Ling Feng shook his head and smiled. He never expected any reward. He handed the to Shi Haoxuan merely because, among those of the same generation, if there wasn't a worthy opponent, wouldn't it be too boring?
"Please, Brother Xiao, take care of the aftermath. I just broke through, then immediately acted, and now I need to sit in meditation for a moment."
Saying this, Ling Feng clasped his fists in salute to everyone on the hall before returning to his previous secluded cultivation place.
In the short term, the disciples from the Dragon Sword Mansion should not dare to come looking for trouble again.
Ling Feng left, leaving behind a group of Martial Artists from the Eastern Spirit Domain. Some had just woken from unconsciousness, feeling pain all over and having no idea what had just happened.
