Even though dozens of disciples from Sanxian Island were in a state of confusion, they were still subconsciously inspired by the sect’s sword formation and followed her to activate the sword technique.
For a time, the sword energy was everywhere, and the murderous intention was awe-inspiring. Countless sword lights that contained the meaning of disillusionment intertwined into a dragnet and headed towards Ye Feng, covering his head.
"The island owner is crazy!"
"Quickly retreat!"
Zhou Xiaotian and others were so frightened that they rolled and crawled back, fearing that they would be affected by this terrifying sword formation.
Hongxiu also lost her beauty and hurriedly shouted: "Master, be careful!"
However, facing this terrifying sword formation that was enough to strangle a strong man in the Tribulation Stage, Ye Feng didn't even have a trace of emotion on his face.
He didn’t even look at the sword light that filled the sky.
He just raised his hand and pointed at Zhou Yanqing, who had been completely demonized and had a ferocious face.
"Soul-Destroying Thorn."
A power of soul that was invisible to the naked eye, condensed to the extreme, ignored all sword energy and defenses, and instantly pierced Zhou Yanqing's eyebrows like an invisible sharp needle.
Zhou Yanqing, who was frantically activating the sword array, suddenly stiffened.
The madness and malice in her eyes solidified instantly, replaced by boundless fear and confusion.
She felt that in her sea of consciousness, there was an unstoppable power of the soul with dragon power, crushing her soul that was on the verge of collapse.
"Plop."
Under everyone's horrified eyes, Zhou Yanqing, who was so powerful just a second ago, fell straight down.
Vitality, cut off.
The soul will be destroyed.
With the death of her, the leader of the formation, the sword formation that filled the sky, like sourceless water, instantly collapsed and dissipated, turning into little auras.
The whole place was deathly silent.
Everyone seemed to have been cast a restraining spell, staring blankly at this scene, their minds going blank.
One finger.
Just one finger.
The island owner of Sanxian Island, who had burned the Soul Dao Foundation and was as powerful as a strong person in the Tribulation Stage, just... died?
This... what kind of magical method is this?
Zhou Xiaotian only felt that his legs were trembling crazily, and a cold air rushed from the soles of his feet to the sky.
In the face of absolute power, any struggle is in vain.
Ye Feng retracted his fingers without even looking at Zhou Yanqing's body, as if he had just crushed an ant to death.
His eyes slowly swept over everyone else present.
The monks from Fuhai Palace, the disciples from Sanxian Island, and the casual cultivators hiding behind.
Everyone who was caught by his gaze trembled and lowered their heads subconsciously, not even having the courage to look at him.
"Now," Ye Feng said calmly, his voice was not loud, but it reached everyone's ears clearly, "Does anyone else have any ideas about this Demon Palace?"
No one answered.
"Very good." Ye Feng nodded with satisfaction.
He turned around and said to Hongxiu, who was already shocked beyond measure: "Let's go, the flies have been taken care of. Let's go get what you want."
Hongxiu just woke up from a dream. She looked at Ye Feng's back, her eyes filled with awe, gratitude, and a hint of... admiration that she herself had not noticed.
She took a deep breath, suppressed the turbulent emotions in her heart, and followed quickly.
The two of them walked slowly into the depths of the passage in front of everyone, and no one dared to step forward to stop them.
Until their figures completely disappeared into the darkness.
The oppressive atmosphere was broken.
"Plop!"
Zhou Xiaotian could no longer hold on and collapsed on the ground, his whole body already soaked in cold sweat.
After passing through the deep and twisting passage, the eyes suddenly opened up.
A palace completely different from the outside world appeared in front of Ye Feng and Hongxiu.
This place does not have the emptiness and silence of the first hall, but is instead filled with some kind of strange vitality.
In the center of the hall is a cold pool with rippling blue waves. The water in the pool is not ordinary water, but is liquefied by the extremely pure power of Taiyin, exuding a chill that penetrates the bone marrow.
