Boom!
The moment the corpse entered the body, a majestic life essence and original power exploded!
Ye Feng's body was like an inflated balloon, with his meridians, bones, and flesh all bearing a huge impact.
But he was prepared.
"Zhou Tian Xing Jue" is running crazily, and the source of star power in the body is like a huge millstone, starting to rotate slowly, grinding, absorbing, and suppressing this overbearing power bit by bit.
At the same time, he used the method of "Dayan Star Formation" to seal most of his original power deep in the Dantian, forming a slowly rotating golden vortex, leaving only a trace, which slowly merged with his own bloodline.
Even just a trace of it made Ye Feng feel the earth-shaking changes.
His physical strength is increasing at a terrifying speed. Every move he makes contains the power to collapse mountains and crack mountains.
What’s more important is that there are some inexplicable things in his bloodline. It seems like some broken inherited memories, but also like an innate magical instinct.
He had a hunch that as long as he was given enough time to completely digest this corpse, his strength would undergo a real transformation.
After refining part of the source, Ye Feng stood up, left the cave, and headed east.
With the protection of Chaoyin Formation, his journey became uneventful.
He saw with his own eyes that wanted notices were posted in all the major cities along the way. The portrait above depicts two ferocious "devils" with green faces and fangs. Their crimes are too numerous to describe, and the amount of the reward is staggeringly high.
He even encountered a strict interrogation in front of a pass stationed by disciples of Tianjian Villa.
A disciple, holding a "magic mirror" that can detect evil spirits, carefully shines it on everyone who passes by.
When it was Ye Feng's turn, the disciple looked at him in the mirror for a long time.
On the mirror surface, there was peace. Not to mention the demonic energy, even the fluctuations of spiritual power in the early stage of spiritual transformation that Ye Feng deliberately disguised seemed ordinary and harmless to humans and animals.
"Next." The disciple waved his hand impatiently.
Ye Feng just walked over in a swaggering manner under the eyes of countless monks.
He could clearly feel that the Chaos Formation Disk in his arms was emitting a trace of undetectable fluctuations, leading all prying eyes into nothingness.
"Easy to use." Ye Feng gave a fair evaluation in his heart.
Through the hinterland of Zhongzhou, the scene in front of us began to change.
There is a salty and fresh smell in the air. Continuous mountains are gradually replaced by plains and hills. The distant skyline is no longer the outline of mountains, but a vast expanse of boundless blue.
East China Sea, here we come.
The first city Ye Feng arrived at was called "Wanghai City".
This is a giant port city that is far larger and more prosperous than Linhe City. The architectural style here is rough and bold, and the monks on the streets are also different from those in the interior. Most of them have dark skin, strong breaths, and a sense of courage that they have been fighting against the wind and waves all year round.
The skin and bones of various sea beasts, inner elixirs, and rare sea spiritual herbs can be seen everywhere in the shops on both sides of the street.
Ye Feng did not stay too long, and arrived at a restaurant called "Tingchao Pavilion" as agreed with Hong Xiu.
He asked for a private room by the window, ordered a pot of the local specialty "Biluochun", and sat quietly, looking out the window at the magnificent scene of the sea and sky.
He is waiting.
About an hour later, there was a gentle knock on the door of the private room.
A woman with a graceful figure and a light blue dress, her face covered with gauze, walked in carrying a plate of spiritual fruits.
"Sir, you ordered the "Pearl of the East China Sea"." The woman's voice was clear and sweet.
Ye Feng's eyes fell on the plate of spiritual fruits. It was a kind of fruit that looked like pearls. There were nine of them in total. Their placement coincided with the number of the nine palaces.
This is the code they agreed on.
"Thank you." Ye Feng flicked his finger, and a high-grade spiritual stone fell on the tray.
The woman put away the spirit stone but did not leave. She closed the door, set up a soundproof barrier, and then slowly took off the veil on her face.
A stunning face that was both happy and angry, naturally charming, appeared in front of Ye Feng.
It is Hongxiu.
"Young Master Ye, you are finally here. The slave family is so excited to wait." Hong Xiu smiled sweetly, full of charm.
"I was delayed for a while on the road." Ye Feng said lightly.
"It's more than just a delay." Hongxiu covered her mouth and chuckled, her beautiful eyes sparkling, "Even our East China Sea side has heard about the commotion that the young master made in Linhe City and the Ghost Market. The 'Two Demonic Demons' are really powerful."
Obviously, with the intelligence capabilities of the Hehuan Sect, he has guessed the truth of the matter.
Ye Feng asked directly without comment, "When will the Nether Demon Palace be opened?"
Seeing him being so direct, Hong Xiu stopped teasing and became serious.
"Just three days later, on a full moon night, when the tide receded." She said, "However, the situation this time is more complicated than we expected."
"How to say?"
"The news has been leaked." A coldness flashed in Hongxiu's eyes, "I don't know which link went wrong. Question. Now, several major forces in the East China Sea, including "Fuhai Palace", "Three Immortals Island", and even some powerful casual cultivators from overseas, have learned that the "Netherworld Demon Palace" is about to be opened. Now there is a mixed bag of fish and dragons in Wanghai City, and I don't know how many masters are hiding."
"In other words, there will be many people who want to get a piece of the pie."
"Yes." Hong Xiu nodded, "The Netherworld Demon Palace is the place where the ancestor of our Hehuan Sect is buried. It contains not only the inherited secrets of our sect, but also countless rare treasures that the senior has collected throughout his life. The most important thing is that it is said that there is a wisp of the "Origin of Taiyin" hidden in the palace. This is a fatal temptation for any monk."
Ye Feng's eyebrows raised slightly.
The origin of Taiyin. This was an unexpected surprise.
"So, what do you need me to do?"
"I need you to help me get the core inheritance token of the Demon Palace - the "Netherworld Heart Lamp"." Hongxiu's expression was extremely solemn, "Only by getting it can I truly control the Demon Palace and revive my Hehuan Sect. As a reward, in addition to the previous I promise you that you can choose any three of the other treasures in the Demon Palace. And I can tell you the exact location of the "Tai Yin Origin"."
"Deal." Ye Feng did not hesitate.
He is here for profit. Now that the benefits have become greater, he naturally has no reason to refuse.
Looking at Ye Feng's calm look, Hong Xiu couldn't help but have a strange feeling in his heart.
The man in front of me is obviously not very advanced, but he always gives people a sense of confidence that he has everything under control. It seemed like big troubles were just trivial matters that could be easily solved in front of him.
"For the past three days, the young master has been resting in Tingchao Pavilion. This is my place, no one dares to disturb me." Hongxiu put on her veil again, stood up and prepared to leave, "I will come to find you in three days. At that time, we will go together to meet these "heroes" of the East China Sea."
After that, she bowed to Ye Feng, turned and pushed the door open.
In the private room, silence returned again.
Ye Feng picked up the teacup, took a sip, and looked out the window again.
In the distance, the waves crashed against the rocks, making bursts of thunder-like roars. A storm seems to be brewing.
He put down the tea cup, and the corners of his mouth curved up with a hint of expectation.
It’s fun when there are many people.
The more people there are, the muddier the water becomes.
What he is best at is fishing in muddy water.