Qin Feng's eyes widened in astonishment, his face filled with shock, as if he had been struck by lightning and was unable to move. He muttered to himself.
The Tomb of the Gods is such a powerful and mysterious place, yet it only allows ordinary people with no cultivation to enter.
What an utterly absurd joke this is!
For a mortal with no cultivation foundation to enter the tomb of the gods is surely courting death! It would be a miracle if he came out alive!
"I have said all I need to say. Whether you believe it or not is entirely up to you. We should leave now. Take care!" As soon as Xiaoxian finished speaking, she flew back into the Zhuxian Sword.
Immediately afterwards, the Immortal Execution Sword transformed into a dazzling light, speeding away like lightning. The Immortal Slaughtering Sword, the Immortal Severing Sword, and the Immortal Trapping Sword followed closely behind, like four shooting stars streaking across the sky.
Without the slightest hesitation, the four innate Chaos Treasures fled in the opposite direction from the four Immortal-Slaying Treasures.
Qin Feng was so angry he almost spat out blood. "Are you just going to leave me here like this?"
"These heartless bastards are utterly ruthless!"
"Heh, utterly laughable! Expecting them to have humanity? They're nothing but a bunch of emotionless artifact spirits!"
Qin Feng grew angrier the more he thought about it, feeling that he had been treated extremely unfairly.
However, since things had come to this point, he had no choice but to complain angrily.
Facing the vast and empty world before him, he felt an unprecedented sense of loneliness and helplessness.
His injuries were so severe that he couldn't move, and he had no cultivation at all, plus he was all alone in this godforsaken place.
How tragic! How lamentable!
...
Time flies, and a short day passes in the blink of an eye.
At this moment, Qin Feng's body, which had been as stiff as iron, finally began to tremble slightly. He used his trembling hands to support himself firmly on the ground, and with all his might, he slowly straightened up with great difficulty.
He no longer possesses the extraordinary cultivation he once had, and has become an ordinary, unremarkable person with no strength to even kill a chicken.
Moreover, his injuries were extremely severe, causing him excruciating pain as if he were being torn apart by a thousand knives.
At the same time, hunger surged up like a tidal wave, making him feel dizzy and weak.
However, despite being in such a desperate situation, Qin Feng knew very well that he could not stay there any longer.
Who can predict whether someone will happen to pass by this place next?
If someone else were to steal the storage ring, that would be a minor matter. But if, unfortunately, one were to be killed, there would be no one to help!
At this moment, Qin Feng could only muster his strength, look around, and resolutely drag his heavy, unsteady steps toward the Jiuli Palace.
Given his current weakened state, it's practically a pipe dream for him to escape Jiuli Immortal Island unscathed.
Left with no other choice, he could only pin his hopes on venturing deep into the Jiuli Palace to find out what was going on, hoping for a stroke of good luck—maybe he could find a few fasting pills, or perhaps a few highly effective healing pills.
More importantly, these pills must be physically placed somewhere, rather than hidden in a storage ring.
After all, for him, even if he knew that there was a miraculous elixir within reach, he could only watch it longingly because he couldn't take it out. It was no different from drawing a picture of a cake to satisfy hunger, which was futile and useless.
As Qin Feng stepped into the Jiuli Palace, a sense of desolation welled up in his heart. The scene before him was heartbreaking; what should have been a solemn and majestic place was now dilapidated.
Everywhere he looked was a scene of devastation, with shards of broken porcelain and empty medicine bottles scattered everywhere. These containers, which had once been filled with precious pills, were now completely empty.
Qin Feng frowned, wondering to himself, "Could this place have been completely looted by those demons?"
However, looking at the enormous Jiuli Palace, he did not easily give up hope. Despite being exhausted and his legs feeling as heavy as lead, he gritted his teeth and struggled to lift his feet, taking one step at a time.
He told himself that he couldn't give up halfway. The vast Jiuli Palace must have other hidden places where the elixirs might be stored.
With unwavering conviction, Qin Feng continued his exploration of this mysterious place, his steps heavy. With each step, he hoped to discover some clues or miracles.
However, reality is always cruel. After Qin Feng turned the entire first floor of the palace upside down, he still found nothing.
His mood grew heavier, and disappointment surged into his heart like a tide.
Moreover, the long hours of labor had almost completely exhausted his strength, making it difficult for him to even take another step to the second floor of the palace.
Left with no other choice, Qin Feng could only lie down on the cold floor to rest for a while, silently praying that he could recover some strength as soon as possible so that he could continue searching for the whereabouts of the elixir.
Time passed incredibly slowly; every minute and second was torture for Qin Feng. He didn't know how long he had been lying there, only that his consciousness was gradually fading, and his body seemed to merge with the earth.
Finally, after a long wait, Qin Feng felt a faint surge of power within his body. He gritted his teeth and used all his strength to stand up.
Just as Qin Feng was about to step onto the second floor of the palace, a sudden roar broke the silence.
The sound was deafening, like thunder, and the entire palace seemed to tremble.
Qin Feng stared wide-eyed in astonishment at the outside of the hall, a strong sense of doubt and unease welling up inside him.
At that moment, his body was trembling slightly due to extreme tension.
After all, he has now lost all his cultivation and is no different from an ordinary person. If someone were to break in, the consequences would be unimaginable!
He could only pray silently, hoping that no one outside would enter the palace.
Even if someone does come in, he prays they aren't vicious criminals. Otherwise, given his current condition, he'll likely face certain death!
In the next two or three minutes, the roaring sounds outside rose and fell, like a thrilling symphony, making Qin Feng's heart beat faster and his mood more and more anxious.
Each roar was like a heavy hammer pounding on his fragile nerves, making the torment almost unbearable.
Finally, after another long two or three minutes, the roaring outside gradually subsided. Qin Feng's heart, which had been hanging in suspense, finally eased a little, but he still dared not relax in the slightest.
He waited quietly, fearing that something else might happen. Time passed slowly, and the surroundings remained deathly silent.
After a long silence, Qin Feng's tense nerves gradually relaxed.
However, just as he completely relaxed his guard and was about to step onto the second floor of the palace, a slight voice of surprise suddenly came from behind him.
"Huh?"
"An ordinary mortal?"
Upon hearing this, Qin Feng's face instantly stiffened, and his body trembled violently.
He turned his head almost instinctively, his gaze falling on the figure slowly walking towards him.
Before them stood a young man who looked extremely disheveled, his clothes tattered and stained with blood.
His face was pale and stained with a little blood.
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