"It's endless, right?" Ye Feng stopped, with a cold look on his face, "How dare you do something in front of me even though you are so obsessed with the remnant soul? Get out of here!"
He shouted low, and in the sea of consciousness, the dragon soul let out a thundering roar!
A majestic and vast power of the soul, far beyond the tribulation period, was like an invisible giant hammer, slamming into the void of this space.
"Boom!"
The entire hall trembled violently.
The hazy fog shrouding the end of the hall was instantly shaken away.
After the mist, a statue of a demon god a hundred feet high was revealed.
The statue had three heads and six arms, with a ferocious face. At this moment, there was a gap between its eyebrows.
A wisp of vague black air floated out from it, letting out an unwilling neigh, and then completely dissipated.
Obviously, the core of the "Path of Asking the Heart" was shattered by Ye Feng's soul impact.
As the formation eye was shattered, the main hall returned to its original appearance. Not far in front of them, dozens of light groups emitting precious light appeared. Each light group is wrapped with an item, some are weapons, some are jade slips, and some are elixirs.
"Is this...is it broken?" Hongxiu looked at the treasures and then at Ye Feng, feeling that his knowledge had been refreshed again. The ancestors of the Hehuan Sect had talked about the "Path of Asking the Heart" with disdain, but he just... scolded it away?
"It's just some little tricks that don't make sense." Ye Feng walked up to those light groups and glanced at them.
These should be the rewards for passing the first test. Although most of them are ordinary Taoist artifacts and elixirs, there are a few items that are quite extraordinary.
"Congratulations on passing the test, you can choose any three items." A voice suddenly sounded in the hall.
Ye Feng was not polite, his eyes wandered in the light group.
He quickly settled on a target.
He stretched out his hand, and an inconspicuous gray ball of light with the dimmest light flew into his hand. The light dissipated, revealing a palm-sized stone covered with natural cracks.
"Sir, this...is this a 'sky cracking stone'?" Hongxiu was a little surprised.
The Sky Cracking Stone is an extremely rare stone that contains fragments of space laws. But its function is also very simple, that is, it is used to refine one-time teleportation array disks, or to strengthen space channels. It has almost zero improvement in personal combat power. Among the many treasures, the value is not the highest.
"Not bad." Ye Feng nodded with satisfaction.
This thing is of great use to him. He carries the origin of space, and the fragments of space law in the cracked sky stone can be directly absorbed by him and used to strengthen the power of the origin. This is more real than any Taoist elixir.
Putting away the Sky Cracking Stone, Ye Feng looked at another light group. Inside is a black jade slip.
"This is the second piece."
He took the jade slip in his hand, penetrated it with his consciousness, and showed a strange smile on his face.
"Sir, what is in this jade slip..." Hong Xiu asked curiously.
When Hong Xiu heard this, a trace of disappointment flashed in his eyes. The incomplete technique is still a demonic body-refining technique, and its value is even lower. She didn't understand why Ye Feng chose these two things.
Of course Ye Feng would not explain. Although this "Immortal Body of Ten Thousand Demons" is incomplete, its core concept is to draw the energy of all demons into the body and temper the body. This is similar to his "God and Demon Suppressing Prison Body". Although he cannot practice directly, his understanding of the "God and Demon Prison Suppressing Body" can be taken to a higher level by drawing parallels.
"There is one last thing." Ye Feng's eyes finally fell on the central light group. In that ball of light, there was a short sword that was as black as ink and had a simple shape. On the blade, demonic energy lingered, and there were faint sounds of ghosts crying and gods howling.
"This is... the ultimate Taoist weapon, the 'Soul-Eating Blade'!" Hongxiu exclaimed.
This dagger is the highest grade and most lethal among all treasures. It is specially designed to hurt the soul of monks and is extremely vicious.
"I don't want this." Ye Feng shook his head.
He has the Qingxuan Sword. Although this Soul-Eating Blade is good, it is not suitable for him.
"I choose this." With a flick of his finger, a beam of star power flew out and hit an inconspicuous light ball next to the "Soul-Eating Blade".
The ball of light burst with a sound, and what fell out was a... dark black, like a fruit core that had been burned by fire.
Hongxiu was completely stunned.
If we talk about the first two things, we can still barely understand that Ye Feng has a special purpose. Then she couldn't understand the third thing at all. This is clearly an abandoned fruit core that has almost lost its spiritual energy.
"Sir, are you sure?" She couldn't help but ask.
"OK." Ye Feng picked up the core and placed it in the palm of his hand, with a smile that no one could understand.
Others don’t recognize it, but he does.
This is not a fruit core, but a seed from the ancient magic plant "Soul-Suppressing Wood"! Although the vitality is almost cut off, as long as there is enough water from the source of gods and demons, it is possible for it to sprout again. Soul-suppressing wood has the miraculous effect of suppressing the soul and getting rid of inner demons. If he can cultivate it and refine it into his sea of consciousness, then his dragon soul origin will be as stable as Mount Tai, invulnerable to all means!
These three items may seem ordinary, but to Ye Feng, their value is far more than a hundred times that of the "Soul-Eating Blade".
Just when he put away the soul-suppressing wood seeds, he was satisfied.
"Boom——!"
Behind them, there was an earth-shattering loud noise from the direction of the gate they had just entered.
A violent and chaotic spiritual energy wave swept over.
Ye Feng looked back and raised his eyebrows. "The action is quite fast. It seems that the 'heroes' outside have found their way in."
Hongxiu's face suddenly darkened. "As expected, they still came in. Zhou Xiaotian and Zhou Yanqing will never give up. Young Master, we must get the "Netherworld Heart Lamp" as soon as possible!"
"No rush." Ye Feng waved his hands, but his face showed a smile. With an interested expression, "Let them come. I would like to see what new tricks these people can play in this demon temple."
He paused and glanced at the remaining treasure light groups, with a cunning look in his eyes.
"Besides, you have to leave some "meeting gifts" for the guests who come later, right?"
After that, with a flick of his finger, several strands of star power that others could not detect silently merged into the "Soul-Eating Blade" suspended in mid-air.
After doing all this, he said to Hongxiu: "Let's go and see what the second level of this demon temple is."
The two of them flashed and flew towards the passage behind the demon statue deep in the hall.
Shortly after they left.
"Bang!"
A huge hole was torn open by a tyrannical force at the entrance of the hall.
Zhou Xiaotian and Zhou Yanqing, with the elites from Feihai Palace and Sanxian Island, rushed in in a panic. Behind them, there was also a group of powerful casual cultivators who acted according to the situation.
They obviously paid a high price, many of them were injured and their breath was disordered.