"I'm still alive!"
In the bedroom, Cheng Feng suddenly sat up, looking as if he had seen a ghost.
He remembered very clearly that he had detonated a 'Rage of Lightning', and had perished alongside Ironwood Dengke.
At that time, he was blown to pieces, and there was not a single hair left.
But now, he was lying in bed full of vigor.
"Is it an illusion?"
"It must be so. I must have killed that bastard, Tie Mu Dengke!"
Cheng Feng pinched his body hard, thinking that he wouldn't feel anything.
Unexpectedly, a sharp pain rushed into his mind and woke him up in an instant.
He knew very well that he was not dead this time!
"Why didn't he die?"
Cheng Feng clenched his fists. "If I didn't die, wouldn't that bastard, Ironwood Dengke, still be at large?"
"Oh my god, are you playing with me?"
Cheng Feng was the young master of the Cheng family of Sky Star City, the Divine Feathers Dynasty, and Hidden Dragon County.
His talent in cultivation was not bad, but he was too lazy to work hard.
Because he had a grandfather who doted on him, a kind father, and an elder sister of a peerless genius.
Cheng Feng's initial plan was to live a carefree life under the protection of his family.
However, all of this was shattered by Tie Muting.
Ironwood Dengke was the number one clan in the Divine Feathers Empire, the number one genius of the Ironwood clan.
He practiced martial arts at the age of eight, reached the peak of the Human Martial Arts Realm at the age of 12, entered the Earth Martial Arts Realm at the age of 15, and reached the peak of the Earth Martial Arts Realm at the age of 18.
At the age of 20, he not only entered the Sky Martial Arts Realm, but also awakened an eighth-class Martial Soul. He was accepted by Hidden Dragon Academy in the Holy Land of Martial Arts. He could be called a monster!
However, it was all thanks to Cheng Feng's older sister, Cheng Qingxue, who had helped him achieve such an achievement.
Cheng Qingxue was born with a Nine-apertured Exquisite Body. If a warrior practiced within 100 meters of her, he could achieve twice the result with half the effort. If he practiced within 10 meters of her, he could travel thousands of miles per day.
If he married her, he would not only be able to cultivate as if he had the help of gods, but he would also be able to increase his rank when his Martial Soul was awakened.
After Tie Muting learned of this, he took the opportunity to approach Cheng Qingxue and win her heart.
His cultivation increased by leaps and bounds, and he became a renowned genius in the entire Divine Feathers Dynasty.
In the end, this person was full of wild ambitions.
After he got the approval, he actually had evil thoughts.
Not only did he abandon Cheng Qingxue, but he also secretly ordered the elders of the Iron Wood family to carry out a cruel purge of the Cheng family.
Cheng Feng was lucky enough to survive, but he could only watch as his family members collapsed one by one in a pool of blood.
After the great change, Cheng Feng tried his best to expose the hypocritical mask of Iron Wood meant to take revenge.
However, the Ironwood Family had a big tree and a deep roots. He was alone and weak. Except for being humiliated, he had no ability to resist.
In despair, Cheng Feng obtained a killing weapon from the Weapon River of the Hidden Dragon Academy, the 'Rage of Lightning', and perished together with Tie Muting.
However, after the explosion of the thunder and lightning, he lay on the bed in the bedroom inexplicably.
"Kid Cheng, do you really want to die?"
Just as Cheng Feng's heart was filled with unwillingness, a voice suddenly rang in his ears.
"Who is it?" Cheng Feng was shocked.
"My name is Nalan Changsheng. I'm a ghost from ancient times."
"Nalan Changsheng? A lone soul?"
Cheng Feng turned his head and looked around, but he didn't see a single person.
"Boy, don't look for me. I'm in your mind."
Nalan Changsheng said, "When your cultivation reaches the Void-breaking Realm and your soul grows stronger, you will be able to see my existence."
"What? You're in my mind?"
Cheng Feng's scalp was a little numb, and he shouted, "How did you get into my head? What do you want?"
"Humph, I was going to sleep in the Thousand Flower Restaurant in Yang City."
Nalan Changsheng said, "In the end, you actually blew up a Thunder Pill and woke me up from my slumber."
"I saw that you were pitiful, so I spent a little effort to push the time gear and bring you to a year ago."
"I'll give you a chance to come back and make up for your regret."
"It's fine that you're not grateful, but how dare you shout at me?"
"What? You pushed the time gear and brought me to a year ago?"
Hearing this, Cheng Feng's head buzzed, and he thought it was a dream. "Impossible, it's impossible!"
"Time can only go forward and we can't retreat. You are lying to me."
"Ignorant!"
Nalan Changsheng berated, "Time is only part of the laws of heaven and earth. As long as one's martial cultivation is strong enough."
"Make time flow in reverse, change the direction of mountains and rivers, catch stars and the moon, and flick your fingers to cover the sky... it's easy!"
After listening to Immortal Nalan's words, Cheng Feng was unable to calm down for a long time.
But in his heart, he believed and accepted it.
Right at this moment, creaking!
The bedroom door was pushed open.
A young man in green clothes came in. When he saw Cheng Feng sitting on the bed, he immediately smiled.
"Young Master, are you awake?"
"That's great. The Family Head also said that you would need at least four or five days to wake up!"
Seeing the young man in green, Cheng Feng's heart was filled with waves.
"Little An? Are you still alive?"
The young man's name was Cheng An, and he was Cheng Feng's personal servant.
However, in his memories, Cheng An had long been killed by Ironwood Dengke with a single slap. He had died an extremely tragic death, and Cheng Feng could clearly remember it.
However, at this moment, Cheng An was standing in front of him.
This was enough to prove that what the mysterious man, Immortal Nalan, said was true.
It was likely that he had really been brought to this place by Nalan Changsheng's heaven-defying methods a year ago.
