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The strong power behind the throw made Jiang Feng unable to fly for sure, he still had to grind his teeth and support Lin Xianer and the other three, falling to the ground in unison.
Jiang Feng treated Yun Tai as a cushion of flesh to be pressed down on his body. After all, he was a The Realm of Ruins Ranker.
"Ah ?!"
When he landed, Yun Tai immediately let out a miserable howl, and the sound of bones breaking was clearly heard.
The current Yun Tai was feeling extremely stifled in his heart. He was an expert of the third sky of The Realm of Ruins, yet he was treated as a meat cushion. This was definitely a big stain on his life.
"If you scream again, I'll kill you!" Jiang Feng threatened fiercely.
"How dare you!" Yun Tai glared at him.
"Pah!"
Jiang Feng did not say anything, using his actions to express his attitude, he slapped Yun Tai.
"Puff ?"
A mouthful of blood was spat out from Yun Tai's mouth, mixed with two teeth. His body was old, and close to drying up, how could he take Jiang Feng's current slap, it would be good if he didn't beat him to death.
"You, you ?"
Yun Tai was extremely furious. It was fine if he was treated as a meat cushion, but he was also slapped on the face by Jiang Feng.
"I swear, I will kill you!"
"You still dare to be noisy?" Jiang Feng rolled up his sleeves, and then slapped him again.
"Pah!"
A resounding slap was heard, accompanied by a "puchi" sound. Yun Tai opened his mouth and spat out another mouthful of blood.
This time, three of his teeth flew out, and even his speech was slurred. But Yun Tai did not dare say anything else, for he was afraid that Jiang Feng would slap him to death.
Seeing that Yun Tai did not dare to move, Jiang Feng kept his hand in satisfaction and checked on Lin Xianer and the others. He discovered that their life force was relatively stable, but their body functions were decaying too quickly.
Jiang Feng transferred some star power to everyone, then stood up and looked around, only to realize that there was a circular mountain, he was currently inside the valley, in the center, there were a few broken down stone houses.
Strangely, there was a tree at the entrance of the gate. It was around twenty to forty feet tall, and was not considered big or big. But in Jiang Feng's eyes, there was shock.
There was not a single blade of grass growing in this desolate land. Even though there was no green color in the valley, there was a tree in front of the stone house. It was truly shocking. Moreover, that seven to eight zhang tall tree had multicolored light flowing about it, as if it were a treasure of heaven and earth.
"May I ask who senior is?" Jiang Feng cupped his hands and shouted towards the stone hut.
"He's not some expert, he's just a shitty old man."
A voice came from inside the stone house. Then, a voice slowly walked out from the house.
The moment he saw this figure, Jiang Feng's gaze focused and there was a very deep sense of familiarity with it.
Until this figure walked out of the stone hut. Jiang Feng took a deep breath: "I didn't expect it to be you, Senior."
"Do you still need any surprises? You should have already guessed who I am. " This person was none other than the old drunkard in the Scarlet Blood Land. He was still dressed like before, with a broken wine jug in his hand and a drunk expression. When he heard Jiang Feng's words, he replied lazily.
"To tell you the truth, senior, I did guess that it was you, but I'm not sure." Jiang Feng said indifferently, he was still rather surprised. Although he knew that the old drunk man was not simple when he was in the Scarlet Blood Land, he did not expect it to be this simple to be able to control the death aura while living alone in the Wasteland. This was too scary.
"I'm curious, how did you know it was me?" The alcoholic old man licked his lips, staring at Jiang Feng with excitement in his eyes.
When I stepped into the wasteland, I discovered a row of footprints. Since they were not covered by sand, it meant that the person who stepped in was not far away, and the footprints were scattered all over the place, indicating that the person who stepped in was not walking normally. Jiang Feng said with a smile on his face.
"Just because of this?" The old man's eyes revealed a look of shock.
"No!" Jiang Feng said.
"Oh?" The alcoholic old man was shocked.
"It's mainly because of the wine Senior drank." Jiang Feng pointed to the wine pot: "The wine that Senior is drinking is no ordinary thing, so I caught a whiff of it, and from this I determined that the person who is entering the Desolate Land is probably senior."
"Then how did you know I caused the sandstorm?" The drunk old man asked again. At this time, his eyes were filled with curiosity, and he looked at Jiang Feng with a hint of admiration.
This point is much easier to judge now. As I have said along the way, I have discovered many bones, but I have not stepped on them, and they have only landed a few meters away. The slight trembling of their bodies has turned them into dust, indicating that the wasteland has been quiet for a long time.
When we stepped in, we encountered a sandstorm that covered the sky. The direction it headed towards is the end of senior's footprints, so it is not hard to infer that the origin of the sandstorm was not natural, but man-made. Jiang Feng said calmly, making everything clear.
"Pah!" "Pah!" The alcoholic old man threw the alcohol flagon towards Jiang Feng and clapped his hands.
"Good, very good. I never would have thought that you would be able to observe so little, and even before seeing me, you would deduce who I am. It's not easy. Come, I'll toast to you."
Whoosh! Jiang Feng stretched out his big hands and grabbed the dirty wine pot in his hands, then looked at the old man who was drinking. An expert like him, who could kill him easily, shouldn't do anything in the wine.
Then, Jiang Feng raised his head and took a big gulp of the strong alcohol. Instantly, a burning sensation spread throughout his body, causing his internal organs to feel as if they were on fire.
"So cool!" Jiang Feng stretched his body. What was a mere strong alcohol that contained fire energy when he was cultivating the Ancient Soul-Devouring Fire Art?
Just as the energy contained in the wine filled his entire body, Jiang Feng suddenly realized that his body had actually recovered quite a bit of stamina. Although his body was still in a withered state, his vitality was much stronger than before.
Of course, he knew that this was the reason for the wine. He immediately returned the jug to the other party and respectfully said, "Many thanks to senior for your help."
"There's nothing to thank me for. Since you guessed that it was me, then you could have also met me. It means that fate has brought you here, and the heavens should not have let you die." The alcoholic old man waved his hand and said.
"May I know how to address you, senior?" Jiang Feng asked.
"Call me old man of desolation." The alcoholic old man thought for a while and said.
"old man of desolation?" Hearing that, Jiang Feng had a look of doubt. The moment he saw the drunk old man hesitate, it was probably not his real name, but just a code name.
However, he didn't ask any further. For cultivators that had cultivated for thousands or tens of thousands of years, many of them had long since forgotten their real names and randomly chose a code name.
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In this world, the name was an imprint. Cultivators had to step into the highest heavens, to rise above the rest. How could a single sealing mark represent the rest of their lives?!