C1045 Heavenly Temple Martial Artists
C1045 Heavenly Temple Martial Artists
At this moment, a group of Martial Cultivator were climbing towards the peak of a huge mountain with black rocks condensed on top of it.
This enormous mountain peak was the black Stone Peak. The Black Mist Cliff was at the back of the black Stone Peak, a bottomless abyss.
According to the plan, Mu Chenxin split the Jiuxuan Palace disciples into two parts. One part of the disciples, led by Lu Yuan and his group, climbed up to the peak of the Black Stone Peak Mountain to investigate. Only by climbing to the peak would one be able to see the endless abyss. That day, the strange light and the mysterious sound of a beast were spreading from the bottom of the abyss.
The other part, led by Mu Chenxin himself, went around the black Stone Peak and directly entered the black foggy abyss from the side.
It was rumored that the sky was dark all year long inside the abyss, and black miasma and poison miasma permeated every inch of the place. Ordinary Martial Cultivator would only need to inhale a few mouthfuls of poison gas to kill themselves if they entered without any precautions.
But since they dared to come here, Mu Chenxin and the rest had made preparations to take the antidote in advance, and were not afraid of the miasma.
After more than a day of rest, this Jiugong Pavilion team finally began their exploration journey.
Ye Feng who was in a state of cultivation, suddenly opened his eyes, as if he had sensed the movements of the Jiugong Pavilion Martial Cultivator.
After cultivating for more than a day in the cultivation space, he had already absorbed several tens of millions of Spiritual Stone, causing the amount of vitality in Ye Feng's dantian to accumulate to a certain level. Although it had not reached its maximum capacity, it was still not far from this level.
As long as he raised his mental state, with a little accumulation, it should be enough for him to reach the middle stage of the Fifth Level of Void Stage in a short amount of time.
Opening his eyes, he saw that at the mountainside in the distance, a group of Jiuxuan Palace troops the size of ants were slowly climbing, but Ye Feng did not rush to do so.
He seemed to be waiting for something.
As the sky gradually darkened, a silver disk-like bright moon rose up in the eastern sky. The silvery moonlight illuminated the dense forest, causing the dark forest that was covered by the moonlight to appear even more strange.
Currently, the group of Martial Cultivator s with Jiuxuan Palace had probably already climbed to the top of the Black Stone Peak.
At this time, if he were to choose to depart at this moment, he would probably be exposed to the s of other sects who were a step too late for his Jiugong Pavilion.
It was one thing for him to have no grudges against him. But a large portion of them should be the Devil Sect and Heavenly Extreme Hall Martial Cultivator s who came to kill him.
To Ye Feng, right now, the most effective and stable method was to use quietness to treat movement.
He waited for the phenomenon to occur again.
Furthermore, Ye Feng had a trace of apprehension in his heart the entire time. He faintly felt that there seemed to be some kind of command and guidance from the Black Mist Cliff, causing the tens of thousands of Martial Cultivator on both sides to gather once again like a puppet.
After thinking silently for a while, he still could not come up with a clear conclusion. Right now, the only thing that Ye Feng could guess was that the abnormality of this Black Mist Cliff was perhaps extremely related to the mysterious Abode of Demon God that appeared and disappeared ten years ago.
Could it be the mysterious demon god that had been controlling everything from behind?
What did it want to do now?
Just as Ye Feng was wondering if there was any conspiracy behind the situation, all of a sudden, his whole body shivered, and his eyes revealed a trace of seriousness.
Under the illumination of the Haoyue, in the distance, another blurry silhouette rapidly gathered at the foot of the Black Stone Peak Mountain from the dark forest. After pausing there for a while, this group of more than a dozen people started to follow the traces left behind by the Martial Cultivator and climbed towards the peak of the Black Stone Peak.
This was the first group of people to reach this area other than Jiuxuan Palace who discovered the abnormal sign first.
In addition, they were quite numerous and powerful.
With a flash, Ye Feng's figure disappeared from the cave. He was far behind the group. He released his Spirit power and carefully searched around, trying to find some clues.
"This aura …" Why is the aura so close to Liang Jiuzhou's when he was using the Heavenly Extreme Hall Sword Arts? "
"Could it be that these people before them came from the Heavenly Extreme Hall, and were the first forces to reach the Black Mist Cliff after the Jiugong Pavilion?"
Back then, at the Heavenly Forbidden City, Liang Jiuzhou had unleashed his innate sword physique in a battle to the death with the devil child Chu Haiyu. That scene was still fresh in Ye Feng's memory, especially the extremely strong sword intent on Liang Jiuzhou's body, which seemed to be able to shake the world, which left an extremely deep impression on Ye Feng's mind.
Although the residual elemental energy from the people in front of him could not compare to Liang Jiuzhou, it was obvious that they came from the same cultivation technique.
there was no doubt that he was a Heavenly Extreme Hall disciple.
"How can they be so fast? "Will he …"
One question after another appeared in Ye Feng's mind. He looked at the ten odd figures that were moving forward with their heads covered in darkness with his bright and clear eyes, and couldn't help but to frown.
"..."
A group of people in pristine white robes stood on the ground like bamboo poles. Even the faces of a few people could be seen clearly under the moonlight.
The young man in the lead wore neat and clean elites clothes embroidered with Heavenly Extreme Hall. On his relatively delicate and pretty face, there were two thick sword-like eyebrows. His curved lips faintly revealed a trace of pride, evidently quite conceited.
Of course, given his age, reaching the Ninth Level of Void Stage realm was indeed something he could be proud of.
This man was Ye Bufann.
It had only been two days since they had arrived at the Demon God Mountain Range entrance, but the group of people that Ye Bufann was leading, had actually passed through several thousand kilometers of dangerous mountain ranges in a short two days, and rushed to the Black Mist Cliff region before the other sects.
It had to be known, that Ye Feng, Jiuxuan Palace and the others, had spent an entire five or six days worth of time, and yet Ye Bufann and the others had only used two days?
Only the Heavenly Extreme Hall and Martial Cultivator s knew what kind of secrets were hidden within.
Ye Feng did not know his junior brother Liang Jiuzhou. With his sharp eyes, he only saw the face of the young man in charge of the group and knew that something was amiss.
As if he had thought of something, Ye Feng released the powerful mental energy of the eleventh stage, which quietly enveloped the group of people.
After sensing for a while, he retracted his spiritual force. His body suddenly shook, and his face revealed an expression of disbelief. Deep in his eyes, there was a thick heaviness.
"What a powerful strength …"
"No less than five Half-Step King Stage experts. Everyone else is at least in the eighth or ninth level of the Void Stage …"
Ye Feng took a deep breath, secretly calming himself down from the shock, but the worry that was expressed on his face was not removed.
In order to compete for this illusory Black Mist Cliff treasure, would Heavenly Extreme Hall send so many elites to enter it?
Impossible.
The Jiugong Pavilion still had a reason, since someone had personally witnessed the abnormal phenomenon of the world, but the Heavenly Extreme Hall was only catching people by surprise to obtain this information, what need was there for them to gather so many people?
Perhaps … Intoxication was not meant for alcohol. Their goal was not some strange treasure with profound strength, but rather …
He himself!