Control The World Chapter 11

Ning Wufeng closed his eyes and released his divine sense. His hands danced in the air, and streams of white light emerged from his hands.

The corpse of the giant spider laid in front of him, emitting a strong stench of blood. The black fur was stiff, like thorns.

Ning Wufeng smacked the giant spider on its head and cast the Taotie Taotie Spirit Transformation Technique. A ball of green light emerged from the corpse of the giant spider, which looked like a miniature version of the giant spider. Being restricted by the spiritual force, he struggled with all his might, occasionally screaming at Ning Wufeng.

The Qi Drawing Realm, drawing spiritual power into the body and nurturing it in the spirit vein. The remaining spiritual power after the giant spider died was naturally of the same attribute, so it could also be a.s.similated by Ning Wufeng.

What's the use of struggling? It had savagely devoured the brains of so many people. It should have expected such a day to come.

The corner of Ning Wufeng's mouth curled up. The gains from these past few days were not even close to the amount of spiritual energy this giant spider had. The spiritual energy of a corpse could even take human form, and it shouldn't be too far away from the Mortal Stage Late Phase.

The struggling giant spider's spirit energy was quickly absorbed into his palm and into his spirit vein. The second spiritual vein began to pulse violently. The spiritual energy acc.u.mulated over so many days finally showed signs of a breakthrough.

It had to be known that for the others, from the 4th to 5th level of the Qi Drawing Realm, it took them at least a year or so, and at most, three to five years. It was a good thing that Ning Wufeng's two spirit veins had been continuously nurtured by his spirit energy. Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to receive such a large amount of spirit energy.

Not long after, Ning Wufeng's mind boomed, and the spiritual power in his body suddenly doubled, his Sea of Consciousness also strengthened a lot.

Stepping into the fifth level of the Qi Drawing Realm, his second spiritual vein felt slightly full.

It seemed that he had to hurry up and find treasures of heaven and earth and open a new spirit vein.

Ning Wufeng clenched his fist and flicked his finger. A stream of spiritual power shot towards the cave as if it was cutting through tofu.

The strength of the 5th level of the Qi Drawing Realm had risen to 7000 jins. With the abnormal observation power of his soul consciousness, even if he had to fight a ninth level Qi Drawing Realm cultivator, Ning Wufeng was confident in his ability to fight.

He stood up and shattered the giant spider with a single palm. Without spiritual energy, the giant spider was only left with an empty sh.e.l.l, scattering to the ground like the wings of a cicada.

Suddenly, a strange fragrance drifted out from the depths of the cave. Ning Wufeng raised his eyebrows. The so-called spirit treasure of a desolate beast …

Most powerful dire beasts settled down in places with treasures of heaven and earth. When the treasures of heaven and earth matured, they would devour them and raise their strength. After that, he would search for the next heavenly resource.

Moreover, these beasts were much more capable than human cultivators at finding treasures.

Ning Wufeng carefully walked towards the depths of the pitch-black cave. Luckily, the cave wasn't too deep. After walking a few steps towards the source of the fragrance, he saw a beam of white light shooting down from the top of the cave, illuminating a shallow pond.

The shallow pond was only three feet wide, and there were three or four green lotus leaves floating in the air. The lotus leaves were only palm-sized, sparkling and translucent like jade agates. The fragrance was coming from a white lotus flower that was surrounded by lotus leaves.

The white lotus was only the size of a thumb. It was mini in size, but it was extremely delicate. It was like a natural handicraft. And what made Ning Wufeng's heart beat faster was that the white lotus was surrounded by dense spiritual power.

"Skyheart Lotus, haha, big brother, we really came to the right place this time!" An ear-piercing laughter came from outside the cave, making Ning Wufeng frown.

"I never thought that not only is a piece of trash hiding secrets, but he is also so lucky. Fortunately, we didn't kill you last time. Otherwise, we would have lost a heavenly great fortune. " Wu Chuan's figure also appeared.

The two brothers tightly blocked the exit of the cave.

"Hmm?" Ning Wufeng frowned. They were the ones who killed him last time? He remembered that the man in the lead had an obvious totem on the back of his hand. That was …

The two brothers Wu Chuan and Wu Jiang were unable to contain their excitement. The method Ning Wufeng used to absorb the giant spider's spirit energy was breathtaking. In just one hour, he had advanced from the 4th level of the Qi Drawing Realm to the 5th level. As a result, they had been watching from the side and had not launched any sneak attacks.

This was because the two brothers immediately saw hope when they saw Ning Wufeng's spiritual incantation. Their spirit veins were not very good to begin with. The eighth level of the Qi Drawing Realm was almost at the end of their cultivation. If they could obtain Ning Wufeng's spiritual art, then there was hope for the ninth level or higher.

"No wonder a trash like you can increase your strength so quickly. So it was the mysterious Spiritual Art in your hands." If you obediently hand over your spirit art, the two of us brothers might let you go. " Wu Jiang said with a sneer, his face showing impatience.

The corner of Ning Wufeng's mouth lifted slightly as he lightly said, "That will depend on whether you have the ability or not." He moved and took the initiative to attack Wu Jiang.

With his spiritual sense, he could tell that Wu Jiang was slightly weaker.

Moreover, the two brothers blocked the only entrance to the cave, so he had no way out.

