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The two characters are "印文".

Abyss.

The moment Duan Hongyuan touched the private seal, his breath hitched.

He brought the fragment of the map closer to examine it.

Turn it over, then turn it back.

I pressed my finger on the inscription and rubbed it back and forth twice.

Lin Feng frowned as he looked at Duan Hongyuan's reaction.

There aren't many things that can make Emperor Wu change his expression.

Duan Hongyuan did not answer immediately.

He held the tattered map up to his eyes, his blood and qi seeping into the lines of writing on the back.

"I have reached the ninth stage."

The six characters are written with crooked and twisted strokes, and there are obvious signs of trembling at the beginning of each stroke.

The ink color is wrong; it's too dark.

It's not ink.

is blood.

Duan Hongyuan's Adam's apple bobbed slightly.

He handed the incomplete map back to Lin Feng and took a step back.

"Lu Chenyuan".

When those three words came out of his mouth, he spoke in a very low voice, as if afraid of disturbing something.

Lin Feng took the incomplete map and felt that it sounded somewhat familiar.

"Who?"

Duan Hongyuan stood there for a few seconds.

Zhou Che leaned over from the side and nearly dropped his heavy sword when he heard the name "Lu Chenyuan".

"Wait, Chief of Staff, who did you say? Lu Chenyuan?"

Duan Hongyuan nodded.

Zhou Che's expression immediately changed.

"Isn't that the one who disappeared thirty years ago..."

"Hmm." Duan Hongyuan interrupted him, turning to look at Lin Feng. "The former leader of the Beast Taming Alliance. The leader thirty years ago."

Lin Feng's finger stopped on the line of blood-red words.

The former leader of the alliance.

"What's wrong with him?"

Duan Hongyuan let out a sigh of relief and sat down on a rock.

His face was ashen from the previous blood and qi circulation and the effort he had just put up the protective qi barrier.

"Thirty years ago, a super SSS-level spatial rift appeared in the northwest of the Dragon Kingdom. The weakest of the strange beasts that emerged from the rift were all at the Martial Saint level."

He paused.

"That rampage almost pushed the entire Northwest War Zone into the rift. In the end, it was Lu Chenyuan who led his contracted beast into the rift."

Zhou Che gasped in shock.

Duan Hongyuan lowered his voice. "In the history of the Dragon Kingdom, that was the only contracted beast that approached the level of a Martial Emperor. Lu Chenyuan rode that thing into the rift, and the rift sealed off that very day."

"and then?"

"That's it." Duan Hongyuan shrugged. "Neither the people nor the beasts came out. The Beast Taming Alliance waited for three years, sending out multiple search teams, but none returned. In the fourth year, the rift completely disappeared. The military classified it as a casualty."

Lin Feng looked down at the blood-written words on the back of the incomplete map.

The handwriting left behind by a person who disappeared thirty years ago appeared in Bai Yong's storage ring.

Where did Bai Yong get this picture?

Duan Hongyuan shook his head.

"I don't know. But the Bai family has been operating for many years, and they've secretly amassed more stuff than the military's warehouses. This half of the map probably leaked out through underground channels."

"And what about this line of text?"

Duan Hongyuan did not answer.

Because he didn't know either.

But one thing is certain.

Lu Chenyuan encountered something on the ninth stage that made him desperately leave a message.

Lin Feng put the incomplete map back into his storage ring.

"Let's put this matter aside for now; there are more important things to do."

Duan Hongyuan was taken aback.

Lin Feng had already turned around.

His gaze swept over the ruins of the Bai Family Ancestral Hall, then around to the outside.

The estate covers more than 300 acres.

The main residence, side courtyard, armory, alchemy workshop, training ground, and underground vault. Although the Blood Sea Floating Pagoda Formation had caused considerable damage, many of the above-ground buildings collapsed, but the underground warehouses and secret chambers remained intact.

The ground is full of good stuff.

Lin Feng took out a communicator from his pocket.

"Iron Eagle".

The communicator picked up quickly. "Boss!"

"Take Xiaoyu and send a team to the Bai family manor in the capital."

"Huh? The capital?"

"The Bai family is wiped out."

There was a two-second silence on the other end of the communicator.

What time will you arrive?

"The faster the better. Send as many cars as you can."

"clear!"

Lin Feng hung up the communicator and dialed a second one.

"Zhou Yuan".

Zhou Yuan's voice came from the other end, sounding a little weak. "Lieutenant Lin! Are you alright?"

