Chapter 172 Two Treasures
After the raging sea of fire, the entire mountain seemed to be abandoned by the world and turned into a scorched earth. In some places, there was even magma flowing slowly, emitting suffocating high temperatures.
The air seemed to be burning, so hot that it was difficult to breathe, and the space seemed to be slightly distorted under such extreme conditions.
However, in this desolate area, the area where the national team players are located is like a paradise, still maintaining its green grass.
Hundreds of national team contestants collapsed on the ground, their clothes soaked with sweat.
They all thought that they were doomed today, but unexpectedly, when their magic power was exhausted, the flames automatically avoided them.
Just as they were rejoicing that they were alive, Wang Feng's figure fell from the sky.
"Now, can you please hand over the resources obediently?" Wang Feng said with a gentle smile.
Seeing Wang Feng's familiar smile, everyone couldn't help but shudder.
At this moment, they felt extremely regretful.
Why didn't they choose to evacuate immediately? Why did they still fantasize that a coalition of 100 people could force Wang Feng to give up the treasures in this valley?
The resources that we have finally obtained are now being given away.
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Wang Feng hummed a little tune and slowly collected the resources scattered on the ground one by one.
Those players who were robbed of everything could only watch helplessly, with frustration and unwillingness written all over their faces.
In full view of everyone, he walked leisurely into the depths of the valley.
Soon, deafening explosions and the demons' shrill wails resounded through the sky, shaking even the ground.
When the smoke cleared, Wang Feng walked out leisurely with his hands behind his back, his clothes fluttering in the wind, without any trace of battle.
Seeing everyone staring at him in stunned silence, he waved his hand casually:
"What are you looking at? I've taken the treasure. There's nothing more to watch here."
"Just do what you need to do."
After saying that, he hummed a tuneless little song and walked towards the hill where Mo Fan and the others were hiding, leaving behind contestants from various countries who were doubting their lives.
Shortly after Wang Feng left, Zhe Luo and his group slowly walked out of the valley.
Their clothes were torn and their faces were bruised, and they looked extremely miserable.
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Wang Feng came to the cliff where Mo Fan and the others were hiding. He glanced at everyone and saw that they were unharmed, then nodded with satisfaction.
"How is it going? Have you gained anything during this period?" Wang Feng asked casually.
"Don't mention it!" Mo Fan kicked the stone at his feet with a gloomy look on his face. "I robbed a few teams, but they were all leftovers from your past visits. The total amount is only 300 million, not even enough to pay off the debt!"
Wang Feng shrugged innocently. He didn't want to take the blame - the only thing he could blame was Mo Fan's slowness.
"Captain," Jiang Yu pushed up his glasses, a gleam of curiosity flashing across his lenses. "What exactly is this year's battlefield treasure?"
Wang Feng's expression suddenly became subtle.
He stroked his chin, as if choosing his words: "This is a rather special fruit."
The crystal clear ice fruit appeared in his mind.
It was this rare treasure that allowed Mu Bai to overtake Mo Fan and Zhao Manyan and break through to the super level.
This strange object, which contains the triple energies of ice, plant, and poison, requires a specific toxin to fully mature.
That particular toxin has long been extinct, but there is still one in the Pyramid of Khufu.
"It can barely be considered a treasure," Wang Feng finally said vaguely, "but the conditions for maturity are quite demanding."
Wang Feng turned his gaze to Irene who was standing beside him, nodded slightly and said, "Irene, we've almost finished plundering all the treasures in this space. Let's end our cooperation here."
Irene raised her lips in an elegant arc, and a sly glint flashed in her golden eyes: "Okay, wait until the treasure hunt is over. I'll ask you out alone~"
She lightly shook the space scroll in her hand, and it disappeared in a stream of light four seconds later.
As soon as Irene left, Jiang Shaoxu angrily put his hands on his hips and said, "Wang Feng! What is your relationship with that British Duke?!"
She bit her lower lip, a dangerous glint in her eyes. "Why... why are you so close!"
Wang Feng looked at Nan Jue and the others bewilderedly for help.
Mo Fan suppressed a laugh and nudged him with his elbow, "Old Wang, that 'girl in your arms' entrance scene just now, tsk tsk."
Wang Feng finally understood why Jiang Shaoxu looked jealous and quickly explained, "We're just partners. I was holding her so we could hurry on our way. Otherwise, the treasure would have been snatched away."
“Really?” Jiang Shaoxu frowned slightly, feeling that something was wrong.
Just as she was about to think about it, Wang Feng suddenly changed the subject: "By the way, I know there's a battlefield treasure hidden in this treasure-hunting space. Fox, are you interested?"
What Wang Feng was talking about was the remembrance stone from thirty-two years ago.
Now that he has reached the eighth level of spiritual power, this fingernail-sized stone of thought is of no use to him.
But it was just right to give it to Jiang Shaoxu—it was originally intended for Mu Nujiao, but since she wasn't here, it could be considered as an advance payment to Jiang Shaoxu.
"What else?" Jiang Shaoxu opened her beautiful eyes wide and looked at Wang Feng in disbelief.
"What? You don't believe me?" Wang Feng asked with a raised eyebrow.
"Are there any battlefield treasures? Lao Wang, can you take me one?" Mo Fan came forward, rubbing his hands, with a flattering glint in his eyes.
"Go away," Wang Feng waved his hand in disdain. "There's only one treasure, why are you following me? If you have the time, you might as well go collect some other resources. Don't forget you still owe me money!"
Mo Fan pouted and muttered, "Tsk, forget your loyalty for the sake of beauty!"
Jiang Shaoxu raised her red lips slightly, and suddenly took Wang Feng's arm affectionately, pressing her snow-white soft body against him tightly: "Then let's go quickly~"
"Yeah." Wang Feng put his arms around her slender waist, and the white winged magic tool unfolded again, and the two flew towards the Poison Valley.
"That's great." Jiang Yu pushed up his glasses and muttered to himself as he watched the two people walking away.
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Wang Feng and Jiang Shaoxu galloped all the way and soon arrived at the end of the mountain range.
Suddenly, a huge sunken area appeared in front of me, completely covered by thick, inky black gas. From a distance, it looked like a strange black lake.
The terrain of this 'Black Lake' is complex and intricate.
There are sunken basins like upside-down giant bowls.
There is a bottomless crack in the ground like a devil's mouth.
There are rugged mountains that divide the black fog into several areas.
The whole forms a group of dead lakes without water, which looks more spectacular and dangerous when viewed from a high altitude.
"The treasure is right here?" Jiang Shaoxu looked at the swirling black fog and unconsciously grabbed Wang Feng's arm.
"Yes, it's at the deepest part." Wang Feng's eyes were deep.
He had discovered this place through Tongying a long time ago. Combining it with his memories from his previous life, he was certain that the Mind Stone was hidden here!
"But these poisonous fogs..." Jiang Shaoxu frowned slightly as he looked at the surging black air below.
"Since I brought you here, there must be a way." Wang Feng raised the corner of his mouth with confidence.
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P.S. Happy Labor Day, everyone!
(End of this chapter)
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