Unlock the secrets of this ancient painting using the blood of a direct descendant.
But it still didn't work.
The old man with the crooked nose frowned, touching his chin with one hand.
"Could this really just be an ordinary ancient painting? That shouldn't be the case."
Someone nearby said that.
"Don't worry, it's possible that this little girl is just an ordinary person, which is why her blood can't reveal the secrets within the ancient painting."
"Doesn't she have an older brother? I heard he's very powerful. Our people have already set off, and I believe they'll bring that kid back soon."
Someone said.
"I heard that Ye Feng is a tough guy to deal with. He even killed the leader of the Global Martial Arts Alliance. The United States sent two two-winged angels and a mutated three-headed giant lizard, but they were no match for him. I'm really worried about whether Lao Wu can handle it."
The "Old Wu" he mentioned was the white-haired old man who went to deal with Ye Feng.
"That kid has risen to prominence with great force. He even founded the Blood Mist Sect, which made a big splash on Taiwan this time and recruited many top experts to join him."
The old man with the crooked nose sneered and said disdainfully.
"That brat might be able to run rampant in the secular world, but in the ancient martial arts world he's nothing but trash. Our Sword Forging Manor has such a strong foundation, and we have the Shu Mountain Sword Sect backing us up. Why would we need to be afraid of him?"
Upon hearing this, everyone felt relieved.
“That makes sense. In the secular world, he is a dragon, but in the world of ancient martial arts, he is just a worm.”
"We could crush them with a mere wave of our hand."
"Once we capture him, we must use his blood to unlock the secrets of the ancient painting."
Clang!
Suddenly a loud bang came from outside, followed by screams of agony.
Ye Feng, like a god descending to earth, kicked open the two large iron gates of the Sword Casting Manor with a single kick.
The heavy door panel flew sideways with a loud crash, instantly killing more than a dozen martial artists.
His body was torn to pieces, turning into a series of blood mists that kept exploding...
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