Chapter 388 Ragnarok



Ye Feng scanned the area with his divine sense and discovered that these knights had long since died, their spirits transformed into demon knights.

Similar to the ghost soldiers of the Great Xia Dynasty.

But they are much more difficult to deal with than ghost soldiers.

In life, they were all powerful knights, but after death, their evil intentions lingered, transforming them into demon knights.

Now, hundreds of years later, his evil intentions have accumulated and grown stronger, drawing upon the cold, malevolent energy of the earth to make his cultivation even more powerful.

They have lost their own consciousness and are likely being secretly manipulated by someone.

"Go to hell!"

Enraged, Ye Feng unleashed a sword strike.

The sharp blade of the Xuanyuan Sword, hundreds of feet long, flashed by like a bolt of lightning.

Looking at the demon knights, their figures were frozen in mid-air, motionless.

Moments later, his head was separated from his body.

One by one, the heads encased in black iron helmets rolled off the ground.

This extremely powerful and yang sword energy can sweep away all ghosts and demons.

But Ye Feng ultimately spared one life.

He gripped the demon knight's head with his five fingers and unleashed a soul-searching technique.

Bang!

The Demon Knight's mind was sealed with a restriction that would trigger a self-destruction at the slightest touch.

However, Ye Feng still managed to find a black iron block about the size of a thumb in the ashes.

It is covered with densely packed runes, emitting a cold, eerie light.

These runes are what control the demon knight.

Ye Feng put the black iron block into his storage space, through which he could find the person behind it all.

Continue walking forward, and you'll reach a precipice.

Below is a deep pool.

The icy pool water exuded a bone-chilling cold, its surface calm and still, like a mirror.

Even when Ye Feng activated his Purple-Gold Divine Eyes, he couldn't see through the entire deep pool; the ground beneath was pitch black.

Suddenly, a shrill and suppressed voice rose from the bottom of the deep pool.

"Help! Help me!"

It was as if a vengeful ghost was whispering in Ye Feng's ear, its voice reaching deep into his brain, sending chills down his spine.

There seems to be something at the bottom of this deep pool.

But upon closer listening, the sound disappeared again, leaving only the whistling of the wind passing by.

Ye Feng suppressed his urge to rush down; he had a feeling that the place was eerie and unsettling.

This deep pool is not as simple as it appears on the surface; who knows what might be hidden beneath it.

"Help! Help me!"

Suddenly, that shrill scream rose again from the bottom of the deep pool, more urgent and filled with resentment than before.

It looks like an ancient ghost that has been suppressed and sealed away for thousands of years.

A strong, eerie wind arose, and a misty fog rose from the pool, enveloping the entire icy water.

"Help! Help me!"

The voice rang out again, gripping Ye Feng's mind like a curse, tightening its grip ever more.

My head is splitting with pain.

I feel like my head is about to explode.

"Playing tricks!"

A cold glint flashed in Ye Feng's eyes, shattering the invisible restraints.

He prepared to plunge into the icy pool to find out what was going on.

Suddenly, a golden light shot up from the icy pool and disappeared into the void.

The water in the pool made a gurgling sound, just like boiling water.

Ripples spread outwards, as if something was about to crawl out from the bottom of the deep pool.

The eerie sound also disappeared, as if it were terrified of the golden light.

Ye Feng stared intently at the pool, fully alert, holding the Xuanyuan Sword, with countless divine rays descending from the ancient landscape map above his head to protect him.

The water in the pool churned even more violently.

A huge, black head emerged from the water, its old skin cracked, and two cold, merciless eyes stared coldly at Ye Feng above the cliff.

A fierce and malevolent aura swept in.

It turned out to be the head of an old turtle, as big as a water vat, extending several meters long.

Splash!

With a splash, its entire body rose to the surface. Its shell was as big as a small mountain, with many cracks on the surface, emitting a chilling light.

There are also some marks from sword and knife cuts.

However, many places have been weathered, exuding the aura of ancient times.

This is an ancient turtle that has lived for countless years.

On the back of its turtle shell, there is a golden scepter, shining brightly, clearly not an ordinary object.

The old turtle spoke in human language, staring intently at Ye Feng.

"Kid, I've been waiting for you for a long time."

"This is the scepter of the past popes of the Holy See. Someone asked me to give it to you."

Ye Feng placed his hand on the Xuanyuan Sword and asked with a wary expression.

Is that my mother?

This old turtle gave him a very dangerous feeling, far exceeding that of a half-step Martial Emperor.

"It's a woman."

After the old turtle finished speaking, the golden scepter automatically flew towards Ye Feng.

Ye Feng reached out and took it; it was heavy in his hand, as if he were carrying a small mountain.

The ground beneath his feet was cratered, and cracks were everywhere.

The splashing sound of water rang out again, and the old turtle twisted its massive body, dived into the deep pool, and quickly disappeared.

Ye Feng carefully examined the golden scepter in his hand. It was about two meters long, and the top was a crown shape made of flower petals.

It is surrounded by jewels, sparkling and shining, symbolizing the supreme authority of the Pope.

The petal is broken; there is only one petal.

The remaining eight pieces are broken for unknown reasons and cannot be assembled into a complete crown.

The papal scepter is the symbol of the Papacy.

An existence of supreme importance.

The Pope has not appeared for centuries.

The priests are in charge of the entire Vatican.

In addition, the surface of the papal scepter is engraved with many ancient Vatican inscriptions.

Many parts are blurred and damaged, flashing with dark light, possessing powerful sealing power.

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