Ultimately, the Beast Taming Sect was completely wiped out by the siege of more than a hundred sects and their ancient martial arts families.
The sect leader Zhan Chunqiu disappeared without a trace and never appeared again.
However, a very small number of disciples managed to escape and their whereabouts remain unknown.
It had never appeared until the last two hundred years.
Many people have long forgotten about them.
Unexpectedly, it has resurfaced.
Moreover, it is hidden beneath Hong Kong Island, driving an old turtle that has cultivated for eight hundred years to come to the island and surrender to the United States.
It is truly a heinous crime.
The Beast Taming Sect and the Song family of Hong Kong are in cahoots and are very likely connected to the Hell Organization.
Soon, Wu Qingfeng led Ye Feng and Lan Yu to the depths of the underground palace.
The place is very spacious, with carved stone tables, chairs and benches, giving it a rustic and natural feel.
During this time, Wu Qingfeng told Ye Feng.
Originally, this was the place where his parents guarded the dragon vein.
This place was originally traversed by a dragon vein.
The dragon veins of the Great Xia Dynasty constantly roam deep within the motherland, without a fixed location, nourishing various places.
Just like when we were in Taiwan, there was a dragon vein running beneath Star Moon Lake.
According to Wu Qingfeng, Song Qingce was originally a confidant of Ye Feng's father and was highly trusted by him.
But unexpectedly, he was secretly betrayed and became a lackey of the Americans with another person.
Ye Feng asked.
"Old man, who is this other person?"
He is now increasingly convinced by what Wu Qingfeng says.
The other party had no reason to deceive him.
Wu Qingfeng's eyes burned with the flames of hatred as he spoke.
“That person is Song Qingfeng’s best friend, named Liu Buping, the deputy leader of the Hell Organization, but he’s not here right now.”
Ye Feng's guess was correct; Song Qingce was indeed intricately connected with the Hell Organization.
at this time.
Deepest part of the underground palace.
There was an evil altar, as large as a basketball court, weathered and mottled by time, with many cracks on its surface and densely engraved with patterns of ferocious beasts, making it appear mysterious and eerie.
At this moment, in the center of the altar, sat a withered old man with sunken eyes, his cloudy eyes gleaming with sharp light.
Before him, a strange blue flame floated in mid-air, within which a dragon vein aura was constantly being refined.
The withered old man kept stretching out his large hands, casting various magic seals into the flames, making the blue flames burn even more vigorously.
This person is Huang Wenbin, a disgrace to the Beast Taming Sect, and a powerful Beast Tamer.
He has been refining that dragon vein here for over twenty years, and it seems he is about to succeed.
Song Qingce stood respectfully to the side, his ears twitching slightly as he heard footsteps and faint voices coming from outside. His expression immediately changed.
"Oh no, Senior Huang, it must be that bastard Ye Feng who has come. He is Ye Wudi's son from back then."
"Our cooperation with the United States this time was ruined by this brat."
"We implore Senior Zhan to take action and eliminate him. We must not let him leave here alive."
Huang Wenbin chose to cooperate with the United States through Song Qingce simply to obtain more cultivation resources.
"Song Qingce!"
At this moment, Ye Feng walked in, accompanied by Lan Yu and Wu Qingfeng.
Ye Feng immediately spotted a middle-aged woman who had fainted not far from Song Qingce. She looked a lot like Murong Anxiang and must be her kidnapped mother.
Wu Qingfeng limped forward, pointed at Song Qingce, and began to curse.
"You ungrateful dog surnamed Song, your master was incredibly kind to you back then, but instead of repaying him, you colluded with the Hell Organization and the Americans to harm your master, severely injuring him."
I curse you to a terrible death!
Song Qingce's eyelids twitched, and he tilted his head, sneering shamelessly.
"Wu Qingfeng, you inflexible blockhead, you have no right to talk to me."
"Back then, if Ye Wudi had listened to me, worked for the Americans, and voluntarily offered up the Dragon Vein, would I have harmed him?"
"If anyone's to blame, it's him for being out of touch with reality."
Then, he gave Ye Feng a disdainful look and said indifferently.
"That's right, I was the one who severely injured your parents back then, but so what? Come and bite me if you dare, hahaha..."
This old man, relying on Huang Wenbin's presence, acted recklessly and completely disregarded Ye Feng.
"you--"
"Damn it, I'll fight you to the death."
Wu Qingfeng was so angry that he was trembling all over. He rushed forward to fight Song Qingce, but Ye Feng stopped him.
"Uncle Wu, it's not worth arguing with this bastard. He's dead today."
Ye Feng strode up to the altar, his cold gaze falling on Huang Wenbin.
To be precise, he was staring at the dragon vein being refined in front of him, his voice unusually calm.
“This is the dragon vein of the Great Xia Dynasty, which my father guarded. Who do you think you are to have the right to lay a finger on it?”
"Let me go!"
Ye Feng stomped down, and the altar cracked.
Click—
A thick crack shot straight toward Huang Wenbin.
“Block him for me.”
Huang Wenbin said in a low voice.
He is currently at the crucial final stage of refining the dragon vein and cannot be disturbed, otherwise all his previous efforts will be in vain.
"Stop it, you brat!"
“You killed my son, and today I will avenge him.”
Song Qingce was a second-rank martial arts master, the top master in Hong Kong on the surface. He was skilled in the art of stepping on the grid and had thoroughly understood the five elements of the ancient Xingyi Quan, which was two more than his son Song Jingang.
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