765: C765 The Power of the Stars

C765 The Power of the Stars

After that, a force that was different from Mental Energy was born from within the Mental Energy fire. Something like Divine Sense was basically impossible to give birth to unless one was at the Golden Core stage.

The root of it was that a cultivator's mental energy was not strong enough, and the spiritual sense could not be produced. However, Zhao Feng had absorbed over a hundred ghosts, and with the help of the ghosts, he had already produced his spiritual sense.

In this kind of situation, let alone the current Cultivationless Age, Even in the most prosperous era of the Immortal Cultivators, This kind of situation was rarely seen.

This was equivalent to when a person of the same level was still a small fish in the shallow water, you had already entered the sea and became the overlord.

This feeling was just like when you were still a little cute and new on the surface, but in the dark, you were already a big shot who had experienced hundreds of battles.

Of course, it might not be appropriate to put it this way, but when Zhao Feng was in the Qi Cultivation stage, he already had his divine sense. This in itself was not a simple matter.

However, his method of using divine sense was too simple. Apart from the fire of his mind, there was no other way to use divine sense.

It was as if he had a treasure mountain, but he didn't know how to use it. A true Golden Core Realm expert... Sometimes, a single thought could kill someone without being noticed, and the only thing he could use was his Divine Sense.

Of course, Zhao Feng didn't obtain nothing after his Mental Energy transformed into his Divine Sense. His Mental Energy transformed into his Divine Sense, and it allowed him to utilize the flying sword within his Dantian with his current cultivation.

However, it was limited to the size of a toy. If he wanted to turn it into a normal flying sword, he wouldn't be able to do it without sufficient Vital Spirits.

However, this was enough. How sharp was the small sword in his dantian? He had seen it before. In many cases, it was a trump card.

Besides, Zhao Feng didn't think that this small flying sword was a deadly weapon. On the contrary, this form of flying sword would be more stealthy.

At this moment, the addition of a trump card undoubtedly gave Zhao Feng more confidence.

The moment he opened his eyes, the entire world seemed to have changed. It was as if a veil had been lifted in front of him.

Strands of starlight sprinkled onto the ground. It seemed to contain a different kind of power.

Zhao Feng had never seen this before. Could this be the world in his eyes after he used his divine sense?

In a certain way, divine sense was an evolution of one's mind power. Once one's mind power became stronger, the world in front of them would become different.

Zhao Feng reached out his hand and touched the energy contained in the starlight, but he missed it.

Obviously, The power of the stars wasn't something ordinary people could control. Even if Zhao Feng could see them, he wouldn't be able to control them.

Otherwise, what kind of thing was the Quan family at the bottom of the mountain?

The power of the stars was extremely overbearing. Since ancient times, the person who could control this power wasn't a famous figure.

After Zhao Feng tried a few times, he stopped competing with them. After all, he didn't have a way to absorb the power of the stars. No matter how many times he tried, the result would still be the same. There was no need for him to go all out on this.

Zhao Feng sat up from the ground and stretched. He had gained a lot from this trip to the Quan family. Putting aside the fact that hundreds of ghosts had disappeared, what kind of blow and panic had the Quan family suffered?

Just by relying on his spiritual power to evolve into divine sense... In this aspect, he had made a huge profit.

At this moment, Zhao Feng's gaze turned serious as he looked at a certain spot at the foot of the mountain. "What's the difference between doing something like this right under my nose and telling me what you want to do?"

At the foot of the mountain, a ghost dressed in black was roaming about, and there were quite a few people from the Quan family hiding around him.

If it was before, Zhao Feng might not have noticed it. But now, his psychic power had evolved into his divine sense. His senses were much sharper than before. Under such circumstances, the Quan family's tricks naturally could not be hidden from him.

Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly stopped in his tracks. Since the Quan family had set him up, they wanted him to go in. Then he might as well make good use of it.

As he thought about it, Zhao Feng came up with a plan in his mind.

...

Under the mountain, somewhere in the grass.2

"Big Brother, what do you think the thing that eats ghosts is? Will we be his match?"

A young man said timidly.

The other young man next to him snorted. "What are you afraid of? Even if we are no match for him, the family is right behind us. As long as we make any noise, the family will exclude support. At that time, no matter how powerful the thing is, it won't be able to cause any trouble."

Hearing this, the timid young man felt a little more at ease. He turned his head slightly and looked in the direction of a clan. It seemed that this way, he would be able to calm himself down.

At this moment, the surroundings suddenly became quiet.

The first one to arrive was the ghost that was used as bait. The ghost's spiritual energy was stronger than that of a human's. This was an innate advantage, and there was no way to change it.

As the bait, he naturally had to be careful. After all, among the more than 300 ghosts that had gone missing these days, many of them were friends that he knew.

Naturally, he was extremely wary of that mysterious existence.

"That thing is here, save..."

Halfway through his sentence, he stopped. It wasn't that the ghost didn't want to continue. It was that he couldn't say anything else.

The Quan family members who were lying in ambush all saw the ghost that had just said half a sentence slowly dissipate. A gust of wind blew past. In this world, there was no longer any trace of the ghost's appearance.

This scene made everyone's hair stand on end. Who had ever seen such a strange scene? A Mid Qi Disciple ghost had been scared to death right under their noses.

From the beginning until the end, he had only said half a sentence, and they hadn't even seen how the ghost had died.

Wu Yan's fear rose from everyone's heart and they didn't know who said it. "Run!"

The Quan family members who were lying in ambush ran like frightened rabbits towards the direction of the Quan family.

You pushed and shoved me, afraid that you would be half a step slower and end up like that ghost.

When Zhao Feng saw this scene, he shook his head. He did not expect that a small revenge would have such a good effect. These people from the Quan family were too pampered.

Each and every one of them only cared about their own lives and completely ignored the reason for the disappearance of the ghost.

The king and generals would rather have guts. Speaking of them, it was very suitable.

Looking at the small flying sword that kept circling at the tip of his finger, Zhao Feng pulled it back. Just now, the reason why he was able to kill the ghost so easily without anyone noticing was because of the small flying sword in his hand.

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