Deep within the underwater palace.
On the pitch-black altar.
Ye Feng reached out and grabbed at the dragon vein.
His fingers were fair and slender.
This hand is flawless, as if it were carved from jade, enough to arouse jealousy even in women.
Completely unafraid of the burning blue flames, it reached out and grabbed at the dragon vein.
"court death!"
Huang Wenbin suddenly opened his half-closed eyes, shooting out a cold light, and a powerful aura erupted from his body.
The blue flame exploded with a roar, and burned ever brighter.
The raging flames took the forms of various ferocious beasts, including venomous snakes, scorpions, and huge, roaring crocodiles, their power several times greater than before.
If Song Qingce, a second-rank Martial Emperor, were thrown in, he would be instantly turned to ashes.
Even a Martial Emperor of the third rank would find it difficult to withstand the intense heat of the flames.
Huang Wenbin was very proud of himself, grinning with his withered mouth.
"My Netherworld Flame is a unique fire of heaven and earth, capable of burning the souls of martial artists. Even a peak Martial Emperor would have to give way."
"I used it specifically to temper the dragon vein. More than twenty years have passed, and the flame now contains the energy of the dragon vein, making it even more powerful."
"You foolish brat, you're asking for trouble and trying to fight back. You're utterly stupid! Die!"
"Earth Spirit Netherworld Flames, Refining Souls and Melting Spirits!"
Huang Wenbin's withered hand formed an evil skull hand seal and cast it into the flames.
boom--
The Netherworld Flames exploded again, this time completely surrounding Ye Feng and turning him into a human torch.
"Ha ha……"
Song Qingce, who was pinned under the giant golden finger and unable to move at all, laughed gleefully.
"Great, you brat, you've finally met your match! Today I'll witness you burn to ashes with my own eyes..."
He continued speaking, but Lan Yu released a burst of spiritual energy, sealing his mouth shut.
"Shut your stinking mouth, you crow like a crow."
Wu Qingfeng clenched his fists tightly, his eyes filled with worry.
Although Ye Feng gave him a pleasant surprise, he was still worried about him.
Just when Zhan Chunqiu and Song Qingce thought Ye Feng was about to be burned to ashes, his voice suddenly came from the flames, carrying a hint of sarcasm and disdain.
"You old dog, you've been yelling all this time, and this is all you've got? You've really disappointed me."
Then, a shocking scene unfolded.
Ye Feng suddenly opened his mouth and inhaled all the Netherworld Flames of the Earth Spirit into his stomach.
All that remained was the crystal-clear Great Xia Dragon Vein in his hand, which the old fellow had refined for over twenty years, making it even more refined.
"Great job, thank you for your hard work."
Afterwards, Huang Wenbing was dumbfounded.
Song Qingce was also stunned.
The two men looked at each other in disbelief. Was this guy even human? He had actually swallowed the Netherworld Flame and was completely unharmed.
"open!"
Ye Feng's eyes flashed with cold light. He stomped his foot, causing the earth to shake and a huge crack to appear beneath his feet.
The entire underground palace trembled, and the evil altar was destroyed on the spot.
Beneath the crack, a rich aura of the Great Xia dragon vein surged, shimmering with golden light and shrouding everything in a hazy mist, as if a celestial palace had been opened.
Ye Feng released his grip, and the dragon vein, like a caged bird finally freed, joyfully leaped into the crevice, merged into the main dragon vein, and disappeared.
If Ye Feng can absorb this dragon vein energy, his cultivation will definitely reach a higher level and enter the peak of the Nascent Soul stage.
But if he were to actually do that, what difference would there be between him and despicable villains like Song Qingce and Huang Wenbing?
"Netherworld Flame Blade!"
A shout came from behind Zhan Chunqiu, and a violent blade, carrying scorching heat, went straight for the back of Ye Feng's head.
Ye Feng didn't turn around, as if he had eyes in the back of his head. He grabbed the other party's flame blade with his backhand and crushed it with a crack.
Then, a large hand of spiritual energy grabbed Huang Wenbing by the neck and began the Soul Searching Technique.
"Cough cough..."
Huang Wenbing was caught off guard and subdued; even if he wanted to self-destruct, it was too late.
He foamed at the mouth, his limbs twitched, and he died after struggling for a few moments.
The esteemed successor of the Beast Taming Sect had spent over twenty years surviving in this dark and sunless underground palace.
He originally intended to use the dragon vein to soar to the heavens, sweep across all major sects and ancient martial arts families, and recreate the glory of the Beast Taming Sect from more than a thousand years ago.
Unexpectedly, they encountered Ye Feng on the way and strangled him to death.
Ye Feng learned of Zhan Chunqiu's foolish and ridiculous ideas from the other party's memories, but he didn't take it seriously.
He was searching for information about his parents.
Just as Wu Qingfeng said, his parents were guarding the dragon vein in this place back then, and were severely injured by his confidant Song Qingce and a man named Wang Buping at a critical moment.
That person was a manager of the Hell Organization's base in the Hong Kong Island area.
He holds a very high rank within the Hell organization.
That's all he knows.
As for the carvings on the walls at the entrance of the cave, they were done by Zhan Chunqiu, a brilliant and talented figure from the Beast Taming Sect.
More than a thousand years ago, after the Beast Taming Sect was wiped out by the major sects of the world, Zhan Chunqiu fled in a sorry state and hid in this cave for a period of time.
Later, Zhan Chunqiu disappeared without a trace.
It contains the superior cultivation method of the Beast Taming Sect.
Although he couldn't use this technique right now, Ye Feng still silently memorized it.
After killing Huang Wenbing, Ye Feng walked step by step toward Song Qingce, his eyes filled with a chilling gaze.
Song Qingce was pinned under that golden finger and couldn't move at all. His eyes were filled with terror, and he kept begging for mercy.
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