Put yourself in a desperate situation and you will survive.
The majestic Kunlun Mountains.
Vast and majestic.
This is the backbone of heaven and earth.
It resembles an ancient dragon, lying prostrate on the earth, weaving through the clouds and mist, surveying the vast wilderness.
at this time.
Deepest in the Kunlun Mountains.
Ye Feng's masters sat around on the stone benches under the small pavilion, gazing longingly at Ye Feng's second master.
The Xuanyuan Sword was given to Ye Feng by his second master, an old man with a full head of white hair, an air of otherworldly wisdom, and vigorous spirit.
At this moment, he closed his eyes slightly and calculated with his fingers.
Suddenly, he frowned, spat out a mouthful of blood, and his face turned deathly pale.
A bolt of lightning struck down with a deafening roar, splitting the small pavilion in two and scorching a large area of vegetation.
"What's wrong, second brother?"
"Second brother, are you alright?"
The others quickly stepped forward.
Ye Feng's second master waved his hand and shook his head.
"I'm fine."
"It was just an accidental touch upon a heavenly secret, which angered the heavens and resulted in punishment."
Just now, he was deducing Ye Feng's fate.
They already knew what had happened on Youming Island.
"So how is Xiaofeng doing?"
"Will his life be in danger?"
The masters looked anxiously at the second son.
Seventh Master, Dragon Soul War God Hua Wuque, was also among them, wearing a female war god armor that clung tightly to her full curves, highlighting her shapely figure, and her phoenix eyes were long and narrow.
Every smile and frown exudes the charm of a mature woman.
But her high, arched eyebrows also exude a dashing and heroic air.
They were all very worried about Ye Feng.
Although this brat often "tortured" them when he was on the mountain.
Finally, the masters, unable to bear the harassment any longer, begged him to come down the mountain.
But wasn't that all just playing along with his nonsense?
Ye Feng's second master was not only a terrifying swordsman, but also skilled at divination.
However, engaging in this profession, because it involves revealing too many secrets of heaven, can easily bring disaster upon oneself.
But for Xiaofeng's sake, he had no choice but to take a risk.
"Xiaofeng is not dead."
Upon hearing this, the masters finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Hua Wuque patted his full chest, "As long as you're alright, that's good."
The second master frowned, seemingly wanting to say something but stopping himself.
"only……"
The third master was dressed in a black robe. He was tall and robust, with arms that were twice as thick as a normal person's thighs. He had a wide mouth, a square face, and a pair of large, bright eyes.
He gave Ye Feng the token of the arrogant Chen Beixuan, and he always spoke quickly and bluntly.
"Second brother, just say what you have to say, stop rambling on."
Several people nearby also began to urge them on.
The second master sighed, his eyes filled with doubt.
"The divination indicates that although Xiaofeng is still alive, he is not in this world, and his fate is more likely to be grim."
"This divination touches upon the secrets of heaven, and I cannot deduce it any further."
Everyone gasped.
Fourth Master Situ Yunxiao, the founder of the Tianlong Chamber of Commerce and Situ Fatty's grandfather, seemed to remember something and said in a trembling voice.
"Ye Feng went to the Netherworld Island; he must have accidentally entered a spacetime rift."
"That place connects to an extraterrestrial battlefield, and the consequences of getting involved would be unimaginable."
Fifth Master was a handsome middle-aged man with melancholy eyes, wearing an exotic-style robe and with long hair permed into waves.
What he gave Ye Feng was the papal key, which could mobilize the Vatican army.
At this moment, Fifth Master suddenly stood up, the melancholy in his eyes vanished, replaced by a murderous aura, and said coldly.
"If all else fails, let the boss come out of seclusion."
"That extraterrestrial battlefield is extremely dangerous; if just a few of us went in, we would be dead."
The "boss" he was referring to was Ye Feng's mysterious and unpredictable master.
He has been in seclusion for many years, and his cultivation level is extremely high.
Even if all of them were combined, they wouldn't be enough for her to easily defeat with one hand.
Master Liu, the Divine Physician of Guigu, went to Guigu to collect medicinal herbs last time and has not returned since.
Master Hua Wuque, the seventh master, frowned deeply, his beautiful eyes fixed on the magnificent mountain peak not far away.
Hidden in the clouds and mist, the mountains rise one after another, with cranes flying by from time to time, creating a scene resembling a fairyland.
That is where Master Ye Feng secluded himself for cultivation.
Back then, when Ye Feng descended the mountain, she stood on that very peak, watching him go and letting out a soft sigh.
"The eldest sister and her eldest disciple are elusive, appearing and disappearing like a dragon. A great calamity is about to descend, and they must be busy with this matter."
"Then who will save Xiaofeng?"
"Is there even a question? We old guys are the only ones left to rely on."
...
Let's talk about Ye Feng again.
In the pitch-black, cold space, his entire body turned into a pool of blood, seemingly devoid of life.
As a spirit body that slays gods, his blood is unique, gleaming with a faint golden light.
Sudden.
An ancient painting floated out from his storage ring.
This is a landscape painting; with just a few strokes, it depicts a profound artistic conception.
Towering mountains and ridges, shrouded in clouds and mist.
It was the ancient painting he obtained when he destroyed the Sword Casting Manor.
This originally belonged to the Ye family.
When blood was dripped on it, it revealed the image of my mother's voice and smile.
And four words: Dark Night, Desolate Grave.
The general location of the Dark Night Desolate Tomb is on the Netherworld Island, a fact already described in the ancient paintings.
This must be a clue left to him by his mother.
Perhaps by following this clue, we can uncover the truth behind the massacre of the Ye family.
Or rather, to find out who the mysterious leader is?
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