"It's alright. Keep that S-grade secret realm crystal you have safe for now, don't rush to give it to Zhou Che. We'll talk about it when I return to the Northern Territory."

"yes!"

"Also, I'll clear out everything at the Bai family manor first. I'll distribute a portion to you all later."

The voice that Zhou Yuan forced out trembled. "Divide...divide us?"

"Yes. You've been following me around for so long, take what you're entitled to."

Lin Feng put the communicator back into his pocket.

Duan Hongyuan sat on the rock and listened the whole time.

His lips twitched, but he offered no comment.

Zhou Che walked over, carrying a knife. "Kid, the Bai family's businesses extend far beyond this manor. They also own several shops in the capital, two auction houses, and the management rights to a secret realm. Add to that their mines and medicinal herb fields in other regions..."

"I want them all."

Zhou Che choked for a moment.

"The Bai family is involved in the heinous crime of treason, and all their assets will be confiscated according to law." Duan Hongyuan stood up from the rock. "How the assets will be divided after confiscation will be documented later. But as for the items at the scene," he glanced at Lin Feng, "it's the rule that whoever arrives first clears them out first."

The rules were spoken by Emperor Wu himself.

Raymond Lam didn't stand on ceremony.

He led the earth dragon and smashed open the entrance to the Bai family's underground vault.

The vault door is a spirit-pattern lock with three layers of passwords.

Lin Feng didn't try the password; he just stabbed the door with the red gold gun, and the door panel and lock cylinder shattered into pieces.

The vault was larger than he had expected.

It occupies at least a thousand square meters and is more than ten meters deep.

The shelves on both sides were stacked to the ceiling, filled with all kinds of storage boxes.

Lin Feng spread his mental energy and scanned the entire vault.

More than 40,000 high-grade spirit stones.

The forging materials consist of more than a dozen kinds of rare metal ores, totaling over a hundred tons.

The pills ranged from Grade A Rejuvenation Pills to Grade S Foundation Building Powder, totaling three shelves.

Weapons, ranging from ordinary swords and blades of grade B to magical artifacts of grade SS, covered half a wall.

There is also a separate safe.

Lin Feng walked over and smashed the cabinet door open with a punch.

There was a stack of contracts inside.

Land deeds, mineral vein deeds, and transfer of management rights for secret realms.

Each document bears the Bai family crest and the official certification seal of the Dragon Kingdom.

Lin Feng casually flipped through the pages and made a rough estimate.

Added together, it's easily tens of billions.

He swept everything in the safe into his storage ring, then went back and cleared out all the spirit stones and pills on the shelf.

Those that couldn't fit in the storage rings were piled up at the entrance of the vault, waiting for Iron Eagle to come and haul them away.

After leaving the vault, Lin Feng went to the Bai family's armory.

The armory was bigger than the treasury.

Upon entering, there is a giant weapon rack with dozens of weapons of various types, the lowest grade of which is A.

In the middle of the glass cabinet, there are three S-grade magical artifacts.

Lin Feng accepted them all.

Duan Hongyuan was waiting outside.

He watched Lin Feng go in and come out repeatedly, each time with more things in his hands, and the expression on his face changed from calm to subtle.

Zhou Che squatted down beside him, munching on dry rations while watching.

"Chief of staff, this kid moves faster than he kills people."

Duan Hongyuan did not respond.

When Lin Feng came out of the pill shop, a string of storage bags was hanging from his crimson-gold spear, jingling as he walked.

"What else haven't we searched?"

Zhou Che pointed to the northernmost part of the manor. "There's an underground training ground over there. I just glanced at it, and there are several exotic beasts locked up inside. They're of high quality."

Lin Feng picked up his gun and walked over there.

A corner of the underground space of the training ground collapsed, and several strange beasts that were locked in iron cages were still alive.

Two Ironbacked Flood Dragons at the Martial Venerable level, and one Dark Flame Tiger at the peak of the Martial Venerable level.

The array patterns on the iron cage were still in motion, locking them tightly.

Lin Feng walked to the front of the Dark Flame Tiger's cage.

The tiger was quite large. It lay in the cage, its fur jet black, with a flame burning at the tip of its tail.

When it saw Lin Feng, its vertical pupils contracted slightly.

It is not aggressive.

Being confined for too long has worn away most of one's spirituality.

Lin Feng's left eye, a golden vertical pupil, lit up briefly.