"A mere fifth level Qi Drawing Realm cultivator like you, why are you not willing to surrender? What are you trying to create?" Wu Jiang sneered. He asked his brother Wu Chuan to help him rush to the frontlines and fight against Ning Wufeng.

Wu Chuan stared coldly at Ning Wufeng, calmly guarding the entrance to the cave to prevent Ning Wufeng from escaping. On the other hand, Wu Jiang, who was at the eighth level of the Qi Drawing Realm, would have no suspense when facing Ning Wufeng, who was at the fifth level of the Qi Drawing Realm.

The moment Wu Jiang attacked, he had already opened the Spirit Art attack.

Scorching Sun Palm!

The Wu Clan's Common Tier Middle Rank Spiritual Art. Even if he wasn't a direct descendant of the Wu family, it would still be difficult for him to obtain high-grade Mortal Realm arts. The power of this Fierce Sun Palm was not to be underestimated.

The palm wind had just risen and a wave of heat surged towards his face. Ning Wufeng was secretly delighted. These two brothers were too arrogant, they actually only sent one person to deal with him. As long as he could injure one of them severely while they were unprepared, the rest would be much easier to deal with.

He released his soul consciousness. When he was ten steps away from Ning Wufeng, Wu Jiang's speed suddenly slowed down a lot.

Ning Wufeng threw a fist full of power at Wu Jiang, like a raging bear. It moved towards Wu Jiang.

With a bang, Wu Jiang sent a palm flying, sending Ning Wufeng flying ten feet away. A piece of his clothes was also burnt by the scorching heat.

"Haha, you overestimate yourself. Now that you know the difference in strength, you should obediently hand over the items and avoid a lot of pain! " Wu Jiang burst out laughing, dealing with a mere fifth heaven cultivator. With a flip of his hand, he could take it down.

Wu Chuan also gradually relaxed his guard. He was only a 5th level Qi Drawing Realm cultivator. He could probably cause a ruckus in front of two cultivators at the eighth level of the Qi Drawing Realm. It seemed that he had been too cautious.

Ning Wufeng continued to wander as he fought against Wu Jiang. From time to time, he would be sent flying by Wu Jiang's Scorching Sun Palm, and blood would seep out from the corner of his mouth. His clothes were tattered.

"Trash is trash. "Looks like eldest young master is being too cautious." Wu Jiang laughed coldly, his attacks becoming even sharper.

"It's over!" Wu Jiang sneered.

The Fiery Solar Palm flew around, illuminating the entire cave. It opened and closed, shooting towards Ning Wufeng. After playing around for so long, he was no longer interested.

The chance had come!

Ning Wufeng's pupils constricted as a bright light flashed across his eyes. Coincidentally, in Wu Jiang's eyes, he felt a chill in his heart. How could this be?

It was just a mere fifth level Qi Drawing Realm, how could he feel threatened?

However, the next moment, Ning Wufeng made his move, and the Broken Armor Spear struck out brazenly. Under the power of his spiritual sense, Wu Jiang's speed visibly slowed.

"Pure Yang Sword Art - Rising Sun."

The tip of the spear burst into a ball of bright light, shooting towards Wu Jiang with an inexplicable sense of threat.

With a bang, Wu Jiang's palm landed on the Broken Armour Spear. Instantly, his hand swelled up and the skin on his palm fell off inch by inch.

"Common Tier High Rank Spiritual Art!" His expression changed.

"Pure Yang Sword Art — Shining Sun Style!"

Ning Wufeng's attack speed was extremely fast, and just as Wu Jiang was thinking about this, he had already activated the second style. A spiritual energy rushed out from his spirit vein and poured into the Broken Armor Spear, and the entire body of the spear was like a dazzling white dragon as it roared out.

Wu Jiang was shocked and quickly retreated. However, the speed of the spear was too fast. In a moment of haste, he flipped his palm to meet the spear.

Crack *

The explosive power of the spear instantly shattered one of Wu Jiang's arms into fine powder. Wu Jiang screamed miserably in pain as he fell down and retreated.

"Pure Yang Sword Art — Sunset Stance!"

The afterimage of the spear light was unleashed and pierced towards Wu Jiang's chest.

"How dare you!" "He dares to hurt my brother and is courting death!" Wu Chuan's eyes almost popped out of their sockets. This was all happening too quickly. The 5th Heavenly Layer, Ning Wufeng, was actually able to suppress the 8th Heavenly Layer, Wu Jiang, in an instant.

With a 'swoosh', Ning Wufeng's spear tip was pointed at Wu Jiang's forehead.

Cold sweat dripped down from Wu Jiang's face. The cold air from the spear seemed to be death itself.

In an instant, the cave quieted down.

Wu Chuan and his brother were inseparable since they were young. Now that his little brother's life is at stake, Wu Chuan's heart burned with anger, but he still forced a smile and said, "Ning Wufeng, let go of my little brother. Otherwise, you won't be able to walk out of this cave."

Whoosh …

The tip of Ning Wufeng's spear was suddenly half an inch away, piercing through the skin between Wu Jiang's eyebrows.

"Putong!" Wu Jiang was so scared that he fell to his knees. An unpleasant smell came from below.

"Stop, stop, stop. Let's talk properly." Wu Chuan immediately tried to curry favor with him.

Ning Wufeng raised an eyebrow and asked lightly, "I want to know, who sent you here?" In fact, he had some answers in his heart, but he wasn't too clear about the cause and effect.