Heard these words, a hint of undisguised surprise immediately flashed across Ji Fenglong's face.

She hesitated for two seconds, then asked in a deep voice, "Liaozhu Feng… who exactly are you? What is your purpose in coming to my Rear Palace City?"

"Rest assured, I'm not here to seize your town's treasure," Feng Bujue replied. "In fact, before I met you, I didn't even know you possessed something like the 'Heavenly Book Bamboo Scroll.'" He pointed at Ji Fenglong. "It's just… the magical artifact you have is too powerful. Even if you keep it in your dimensional pocket, you can't conceal its brilliance. So… I harbored curiosity and observed it for a while, and recognized… that it was the 'Heavenly Book.'"

Ji Fenglong naturally couldn't completely trust Brother Jue's explanation. She questioned, "You mean… you can see the treasure I'm hiding in my 'Rainbow Cloud Sleeve'?"

"I can't," Feng Bujue replied bluntly. "But it's also difficult for me to explain this to you in a way you can understand." He looked at the hourglass in the sky. "So, I don't want to give a more detailed explanation… otherwise, I won't have time to win against you."

"Hmph… interesting." Ji Fenglong's mind raced, repeatedly weighing the situation before her in a very short period of time, and then she smiled, "Alright, I'll bet this round with you. If I lose, I'll personally take you on a tour of the 'Heavenly Book World'!"

"A deal," Feng Bujue said firmly, looking directly into her eyes.

"A deal," Ji Fenglong responded in the same way, and continued, "Come on, Liaozhu Feng, you don't have much time left."

"Ah… be careful, City Lord Ji, the next attack… will be quite dangerous…" When Feng Bujue said this, his eyes suddenly turned cold.

"Please show mercy… Liaozhu Feng." At this moment, Ji Fenglong no longer had any carelessness in her heart. She had already regarded Feng Bujue as an enemy equal to or even stronger than herself.

This is the mind of a Yuansheng (primordial sage).

A powerhouse who can cultivate to this realm not only possesses the arrogance that a powerhouse should have, but also possesses a reverence for power.

True cultivators are definitely not more eager to fight the stronger their power is; on the contrary… as their cultivation increases, their actions will become more cautious, and their mentality will become more peaceful… because the higher one's cultivation is, the more thorough their understanding of power is. They will gradually realize that they are very small… so small that they are insignificant…

"I'll do my best…" As Feng Bujue spoke, he took out an injection from his knapsack and unhesitatingly stabbed it into his neck.

Two seconds later, an entire tube of strange, unidentified liquid was pushed into his veins without a drop left. His complexion changed strangely in an instant, and his right hand involuntarily covered his left chest…

"Hey… what's that?" Xu Huishang watched this scene and couldn't help but worry, "Could it be some kind of stimulant?"

Her intuition was quite sharp. What Feng Bujue was injecting right now was the last dose of [Bane's Blood] he had…

"Huff… I can't handle the next move with my current physical fitness," Brother Jue took a deep breath and replied, "So I have to use some items to assist me."

"Impossible… how did you learn a skill that your own body can't handle?" Xu Huishang asked curiously.

"This isn't a skill bestowed by the system," Feng Bujue replied calmly, having gradually adjusted his breathing at this time, "But a 'move' that I created myself, like the previous 'Lanjiao (Storm Leg) - Five Flash Stars', but many times more complicated…"

"It seems that Liaozhu Feng's strike is indeed extraordinary…" Ji Fenglong did not say anything about Brother Jue's "doping" behavior, she just raised her saintly essence and used that all-round Saintly Essence Force Field again, wanting to respond to all changes with constancy.

"Amazing, I haven't even made a move yet, and you seem to have guessed what I'm going to do…" Feng Bujue said upon seeing this.

"Ah… I understand," Ji Fenglong replied, "You want to unleash astonishing power in an instant to forcefully break through my double defenses of the Saintly Essence Wall and body-protecting qi shield…" She paused, and a strand of cold sweat flowed down her temple, "If it were me… I could only think of this method."

"Since the City Lord is already prepared both mentally and in action… huff…" Feng Bujue took another deep breath, adjusting his essence, qi, and spirit to the best state, "Then… Feng is going to offend you!"

Before he finished speaking, Feng Bujue disappeared from Ji Fenglong's sight again.

Peng peng peng… chichi chi…

The next second, two completely different sounds of air being torn intertwined and rang out at a nearly overlapping high frequency.

[Lanjiao (Storm Leg) - Eight Gates of the Kay Bird]

"Actually from eight directions at the same time?" Ji Fenglong was truly powerful, instantly judging the direction of the attack from this rapid series of sounds.

However… this would not change her tactics.

The reason why Ji Fenglong adopted this strategy of defending in place was because she knew that her speed couldn't keep up with Brother Jue's. Even if she moved, it would be futile, and she might even reveal some flaws… Instead of doing something she wasn't sure of, it was better to remain still and control movement, and concentrate on consolidating her double defensive force field. This was a more stable and more reasonable way to respond.

Buzz buzz buzz——

Soon, bursts of energy clashing sounds bloomed around Ji Fenglong. She fixed her eyes and saw eight goose-shaped cyan and white rays of light… had surrounded her from eight different directions, and were continuously applying pressure to her "Saintly Essence Wall".

"He moved eight times in almost an instant, and with each movement, he kicked out a shocking slash at me…" Ji Fenglong was secretly shocked, "Hmm… it's powerful, but not enough to… what!"

Thinking of this, Ji Fenglong suddenly discovered that fine cracks had actually appeared on her Saintly Essence Wall that she had fully opened.

"Recently, while chatting with someone (Ruo Yu), I talked about an interesting topic…" At this time, Feng Bujue's voice sounded again, "The content was about how to efficiently destroy an object's defense…"

Along with the words, his figure also appeared in mid-air.

Not to mention how much impact that attack had on the enemy, anyway, Brother Jue himself… was now covered in blood.

"She told me that no matter what something is, no matter its volume, mass, density, or structure… there are weaknesses." Feng Bujue's words continued, as if the pain had no effect on him, "So I asked… if there is a pure energy-composed protective shield in the shape of a perfect circle, then wouldn't every point on its surface… have the same strength? Wouldn't there be no weaknesses?" He smiled, "Heh… as a result, she immediately told me a method to break through this kind of shield."