According to Han Mo, some people even obtained precious spiritual fruits and herbs from it.

No one knows who left these items, nor does anyone know the principles of their formation, but they are the most anticipated creations in this ancient mirror.

However, the environment here restricts the power of qi, blood and other forces. Only by strengthening the body and tempering the body can one break the stone tablet and obtain the divine treasure contained in it. The danger is that the moment one touches the stone tablet, a murderous aura will spread out.

If you cannot withstand this murderous aura, your soul will be hurt, or even die.

But if you can withstand this murderous aura, there will be many benefits to it. You can even find the method to absorb this murderous aura into your body and make it your own momentum to fight against the enemy. Once the momentum is released, the terrifying murderous aura can impact the opponent's will and soul at any time. It is an extremely powerful method.

These are what Han Yelan told him.

The taller the ancient monument is, the more precious the items contained within it are, and the stronger the murderous aura contained within it is.

In other words, this is a place where danger and opportunity coexist.

Xu Feng grinned. Fortune and wealth are achieved through risk. It was a very reasonable deal.

He exhaled lightly, took a step back, tensed his muscles, twisted his waist, and punched hard into the center of the gray ancient monument. He used 30% of his strength in this punch.

"Bang!"

With a dull crashing sound, the huge gray stone tablet shook violently, and countless cracks exploded from where Xu Feng's fist fell.

But Xu Feng stood there motionless, his eyes blank, as if he was trapped in some illusion.

The Great Wilderness Human Race! Kill!

The Great Wilderness Human Race! Kill!

The Great Wilderness Human Race! Kill!

Countless voices exploded in Xu Feng's ears almost instantly. These angry roars seemed to be roaring at him through countless years. The strong murderous intent, even with a faint smell of blood, seemed to penetrate from the time and space of eternity, and pierced into Xu Feng's mind like countless sharp swords.

At this moment, Xu Feng felt as if he was on an ancient battlefield, wishing he could fight bloody battles with these powerful human beings.

However, Xu Feng was distracted for only a moment before he came to his senses.

A hint of aftertaste flashed across his face, and Xu Feng felt that his mind seemed to be slightly clearer, and his soul was more focused, as if he had been cleansed in some way.

Suddenly, images flashed through his mind of those members of the Hook Claw tribe who were refined into blood pills by the immortals, those children of the Cold Rain tribe who died tragically after having their blood sucked dry by the blood immortals, their shriveled bodies, and their skinned members.

He suddenly felt a sense of empathy. The anger and murderous intent almost made him shout subconsciously.

"kill!"

Xu Feng's eyes turned red, and a force that came from nowhere suddenly surged into his arms.

“Boom—Crack!”

With a crisp shattering sound, the gray ancient monument exploded instantly, breaking into countless pieces and scattering all over the ground, and a ball of pale white light appeared in its place.

However, Xu Feng did not touch the ball of light, nor did he take any other action. He just closed his eyes and stood still for a long time.

After a moment, he opened his eyes, and looking carefully, there was still a trace of murderous intent in his eyes.

"It turns out that my will is still far from enough."

Xu Feng didn't expect that he would be so easily affected by this ancient monument. Maybe he felt too deeply, or maybe... this was his weakness.

Because spiritual will is ethereal and invisible, there is no way to strengthen it.

There is no other way to temper oneself except through life and death.

This is a common weakness of all life, and it cannot be acquired overnight, it can only be honed over time.

"Only life, death and time can forge a strong will, but in the ancient mirror of the wilderness, there is a quick way to achieve it. This ancient stele is simply a miracle." Xu Feng looked down at the rubble on the ground and felt some hidden expectations and inheritance.

This is the training of the ancient human ancestors for the younger generations, and it is also a kind of expectation and reward.

Passing on the torch.

A glimmer of understanding flashed across Xu Feng's eyes.

At the same time, he unexpectedly discovered a way to become stronger. He used the murderous aura in this ancient monument to temper his will and make it indestructible.

After he calmed down, Xu Feng checked the white light ball that he had not had time to observe just now.

He reached forward casually, and the light disappeared immediately, and an ancient parchment scroll appeared in Xu Feng's hand.

Looking carefully, Xu Feng discovered that this was a military technique called Changqing Jue. It looked very complicated and seemed to be biased towards healing and recovery. After observation, Xu Feng concluded that this military technique was of a higher level than all the tactics of the Hanyu Military Department.

Although it is useless to Xu Feng, it can be given to Han Yelan to fill the Hanyu Battle Tower.

After putting away the ancient scroll, Xu Feng turned his head to look at the deep pit left behind after the gray ancient stele shattered. Some fragments of the ancient stele still remained in the pit.

After a quick cleanup of the deep pit, Xu Feng gently jumped into the pit and squatted down.

Xu Feng took out an ordinary sword from the pendant and used it as a shovel, digging down hard. He wanted to see if there were really any powerful aliens suppressed under this ancient monument.

Not long after, a dried corpse buried in the soil appeared at the bottom of the pit. However, after seeing the corpse, Xu Feng showed a hint of doubt on his face.

This is the corpse of an immortal. This person had been dead for a long time, but he had a strange aura compared to those powerful immortals who died outside. That aura was condensed and did not dissipate. When he was alive, he should have been stronger than a cultivator in the Hedao period and was at the Daoxue level, which is the Immortal Blood period of the immortals.

The lifespan of immortals should be not much different from that of humans. This person should have been dead for thousands of years.

Xu Feng shook his head. He didn't find much. He kicked the mummy to pieces and the lingering aura slowly dissipated.

Leaping out of the deep pit, he continued walking towards the other end of the battlefield.

He put the ordinary sword into the pendant for future use.

After using this sword, Xu Feng remembered his Qingfeng Spear. After taking it out and observing it, he found that some changes had finally appeared on the Qingfeng Spear. It seemed that blood-colored lines were gradually spreading on the spear, making it sharper and stronger. At the same time, there was a faint deep aura growing.

At this point, the Qingfeng Spear was not much worse than the top-notch spiritual treasures forged by those weapon-refining masters, and it was only a step away from becoming an immortal treasure.

This weapon-raising technique is truly magical. It can actually make weapons and magic tools grow through blood nourishment. It is worthy of being the secret technique recorded in the ancient scroll that contains the Secret of the God of the Wilderness.

Walking in the wasteland covered with dim yellow sky, a breeze blew around Xu Feng, but what surprised him was that the wind was also full of vicissitudes and decay, just like this world of death.

Along with the wind came a faint whisper, like a song or some kind of prayer.

Xu Feng changed direction and started walking towards the direction where the whispering came from.