The Emperor Of The World

Dian Feng's eyes were sharp. He had forgotten to take the small stool that the old Principal took out to sit on.    

Just by looking at it, Dian Feng could tell that this wooden bench was of extraordinary origin.    

As a refiner, he had to be very familiar with all kinds of forging materials.    

In short, this half foot high stool was quite expensive!    

Dian Feng kept silent and kept the small stool back into the Storage Ring. Then, he packed his things and was about to pack up his stall.    

There were too many people watching right now, so Dian Feng could not continue with this business, and he could feel that many people were dissatisfied with him.    

Other than those artifact vendors, there were only a few guests with Ghost Market. Dian Feng knew that perhaps the words of the old Headmaster caused many people to pay attention to him.    

Although the Old Urchin was a little out of tune, he had his principles. When he said he wanted to accept this young man into his Heavenly Monarch Mansion, it meant that this young man had such strength!    

The ones who were hostile towards Dian Feng were a few Five Elements Secret Realm cultivators and the Dao Protector beside them.    

Within the Ghost Market, naturally there would also be young experts participating in the competition, and Dian Feng had undoubtedly become a thorn in the side of these people.    

Dian Feng felt that it was time to slip away.    

Dian Feng kept everything, and then headed towards the direction that the Old Taoist s indicated, and headed out of the Ghost Market.    

Young master, that person must be a strong competitor of yours. Do you want me to follow and kill him so that he won't fight with you for the title of Forsaken Immortal King?" "In a corner of the crowd, a cloaked man over ten feet tall said to a masked youth that was only shoulder high.    

This youth wore a half mask that covered his face and above. He looked at Dian Feng and said: "No need, Human Clan Holy Body. There are too many people who want to kill him. In any case, he won't be able to walk out of the Ghost Market alive. "    

The young man's tone was somewhat cold as the corners of his mouth curled into a mocking sneer. After which, he turned and left.    

"Oh? It seems like my identity has been exposed?" Dian Feng's Ghost Market that had already walked out, had arrived outside the main gate of the market.    

He heard a series of footsteps. It was impossible to fly here, so the pursuers had to use their legs to follow. It was inevitable that they would make a sound.    

Dian Feng sensed danger, and not only just one or two people, people were running quickly towards him from both outside of the gate and inside of the Ghost Market.    

Weng! *    

Dian Feng immediately extended out his Spiritual Sense and covered an area of three thousand meters around the Spiritual Sense without restraint. He saw many figures gathering over here.    

Dian Feng did not believe that he had provoked so many people in such a short period of time.    

The only explanation was that he had been careless and his identity had been discovered. If his identity was exposed, Dian Feng was very clear that there were at least six or seven Sacred Grounds, major sects or families that wanted to kill him as quickly as possible!    

Since this place was the Ghost Market, there must be people from various large sects here. After all, everything here was for sale, and there were people who dared to buy and sell anything here!    

"All of them are divine treasures, and there are even two spiritual altars. Holy shit, they really think highly of me!" Dian Feng shook his head before transforming into a Afterimage, quickly fleeing.    

Fight?    

A hammer strike was something only he could hit!    

As long as those two spiritual altars were not idiots, Dian Feng would have no chance at all. He knew what he was capable of, and his ability to fight against the spiritual altars was still lacking.    

"Halt!"    

Dian Feng finally heard a wave of cursing coming from behind him. He turned around and cursed: "Brainless!"    

Only a fool would stop and say something like that, Dian Feng felt that it was really stupid. Even with his toes, he could imagine, there would not be anyone who would stand and let him be killed when they were being chased right?    

"How is this possible? How can he be so fast? Is he really a Five Elements Cultivator?" Those people who were chasing behind were flung far away by Dian Feng and were eating the dirt one by one.    

As a Body Cultivator, their speed and power were the same, but Dian Feng's speed on the ground had exceeded most of the Divine Vault's!    

If he couldn't fly, he would be ruthlessly ejected from the ground and fell flat on his face.    

And flying within a three meter radius of the ground was also impossible because there were too many obstacles, so it wasn't a straight path. Moreover, these people were not low in height. Some of them might even be ten feet above the ground!    

Sou sou!    

Dian Feng felt hurried footsteps coming from behind him, two people had caught up, it was the two spiritual altars!    

Boom!    

The two of them did not even bother greeting each other. One on the left and one on the right, they swatted out two handprints. The exploding magic power of the Spiritual Altar Stage caused the floor tiles along the way to fly up!    

The two of them did not hold back at all!    

Dian Feng did not dodge, because the street was already this wide, dodging was useless, and he endured the attack.    

Bang!    

Dian Feng's body was struck by the palm, he immediately shot forward like a cannonball with explosive speed!    

"Hehe, thank you for sending me off!" Dian Feng laughed, he turned and smiled mockingly at the two spiritual altars, he was slightly injured, but it was nothing serious.    

"You're courting death!" The two spiritual altars were filled with rage. He actually dared to treat their palms as a flying boat!    

However, because of that palm, the distance between the two of them widened a bit. With every step Dian Feng took, the ground beneath him caved in, and he borrowed the force of the impact to propel himself towards the exit!    

"Whiz!"    

Sou sou!    

With one running and two chasing, the two people chasing from behind continuously used all sorts of magic techniques. However, they unexpectedly discovered that they were unable to hit him.    

Sometimes, even if they hit Dian Feng, it did not seem to hurt, which made them very surprised.    

They did not know that Dian Feng could use Teleport to dodge their spells. Unless he ran out of primeval essence, even a spiritual altar would not be able to hit him!    

Of course, the premise of this was that they did not understand the Void Arcane Art of the Spiritual Altar.    

"Hey, the next time we meet, I will definitely prepare a sacred array to welcome all of you!" Dian Feng felt like he was a goshawk, being casually beaten by the two people behind him. Although he had not been hit, it was extremely annoying.    

"We're here!" Dian Feng looked in front of him, and his eyes lit up.    

The exit of the Ghost Market street was right in front of them. According to the Old Taoist's introduction, it was like this.    

But in front of Dian Feng, was a stone wall!    

Smash it!    

The Old Taoist told Dian Feng that this was a Magic Array that had Barrier installed. Actually, the wall was not a wall, but one of the entrance and exit. The Ghost Market stretched in all directions and connected many places within the imperial city. This was just one of the exits.    

Dian Feng frowned, he was also unable to determine if the wall really opened its mouth or not. But as the two spiritual altars got closer and closer, he had no choice but to grit his teeth and rush forward, colliding head on!    

Weng! *    

Dian Feng felt the world spinning around him, he felt as though he was breaking through a bubble, a ripple swept over his entire body, and after a moment, Dian Feng finally sized up the scene in front of him.    

The night here was as bright as day, but Dian Feng knew that this wasn't a night market because there wasn't any night market... There are so many girls?    

Appearing in front of Dian Feng was a luxurious and extravagant hall. He looked behind him and saw that it was a door. He had just come from that place and did not expect that one of the exits of the Ghost Market would actually be hidden here.    

"Yo, young master, did you just return from the Ghost Market? Do you want to find a room with my daughter and talk about the ways? " A female cultivator holding a small fan suddenly walked over and pulled Dian Feng's right arm with a plain hand, her eyes bewitching as she asked.    

Those who came from Ghost Market were naturally all rich. This female cultivator felt that business had arrived.    

Dian Feng took a deep breath. He could smell his pinkish scent, and this woman was so slender and beautiful that he felt his heart go "thump".    

He cursed in his heart, didn't I barge into the brothel? How could there be an exit for Ghost Market here?!