Did the Ancestral Master Get Killed Instantly

Even when brushing past each other.

He didn't even pause for a moment.

When they tapped on the light spot, it was none other than Yi Feng.

Luo Yuan and Wang Yiyun were stunned, staring at each other in disbelief.

What's going on?

Didn't they say that the Sacred Mountain Catacombs get stronger with a strong opponent and weaker with a weak one?

How did Yi Feng go from start to finish in an instant?

It suddenly doesn't work anymore.

In previous years, even the first person to pass the first level would take at least a month or twenty days, but Yi Feng did it in a flash?

The two recalled what they had said earlier and immediately felt a burning sensation on their faces.

But this wasn't the most shocking thing for them. The most incomprehensible thing was that their ancestor wasn't supposed to be guarding the level personally?

Yi Feng passed by him, yet he didn't even stop?

The two were filled with question marks.

Just as the two were full of confusion, Luo Yuan seemed to notice something and exclaimed again.

"Look."

"Look, the ancestor's mark is weakening."

Luo Yuan couldn't help but exclaim.

Wang Yiyun looked and was also shocked.

Indeed.

The mark indicating Deng Chao, which had been fine just now, suddenly weakened a lot, flickering as if it were about to go out.

Because the Star River Diagram was inherently tied to the Sacred Mountain Catacombs, the strength of the light dots on it could directly reflect the life status of each person in the catacombs.

"Could... the ancestor have been instantly defeated?"

Luo Yuan asked tremblingly.

Upon hearing this, Wang Yiyun's heart also skipped a beat.

Luckily, although the mark representing the ancestor had indeed weakened a lot, it never disappeared.

Seeing this, the two breathed a sigh of relief.

"So what should we do next?"

Luo Yuan asked again.

"Judging from the ancestor's mark, there must have been some kind of incident. You stay here and watch, I'll go inform Elder Zeng."

Wang Yiyun immediately made a decision.

The two quickly went their separate ways.

At the same time, at the end of the first level, Deng Chao, the ancestor, directly fainted.

Initially, nothing happened when Yi Feng passed by.

But after he and Man Man passed by, the following air current directly knocked him out.

Perhaps as a XIII True Immortal, Deng Chao was inherently a very powerful expert and wouldn't have been knocked out by just an air current.

But.

When speed reaches a certain level, even a simple air current can cause a qualitative change.

Of course.

It could only be blamed on the bad luck of this ancestor.

The main passageway, although called a passageway, was actually a large strip-shaped space. The only place Deng Chao was guarding was where everyone had to pass to reach the end.

This is why other disciples were not affected by the air current, only this ancestor.

At the same time, Yi Feng had already entered the second level.

Yi Feng had thought that the second level could be ridden directly to the end with Man Man, but upon arriving here, he found that the second level wasn't a straight passage at all but rather a winding maze-like structure.

With Man Man's speed, Yi Feng really feared he might not be able to turn a corner and crash into a wall.

So Yi Feng didn't choose to ride Man Man again but instead summoned the flying sword that the system had given him in the past.

Steady.

Flying low along the dark passage, occasional sounds could be heard, making one's hair stand on end.

Yi Feng waved his hand.

Pulling out a frying pan.

This frying pan was made by him in Pingjiang City, and both its weight and material were carefully chosen by him.

In short, using this frying pan felt even more natural than using a sword or knife for Yi Feng.

Not only could it be used for attacking in case of danger, but it could also serve as a shield against any hidden arrows.

"Huh?"

At that moment, Yi Feng found a nest not far away.

Inside the nest.

Was a massive egg, about the size of a football.

Yi Feng immediately felt his mouth watering.

Since coming to the Immortal Realm, he hadn't had any eggs.

And since Yi Feng couldn't achieve immortality, he hadn't eaten anything for several hours since the grand competition began.

Looking at the frying pan in his hand again.

It was such a perfect match!

Prepared, Yi Feng immediately took out firewood from his spatial ring, propped up the frying pan with two stones, and started a fire.

He heated the pan, poured oil, and it was done in one go.

Then, he lightly tapped the egg against a nearby stone, and the shell cracked, with the egg white and yolk sliding down, just filling the frying pan.

Yi Feng scattered some salt evenly, turned the egg over with a spatula, and immediately, a large fried egg was done.

"It smells so good!"

Yi Feng took out a plate of peanuts and some beef jerky, then some small wine, and enjoyed it leaning against the wall.

"Fantastic!"

Yi Feng felt complete satisfaction as he ate for a full two hours, cleaning up everything.

He clapped his hands, stretched, and put the utensils back into his spatial ring.

Thinking of the 200,000 immortal crystals Shi Qingwu had given him, he couldn't help but want to take a look.

But this glance made him dumbfounded.

"Where's my money pouch?"

Yi Feng immediately widened his eyes, panicking.

Shi Qingwu had given him a spatial pouch, which contained all 200,000 coins and was roughly the size of a money pouch.

"That's not right, I clearly remember putting it in my spatial ring!"

Yi Feng carefully recalled.

He had released Man Man in the first level and taken out a sword, so it was very likely that he had accidentally taken it out while doing so.

Thinking of the 200,000 coins, Yi Feng immediately no longer cared about the grand competition, turning back to head for the first level.

A short while after Yi Feng left, a terrifying cry rang out throughout the second level.

A lean, skeletal bird with no feathers, resembling a rotting corpse, appeared here, staring at the crushed eggshell on the ground with full fury.

"Who... who ate my egg!"

Angry roars came from its mouth.

As a dead spirit bird, all its progress in cultivation came from this egg.

It would first incubate the egg into a chick, and when the chick's intelligence had just begun to awaken, it would swallow the chick alive and refine it in its stomach to enhance itself.

The process was undoubtedly extremely cruel.

So, humans usually avoided such dead spirit birds, and upon seeing them, would even destroy them directly.

It's just that no one knew how such a contracted beast ended up in the Heavenly Tyrant Sect.

In any case, for this dead spirit bird, eating its egg was equivalent to depriving it of further realms of cultivation.

"Human, die for me."

"No matter who you are!"

The dead spirit bird traced the faint scent, rushing toward Yi Feng's departing path with deadly intent.

At this time, Yi Feng had already returned to the end of the first level, recalling stopping here, he hurriedly searched the ground.

But found nothing.

Thinking of this, he quickly opened the spatial ring to summon Man Man, also wanting to quickly return to the starting point.

A full 200,000 immortal crystals.

What if someone else picked it up?

These were hard-earned money.

Thinking of this, Yi Feng rode Man Man, instructing him to rush to the starting point with the fastest speed.

A short distance from the end point.

Deng Chao, who had fainted, slowly regained consciousness.

"What just happened?"

"Why did I suddenly faint?"

Deng Chao was full of confusion and severe pain all over his body, with no light injuries.

But he was clearly not attacked by anyone.

If there was indeed an attack.

With his XIII True Immortal level, he couldn't have been unaware.

"Could it be that I fell for the illusions in this passage?"

After thinking for a long time, Deng Chao could only think of this reason.

"It seems that the Sacred Mountain Catacombs of my Heavenly Tyrant Sect truly live up to its reputation. Even without full opening, I, as the ancestor, was imperceptibly ensnared."

"With such catacombs, our Heavenly Tyrant Sect will surely be invincible in the martial world, unbreakable!"

"Now, about that Yi Feng, you must work hard. Don't make your ancestor's wait for nothing!"

Deng Chao thought with a smirk.

However, the next moment.

A gust of wind whistled past his ear…

Deng Chao collapsed to the ground, fainting again.

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