These disciples had just seen Han Feng in the square, so they naturally recognized his appearance.
"You all do your own thing, I'm just watching."
Han Feng arrived at the second floor, where various weapons were stored.
Among them are magical treasures, spiritual treasures, and one or two broken semi-divine artifacts.
The items stored here are likely intended as rewards for the disciples.
Han Feng continued upwards; the third level contained some corpses.
The corpses were at the Mahayana stage; these corpses should be rewarded to the disciples.
The next level up is still a corpse, whose realm is at the early or middle stage of True Immortal.
The fifth floor contains items or corpses, and the cultivator's cultivation level is in the late stage of True Immortal.
The sixth floor contains a corpse, but its cultivation level is at the Celestial Immortal stage.
The seventh floor suddenly became empty, completely devoid of anything.
"I'm overthinking it. The Corpse Yin Sect has already declined. Even if something once had the value of a Celestial King, they would definitely choose to strategically abandon it in order to protect themselves."
There were no more floors on the eighth and ninth floors, so Han Feng got up and went back.
Just as Han Feng was about to leave, he suddenly sensed something was wrong.
He discovered that the space on the ninth floor was incomplete, which was the innate talent of the Nine Transformations Divine Silkworm.
The Nine Transformations Divine Silkworm can not only devour a space, but also sense when something is wrong with the space.
"The location is here."
Han Feng searched for a long time and finally found something wrong on a wall.
His fist turned golden, and he slammed it down.
Contrary to Han Feng's expectations, it didn't produce a loud bang; instead, it was like hitting cotton, making no sound at all.
Han Feng tried throwing a few more punches, but the result was the same.
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