Another light shout came from behind Beilao and Lin Feng. The demonic beast Kunpeng, spewing clouds and mist, suddenly opened its huge mouth and sucked in fiercely. Instantly, a fierce wind howled, the space churned, and a surging current of air rushed madly toward the Kunpeng's mouth.
The overwhelming suction force made Beilao's body slightly sluggish, and Lin Feng felt as if he were about to be swallowed by the demonic beast, his body no longer his own.
If not for Beilao's firm grip, Lin Feng had no doubt that he would have already become the demonic beast Kunpeng's prey.
Kunpeng, a mystic demonic beast, was incredibly powerful, equivalent to a human expert at the Xuanwu realm. The force of a single suction was something Lin Feng could not resist at his current level.
"Lock."
On the massive body of the Kunpeng, Teng Wushan shouted. A black chain fiercely shot out from his body, directly attacking Lin Feng.
"Get lost."
A voice of rebuke came, and the black chain was caught in someone's palm. It was a rough hand, and the owner of the hand was an old woman.
"Go, I will kill this beast."
The old woman's voice was calm, but Beilao nodded heavily. Among the enemy forces, only two people could catch up to him in speed: one was the old man riding a giant sword, who could control the sword in the air, and the other was Teng Wushan, who controlled the demonic beast Kunpeng. These two might have been prepared for him.
However, the old man with the giant sword was injured by Konglao, and now, as long as the demonic beast Kunpeng was dead, no one could catch up to him.
As for the old woman's words, Beilao had no doubt. If she said it, she would do it.
"I have kept our agreement. Remember to tell that little rascal Liu Canglan that I forgive him. As for the marriage between Wenren Yan and Feifei, I will not mention it again. Lin Feng, he is very good."
The old woman's voice was calm, and Beilao smiled but did not respond.
"Hmph, boasting. I'll see how you can kill my demonic beast Kunpeng."
Teng Wushan sneered, and the black chain trembled, wrapping around the old woman's body. Then, the Kunpeng's huge mouth opened again, and a fierce suction force rushed out, as if to swallow the old woman.
Mystic demonic beasts already had high intelligence. The old woman saying she would kill it made the Kunpeng furious.
"Beast is still a beast."
The old woman shouted coldly, and a fierce howl came from her mouth. Her disheveled hair flew, and a huge shadow of a venomous snake appeared behind her. She seemed to transform into a venomous snake, directly rushing into the Kunpeng's mouth.
Indeed, the old woman did not resist but followed the black chain and the suction force from the Kunpeng's mouth, directly entering the Kunpeng's body.
Lin Feng watched the scene in front of him, deeply moved.
"Let's go."
Beilao said indifferently, glanced at the scene, and then his figure trembled and disappeared.
A huge explosion and an angry roar echoed from afar, and Lin Feng could already guess the outcome.
For the old woman who broke her promise and saved Wenren Yan, Lin Feng no longer had any hatred. As she said, she saved Wenren Yan because he was her disciple, and for Wenren Yan, she could abandon her dignity.
And Yunhai Sect was the sect she protected. For the sect, she could abandon her life.
The ugly old woman was respectable!
No one could stop Beilao anymore. His martial soul wings flashed wildly, turning him into a black shadow that quickly disappeared from the valley.
Beilao and Lin Feng finally walked out of Yunhai Sect alive, but they had no sense of relief. They were very clear that their lives were bought with the blood of Yunhai Sect.
At Tianqian Cliff, where the Bell and Drum Cliffs were located, it was a sheer cliff with no path.
Apart from the passage through Tianqian Cliff, one could only enter or leave through the void.
At this moment, a crane-like figure flashed from the sky, like a streak of light, landing on the Bell and Drum Cliffs.
Seeing this familiar place, Lin Feng was momentarily stunned, somewhat puzzled. Beilao did not take him far from Yunhai Sect but brought him here.
"Let's go down."
Beilao glanced at the Bell and Drum Cliffs and then led Lin Feng down the cliff, descending a thousand meters, both of them in the rolling mist.
"Do you remember where we came down?"
Beilao stopped and asked Lin Feng.
Lin Feng did not understand the meaning of Beilao's words but still nodded and said, "I remember."
"Good. Start from where we came down and descend a thousand meters along the cliff. That's where we are now."
Beilao said, casually tapping the rock wall three times. Immediately, a rumbling sound came, and the perfectly fitting rock wall moved, turning into a sliding stone wall.
This sheer cliff actually had a hidden world.
