"Everyone is fighting for this token, so it shouldn't be that simple." Lin Feng saw many people in black robes fighting for the token as he walked through the valley. The battles were fierce, but Lin Feng didn't participate.
"Lin Feng, could this token be related to Zong Mo Valley?" Old Man Zu Ti asked.
"Definitely. Since we found a token here, it must be related to Zong Mo Valley. Moreover, the number three is engraved on it, so it must have belonged to someone of high status."
"But I don't know what use it has for people like us now." Said Lin Feng while shaking his head and continuing to walk forward.
Lin Feng was getting deeper and deeper into the Valley of Zong Mo. Suddenly, Lin Feng noticed that the corrosive stone walls had disappeared. Besides, the entire Valley of Zong Mo looked like a canyon. There were many bushes under his feet and of course, there were many bones as well.
"Looks like I'm going deeper." Lin Feng muttered to himself as he carefully walked inside. The number of footprints under his feet had increased and the footprints were steady and powerful. It was impossible for a High-Level Ultimate God to do so.
Garuda and the five heroes of the Ancient Spirit Clan had all entered Zong Mo Valley, but Lin Feng didn't know if they were in the same direction as him.
As he went deeper into the valley, the purple underground became lighter and lighter. As the bushes and weeds increased, green occupied a part of the ground, making the valley less scary. However, if there were skeletons and skeletons buried next to the weeds, and there were even more dried blood stains, he wouldn't think so.
"The deeper I go, the more skeletons there are, and there are also ruins of palaces." Said Lin Feng while walking a few steps forward. He then picked up a piece of broken wall from the palace. That broken wall was still emitting a faint light. It was only a small corner but Lin Feng had the impression that he could see the glory of the Zong Mo Valley from two hundred thousand years ago.
"Sometimes, a culture or clan is destroyed without a successor. That's a terrifying thing." Old Man Zu Ti said from the ring. He seemed to have a special feeling, which Lin Feng agreed with.
Taiqing Sect, Thunder Sect, and other clans could find heirs and protect their clans very well, so they were not destroyed by the terrifying change 200,000 years ago. As for Zong Mo Valley, they might not be so lucky.
"The once powerful Zong Mo Valley is now being trampled by tens of thousands of people. How helpless is that?"
Lin Feng sighed helplessly. The world was like that. The strong never cared about the weak. Similarly, the strong could destroy the weak in the blink of an eye.
Maybe in his eyes, Zong Mo Valley was a strong force, but in the eyes of the people who destroyed it, it was just an ordinary sect.
Things were so realistic and cruel, but people could only accept it. They couldn't change the rules of the world, so they could only adapt to the rules of the world. In the end, becoming a member of the world where the strong preyed on the weak was not a bad thing.
Lin Feng sighed and continued walking. He didn't notice that the light of the talisman in his hand suddenly dimmed, but in a flash, it returned to normal.
Time passed. According to Lin Feng's calculations, he had arrived at Zong Mo Valley in the early hours of the morning, which meant that the sun had set.
But he couldn't see the sun in Zong Mo Valley, there was only an eerie purple fog. Below him, there were broken palaces and skeletons. But this time, it wasn't as simple as a broken wall, there was a towering, broken palace in front of him.
From the left to the right, it was a few kilometers away. In front of Lin Feng, there was only a blood-red palace. It was lifeless, it looked like a city from hell.
Lin Feng kicked away a corpse and entered the palace. Lin Feng entered the palace and saw what was inside. He could only imagine how powerful and glorious the Zong Mo Valley used to be.
However, the interior of the dilapidated hall was extremely splendid. The interior of the blood-red building was decorated with brilliant golden light. Even the golden chairs and pillars that were still standing were all made of pure gold.
The only problem was that the golden walls were covered with blood. It looked like someone had killed them with a sword and the blood had splashed onto the walls.
Lin Feng walked inside and stood in front of a chopping board. There was also a weapon shelf made of pure gold. It was probably used to hold a scepter or something like that.
But now, the scepter had already disappeared, leaving behind only an empty weapon rack. It seemed extremely apprehensive.
"Zong Mo Valley used to be like this, I can't believe it. Compared to the Ancient Spirits Clan, we're lucky."
"Indeed, back in the days, Zong Mo Valley and the Ancient Spirits Clan were at the same level. Unfortunately, time flies, things are different now."
Suddenly, Lin Feng heard the five strong cultivators of the Ancient Soul Clan talking. Lin Feng's facial expression changed drastically. There were so many secrets in the Zong Mo Valley. Were there secret rooms in the walls?