Above the pond, a huge black lotus bloomed quietly.
In the center of the lotus platform, an ancient bronze lamp with a simple shape is burning with a blue flame. The flame seemed weak, but it exuded a strange power that could illuminate the Nine Netherworld and warm the soul.
"Netherworld Heart Lamp!" When Hongxiu saw the ancient lamp, her breathing became rapid, and her eyes were full of excitement and piety.
This is the supreme inheritance token of the Hehuan Sect, a sacred object that countless generations of their lineage have dreamed of.
On the other side of the cold pool, a ray of silver-white airflow that is purer and more condensed than the water in the pool, as bright as the moonlight, is slowly circling. Wherever it passed, even the space was rippled.
"The origin of Taiyin!"
Ye Feng's eyes were immediately attracted by the air current.
This is the biggest goal of his trip.
"Sir, as agreed..." Hong Xiu suppressed the urge to rush forward to get the lamp, turned around and looked at Ye Feng, her tone was extremely solemn.
"Go." Ye Feng nodded, "Your things are over there. My things are over here. Let's each take what we need."
"Thank you, sir!" Hongxiu bowed deeply to Ye Feng. She no longer knew how to repay this kindness.
She took a deep breath and activated the sect's secret method. A layer of pink halo appeared on the surface of her body, protecting her whole body. She carefully flew towards the black lotus in the center of the cold pool.
Ye Feng, on the other hand, had some free time and walked towards the source of the twilight.
However, just as he was about to approach the cold pool, his footsteps suddenly stopped.
He raised his head and his eyes fell on the Nether Heart Lamp.
"Something's wrong."
Everything went too smoothly.
From the moment he entered the Demon Palace, neither the "Path of Asking the Heart" nor the greedy people outside posed any real threat to him. It was as if all this was just to "invite" him here.
And this last palace does not even have a decent guarding restriction.
This is not common sense.
Unless...the palace itself, or in other words, the things in this palace, is the biggest trap.
His eyes fell on the blue flame again. The flame seemed warm, but there was an extremely dangerous aura hidden in his powerful soul perception.
"Hongxiu, stop!" Ye Feng shouted suddenly.
Hongxiu, who had already flown above the black lotus, was stunned when he heard this, and subconsciously stopped his hand reaching for the heart lamp.
"Sir, what's wrong?" she asked in confusion.
The moment she opened her mouth, a sudden change occurred!
The dark heart lamp that had been burning quietly, the blue flame at the wick suddenly exploded!
In an instant, the entire hall was swallowed up by this blue sea of fire.
An indescribable terrifying will awakened from the flames.
"Jiejiejiejie... After waiting for so many years, I finally... finally waited for a perfect sacrifice with the "Taiyin Body"!"
An evil voice echoed in the hall.
The faint blue flame condensed into a huge human face in mid-air. The facial features of that person were distorted.
"Ancestor... Ancestor?" Hongxiu looked at the human face, her beauty turned pale, and she exclaimed.
The outline of that face is actually 70% similar to the portrait of the founder of the sect enshrined in the Hehuan Sect!
"Grandmaster? Hahaha!" The man's face let out a harsh laugh, "That stupid woman is dead a long time ago! Her attempt to suppress me is simply a wishful thinking! I am an evil demon from outside the world, immortal! Over the years, I have devoured her remaining soul, and even refined this broken lamp into my 'devil heart'!"
"Now, as long as I swallow you, the descendant of her bloodline, I will be able to break free from this prison and come back to the world! Little girl, obediently become a part of me!"
Before he finished speaking, the blue magic fire that filled the sky turned into countless chains and wrapped around the red sleeves overwhelmingly.
Hongxiu was suppressed by the terrifying demonic power, unable to move, and could only watch death coming.
She had never imagined that the greatest danger in this demon palace would come from the sacred relics of their ancestors that they worshiped as gods!
It turns out that this was a scam from beginning to end!