The Devil's Tribulation

Chapter 915 Cleaning up the portal

Nanzhou Holy Flame Island, in the Holy Flame Realm.

Inside the cabin, Pan Chengfeng's face was flushed red, and dozens of lightning and fire snakes, each as thick as a finger, slithered across his body, his aura constantly rising.

"Not enough, not enough..." Pan Chengfeng muttered, his face flushed, as he continued to adjust his hand seals, "It should be able to get stronger..."

As the hand seals were adjusted, the aura gradually increased.

Originally, using the Nascent Soul Realm Soul Fire could only raise one's level to slightly more than the fourth level of the Nascent Soul Realm, but now it has been raised to the peak of the fourth level.

Pan Chengfeng was still adjusting his hand seals when his cultivation level suddenly plummeted, instantly returning him to his original state.

Pan Chengfeng exhaled and said, "My cultivation level has improved a bit, and I can last a little longer. I can maintain it for about three minutes now."

Pan Chengfeng had been in seclusion in the cabin for ten days, experimenting more than a thousand times with the soul fire of his Golden Core and Nascent Soul, and finally achieved some results.

Pan Chengfeng scanned the area with his spiritual sense and saw that those people were squatting outside waiting for him again.

Pan Chengfeng knew that something must have happened from Nangong Tian's side, but he was currently powerless and injured, so taking them there would only be suicide.

Thick eyebrows furrowed as he said, "Never mind, losing the demon-accompanying grass is better than losing my life. I was just a little bit away from succeeding..."

Pan Chengfeng is not short of Heavenly Treasure Pills. During his last trip to the Bone Realm, in addition to two Demon-Companion Grasses, he also obtained three more. However, only he and Shangguan Yun knew about this.

The demon-accompanying grass that these people outside risk their lives for is dispensable in Pan Chengfeng's eyes.

But these Nascent Soul and Void Refinement cultivators from the Thunder Control Sect are all elites of the sect, and he would feel heartbroken if even one of them died.

After all, Shangguan Yun had already made it very clear that he would be the future sect leader, and everything in the Yu Lei Sect would naturally belong to him, including these disciples.

Pan Chengfeng took out his soul fire and began forming hand seals, ignoring the people outside, and continued trying to form the seals.

And just like that, three days passed.

Inside the small house, Pan Chengfeng's aura continued to rise until it stopped at the fifth level of the Nascent Soul Realm.

Pan Chengfeng silently counted in his mind, one second, ten seconds, thirty seconds, until he reached one hundred and ninety-eight seconds before his breathing began to subside.

Pan Chengfeng smiled slightly and said, "That's about enough. If we want to take it a step further, it won't be possible in the short term."

Pan Chengfeng closed his eyes and adjusted for a while before taking out a bright red soul fire.

After thinking for a few seconds, Pan Chengfeng put away the soul fire from the Nascent Soul stage and said, "Let's just use the one from the Void Refinement stage. Whether we succeed or not depends on this!"

As he spoke, he replaced the soul fire in his hand with one of the three soul fires from the Void Refinement Realm.

Pan Chengfeng clenched his fist, and soul fire shot out in all directions. He began to form hand seals, and a huge amount of soul power was absorbed into his body.

With each completed hand seal, the aura steadily increased: Nascent Soul Realm, second level, peak of the second level, third level, peak of the third level...

Pan Chengfeng was at the peak of the seventh level of the Nascent Soul Realm. His face was flushed and his hands stopped moving. However, his aura remained at the peak of the seventh level of the Nascent Soul Realm, and he could not break through to the eighth level of the Nascent Soul Realm.

Pan Chengfeng knew he had reached his limit and began to count silently.

Three minutes later, Pan Chengfeng's aura returned to the first level of the Nascent Soul Realm. He stroked his chin regretfully and said, "I almost broke through to the eighth level of the Nascent Soul Realm, sigh..."

After sighing, Pan Chengfeng thought for a while and muttered, "My magic power has increased by more than two times. This is all I can do for now. It should be enough to deal with Nangong Tian."

After adjusting for a quarter of an hour, Pan Chengfeng waved his hand and dispelled the formation.

As soon as the formation was dispelled, several communication talismans shot in instantly. Pan Chengfeng didn't bother to listen to them, simply waved his hand to destroy them, and said indifferently, "Come in, all of you."

With Pan Chengfeng's permission, about ten people immediately rushed in.

Ye Bufan, being the most skilled, was naturally the fastest. He was the first to arrive in front of Pan Chengfeng and said, "Captain Pan, are you healed? We need to move out immediately!"

Upon hearing this, Pan Chengfeng chuckled and said, "Judging from your tone, did Nangong Tian fail?"

