tiger Abyss.

By now, its wound had completely stopped bleeding.

Its lower body was gradually regrowing an abdominal cavity.

It had even grown a new, small heart.

The Qilin clearly heard Qianqian's wails on the Spirit Crane's back.

It looked again at the falling Chen Feng.

It had witnessed the entire battle.

Having interacted with Chen Feng multiple times alongside Qianqian before,

it had long noticed this human's strange ability:

his HP values were not drained by the Kunlun Mountains.

Even after his dantian was just pierced,

he could still use HP to execute martial techniques.

The Qilin, having regained some strength, broke free from the Spirit Crane's grasp.

It chased after Chen Feng's falling body.

Now with only its front claws and its body severely injured,

it could no longer execute its lightning-fast speed.

It could only fly slowly through the air towards Chen Feng.

The Spirit Crane was startled.

It urgently cried out:

"Qilin, what are you doing!"

"That's the White Tiger Abyss below!"

"You must not go!"

Soon, Chen Feng's body entered the airspace within five hundred meters above the White Tiger Abyss.

A powerful suction force instantly multiplied his falling speed several times over.

Almost in the blink of an eye, he was swallowed by the pitch-black abyss.

The Qilin, its eyes fixed on Chen Feng, also flew into the White Tiger Abyss without any hesitation.

A desperate cry made the Qilin unable to resist looking back.

It saw Qianqian also leap from the Spirit Crane's back, wanting to jump down.

But in the end, she was caught by the crane's claws.

Tears welled up in the Qilin's eyes.

This child it had watched grow up, it would never see again.

It turned its head and continued chasing after Chen Feng.

Freed from the burden of the Qilin's massive body,

the Spirit Crane's speed increased dramatically.

In an instant, it flew into a cave opening within Black Tortoise Mountain.

"Qianqian, close the door quickly."

Black Tortoise Mountain had always been the Qilin's dwelling.

Only the Qilin, and Qianqian whom the Qilin recognized, could control the closing and opening of Black Tortoise Mountain.

This was also the hiding place from which the Qilin commanded all living beings of the Kunlun Mountains.

Every time the Kunlun Mountains opened to the outside world,

the Qilin would have all the birds and beasts hide within Black Tortoise Mountain

to prevent them from being hunted by outsiders.

Viewed from the outside, Black Tortoise Mountain was just a large, round mountain.

But its interior was larger than the entire Kunlun Mountain range.

Carved on the stone walls within the mountain was Black Tortoise Mountain's greatest secret:

The Black Tortoise's Heaven-Devouring Belly holds a universe within!

Exactly how large, no one knew.

At that moment, the Martial Saint watched as the Qilin fell into the White Tiger Abyss.

He couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

He had originally intended to capture the severely injured Qilin and offer it to the Flood Dragon.

Never expecting it would be pointlessly buried in the White Tiger Abyss.

He executed Ladder Cloud Leap, ascending another hundred meters into the air before daring to cross over the White Tiger Abyss.

He was very clear about how dangerous this natural chasm was.

Almost no creature could fly within five hundred meters above the White Tiger Abyss.

And any creature that fell into the abyss had never come out.

Soon, the other lagging Martial Saints also caught up.

These people all avoided the White Tiger Abyss.

Upon learning that the Qilin had fallen into it,

everyone sighed without exception.

"What a pity! We originally wanted to use the Qilin's precious blood to get closer to the Flood Dragon."

"What kind of auspicious beast is this Qilin! Our Ancient Clan protected it for thousands of years, yet in the end it was unwilling to repay us."

"Never mind the Qilin. Let's capture Qianqian first."

"And that Spirit Crane, it's best to kill it too."

"Once the Spirit Crane recovers from its injuries, it will likely become an enemy of the Ancient Clan!"

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