The moment the colorful glow appeared, the entire wasteland boiled. Countless rays of escaping light rose from all directions, like crucian carp crossing a river, rushing crazily towards the direction of the rays of light.



"This is the glow of the birth of a rare treasure! Quick, let's go there too!"



"Such a vision must be an incredible treasure!"



"Opportunity! This is the real opportunity of the Tongtian Secret Realm!"



All kinds of exclamations came one after another, and the monks' eyes showed greed and enthusiasm.



The Tianji Sect disciples beside Ye Feng also looked excited and looked at Ye Feng, waiting for his instructions.



"Senior Brother Ye, we..."



Ye Feng said: "Be careful. At this time, chaos and fighting are most likely to occur. Don't act without permission."



"Yes, Senior Brother Ye!" Several disciples responded in unison. With Ye Feng's words, they felt reassured. Ye Feng's thunderous tactics just now had completely convinced them.



Ye Feng threw the collected storage bags into his storage ring. The Star Thunder Sword vibrated and turned into a stream of light, flying towards the direction of Xiaguang. Several Tianji Sect disciples quickly activated their magic weapons and followed closely behind.



Along the way, Ye Feng’s consciousness was on high alert. He discovered that the closer he got to the Land of Xiaguang, the richer the aura in the air was, but also the more violent it became. From time to time, you can see some monks fighting directly because of fighting for the way or disagreement, and bloodshed suddenly appeared.



"Huh, a bunch of idiots who were blinded by greed." Ye Feng sneered in his heart, but he was also more cautious.



He deliberately avoided several areas where fierce conflicts were taking place, and took a few fellow disciples with him to choose a relatively remote path.



After about a stick of incense, a majestic palace complex appeared in front of everyone.



This palace complex is located in a huge basin, covering an extremely large area. It is made of an unknown blue-black boulder. Above the palace, the colorful glow envelopes the entire palace complex.



The periphery of the palace complex is a layer of pale golden light curtain visible to the naked eye, which is obviously a powerful protective restriction.



At this moment, thousands of monks have gathered outside the palace, and the entrance is completely surrounded by darkness.



"This...is this the palace?" a Tianji Sect disciple said in shock.



"What a powerful forbidden wave!" Another disciple looked solemn.



Ye Feng glanced over and found that these monks came from different forces, including some Nascent Soul monks with powerful auras. They were all trying to attack the pale golden light curtain. The light of various spells and magic weapons exploded like fireworks, and the roar was endless.



However, the pale golden light curtain was as stable as a mountain. Even if the attacks fell like raindrops, there would only be ripples and no signs of breaking.



"This restriction is so powerful. So many masters have joined forces to break it?"



"It is said that this palace is called "Tongtian Immortal Palace" and it is the cave of a powerful person in ancient times. The restriction is naturally no small matter."



"What should we do? Can we just watch?"



The crowd was talking a lot, and many people had anxious looks on their faces.



Ye Feng frowned slightly. He could feel that this restriction contained an extremely pure and majestic energy. It would not be easy to forcefully break it.



At this moment, a commotion suddenly broke out in the crowd.



"It's the people from Wanjian Sect who are here!"



"There is also the Black Evil Sect! How did they get together?"



Only two groups of people were seen, flying in from a distance with great momentum.



The leader of Wan Jian Zong is a young man dressed in white and carrying an ancient sword on his back. He has a stern face and sharp eyes as sharp as a sword. His cultivation is at the early stage of Nascent Soul. The disciples of Wanjian Sect behind him all have sharp sword auras and are obviously good players.



As for the Black Evil Sect, they were led by a tall man in black robes with a sinewy face. He was full of evil aura and his cultivation was also at the early stage of Nascent Soul. The disciples behind him also exuded a cold and evil aura.



As soon as these two groups of people arrived, they directly occupied the position closest to the forbidden light curtain, pushing aside some other monks from small and medium-sized forces.



"Go away! This place is taken over by our Wanjian Sect!" A disciple of the Wanjian Sect shouted arrogantly.



"If you don't want to die, stay away!" The disciples of the Black Evil Sect were also rude.



The monks who were squeezed away dared not speak out in anger. After all, these two major sects were not something they could afford to offend.



When Ye Feng saw this scene, a coldness flashed in his eyes. Wan Jian Sect and Black Evil Sect are his old enemies.



"Senior Brother Ye is from the Wanjian Sect and the Black Evil Sect." A Tianji Sect disciple reminded in a low voice, with a hint of nervousness in his tone.



"I saw it." Ye Feng nodded lightly, his eyes scanning the two groups of people, as if he was looking for something.



The young man leading the team from the Wanjian Sect and the black-robed man from the Black Evil Sect looked at each other and seemed to have reached some kind of tacit understanding.



"Everyone, this restriction is not trivial. Why don't we work together to break it open first? As for the treasures inside, how about each of us depending on our abilities?" The young man in white from the Wanjian Sect said loudly, and his voice reached everyone's ears.



"Okay!" The big man in black robe responded.



The leaders of other large sects, such as Ziyang Palace, Wanfo Temple, etc., also expressed their agreement. After all, it would be difficult for a sect alone to break through such restrictions in a short period of time.



Soon, a temporary anti-ban alliance was formed.



Dozens of masters in the Nascent Soul stage and hundreds of elite disciples in the late Golden Core stage took action at the same time. All kinds of powerful spells and magic weapons converged into a terrifying torrent of energy and slammed into the pale golden light curtain!



"Rumble——!"



An earth-shaking loud noise came, and the entire basin trembled.



The pale golden light curtain shook violently, and the light flickered on and off, obviously under tremendous pressure.



"It works! Everyone, work harder!" The young man in white from Wanjian Sect flashed his eyes, activated his flying sword again, and slashed out a shocking sword rainbow.



Others also stepped up their attacks.



Ye Feng mingled on the edge of the crowd and was not in a hurry to take action, but carefully observed the changes in the restriction. He discovered that although this restriction was powerful, it did not seem to be a purely defensive restriction. It also contained some strange formation patterns.



""Little Zhutian Star Fighting Formation"..." Ye Feng's heart moved. He felt that some of the operation methods of this restriction were somewhat similar to the "Little Zhutian Star Fighting Formation" he practiced, but it was more complicated and mysterious.



Just when everyone was attacking the restriction with all their strength, Ye Feng suddenly noticed that among the crowds of Wanjian Sect and Black Evil Sect, there were several eyes each, glancing towards him from time to time, with undisguised murderous intent.



"It seems that they also recognize me." A sneer appeared at the corner of Ye Feng's lips.



"Senior Brother Ye, they seem to be targeting us." A Tianji Sect disciple said uneasily.



"It's okay, they're just a bunch of clowns." Ye Feng didn't care, "Let them work hard to break the ban first, and we'll reap the benefits."



He quietly sent a message to several junior disciples: "When the ban is broken, Don't rush in, follow me and listen to my command."



"Yes!"



After several more rounds of bombardment, the pale golden light curtain finally let out an overwhelmed wail, and the light quickly dimmed.



"Click!"



A clear cracking sound sounded, and the light curtain was like a broken mirror, breaking inch by inch, turning into light spots all over the sky and dissipating.



"The restriction is broken!"



"Come on!"



Someone shouted, and thousands of monks who could no longer hold back rushed towards the entrance of the palace like a tide.



The scene instantly became chaotic.