Ye Bufan was about to speak when Xin'er stopped him, saying angrily, "You people are really going too far..."

"Xin'er, let him speak~" Pan Chengfeng pulled Xin'er to his side and said, "Senior Brother Ye, please continue. What's the situation with Nangong Tian?"

Ye Bufan was now in a real bind, so he didn't care what Xin'er was saying and continued, "Three days ago, Nangong Tian and the others fought against the Three-Headed Demon Lord."

As you predicted, Nangong Tian and his team failed.

The formation was indeed very effective at first, limiting the demon sparrow's mental attacks.

When the three-headed demon lord was driven into a desperate situation, the late-stage seventh-order double-tailed rock scorpion suddenly unleashed the power of a seventh-order perfect master, instantly destroying the formation.

Caught off guard, the cultivators of the Southern Continent suffered heavy casualties, and Nangong Tian was also injured while trying to save people.

Now is the perfect opportunity for us to strike!

After Ye Bufan finished speaking, everyone stared intently at Pan Chengfeng, seemingly waiting for his decision, but actually pressuring him.

Although Nangong Tian was injured, he was still beyond their ability to handle. Only Pan Chengfeng could stop Nangong Tian.

Looking into those greedy eyes, Pan Chengfeng sneered inwardly, "A bunch of greedy bastards!"

However, for the sake of unity, this could not be said openly. Pan Chengfeng simply nodded and continued to ask, "Did that Azure-Eyed Heavenly Heart Toad use any supernatural powers?"

Everyone was taken aback, and then shook their heads.

Li Ke said, "That toad has been spraying poison. Although the poison is potent, if we are careful, there shouldn't be any major problems."

Pan Chengfeng was too lazy to waste words with them, and stretched comfortably, saying, "Go back, everyone. There's no need to rush. Let's talk about it after that toad has used its magic power."

Pan Chengfeng is not afraid of any mental attacks, physical attacks, or magical attacks; what he fears most is poison!

After suffering losses so many times, how can you not learn your lesson?

Hearing Pan Chengfeng's words, everyone was unhappy, especially Li Ke and Ye Bufan.

With Xin'er around, the people from the Beast Taming Sect didn't dare to get angry, but Li Ke was from the Ghost Taming Sect, and Ye Bufan also had his own family's team.

Li Ke suppressed his anger and calmly said, "Junior Brother Pan, you've been saying 'wait' for half a month now."

You should know that the longer we wait, the more cultivators there will be in the southwest two continents.

During this period, the number of cultivators in the southwestern continents has increased significantly, from 50,000 to over 100,000.

"If we continue to wait, the situation will only become more unfavorable for us in Dongzhou!"

Ye Bufan chimed in, "That's right. If we wait any longer, Nangong Tian's injuries will be healed. Can you guarantee you can stop him then?"

Pan Chengfeng said calmly, "I didn't stop you. If you want to go, then take your people with you."

The two men were speechless, their faces turning grim. If they could defeat Nangong Tian, ​​why would they need to beg Pan Chengfeng for help? They would have already gone to steal the Companion Demon Grass.

Pan Chengfeng was feeling quite pleased when a voice that annoyed him rang out: "I'll go with you!"

Pan Chengfeng narrowed his eyes and said, "Yu Jiancheng, I hadn't even noticed you until you made a sound. Perfect!"

As he spoke, Pan Chengfeng waved his hand, and the formation rose again. Inside the small wooden house, everyone panicked and quickly mustered their magical power.

Yun Feiyang and Chen Jie immediately rushed to Pan Chengfeng's side, and Yang Jing followed closely behind.

Ye Qinqin glanced at Ye Bufan, and finally lowered her head to come to Pan Chengfeng's side.

Li Ke, Ye Bufan, and Ge Siqin were puzzled as to why Pan Chengfeng suddenly unleashed such a strong murderous aura, as if he wanted to devour people.

But besides the Thunder Control Sect and the Beast Control Sect, only their Ghost Control Sect is left here.

Li Ke said with a solemn expression, "Pan Chengfeng, have you thought this through? Do you really want to turn against my Ghost Control Sect here?!"

Ignoring Li Ke, Pan Chengfeng looked at Ye Bufan and said calmly, "Senior Brother Ye, I'll give you one last chance. Come here!"

Ye Qinqin also quickly sent a telepathic message, offering kind words of advice.

After two breaths, Ye Bufan snorted and reluctantly walked behind Pan Chengfeng, then casually found a place to sit down.

"Everyone who was supposed to come has arrived," Pan Chengfeng said to Li Ke, "Senior Brother Li, step aside. I'm going to clean house!"