Under the rapid thrust of the Thunderbolt God Sword, the oldest among the youths perished.

However, one of the youths was not intimidated by the death of that young man, but instead believed that the Thunderbolt God Sword would not allow anyone to covet it because it had already recognized him as its master.

He even had a feeling, a feeling that at this moment, he and that Thunderbolt God Sword seemed to be connected in mind and bloodline!

He didn't know where this feeling came from! In any case, at this moment, the corners of his mouth had already curved up, revealing a proud and cold smile.

Under his rapid movement, the next moment, he had already arrived in front of the Thunderbolt God Sword, his right hand about to touch it, his eyes slightly closed, showing a look of immersion as he softly chanted:

"Come, child, since you have chosen me as master, I will not let you down! You and I will eventually step to the peak of the Wilderness Continent, trampling all who refuse underfoot! Ha ha!"

As he laughed, the youth transformed his right hand into a great Ice claw and fiercely grasped the Thunderbolt God Sword within it.

However, at this moment, the youth, who had his eyes closed in a look of infatuation, suddenly changed his expression dramatically. His eyes suddenly opened wide, and in that instant, his face was filled with extreme horror, as if he had seen the most terrifying thing in the world.

Immediately after, the Ice claw holding the Thunderbolt God Sword exploded with a "boom," turning into thousands of shards of ice shooting wildly in all directions. The youth, whose face was filled with horror, was then transformed into a white Thunder Man, radiant with lightning!

The next moment, the Thunderbolt God Sword pierced through the frenzied white Thunder Man, which instantly turned into strands of white electrical currents that exploded outward, wandering through the void, gradually dissipating into the air.

Under the Thunderbolt God Sword, the youth who had mentally believed the sword to recognize him as master, intending to wield it to ascend the peak of the Wilderness Continent, was already dispersed into ashes!

Fantasy is immensely beautiful, but reality is incredibly cruel! The Thunderbolt God Sword did not recognize him as master, and he was simply unworthy!

To desecrate the Divine Sword is to be reduced to ashes under it!

"Yue Wei is also dead!" Of the original five who desired to kill the Undying Demon Body to seize the Thunderbolt God Sword, only the tall, thin young man and the young girl remained.

And they, having seen their "sworn brother" destroyed by the Thunderbolt God Sword, dared not act rashly and currently stood proudly in the void, avoiding the path of the Thunderbolt God Sword's flight.

The tall, thin youth named Weii Liang turned his head and looked at the delicate featured girl.

Seeing this, Weii Liang noticed that the girl's face, which had just regained calm, suddenly changed again as if she had seen something incredibly unbelievable, uttering a delicate cry: "He! He is still not dead?"

"He? Who is he? Who is not dead!" Hearing the girl's cry, Weii Liang frowned, puzzled. In his subconscious, those four "sworn brothers" were clearly dead before his eyes!

"Ah, it's him!" When Weii Liang's gaze moved away from the girl and looked toward the land ahead, his expression too suddenly changed.

On the land below, where the rapidly thrust Thunderbolt God Sword had killed the young man named "Yue Wei," it paused and hovered in the air below, its white thunder still violently flickering.

And in the focus of the tall, thin youth Weii Liang's and the young girl's attention, their previously unleashed fierce Ice energy now resembled a fog that wouldn't take long before completely dissipating.

Yet within that fog-like energy, a standing figure appeared indistinctly, seemingly walking slowly in the "thick fog."

"How! How is this possible! He was wounded so severely, and under our combined attack, not only did he not die, but he even stood again! Impossible, this is impossible!" the young girl's delicate face was still full of disbelief.

Not only was the girl in disbelief, but Weii Liang's face was also filled with utter disbelief and shock.

This had already surpassed their understanding! In such a damaged state, under such a powerful attack, he was expected to be dead!

Gradually, a white figure emerged from the "white fog"! It was none other than the Undying Demon Body, Shi Feng!

At this moment, Shi Feng, whose body was once riddled with wounds and clothes torn to shreds, was now draped in a spotless, new white robe, and his once charred and burned face had fully recovered.

His visage was cold and handsome, his long hair had grown back, drifting with the white robe in the wind, full of grace!

Then, Shi Feng squinted slightly, a cold expression on his face as he looked up to the sky.

"He! He! How…" The young girl standing proudly in the void, upon seeing that cold and handsome face, was even more shocked than before.

"He! He's actually so handsome! Even more handsome than before! Obviously, he was like that, but how did he do it? With such appearance coupled with his unparalleled talent… I…" At that moment, a deep sense of regret quietly emerged in the young girl's heart.

"How could this happen!" And that tall, thin youth Weii Liang cried out not because of how handsome the man below was. It was because seeing this young man's current state, it was evident that his severe injuries had recovered!

His recovery meant he once again possessed that powerful battle power, and it meant he was going to kill them!

Thinking of this, the tall, thin youth Weii Liang's figure instantly flashed again, beginning to flee with all his might.

"Someone like you wants to escape the Undying?" Watching the tall, thin figure flashing in the sky, Shi Feng curled his lips into an extremely disdainful sneer.

For a mere One-star Demigod Realm Martial Artist to escape successfully would mean that all his cultivation thus far would have been in vain!

"Die!" Shi Feng's body did not move in the slightest, only issuing a low growl.

As Shi Feng uttered this low growl, the chaotic white thunder in this space seemed to heed his command, flooding toward the tall, thin youth from all directions with ferocity.

In the blink of an eye, countless white thunders appeared around the tall, thin youth, cutting off all his escape routes and enclosing him within.

"Ah! No! Don't!" At this moment, the tall, thin youth seemed to have no path to heaven or earth, viewing the pack of raging white thunders about to annihilate him. His wide eyes were about to pop out, his face full of terror!

"Don't kill me! As long as you don't kill me, I will be your servant and do your bidding! My father recently found an unparalleled woman for me from outside, and I've only slept with her for three nights! If you spare me, I will offer her to you!"