None of the cultivators there said a word when Chen Feng collected the Spring of Life. Neither did they step forward to stop him. Chen Feng had cut off the arm of the purple-clad man right after appearing there, shocking them all. They all knew that killing Chen Feng would give them a world of benefits, but they weren’t morons. Preserving their life was more important.

“How did you fellows appear here?” Chen Feng suddenly asked.

The cultivators with the purple-clad man were all staring furiously at Chen Feng. Although they had chosen to not attack Chen Feng, would they answer his questions?

Getting no response from them, Chen Feng’s face grew grim and he wondered if he should kill a few fellows to display his might. Suddenly, however, a cultivator from the other party stepped forward.

“Greetings, Brother Chen. I am Li Ming, a loose cultivator.” A thin and young cultivator stepped forward to salute Chen Feng. After all, if it weren’t for Chen Feng’s appearance, the cultivators from Purple Firmaments Palace would have killed them all.

Chen Feng was somewhat surprised by that. To think that he was so famous that a random cultivator would be able to recognize him. However, he then revealed a self-deprecating...