"Let's go in." Beilao led Lin Feng into it, and the stone wall moved and closed with a loud thud.
This was a grand hall, like an ancient temple, filled with a rustic and powerful aura.
Inside the grand hall, dragons and phoenixes were carved, and many towering pillars supported the entire hall. On them were carved countless demonic beasts, many of which Lin Feng had never seen before.
"Yunhai Sect established its sect here not because of the terrain but because the ancestors discovered this grand hall here."
Beilao's voice sounded, introducing Lin Feng. "This should be a cultivation place left by ancient experts. Of course, it could also be a sect. The powerful techniques and martial arts you see in the Star Pavilion were obtained by our ancestors from here. Moreover, it is said that the techniques and martial arts in the Star Pavilion were once much more powerful, but due to the leakage of information, many powerful techniques and martial arts were stolen over a thousand years. Therefore, Yunhai Sect now regards this place as a top-secret location, known only to the sect's protectors, even the sect leader does not know."
A cultivation place left by ancient experts? Even the sect leader doesn't know?
Lin Feng was slightly moved. This place could only be entered by the sect's protectors.
Looking around the grand hall, it was extremely spacious and majestic, giving a sense of ancient and powerful aura. The items inside, though covered in dust, were very ancient and exquisite.
"Lin Feng, follow me."
Beilao took a step and led Lin Feng deeper into the grand hall. After a moment, they entered an ancient room. Inside, there was a bookshelf made of brown green dragon sandalwood, leaning against the wall. On the bookshelf, some books were scattered, covered in dust but neatly arranged, clearly organized by someone before.
"The techniques and martial arts we took to the Star Pavilion are all handwritten copies. The originals are here, the lowest being Xuan level, the highest being Earth level lower grade, and there are quite a few. However, they are very difficult to cultivate. Even we, the protectors, can only cultivate these Earth level lower grade techniques and martial arts to a minor success. You can choose suitable techniques and martial arts to cultivate here."
If it were in the past, Lin Feng would have been very happy to come here, but the heavy mood now made it impossible for him to be happy. Those gazes kept appearing in his mind, unable to be shaken off.
"Let's go to another room."
Beilao did not let Lin Feng stay here but led him to another ancient room.
"Weapons."
As soon as they entered the ancient room, a fierce and sharp aura rushed over, making Lin Feng's heart tremble slightly.
Weapons have spirits.
Weapons with spirits are called spirit weapons.
"Let's call them weapons, but more accurately, they are spirit weapons."
Beilao's gaze was solemn. "Weapons generally refer to ordinary weapons, but the weapons here are spiritual and incredibly powerful."
Beilao walked to a hanging ancient sword, took it down, and said to Lin Feng, "Give me the sword on your back."
Lin Feng nodded slightly and handed the long sword on his back to Beilao.
But then, Beilao swung the sword without using any techniques or martial arts, directly colliding with Lin Feng's sword.
"Crack."
A crisp sound came, and Lin Feng's sword broke into two pieces, the broken part smooth, clearly not broken by force but by its sharpness.
"All the weapons here are spirit weapons. However, the innocent have no sin, but the guilty do. We have never let these spirit weapons be seen by the world, but from now on, they all belong to you."
"Belong to me?" Lin Feng was stunned. Beilao was still alive, yet he was giving everything here to him?
"Yes, everything here belongs to you." Beilao nodded solemnly, taking out an item from his pocket, an ancient stone ring, very ordinary.
"This is an ancient storage ring, with its own space, also obtained from this hall. Drip your blood on it to open the space inside. Try it."
Beilao handed the stone ring to Lin Feng and said.
Lin Feng did as he was told, using the sword to cut his finger, and a drop of blood fell on the stone ring. The blood slowly flowed, and then a strange scene occurred.
The stone ring emitted a dazzling light, and the drop of blood turned bright red, slowly seeping into the stone ring.
At this moment, a strange feeling arose, and Lin Feng felt a mysterious connection with the stone ring.
With a thought, Lin Feng felt his consciousness enter the stone ring. Inside, there was indeed a huge space, and many items were stored.
A familiar aura spread with the wind, making Lin Feng's heart tremble.
"This is?"
Lin Feng's pupils contracted, staring at Beilao.
"You are right. That is Nan Gong's aura. Before he died, this stone ring belonged to him. Now, you are the owner of this stone ring." Beilao's expression was solemn, his gaze fixed on Lin Feng. "Lin Feng, now, you are the new sect leader of Yunhai Sect."