I, a spoiled young master, conquered the Crown Princess right from the start!

Chu Feng covered the distance of thirty zhang in three breaths.

These three breaths were the longest three breaths of his life.

The density of lightning at the core of the Thunder Sea far exceeded that at the periphery. Purple arcs of electricity intertwined to form an impenetrable net, and with each step he took, dozens of bolts of lightning simultaneously struck him.

In the first step, his left shoulder was cleaved open, exposing the bone.

The second step involved his chest flesh being torn open, and three of his ribs breaking.

Step 3 —

A bolt of purple lightning, thicker than any of the previous lightning bolts, struck down from the center of the dome, hitting him squarely on the top of his head.

Chu Feng's mind went blank, his vision went white, his knees buckled, and he almost knelt on the ground.

Blood gushed from his seven orifices, blurring his vision.

But he did not fall.

His teeth were clenched so hard they were grinding, his knees were bent so hard they held on, his body swayed a couple of times, but he managed to stand up again.

The purple crystal was right in front of me, within reach.

"Get the hell over here!"

Chu Feng roared and suddenly stretched out his right hand.

However, just as his fingers were about to touch the crystal, the crystal suddenly erupted with a repulsive force, repelling his hand.

At the same time, even more frenzied lightning erupted from the crystal, like a wild beast that had been provoked, pouring down on Chu Feng.

Boom boom boom!!!

Chu Feng's body was engulfed by lightning. He could hear the sound of his bones breaking and feel the excruciating pain of his flesh being peeled away layer by layer.

The Nine Heavens Body Refining Technique has reached its limit and can no longer absorb any more.

His consciousness began to fade.

No.

I can't fall here.

Grandpa is still waiting for him in Daqian, his father's fate is still unknown, and his sister's whereabouts are unknown...

He still had too many things to do and couldn't die in a broken formation.

Just as his consciousness was about to fade away, something long dormant deep within Chu Feng's body stirred.

That is the bloodline of the Chu family.

A scalding, domineering power, belonging to no particular cultivation technique, surged from the depths of his bone marrow, rushing upwards along his meridians. Wherever it passed, the rampant lightning power was forcibly suppressed and dissipated.

Golden light seeped from Chu Feng's body, enveloping him.

The light wasn't dazzling, but the aura it contained caused the entire lightning array to tremble.

Thunder's offensive stalled briefly at this moment.

Just this one moment.

Chu Feng reached out again, his five fingers gripping the purple crystal.

拽！

The crystal detached from its original position and fell into Chu Feng's palm.

In an instant, all the purple light in the entire stone hall went out.

The raging lightning, as if its power had been cut off, vanished all at once, turning into specks of purple light that drifted to the ground.

It's quiet now.

It was completely quiet.

Chu Feng knelt on one knee, panting heavily. His entire body was covered in blood, which flowed down his body and pooled at his feet.

But he is alive.

"Damn it." He spat out a single word, then plopped down on the ground.

Old Black and Nightingale walked over quickly. Old Black circled Chu Feng, clicking his tongue and saying, "You look like a roast chicken pulled out of a charcoal fire."

"roll."

Nightingale stood three steps away, her gaze sweeping over Chu Feng. She didn't speak, but there was something indescribable in her usually indifferent eyes.

This man's life is ridiculously tough.

After a moment, Chu Feng looked down at the purple crystal in his hand.

The crystal was small, about the size of a fist, and was a deep purple color. Countless tiny lightning patterns flowed inside, and when held in the hand, one could feel a gentle yet powerful force surging within it.

"What is this?" he asked.

Within his sea of ​​consciousness, the voice of Master Li Er rang out, carrying a rare hint of praise: "Sacred Crystal of Thunder."

"Holy Crystals?"

"This is the product of tens of thousands of years of continuous accumulation of the essence of thunder and lightning in heaven and earth." Li Er's tone became more solemn. "This thing contains extremely pure thunder and lightning law power. If you can refine it, you can comprehend the law of thunder ahead of time, which will greatly benefit your future cultivation breakthroughs."

Chu Feng's eyes lit up.

The Law of Thunder.

That's something only experts at the Venerable Lord level or above can touch. With his current cultivation level, he was originally a long way off, but with this Saint Crystal, it's like taking a huge shortcut.

"Good stuff." Chu Feng carefully put the Holy Crystal into his storage ring, a grin spreading across his face.

This trip to the historical sites was worthwhile.

The fact that he broke through to the second peak of the Nine Heavens Body Refining Technique and his physical combat power soared to the Heavenly Venerable Realm, coupled with this Thunder Saint Crystal, has already far exceeded his expectations.

He got up from the ground and stretched his muscles. Although he was covered in injuries, the terrifying regenerative power brought about by the breakthrough of the Nine Heavens Body Refining Technique had begun to take effect, and the wounds were healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Let's go, continue."

The three of them passed through the stone hall and entered the passage opposite.

This passage was much wider than the previous one, and every ten feet along the walls was a luminous pearl, illuminating the way ahead.

After walking for about half an incense stick's time, a stone door appeared ahead.

This door was much smaller than the one outside, only about two people tall. There were no runes or mechanisms on it; it was simply ajar.

Chu Feng reached out and pushed open the stone door.

Behind the door was a small stone chamber, about three zhang square.

In the very center of the stone chamber, a skeleton sat cross-legged.

The skeleton was extremely well preserved, with pale gold bones and a faint luster. It was clearly not the remains of an ordinary person. Its hands were folded on its knees, and in its palms, it held a black box the size of a palm.

The box is engraved with intricate patterns, exuding an ancient and mysterious aura.

Chu Feng's gaze fell on the box, and his pupils contracted slightly.

He could sense that the contents of that box were not ordinary.

"Senior, what is the origin of these skeletons?" he asked Li Er.

Li Er was silent for a moment: "I can't tell, but to leave remains in a place like this, and for the bones to remain intact for ten thousand years, one must be at least a saint or higher."

Above the level of a sage.

Chu Feng licked his lips and walked towards the skeleton.

He first bowed respectfully to the skeleton. One should be mindful of manners; one cannot be rude before taking anything from the dead.

Then he reached out and touched the black box.

"Who are you?"

A clear, cold female voice suddenly rang out from behind.

Chu Feng's hand froze in mid-air.

He turned his head.

A white figure appeared at the entrance of the stone chamber.

Dressed in white as snow, with hair as black as ink, she was surrounded by a thin layer of mist.

is her.

That woman from the Ji family.