When mental energy touched the Dark Flame Tiger's consciousness, the tiger offered almost no resistance.

He did not sign a contract with it.

The level is still too low.

Leave it for Iron Eagle to deal with later.

The two Ironbacked Dragons are quite good; they are of good quality and suitable for inclusion in the Beast Taming Force as a supplement to its combat strength.

Lin Feng wrote down the array parameters on the cage and left them for the next person.

By the time Tieying and Xiaoyu arrived at the Bai family manor with their convoy, Lin Feng had already looted most of the valuables.

Iron Eagle jumped out of the car and saw the ruins all over the ground and the storage boxes piled up like a small mountain in the corner of the manor. His legs felt a little unsteady.

"Boss...is this the Bai family?"

"The former Bai family."

Iron Eagle swallowed hard. "Move everything?"

"Move everything. Arrange for a cart to haul away the remaining large items from the underground vault. There are still two rows of shelves in the pharmacy that haven't been cleared out yet; have Xiaoyu keep an eye on them."

"yes!"

Xiaoyu peeked out from behind the car and saw Lin Feng standing on a pile of ruins with a gun on his back. She opened her mouth, then silently went to work.

The relocation of the entire Bai Family Manor lasted for nearly three hours.

Iron Eagle finally tallied it up, and the Light Spirit Stones filled twelve carts.

Six cartloads of elixirs. Eight cartloads of weapons and forging materials.

Three cartloads of contracts, documents, and miscellaneous items.

Including what Lin Feng had stuffed into his own storage ring, the Bai family's century-long accumulation was completely wiped out.

Duan Hongyuan did not stop him at all.

He sat by the gate of the manor, making more than a dozen phone calls on his communicator, all of which were to arrange the follow-up work.

News travels fast in the capital.

The news of Bai Yong's death and the destruction of the Bai family would spread throughout the entire Dragon Kingdom within half a day.

Collect what should be collected, and handle what should be handled.

After loading the last batch of goods onto the truck, Lin Feng walked up to Duan Hongyuan.

"The matter of the fragmentary map."

Duan Hongyuan looked up.

"Lu Chenyuan arrived at the ninth platform, but the area beneath it was empty. Of the nine Dragon-Suppressing Platforms, eight contained remnants of dragon veins, but the ninth did not. What was he doing there?"

Duan Hongyuan remained silent for two seconds.

"I don't know. But Lu Chenyuan is no ordinary person. Back then, his strength was comparable to mine. For something to make him leave behind such a mark with his life's blood..."

He didn't finish speaking.

Lin Feng put the tattered map into his pocket. "I'll check it again later."

Duan Hongyuan nodded.

The convoy set off.

Earth dragons and fierce vultures provided aerial escort, while a dozen heavy transport vehicles lined up in a long convoy on the ground, heading majestically towards the northern border.

Lin Feng sat on the dragon's neck, closing his eyes to catch up on sleep.

The wind blew past my ears.

What he didn't notice was...

Deep within the capital city.

A black underground tower without doors or windows.

The tower is embedded in the earth vein node at the very center of the city, and is covered by a three-meter-thick spiritual pattern shielding layer, which cannot be penetrated by any detection method.

Inside the tower, on the deepest level.

The three people sat cross-legged on the stone platform.

He was emaciated, skin and bones, with completely white hair.

They've been sitting here for a long time.

Over time, moss grew on the stone platform, then withered, then grew again.

The three people's breaths were extremely faint, like three lamps about to go out.

However, the concentration of the substance deposited in the Qi Hai (a point on the stomach) is abnormally high.

Half-step Emperor of Martial Arts.

Three.

The one on the far left opened its eyes.

Bai Yong is dead.

The one in the middle opened its eyes.

"The path to the dragon vein's essence has been cut off."

The one on the far right was the last to wake up.

"Who did it?"

The person on the left closed their eyes, and their spiritual energy seeped out from the black tower's shielding layer, circling over the capital city.

"The Northern Frontier, Duan Hongyuan. And there's another young one."

The person in the middle stood up from the stone platform. A series of cracking sounds came from his joints.

"Bai Yong was a good-for-nothing; his death is no loss. But the dragon vein essence he promised us..."

The person on the right lifted their hand off their knee.

On the withered fingers, the nails were three inches long and had a dark green tinge.

"Who dares to cut off my Order's path to immortality?"

The auras of the three people surged outwards simultaneously.

On the walls of the Black Tower, cracks climbed from the bottom to the top.