Tian Du Ye Family Residence is very large, covering an area of over 10,000 square meters.
In the distance, palaces lay in ruins, with only crumbling walls and scorched earth everywhere.
Large white marble bricks, carved with dragons and phoenixes, are laid on the ground.
In the courtyard directly in front, there are eighteen stone pillars, each several tens of meters high.
From that desolate, scorched earth, one can almost see how grand and imposing the Ye family must have been back then.
These stone pillars are carved with some incomprehensible patterns, and in addition, there are traces of broken sword blades on the pillars.
It felt as if I could witness that earth-shattering battle firsthand.
The night breeze gently caressed the stone pillar, and with a "hum," countless sword images pierced his mind like a needle.
"What terrifying sword energy!"
"This stone pillar..."
As Ye Feng observed closely, a phantom image appeared in his mind: countless figures wielding sharp blades and wearing long robes were besieging one person.
The figure was both real and illusory, dressed in plain clothes with long black hair, and emanating a mixture of sword energy and demonic energy.
She stood tall in the void, looking down upon all others, like a supreme deity overlooking all living beings.
With a single palm strike, the heavens and earth seemed to tremble; with a single sword thrust, the void was shattered, blood staining the sky and scattering crimson across the ground. In her arms, she held an infant.
Night Wind's eyes trembled.
More than twenty years later, upon returning to the Ye family for the first time, the phantom of that great battle unexpectedly surfaced in his mind.
Night Wind's heart pounded violently. That figure, fighting against all living beings with the strength of one, how tragic!
"Mother!"
Ye Feng took a step forward, but the phantom, along with the image in his mind, collapsed and disappeared.
Night Breeze's thoughts were suddenly pulled back to reality.
It felt like nothing had happened, yet it also felt like I was actually there.
A terrifying killing intent permeated Ye Feng's body. Just now, due to the fluctuation of his thoughts, his body seemed to be out of control.
The night wind quickly steadied itself.
"Back then, all the ancient martial arts sects in the world attacked my mother!"
"She fought against so many people all by herself; I can't imagine how much pressure her mother endured!"
Night Wind felt as if her heart was being torn apart; it took a full half minute for the anger in her heart to subside.
His gaze was once again drawn to the carvings on the stone pillar.
"This is... a sword technique!"
Ye Feng observed carefully, and suddenly, it seemed as if a sword aura was generated, enveloping Ye Feng entirely.
He could almost feel the stinging sensation on his skin.
"What kind of swordsmanship is this? It's so terrifying!"
You should know that Ye Feng is already at the half-step Qi Movement realm, so he is not afraid even if he encounters a true Qi Movement realm expert.
But this stone pillar, with just one carving, can unleash such terrifying sword energy; it is utterly frightening.
Could it be that this is the sword technique my mother used?
Ye Feng hurriedly sat down cross-legged and began to memorize the sword techniques on the stone pillars.
His talent is so extraordinary that it can be described as unparalleled throughout history.
After just a couple of glances, I was already able to grasp the sword intent within the carving.
These stone pillars are here, intact. Has no one noticed that they are treasures?
Soon, Ye Feng entered a meditative state, his mind filled with terrifying sword intent.
This sword intent seemed poised to pierce through his very soul; it was terrifying! It was incredibly powerful!
A shadowy figure, wielding a long sword, wielded it with unrestrained skill, its movements incredibly profound.
Soon, the complete set of sword techniques was finished, and the figure disappeared.
A layer of cold sweat seeped from Ye Feng's forehead. He opened his eyes, his body wreathed in sword energy.
"If it were an ordinary person, they probably wouldn't even be able to withstand this sword intent!"
"If they can't hold on any longer, their mental world could be destroyed in an instant!"
"No wonder no one has touched the carvings on these stone pillars!"
Night Breeze instantly understood.
Ordinary people probably couldn't even comprehend the chilling aura emanating from this carving. After observing it just now, Ye Feng only grasped one-third of the secrets of this sword technique.
To fully comprehend it, one would probably need to improve their strength by at least two major realms.
The night breeze swept through the courtyard paved with white marble, heading deeper inside.
Soon, he arrived at a dilapidated hall.
Only half of the wall remained of the main hall. Ye Feng looked around but found nothing.
He continued searching until he had searched every place, but still found no clues.
"strangeness?"
"Could it be that besides those few stone pillars, there's nothing else here?"
Night Breeze returned to the stone pillar for a closer look, and suddenly, an invisible wave emanated from the darkness.
A sensation that made the hairs stand on end spread throughout Ye Feng's body.
Who is it?
"Chirp!"
With a wave of his hand, Ye Feng sent several silver needles flying out. The needles struck the distant wall with a series of crisp sounds.
"Such speed!"
Night fell, and dark clouds obscured the moonlight, making it impossible to see anything around us.
Night Breeze focused his senses to the maximum; just now, he clearly felt an unusual aura.
It felt as if a demonic aura was approaching, but then it vanished.
Just as the Azure Dragon War God had said, demonic energy was causing disturbances, and the Ye family was haunted.
I don't care if you're a human or a ghost!
"Daring to offend the Ye family! You're courting death!"
Following the demonic energy, Ye Feng took a step forward and shot out like a cannonball.
With a stomp of his right foot, his handsome figure instantly soared into the air.
Immediately afterwards, he unleashed the Panlong Palm technique, blasting a palm strike at the dark figure.
"Aww!"
A series of dragon roars, accompanied by a terrifying aura, descended.
"Don't kill me!"
Please!
Hearing a weak and pleading voice, Ye Feng withdrew his palm, and with a bang, a nearby wall was blasted into pieces.
The dark figure knelt down before Ye Feng, who stood with his hands behind his back. After a long while, Ye Feng finally saw the figure's face clearly.
It was a thin figure, emanating a demonic aura, with disheveled hair and fair skin.
She was wearing a tattered black robe that concealed her figure.
The figure looked to be about seventeen or eighteen years old, but at this moment she looked more like someone who had been homeless for many years and was severely malnourished.
"Who are you?"
"What are you doing sneaking around in my Ye family home?" Ye Feng said sternly.
Upon hearing Ye Feng's words, the figure froze, his eyes widening in agitation: "You're talking nonsense! The Ye family members are all long dead!"
"How could you possibly be a member of the Ye family?" The shadowy figure clearly didn't believe Ye Feng's explanation.
She was terrified by Ye Feng's palm strike, and now that she sees that Ye Feng is a young man, she is shocked.
"hehe!"
"Are they all dead?"
"Back then, didn't one of the young masters survive? How can you say that all of them died?"
"Who are you? Tell me or I'll kill you right now!" Night Wind was about to strike the figure's head with his palm.
"I'll talk! I'll talk!" the shadowy figure cried out in terror.
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