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Even though he won this battle, he had paid a painful price. Not only was Eggy unconscious, even he himself had received visible injuries-extremely severe injuries.
"Mm-"
Suddenly, Chu Feng's cheeks bulged and he started swaying in the air. Blood was rushing up his throat, but he forced it back down.
However, a hint of red flowed out of the corner of his mouth as his lips trembled, unable to contain all the blood. However, he didn't bother with that. As he tightly gnashed his teeth, he continued absorbing Murong Mingtian's Source Energy.
Finally, all of it entered his body. But also at that moment, his eyelids gradually shut, and his body leaned to the left as he lost the ability to fly, thus dropping down from the air.
Moreover, no matter the black wings behind him, or the lightning armour surging around him, both disappeared instantly. They returned to his body and even his aura rapidly shrank. Very quickly, he returned to being a rank eight Martial Lord from a rank five Martial King.
"No-"
At that instant, the crowd was still cheering. However, when they saw Chu Feng fall from the sky, they were all frightened. As for Qiu Canfeng and the others, they quickly rushed towards Chu Feng.
Finally, it was Qiu Canfeng who arrived first and caught Chu Feng in his arms. Only then did he discover that Chu Feng had lost consciousness. Moreover, his aura was extremely weak. The most alarming thing was that Chu Feng's aura still shrank. Though it was at a very slow rate, if it continued, Chu Feng was going to die.
"Dammit, nothing is working!" Qiu Canfeng was attempting to heal Chu Feng, but no matter what he did, it was all useless. He couldn't even tell what part of him was injured.
"Let me try." Qiushui Fuyan took Chu Feng from Qiu Canfeng's arms. She laid a formation and put Chu Feng on top of it. Then, she started using a special healing technique.
Her method was very profound; it was one from the Misty Peak. Although she was from the Burning Heaven Church, she was still the daughter of Lady Piaomiao. Naturally, she had gotten quite a few techniques from her.
But even though such techniques were from the Misty Peak, they remained useless. Chu Feng appeared like a person fated to die as he walked into the gates of hell one step at a time. It seemed as if no one could stop him. That truly made everyone anxious.
"Chu Feng, you have to hold on!"
"Chu Feng, you can't leave us behind!"
At that moment, Zi Ling and the others all surrounded him. Seeing Chu Feng whose aura was truly as weak as it could be, and whose body was still icy despite the treatments, Zi Ling, Su Rou, Su Mei, and even Chun Wu and the others had reddened eyes. Tears streamed down like rain as they started crying uncontrollably.
In reality, not to mention those close to and cared about Chu Feng, even those who had nothing to do with Chu Feng, the observers, felt their hearts ache. After all, they had been saved by Chu Feng. No matter if he intended it or not, he had indeed saved their lives.
Besides, Chu Feng had shown them his strength today. Regardless where his cultivation came from, at least he had great aptitude in cultivation. No one hoped death to befall a genius like him.
There would be one day when Chu Feng would enter the Holy Land of Martialism representing the Eastern Sea Region. If, one day, Chu Feng were to make a name for himself in the Holy Land of Martialism, he would become the pride of the Eastern Sea Region. They would feel proud of Chu Feng.
Unless it were a person who hated every single part of Chu Feng, or someone who had a grudge against him, why would someone hope for his death?
But sadly, when even Qiu Canfeng and the others were out of methods, who could save Chu Feng?
"What you're doing is useless. How about you let me try?"
When everyone ran out of ideas, an aged voice, one that seemed as if the speaker was smiling, rang out above the hundred million crowd.
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MGA - Chapter 982
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MGA: Chapter 982 - Unfathomable
"Who? Who dares to speak such arrogant words? Do you think you can do something even my sect's Protector cannot?" shouted someone furiously within the Crippling Night Demon Sect's army.
In their eyes, the observers were merely garbage onlookers. It was a humiliation towards Qiu Canfeng and the others when someone dared to say something like that.
"Young man, you must watch your words. The world is vast. Do you truly think if your Protector is unable to do something, no one is? If that were true, then who was the one who forced your sect head into this state?" That aged voice rang out again, but this time, with a bit of ridicule.
"Insolence!" The already enraged members of the Crippling Night Demon Sect were naturally even more irritated by the old man's words. They seemed as if they would rush into the throng of observers and grab the speaker at any moment.
"Everyone, shut your mouth!" All of a sudden, Qiu Canfeng shouted angrily.
After his words, the people from the Crippling Night Demon Sect were like deflated balloons; no one dared to say even half a word.
"Sir, may I ask who you are? Can you show yourself to speak?"
After berating the crowd, Qiu Canfeng clasped his hands very politely towards the vast sea of people. He discovered even though he had locked onto that person's voice, his location was still indeterminate. That meant the speaker was not simple at all.
"My name is not worth a mention, but destiny has brought me and Chu Feng together once, so I am willing to give him a hand today."
That voice rang out again, and at that moment, an aged figure slowly walked out of the sea of people, and his appearance thus appeared before the crowd.
That old man had hair as white as snow. It was very long and it was akin to a silvery waterfall. It drooped down straight to his heels.
But the most shocking thing was that the old man's eyes were shut-he was blind. Furthermore, he was in the eighth level of the Heaven realm.
Qiu Canfeng and the others knitted their brows as a hint of suspicion and confusion surfaced into their eyes. That old man was blind in the eyes, but not in the heart. Every single step was calm as he walked towards Chu Feng and the others in the air. That simply did not seem like something a blind could do.