Following Ye Feng's thought, the oven of creation appeared in front of him.
Boom!
When the lid of the ancient furnace was lifted, a dark and deep devouring wave suddenly burst out, drowning the three sealed ones that Ye Feng took out.
Buzz buzz!
Suddenly, huge amounts of skill were absorbed and then integrated into Ye Feng's magic power.
The sealers of these three super-rich clans are not small figures. They are all well-known figures in the life-threatening realm in the outside world.
Even though they have fallen, they were once extremely powerful beings.
It's just that in this foreign battlefield, you can only suppress your cultivation to the level of magical power, so you die so cowardly.
But now the three of them have become Ye Feng's powerful help.
In that devouring frenzy, the bodies of the three sealers shriveled up quickly, and all the skills in their bodies were swallowed up and transformed into Ye Feng's cultivation and strength.
Buzz!
Buzz!
At this moment, Ye Feng's cultivation power is increasing at an incredible speed.
Originally, Ye Feng's cultivation had just broken through to the ninth level of the magical power realm, but now he was about to hit the half-step life-threatening realm.
"Break it for me!"
Suddenly at a certain moment, Ye Feng opened his eyes.
Two dazzling diamond lights flashed out from his pupils.
Ye Feng roared, and a new and powerful aura suddenly burst out from his body.
That is the momentum that belongs to the half-step life-killing realm!
"Finally, I have touched the true top level of cultivation on the battlefield outside the territory, the half-step life-killing realm!"
Ye Feng's eyes were overjoyed.
He knew that he could not continue to break through, otherwise he would be obliterated by the thunder punishment of heaven on the battlefield outside the territory.
Ye Feng stood up, looked at Shang who was drawing on the ground next to him, and asked: "Shang, how are you? Did you find any clues?"
Shang was a little unsure and said: "I found some clues of the saints. It's amazing. I don't know who used great supernatural powers to erase all the breaths and traces of the saints. But I still found some. Now I can only follow them.
Keep looking for these clues."
Ye Feng nodded, not disappointed, but said loudly: "It's good to be able to find some clues. Those super wealthy families probably can't even find any clues, and can only rely on some long-standing memories of their ancestors.
Exploring, that’s too inefficient.”
As he spoke, Shang turned into a black light and entered the space between Ye Feng's eyebrows.
A patch of mottled light, forming a veined light pattern like a damaged map, appeared in Ye Feng's mind.
That was the clue about the Saints that Shang spent several days searching for.
The treasure left by the saints may be at the end of these clues.
"Roar!"
At this time, the underground fire dragon roared, seeming to have discovered something.
Ye Feng's eyes moved and he looked outside the dilapidated palace where he was.
I saw tall black figures, exuding an extremely evil aura, walking over from the ruins outside the palace.
"Ho ho ho!"
At this time, the underground fire dragon seemed a little uneasy and shouted loudly at the group of black figures approaching.
Ye Feng is very familiar with the evil aura on these black figures.
Those dozen figures were covered with black scales. They had ferocious faces, red eyes, and were bloodthirsty and cruel.
"The evil tribe from outside the territory!"
Ye Feng's eyes changed slightly.
In this sacred holy-level area, how come the figures of evil tribes from outside the territory appear?