Chapter 317: Encountering Rigor Mortis

This graceful figure was actually someone Ye Feng knew. It was the Pavilion Master of Wufu Treasure Pavilion, Yan Siya, who had introduced him to the black market to find Mr. Zhao and helped Ye Feng a lot. Situ Reading 520 Official Website

"Such a sharp mental power. He almost detected me when I was within a hundred feet of him. This Ye Feng is really unexpected..."

Yan Siya looked up and looked into the distance. A trace of caution suddenly appeared on her smiling face: "But the difficulty of obtaining the strange fire is beyond imagination. I hope he can live up to the expectations of me and Mr. Zhao and complete it smoothly... Then it will be worth it for me, the Pavilion Master, to spend so much effort to lead away the two black market masters for him..."

After saying this, Yan Siya looked in the direction where Ye Feng left, and her figure trembled, and she disappeared again suddenly on the spot...

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Continue to move forward for almost a whole day, gradually approaching the edge of the burial pit.

Tomorrow, we will really step into that evil place.

After a long battle with the monsters, Ye Feng's fighting skills became more and more proficient. He also felt that the barrier that prevented him from entering the third level of the innate realm was gradually becoming thinner, and it seemed that there was a tendency to break through at any time.

The night had fallen, and Ye Feng simply ate a little, then jumped onto an ancient tree several dozen feet high and began to meditate and regulate his breath.

At the innate level, you can absorb the vitality of heaven and earth to replenish your vitality, so there will be no problem even if you don't sleep or eat for a few days. However, after entering the burial pit, the next battle will become more and more cruel, and it is necessary to keep your spirits full and keep your body in peak condition.

That night, his thoughts were very messy. The sky in the distance was red on one side, and it seemed that even the moonlight had turned red, which reminded him of Hua Ling's voice and smile, and the blood and massacre that happened in Zhaojiazhuang.

Hua Ling, are you still alive?

If you are still alive, where are you?

And his father Ye Tian.

After coming to the powerful country of Xitang, Ye Feng also went to Master Dong to continue to pursue the origin of the yellow spell, but Master Dong was always vague, as if the spell left by Zhao Dapeng was the death spell issued by the King of Hell.

This made Ye Feng feel heavy in his heart.

Master Dong must have been trying to protect himself, not wanting him to run headfirst into the bottomless and terrifying darkness when he was weak, but his father was his father after all. Ye Feng's soul had nothing to do with him, but he had the blood of the Ye family flowing in his body. This strong signal from his bones constantly drove Ye Feng to be conscious, independent, and stronger.

At this moment, he could only hope that the road ahead would be smooth sailing.

Successfully find the strange fire, bring the Qingwu Youhuo back to the black market and give it to Mr. Zhao, then activate the void beast egg and hatch a powerful void beast. He hoped that with the help of such a powerful beast as the void beast, he would find his father Ye Tian and Hua Ling as soon as possible, and the family would be reunited.

What about reaching the peak of martial arts, what about being famous and invincible? To Ye Feng, it was all empty talk. In his heart, his family was not as important as his.

This was the only thing he was looking forward to the most...

The next day, as soon as the sky brightened, Ye Feng was ready to go.

A whole night of meditation made him more aware of his expectations and responsibilities. For the sake of his family, he could only go on as usual and get out of the fire pit alive.

The heat waves were surging, and sometimes there were billowing smoke. This area was full of fiery red rocks, bare and without anything growing on them. Occasionally, red hot springs, or magma, could be seen.

Except for the most tenacious ancient trees, there were no other creatures within sight.

This was a real tenacious fire pit, extremely unsuitable for human survival. Within a radius of thousands of miles, this fire pit would occasionally be intruded by fearless herbalists or beast hunters, and it was sparsely populated.

This place was full of murderous intent, and even the air was filled with a faint fiery red color. Moreover, Ye Feng recalled that he had wanted to rest and recuperate last night, but he inexplicably recalled the past, which made him a little depressed today.

It seems that this area is indeed very strange as Mr. Zhao said. The colored air also has some fire poison left, which can quietly affect the mind of the warrior.

Thinking of this, Ye Feng felt a little apprehensive. He poured out a "Qingxin Pill" from a porcelain bottle given by Mr. Zhao, swallowed it, and then plunged into the fiery red.

"Fire Burial Pit, here I come."

...

However, just as Ye Feng plunged into the fire burial pit area, a black figure was slowly approaching behind him.

Thousands of feet away, there was a black figure similar to a human, running silently. This figure seemed to be a little stiff, but the speed was obviously beyond the understanding of ordinary people. It was like a ghost, and one step was ten feet.

Under the permeation of such a fiery red atmosphere, Ye Feng's perception was obviously much worse, and he was actually unaware of it.

The clothes on the black figure were tattered, and some parts had even rotted into a ball. The scarlet color in his pupils was full of violence and blood, and there was no mercy in his eyes that humans should have. It seemed that he looked like a human, but in fact, he had already lost his humanity.

Looking at the direction it was running, it was obviously heading towards Ye Feng.

In just a blink of an eye, the black figure had approached to a position less than a hundred feet away from Ye Feng, and then his movements slowed down. His dilapidated body was hidden in the tall ancient trees, and he began to approach Ye Feng step by step.

Its humanity had been annihilated, but its hunting instinct remained, allowing it to make such a move.

It was not until the black figure approached Ye Feng within ten feet that the latter finally sensed the crisis.

"What is this? What breath?"

Almost instantly, Ye Feng suddenly felt a cold murderous intent coming from behind him, which made his face change.

"Roar..."

The next moment, a shrill roar broke the silence in this strange space, and a full red light came in the air like lightning. The black figure opened his palms and ten fingers, and his sharp nails seemed to be made of fine iron. Under the red light, it exuded a chill and approached Ye Feng instantly.

"Zombie!"

At the critical moment, Ye Feng still maintained his inner calm, and stretched out the Destruction Knife in his hand, and chopped it with a flame knife technique.

Suddenly, the knife flashed, and the surroundings were filled with whirring wind.

"Clang..."

The heavy blade chopped the zombie's right hand, but it did not cut it in two. Instead, it made a sound like cutting fine iron.

Ye Feng felt a huge recoil force coming from his wrist, which made his palm numb.

After being startled, Ye Feng quickly pulled back, and the figure rolled on the ground in an instant, looking very embarrassed, but narrowly avoided the claw attack of the zombie's other hand.