Creak!
Boom!
The wall next to Lin Feng was suddenly pushed open and the five strong cultivators of the Ancient Spirits Clan came out.
They glanced at each other and the atmosphere was tense.
"It seems like we're not the only ones here. Others are here too."
Said the leader of the five strong cultivators in black clothes indifferently. He looked at Lin Feng coldly.
"Isn't he Mu Feng, the genius of the Faran Empire?" said another man smiling coldly and looking at Lin Feng.
They looked at Lin Feng, and Lin Feng looked back at them. He didn't look away because he wasn't afraid of them.
Creak!
Boom!
The wall behind Lin Feng opened and another group of people came out. At the same time, Fa Chun came out from behind the five strong cultivators of the Ancient Soul Clan. Lin Feng knew the other group of people: Fa Yin, Gu Ying and some of his subordinates.
"Ah, Mu Feng, hehe, it seems like we're all here again." When Fa Yin saw that Mu Feng was also here, a playful expression immediately appeared on his face.
After recruiting Gu Ying, he didn't care about Mu Feng anymore. Besides, he didn't think that Gu Ying wasn't as strong as Mu Feng. He was a genius of the Ancient Bones Clan, how could he not be as strong as Mu Feng?
Fa Yin and Fa Chun thought the same way. Fa Chun thought that with the five strong cultivators of the Ancient Spirits Clan, they could ignore Mu Feng. But the two princes didn't know that Mu Feng was Lin Feng, the one they admired the most.
He just didn't know how they would react when they found out that Mu Feng was Lin Feng.
Lin Feng looked at Fa Yin indifferently and glanced at Gu Ying. He was surprised. The Ancient Bones Clan and the Lun Bi Empire were allies, so why would they join forces with the Faran Empire?
Unless there was some conflict between the Ancient Bones Clan and the Lun Bi Empire, which was why the Ancient Bones Clan wanted to ally with the Faran Empire.
"Mu Feng, what are you looking for in the Zong Mo Valley?" Asked Fa Chun to Mu Feng in a low voice. He didn't sound friendly. He had completely forgotten that he had given Lin Feng a wooden stone.
Lin Feng didn't look at Fa Chun. If he did, he would only feel disgusted.
"I'm looking for whatever I can find, it has nothing to do with you." Said Lin Feng smiling indifferently. He glanced at the five strong cultivators of the Ancient Spirits Clan and then at Gu Ying. He shook his head and smiled. Then, he walked into another palace.
"Stop!"
Suddenly, an explosive shout came from behind Lin Feng. That shout was filled with arrogance and disdain, but it was also filled with coldness.
Lin Feng didn't stop, but he also slowed down. He turned around and looked at Fa Chun in a cold way.
Fa Chun's face was ferocious, and there was even a trace of viciousness and ruthlessness in the depths of his eyes.
"You took the Fa Duo exam, so now you're a member of the Faran Empire. Since you're a member of the Faran Empire, I'm the crown prince of the Faran Empire, so you have to listen to me. Now, I order you to leave the Zong Mo Valley!"
Fa Chun looked ferocious. His tone was filled with unprecedented confidence. He was shouting orders at Lin Feng, it was as if he was a master and a servant.
Lin Feng's facial expression was getting colder and colder. His facial expression was also ice-cold.
"What are you looking at? What? Don't think that I don't know that you joined the Faran Empire because you want to be protected. I've seen many people like you. Why are you acting so noble? "
"The gifts we three princes gave you included the Eye of Ice, the Belt of the True Dragon, as well as the wood and stone. Someone as aloof and virtuous as you actually accepted them all without any politeness. For someone like you who doesn't even care about face, if you aren't seeking protection, then what are you?"
"Hehe, to put it nicely, you came here because we took the exam, but to put it bluntly, you came here to take the exam, don't you agree?"
"Mu Feng, since you're in the Faran Empire, you have to listen to me, the crown prince, otherwise, I won't be polite to you."
Fa Chun's words were becoming more and more ridiculous. He was mocking and humiliating Lin Feng, he was threatening Lin Feng. Lin Feng had the feeling that he was really such a person, but when he thought about it carefully, he started laughing. Fa Chun was such a childish person.
The five strong cultivators of the Ancient Spirits Clan looked at Lin Feng, Gu Ying looked at Lin Feng, Fa Ying also looked at Lin Feng. Everybody wanted to see how Lin Feng would deal with Fa Chun. If he left like that, he would lose face.
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