Having made up his mind, Ye Feng flew towards the Inheritance Hall without hesitation.
"Stop! Wait a minute!!"
Fang Xun shouted from outside, but it didn't stop him even a step.
In the blink of an eye, Ye Feng disappeared in front of the Inheritance Hall.
Fang Xun roared in exasperation.
"Damn it! Quick, you guys go in and stop him!"
Mi Cheng and the others exchanged glances, but made no move whatsoever.
Fang Xun turned to look at them, only then realizing that these were all from the Hunyuan Sect, not disciples of his own sect.
He then softened his tone.
"Brother Mi, could you send someone in to hold Han Li back and prevent him from passing through?"
Mi Cheng slowly shook her head and said,
“Brother Fang, the Ancient Inheritance Hall is a place of no return; entering it is tantamount to suicide. I cannot comply.”
Fang Xun said urgently:
“Under normal circumstances, the first layer of the formation is only level three, so it is still possible for someone to escape. Brother Mi, send someone in to help me hold this person off, and I will immediately go back to apply for a formation-breaking artifact!”
"As Brother Fang said, this is the general situation, but no one knows the specific level of the array formation inside the Purple Fate Secret Realm... Why don't you go in first, Brother Fang, and I'll return to my sect to report first!"
hateful....
Fang Xun saw Mi Cheng's indifferent attitude and felt a surge of resentment, yet he was helpless.
A silence fell over the room. Losing the divine sword would surely enrage Jun Aocheng; with a spiritual seed implanted within him, his life hung in the balance.
Given Jun Aocheng's status, he could probably kill himself without consequence.
Of course, now that Jun Aocheng has lost the divine sword, he himself is also to blame, and I will definitely die before him.
Either way, it's death!
Fang Xun was in a state of confusion and had no idea what to do.
In a flash, his gaze fell upon the two people huddled in the corner beside him, and the Obsidian Demon Child who had just fallen from the wall.
"You two, get inside!"
"I...I don't dare..."
"Sir, spare my life!"
The two men, who had been so frightened by Ye Feng that they knelt down earlier, immediately kowtowed and begged for mercy without hesitation.
Just then, a creaking sound came from beside them.
"Gah...ga ga...Fang Xun!"
The Obsidian Demon Child, gritting his teeth, soared into the air.
It's like taking off directly into the air... the kind of thing only a Golden Core cultivator could do.
"Without the divine sword in hand, how dare you be so arrogant, threatening my sect's disciples right in front of me?"
With a wave of his hand, the Obsidian Demon Prince conjured a top-grade spirit sword.
Seeing this scene, Fang Xun couldn't help but be on guard. This Black Obsidian Demon was a Golden Core cultivator who had lowered his cultivation level to enter the secret realm, but his spiritual strength was still considerable, and even if he was injured, he was still not to be underestimated.
The Obsidian Demon Prince slowly raised the sword in his hand.
Fang Xun became alert and on high alert. Even Mi Cheng and the others took several steps back and took out their defensive magical artifacts.
"Since that's the case..."
"You just wait!"
...
The two henchmen of the demonic sect watched the Holy Son's departing figure, then squatted down again, having just stood up, and quietly knelt down.
Fang Xun: ....
The people of Mi City: ...
Seeing that no one was chasing them, the Obsidian Demon Prince breathed a sigh of relief.
That bastard's sword strike was truly ruthless; it compounded his own injuries, reducing his strength to less than one-tenth.
The most important thing now is to go out and gather a large army to come in and encircle and annihilate them.
In addition, we need to borrow a few magical treasures, bring formation-breaking talismans, or level-three formation plates.
As for the person who obtained the divine sword, even if he sent his two henchmen in, what difference would it make? They'd probably be reduced to ashes with a single strike...
I am indeed wise. Comprehending the ancient traditions is not something that can be done in a short time. Even if it takes a day or two, it doesn't matter.
Once the army surrounds us, the Thousand Illusion Sword will be mine!
Hahaha.....
Meanwhile, Fang Xun, who was escorting the two members of the Demonic Sect, also thought of this problem.
Han Li's strength is at least equal to his, and his defense is extremely strong. Even if these two went in, they would probably just be easy prey.
Only by going together can we prevent the other party from comprehending the secret techniques and entering a higher level of inheritance.
Only then will there be a chance to receive support from Jun'ao City...
Thinking of this, Fang Xun immediately took out a jade talisman and recorded everything that had happened that day in detail.
