If anyone were to hear these words, they would definitely think that he was a madman.
The relevant experts would definitely want to beat him to death.
Since when did martial emperors become units of measurement? Since when did a madman become a small target for others to surpass? !
Chu Feng’s spirit rushed forward. He saw his own body lying on the ground not far from the purple tree.
Unexpectedly, the seed had sprouted and grown. The flower bud had bloomed for so long, but the tree hadn’t withered yet.
Although Chu Feng’s body hadn’t completely disappeared, his condition wasn’t good.
His body was riddled with holes and his bones were exposed. They were dim, loose, and didn’t have much luster.
As for his flesh and blood, most of them had long disappeared. There were only a layer of dry skin left in some places, and even his hair had rotted away.
Only some of the bones were stained with rotten blood and lacked vitality.
