At this moment.

Both Tang Xiaoyun and Liehuo's expressions changed instantly.

Chen Feng's face turned even uglier to the extreme.

Because, facing this overwhelming palm strike.

He was utterly powerless to resist.

Honestly speaking.

Since he embarked on the path of cultivation.

He encountered countless risks big and small, but could always turn danger into safety in the end.

But now, he was truly powerless.

In the past, he could always find a way to break the situation.

This time, he was really helpless.

Because, in the face of absolute power disparity.

All methods seemed meaningless.

This time, he might really lose!

Thinking of this, Chen Feng let out a bitter smile.

However, just as he planned to accept his fate and use his body to take the palm strike.

Suddenly.

A burst of white light flickered on Chen Feng's chest.

Immediately after, a chubby and tender little white hand suddenly extended from Chen Feng's chest and collided with the aged and shriveled hand of the old man in the white robe.

This scene happened very suddenly.

Not to mention the people around.

Even the old man in white robe, including Chen Feng himself, didn't react in time.

"Bang!"

Only a muffled sound was heard.

A big and a small hand met.

The old man in white robe trembled all over.

His originally overwhelming aura was suddenly shaken by the little hand, sending him staggering back.

He retreated several steps in a row before he could stabilize his posture.

Seeing this, everyone was stunned.

They originally thought that under the palm of the old man in white robe, Chen Feng was doomed.

After all, the old man in white robe was a Heaven Rank Expert, who below Heaven Rank could withstand his palm?

But to their surprise.

An unexpected reversal occurred in such a critical moment.

Speaking of which, what exactly was the small hand extending from Chen Feng's chest?

It could actually repel a Heaven Rank Expert.

Could it be a Magical Treasure?

While everyone was shocked.

The old man in white robe and Chen Feng were also stunned at their spots.

"Who are you!"

The old man in white robe stared gravely at the little white hand emerging from Chen Feng's chest.

Because this little hand was able to take his earlier palm strike.

This indicated its strength... was at least Heaven Rank!

"Hehehe!"

However, at this moment, a child's laughter sounded.

The white light on Chen Feng's chest immediately grew more intense.

Then, a petite and adorable figure appeared beside Chen Feng.

Everyone quickly fixed their eyes on it.

Merely from appearance, it was about a three-year-old little boy.

With a chubby, tender little face, resembling a porcelain doll, harmless and very cute.

However, no one dared to underestimate it.

Because it was precisely this little fellow who took down the palm strike of a Heaven Rank Expert!

Chen Feng looked at the little boy standing by his side, completely stunned, then his eyes instantly filled with joy.

"Little Pillow! It's you, you're out?"

Chen Feng looked at Little Pillow and asked in surprise.

This little boy was the grievance baby, Little Pillow, who hadn't appeared for a long time.

Since Chen Feng subdued him, he followed the old monk, cultivating inside the Tianqi Holy Pearl.

He once came out midway to help Chen Feng, and hadn't appeared since.

Unexpectedly, at such a crucial moment, Little Pillow came to save him.

"Yes, Chen Feng big brother, did you miss Little Pillow?"

Little Pillow blinked his big, bright eyes and asked in a childish voice.

"Of course, I missed you!"

Chen Feng smiled and nodded.

He always had a very special feeling towards Little Pillow.

Little Pillow was a grievance baby with an extremely tragic background.

Thus, Chen Feng deeply sympathized with Little Pillow, treating him like his own younger brother after subduing him.

In Chen Feng's heart, Little Pillow was almost like family.

"Hehe, Little Pillow missed Chen Feng big brother too!"

Little Pillow said in a childish voice.

That cute appearance really made people want to pinch his little cheeks.

Chen Feng shook his head with a wry smile, then looked at Little Pillow, examining him from head to toe.

Soon he found that he couldn't discern Little Pillow's strength.

This meant... Little Pillow had reached Heaven Rank!

Thinking of this, Chen Feng was stunned, then asked Little Pillow, "Little Pillow, have you reached Heaven Rank?"

"Yes, yes, Grandpa White Beard taught Little Pillow a lot, so Little Pillow progressed fast!"

Little Pillow nodded and said with a cheeky smile.

And Grandpa White Beard in his words was the old monk.

Upon hearing this, Chen Feng took a deep breath.

People said his cultivation speed was abnormal and his progress astonishing.

But Little Pillow's was truly abnormal.

When he first subdued him, Little Pillow was merely Xuan Rank Early Stage.

How long had it been since then?

Three months?

He directly leaped from Xuan Rank Early Stage to Heaven Rank!

If this were spread, how many cultivators would feel ashamed to the point of hanging themselves!

Sometimes, people really shouldn't compare with one another.

Comparing like this could genuinely anger people to death.

Thinking of this, Chen Feng let out a wry smile.

Nonetheless, he felt sincerely happy for Little Pillow to reach this point.

"That's great, Little Pillow is now even stronger than Brother Chen Feng!"

Chen Feng rubbed Little Pillow's head and said with a smile.

"Hehe, really?"

Little Pillow blinked his big eyes, then looked up at Chen Feng and said, "Then let Little Pillow protect Brother Chen Feng from now on!"

"Okay, it's up to you!"

Chen Feng smiled and nodded, being carefree.

Facing a Heaven Rank Expert, pretending to be strong despite being unable to win was foolish behavior.

"Okay!"

Little Pillow nodded happily, then turned and looked at the old man in white robe, his smile vanished, staring at him angrily, "You're a big villain, wanting to hurt Brother Chen Feng, Little Pillow will definitely vent for Brother Chen Feng today!"

Judging from Little Pillow's expression, he was indeed angry.

However, because he looked extremely cute, even angry, it evoked a certain amusing charm.

But the old man in white robe felt far from amused.

Because he sensed a fluctuation from Little Pillow that wasn't weaker than his own!

The old man in white robe squinted his eyes at Little Pillow, then took a deep breath, and asked gravely, "I am Zhao Kunpeng from Beijing's Zhao Family, may I ask who you are?"

"I'm called Little Pillow!"

Little Pillow pouted and said in a childish voice.

"Little Pillow?"

The old man in white robe was shocked, then asked in confusion, "In the Ancient Martial World, I haven't heard of someone like you!"

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