Engraving the jade talisman took a considerable amount of time, but Han Li had only been inside for a short time, and comprehending the spell wouldn't be a quick process; he could afford to waste this amount of time.
But if I leave and then come back in, it could take a day or two, and that's uncertain.
"Brother Mi, I'll go in first. Please give this jade talisman to my family's third holy son, and tell him that I've entered the Inheritance Hall and captured this person."
"Alright, Fellow Daoist Fang, please rest assured, I believe your sect will send someone to assist you soon!"
Mi Cheng nodded solemnly and clasped his hands in a fist salute.
He already had some guesses about the origin of that small sword, and hearing the name of the Third Holy Son confirmed his suspicions.
Now that the little sword has been stolen, the entire Heavenly Sword Sect is probably in no state of peace...
Seeing Fang Xun enter, Mi Cheng gave a signal, leaving one of his holy sons and several disciples to guard the place, before leading the others away.
Of course, if he knew that the Holy Maiden Qingxuan and Xiao Xuan were also in the Inheritance Hall, he probably wouldn't have left so calmly...
———
To put it another way,
As Ye Feng approached the entrance of the Inheritance Hall, he was sucked into a vortex, the small sword still tightly gripped in his hand.
The space shifted, and before they knew it, they were already standing inside the Hall of Inheritance.
Holding a small sword in his left hand and the Flying Cloud Flowing Light Sword in his right, he had barely steadied himself when he released his divine sense.
Immediately afterwards, he froze on the spot.
Theoretically... this little sword is incredibly domineering, its owner should be an arrogant and disdainful man, right?
Of course, that's not absolute.
Standing opposite Ye Feng was not a man...
The little sword stopped its restlessness upon reaching this point, but Ye Feng dared not relax for a moment, focusing most of his attention on it.
Although the other party might be the owner of the small sword, he was confident enough in his own strength within the Foundation Establishment realm.
With the added cultivation of Foundation Establishment Level 10, and the use of trade points for repair,
Ye Feng is not afraid of anyone in the Foundation Establishment stage!
As for the previous attacks, if Ye Feng could refine magic weapons, or even higher-level spiritual treasures, he would likely be even stronger.
The woman opposite him also looked at Ye Feng warily. The two stared at each other in an eerie silence, but Ye Feng's divine sense had already detected that she was at the third level of the Foundation Establishment stage.
How is that possible?
With that level of cultivation, I could solve the problem with a single fireball...
Could it be that the other party's spiritual sense far surpasses his own, and he is able to create illusions?
Ye Feng looked at the other person and slowly moved his feet, trying to keep a little distance, but the other person seemed to be walking away as well.
What's going on?
The confidence I had before entering was shattered by this strange and unknown situation, leaving only a small amount.
Sudden!
The opponent took out a spirit sword from their storage ring!
Ye Feng immediately summoned a water and fire shield with a wave of his hand, gripping his spirit sword tightly, ready to use the Azure Shield at any moment.
Then... the other person held the sword horizontally, pointing it at their own neck!
Just swipe down.....
Ye Feng: ? ?
———
Xiao Xuan, who was engrossed in comprehending the secret technique, suddenly snapped out of her daze when Ye Feng stood in the main hall. She immediately stood up and stared intently at the figure standing at the entrance.
I never expected that they would actually chase me into the Hall of Inheritance!
It seems they are already prepared to go out.
The Hall of Inheritance: There is no turning back!
However, for ancient sects, the first few layers of their secret techniques were not protected as tightly.
The restrictive formations in the first few layers are likely level three.
With certain methods, there is still a chance to get out.
...Of course, it's also possible that it's directly at level four, which is why she was certain that the Heavenly Demon Sect wouldn't dare to pursue them.
The person's entrance not only surprised and filled her with despair, but also stirred a hint of sadness in her eyes.
My formation plate... is on the opponent!
A formation plate given to that kid from the Qingyun Sect...
That hardworking and ambitious young man still died on the path of cultivation. He never expected that his array plate would reappear in front of him in this way.
Xiao Xuan just quietly looked at the person opposite her.
However, the opponent's divine sense attacked him like an overwhelming force, leaving him with no room to resist.
She could only suppress her fear and slowly back away.
Although her opponent's retreating action puzzled her, she seized the fleeting opportunity and drew her spirit sword from her ring...
Without hesitation, he channeled his magic power, the sword slicing across his neck, blood spurting out.
In her final moments before losing consciousness, Xiao Xuan caught a glimpse of the spiritual shield in front of Ye Feng, and her pupils dilated sharply...
He is... Ye Feng!!
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