Ye Yuanbo seemed quite gentle, and his attitude towards Ling Feng was also very good.
However, Ling Feng knew very well that all this was just because this guy must be seeking something from him.
"Nephew Ling Feng, let me tell you the specific situation of the Dark Soul Palace first."
Ye Yuan Bolang smiled and said: "The Dark Soul Palace can actually be regarded as a secret realm. It is a secret treasure left by the ancient dark wizard clan. In addition to some heavenly materials and earthly treasures, there are also secrets that are dark to me.
A very important inheritance of the Wu clan.”
After a pause, Ye Yuanbo continued: "There was an agreement between Wu Shang and you before that the harvest in the Dark Soul Palace should be equal to 70 to 30, but there is one thing I must declare in advance, that is
Pieces of inheritance are not included.”
Ye Yuanbo looked at Ling Feng, and seeing that his expression did not change, he added: "However, we will not let you suffer. In addition to the conditions agreed before, I will personally give you another 10 billion yuan crystals.
What do you think, nephew?"
"oh?"
Ling Feng took a look at Ye Yuanbo. Although he was somewhat resistant to a temporary condition proposed by his family, he had stated it in advance and showed enough sincerity that Ling Feng could accept it.
After all, this Dark Soul Palace belongs to the ancient Dark Witch Clan, that is, the property of their ancestors. It is reasonable for the inheritance of the Dark Witch Clan to return to the hands of the Dark Witch Clan.
Ling Feng was not an unreasonable person, he just nodded and said calmly: "Just follow the wishes of senior."
"snort!"
Sun Xiang, the elder on the side, couldn't help but cursed, but it seemed that due to the pressure from Ye Yuanbo, he didn't dare to argue with Ling Feng anymore.
"Senior is willing to give me 70% of the treasures in the Soul Palace. I am afraid that if an outsider wants to open the Dark Soul Palace, I, as an outsider, should be indispensable, right?"
Ling Feng grinned, he was not a fool.
The people present were all the elites of the Dark Witch Clan, especially Ye Yuanbo, who gave people an unfathomable feeling. His strength was probably not much inferior to that of Duan Lingtian.
Such an existence still needs Ye Wushang to invite him as a foreign aid and give him such preferential treatment.
There is no free lunch in this world, and Ling Feng knows the truth of this.
"My good nephew is indeed very smart."
Ye Yuanbo nodded slightly, "Since we found the specific location of the Dark Soul Palace, our Dark Witch Clan has tried to enter it several times to explore its secrets. Unfortunately, we were unable to enter."
Ye Yuanbo said, his eyes falling on Ling Feng, "I also overheard Wu Shang mention that the power of darkness in my nephew is even greater than that of my direct descendants of the Dark Witch Clan. Perhaps, my nephew can take action.
It will definitely open the Soul Palace."
Ling Feng smiled faintly, with a slight curve on the corner of his mouth. This was not too different from what he had guessed.
"Okay, let's set off now."
Ye Yuanbo glanced at Ling Feng, and immediately threw out a spaceship, which was also a holy magic weapon. It was known for its speed and was a common transportation tool for the elders of the Temple of the Witch God.
Everyone jumped onto the airship and sped away in the direction of the Dark Soul Palace.
…
The speed of the airship was extremely fast, but it still took three days to reach the Dreamland where the Dark Soul Palace was located.
During this period of time, Ling Feng did not waste it. He had been studying the Zhoutian Chaos Formation in his cabin.
The Zhoutian Chaos Formation is vast and profound, and it does not happen overnight to achieve a breakthrough. Therefore, Ling Feng will not waste a minute or a second. As long as he has free time, he will basically use it to practice.
The same is true for the improvement of realm and the breakthrough of martial arts.
The world only sees the extraordinary talents of successful people, but often fails to see that behind these talents, there is often more effort and more sweat than ordinary people.
Boom!
Accompanied by a harsh roar, a black light streaked across the sky and across a huge grassland. The strong wind whipped up a deep ravine on the grassland.
On the side of the grassland, an endless lake flows quietly. The lake water is as transparent as washing, as thick as slurry, and calm without waves. It is like a whole mirror, pure and spotless, reflecting the blue sky and white clouds, floating one after another.
It's hard to distinguish between true and false.
Suddenly, a loud noise broke the calm, and a huge airship was seen slowly landing on the side of the lake, and then figures jumped off the airship.
The air waves stirred up by the landing of the airship broke the peace here, as if a stone had fallen into the lake, and the ripples spread out in circular ripples.
The thick, slurry-like lake water provided great resistance, and the ripples gradually disappeared without spreading far, causing the lake surface to become calm again.
"This is the Plain of Dreams, and this lake is the entrance to the Dark Soul Palace."
Ye Wushang explained: "In ancient times, the Dark Soul Palace was originally a city, and this lake was originally a moat around the Soul Palace. Later, the Soul Palace was destroyed, and the water of the moat overflowed the Soul Palace, and the Soul Palace was destroyed.
The temple is buried under the river bed."
"Of course, all this is just a legend."
Ye Wushang smiled and said, "We have explored under the lake, and no ruins of the Soul Palace have appeared."
"But what is certain is that there is a huge magic circle under the lake. Only by opening the magic circle can it be possible to enter the Dark Soul Palace."
Ye Yuanbo glanced at Ling Feng and immediately flew into the sky, suspended above this calm lake.
The lake seems to be clear and transparent, but you can't see the bottom. You can only see the blue sky and white clouds reflected in the lake, but you always feel that there is something hidden under the calm and solid lake water.
Then, a master from the dark witch clan rose into the sky, hovering beside Ye Yuanbo, looking at the lake below, as if searching for something.
Ling Feng also has an infinite field of vision. With his ability, he can directly penetrate the lake water and observe the situation at the bottom of the entire lake.
"Sure enough, there is a strange magic circle!"
Ling Feng's eyelids twitched slightly, and this magic circle actually felt a bit familiar to him.
Yes!
When he was in Xiaowu Mountain, Ling Feng had received the inheritance from the Twelve Witch Gods, and they passed on all the forbidden magic powers to Ling Feng.
Among the twelve witch-gods, the dark witch-god is also included, and his various witchcraft are naturally included among them.
"This seems to be a sealing technique..."
Ling Feng narrowed his eyes. What shrouded under this big lake was not a magic circle, but the eye sealing technique cast by the Dark Witch God.
Could it be that there is some terrible existence sealed in the Soul Palace?
Or is it some kind of heaven-defying treasure?
Ling Feng was not sure. After all, the Witch God only left him inheritance, but no extra memories.