In the cold and violent wind, a loud and tragic cry resounded throughout the world, with a mournful tone that sounded continuously.
Ye Feng and Wu Ji had a look of surprise in their eyes. The sound didn't seem to be entirely caused by the wind blowing. It seemed as if someone was actually mourning and crying in the distance, resounding in the hearts of the two of them.
What's even more frightening is that this sadness seems to be able to infect the hearts of the two of them. Ye Feng is a little better and has strong mental power to restrain it, but Wu Ji only feels sad from it, as if the scene in Baihu Mountain in front of her has turned into something happening.
Being in the Palace of Eternal Life made her want to cry loudly.
"Woo...wow..."
The cries grew louder and louder, until they became one continuous cry, one after another, extremely sad.
"This place... is too ominous, we'd better leave quickly!"
Ye Feng, who shouted loudly, closed his mind tightly and unleashed his spiritual power, which offset some of the negative emotions of Wu Ji, whose eyes were red, and made her feel a little better.
Afterwards, Ye Feng hurriedly pulled Wu Ji and rushed out.
The billowing smoke and dust blocked the two people's vision. Just as they were about to rush down Baihu Mountain, Ye Feng sensed something mentally, causing him to turn around and suddenly saw the newly erected inscription on the White Jade Square.
In front of him, there was a vaguely motionless figure standing.
The man had his back to the two of them, and he could be seen wearing a tattered white robe, with long hair disheveled, and a tall figure. Even though he was half-hunched over, he was still taller than the average person.
"Wuji...is there anyone over there?"
After Ye Feng finished speaking, his back felt cold. He tried to open his eyes wide and tried to see the person clearly, but there was nothing next to the white jade monument.
Not to mention human figures, not even a ghost figure.
"You...you're not mistaken, are you? Where is the person?"
Wu Ji trembled and unconsciously leaned towards Ye Feng. She was a girl after all. The cruel scene here and the strange wind blowing made her feel weak in her heart.
How could a living person disappear suddenly out of thin air?
At this moment, an idea came to both of them almost at the same time.
"Is it... a ghost?"
Her huge beautiful eyes stared at Ye Feng, Wu Ji's voice was almost inaudible.
Ye Feng's whole body was agitated, and he felt even more uncomfortable when he thought that the figure just now might be beside him. He shook his head hastily and said loudly: "Maybe I was blinded... let's go quickly."
Wu Ji did not dare to say any more, and followed Ye Feng as she rushed down Baihu Mountain. As soon as her front foot reached the edge of the mountain, the sound of crying in her ears disappeared without a trace.
Looking back again, there was no flying sand or rocks on the mountain. Only a huge white jade inscription that Ye Feng had just erected stood quietly on the spot.
"It's... so weird!"
Ye Feng cursed subconsciously and decided not to stay any longer.
By setting up a tombstone, all the dead people in Baihumen will no longer be lonely ghosts. He and Bai Susu only met once, so this can be regarded as the end of benevolence and justice.
"Looking at the scale, this force used to be quite small, but now there is nothing left. Everyone has been killed and everything has been moved away."
"The human race...are they all so cruel to their own clansmen? Without such earth-shattering resentment, there would be no scene like that just now..."
Wu Ji, who slowly calmed down from the frightened excitement, snorted softly, with a bit of disdain in her tone.
"Ning Shentong is too cruel. I think he has planned everything in advance... When he attacked the White Tiger Gate, he expected that the Star City Lord would not be involved. By annexing the White Tiger Gate, he could greatly strengthen himself, and then in turn deal with the City Lord's Mansion, thereby occupying the entire Starlight.
city."
Ye Feng thought for a moment and quickly figured out Ning Shentong's strategy.
But it's no longer helpful now.
The foundation left by Baihumen is a feast for the three sects. If this place had not become a ghost land, it would not be surprising for the three sects to open a branch.
The White Tiger Gate, which was once in its heyday, turned into ashes in an instant, the king realm was completely slaughtered, and there was no possibility of revival.
"Let's go. Things have changed. The White Tiger Gate has become a thing of the past. In this land of divine martial arts, without the support of strong strength, everyone may be in danger..."
After saying this, Ye Feng turned around and was about to leave with Wu Ji. Suddenly, a dull sigh came from his left: "That's right. Between heaven and earth, the strong are respected. If you don't have strength, you can only become the leader of the board."
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At some point, there was an additional figure less than ten feet away from the two of them.
He is a middle-aged man, wearing green clothes and a green hairpin, with extremely high cheekbones and deep-set eye sockets.
He stood on the edge of the ruins with his hands folded, staring at the Baihumen ruins, and said again: "If you don't have the strength to owe a blood debt, you should pay with blood. Ye Feng, am I right?"
After the words fell, the middle-aged man suddenly turned his head. In his deep-set eye sockets, his two pupils glowed with rich blood as he looked directly at Ye Feng.
As if being stared at by an evil spirit, Ye Feng's body froze suddenly, and after reacting, he pulled Wu Ji and retreated tens of feet.
He felt a familiar aura on the visitor's body. This aura had been felt on Qinghua's body before.
"This person...is a master of the Qing family?"
Ye Feng, who shouted something bad, felt his heart beat violently, and his mental energy rushed out wildly, sensing the strange movements in the world around him.
"There is no need to waste your efforts. It's just me... Ye Feng, your mental strength is very good. Qinghua's death at your hands is not unjust..."
The middle-aged man in Tsing Yi spoke calmly.
A burst of blood rushed out from behind him, turned into a bloody edge, and cut through the air.
At the same time as the bloody edge slashed down, Ye Feng's extended mental power suddenly disappeared and was cut off abruptly.
The mutual contact also made Ye Feng feel the strength of the coming person. It was like a boundless ocean, empty and vast, and it was impossible to detect the extent of it.
The person's cultivation and combat prowess seemed to be above Old Man Han's.
"Damn it... I'm a fifth-level Void Realm person, and I actually dispatched two mid- to late-stage King Realm experts one after another? Ning Shentong, do you think I'm too awesome?!"
Ye Feng was so angry that he almost lost his mind and cursed fiercely.
After a lot of effort, using all the brain power and all the means, he finally escaped from the clutches of Old Man Han, but when he turned around, he encountered a stronger opponent.
There is no need to guess too much about the details. Jihuo Castle is connected with the Qing family in the upper city. As long as Jihuo Castle releases the news, it will not be difficult to find him with the Qing family's methods.
Just by cutting off his mental power just now, Ye Feng knew that he would not even have a chance to fight back.
No wonder the warriors who chased him at the beginning were all dogs and cats from the Void Realm. The three sects openly abided by their agreement and kept the King Realm experts in the city.
The road is laid out with strong backup.
Seamless and impeccable.
Damn it, this is completely leaving no way for oneself to survive...