Fantasy, starting with a treasure bowl

"Young Master Lu, sixty breaths have passed; that guy is about to wake up!"

Gu Canyang's reminder slowly reached my ears.

Lu Feng understood immediately and looked at Zhang Miao, who was furious not far away, with a faint mockery on his lips. "Sorry, I'm a straight man, I don't have time to play along with you, you dead gay."

"You little bastard, what did you say?!"

Zhang Miao was furious upon hearing this.

Click...! Click...!

However, before he could make a move, a series of eerie bone-cracking sounds suddenly came from the previously silent secret room.

Boom!

The next moment, the carrion bear skeleton suddenly stood up from the ground, as if it had been activated with some kind of spirituality. Its originally empty limbs and claws grew rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and at the same time transformed into flesh and bones, just like the dead were brought back to life!

In addition, with the support of a large amount of corpse energy, the demonic aura on this carrion bear was even more astonishing, infinitely close to that of a mid-level Xuan-rank demonic beast. Even a casual roar from it could easily kill a martial artist below the Ningyuan realm!

"This is... a low-level Xuan-rank demonic beast, a carrion bear?!"

Upon seeing this, Zhang Miao's expression changed drastically, and disbelief appeared in his eyes.

"You little bastard, what exactly did you just do...?!"

It should be understood that resurrecting the dead is something that even a master of the Opening Meridian Realm, let alone a master of the Spirit Soul Realm, could never do. This would be tantamount to going against the heavens and violating the cycle of reincarnation!

Besides, the carrion bear skeleton in the secret chamber was already badly damaged, its flesh and demonic power completely dissipated, leaving only a wisp of corpse energy, making it no different from an empty shell.

Lu Feng single-handedly revived this carrion bear that had been dead for who knows how many years!

Therefore, it is not surprising that Zhang Miao is currently feeling extremely shocked, as if he has encountered a ghost or evil spirit.

"It's nothing, just a big gift for you."

Faced with Zhang Miao's shock and anger, Lu Feng still smiled insincerely, as if he had been holding back his anger for a long time and was now eager to release it all at once.

"Lu family brat, stop talking nonsense and get out of here!"

Just as Lu Feng was about to continue his frivolous talk, Gu Canyang reminded him again, "Although the Summoning Talisman successfully revived this carrion bear, its revival effect is only temporary and will expire in at most an hour."

"Moreover, this beast still lacks intelligence after its resurrection and cannot distinguish friend from foe. If you were even a step slower, you might also be doomed here. Don't blame me for not warning you then..."

Gu Canyang's tone was melancholic, and Lu Feng's heart tightened. He immediately unleashed the Dragon Dance, and his surging Yuan Power instantly transformed into a bunch of flowing wings, which flew towards the exit of the secret chamber.

"Flying through the air?"

"This child isn't just a mere second-level Qi Condensation Realm cultivator, how could he...!"

"roar!"

Seeing Lu Feng fly away at lightning speed, Zhang Miao's gloomy face was even more shocked. However, before he could stop him, a deafening roar came again.

The next moment, the resurrected carrion bear suddenly pounced on Zhang Miaofei, opening its blood-red maw and swinging its sharp claws to strike the latter's head!

The reason why the carrion bear targeted Zhang Miao was quite simple: it was due to the biological instinct of the demon beast. Only by devouring the flesh and blood of the strong could it make its own demonic bloodline stronger.

Compared to Lu Feng, whose cultivation was weaker, Zhang Miao, whose cultivation had reached the seventh level of the Condensation Realm, was undoubtedly more "nutritional" and more suitable for the carrion bear's appetite.

In addition, because scavenging bears are naturally inclined to devour decaying matter and carcasses, they generally choose to kill their prey first and then eat it slowly, rather than swallowing it whole.

"Damn it!"

Faced with the carrion bear's sudden attack, Zhang Miao's expression darkened at first, but the next moment he thrust out his blood-red spear again, his entire body erupting with a surge of violent Yuan energy. "You beast, do you really think I'm afraid of you?!"

bass!bass!bass!

Zhang Miao brandished his blood-red spear continuously, creating a series of chilling spear shadows that resembled blood-red threads dancing wildly in the air. His powerful aura and sharp edge forced the carrion bear back almost instantly.

The blood-red spear in his hand is called the Bloodthirsty Spear. As the name suggests, this spear is not an ordinary third-grade spiritual treasure, but a weapon with a trace of spirituality. It can kill people invisibly and become stronger by constantly absorbing the blood of the dead!

This Bloodthirsty Gun was originally an unclaimed object, buried deep in a coffin in a mass grave. Zhang Miao was incredibly lucky to find it and then used his blood to claim it as his own.

"What a wonderful treasure! Not only is its power surpassing that of my Flame-Swallowing Blade, but it can also continuously grow stronger by absorbing the blood of living beings..."

"Tsk, this gun is such a waste to be in the hands of this gay bastard!"

After escaping back to the entrance of the secret room, Lu Feng did not run away immediately. Instead, he looked back at Zhang Miao, who was engaged in a fierce battle with the carrion bear. At this moment, a hint of covetousness flashed in his eyes.

"Stop looking! Once that beast finishes killing people, your next target will be you, kid. Why don't you get out of here?"

Inside the treasure basin, Gu Canyang urged again.

But Lu Feng's lips curled into a sly smile. "Old Gu? That's not necessarily true...!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Feng waved his hand and took out several white talismans with spirit patterns engraved on them from his storage ring.

"This is... the Mystic Ice Talisman of the Shangqing Spirit Alliance of Zhongzhou?"

"You wouldn't be thinking of..., would you?"

Gu Canyang paused for a moment, as if he had thought of something.

"The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind."

"This Bloodthirsty Spear is a rare and excellent weapon. It would be a waste to just leave it here like this!"

Holding the several Xuanbing Spirit Talismans upside down between his index fingers, Lu Feng's eyes were like torches as he stared intently at the battle not far away, seemingly waiting for the right moment to strike.

...

Inside the sealed room, the fierce battle between Zhang Miao and the carrion bear continued, and they were locked in a close contest!

Rumble!

The carrion bear brandished its sharp claws and slapped Zhang Miao hard across the chest. Zhang Miao dodged to the side, instantly avoiding the fatal blow, leaving only a trail of rubble and dust in its wake.

"You beast, the next move will kill you completely!"

Dodging the carrion bear's claw, Zhang Miao's eyebrows shot up, his face contorted with rage, and at the same time, he thrust his Bloodthirsty Spear forward, creating a flurry of sharp spear shadows, like thousands of threads, with astonishing force!

call out!call out!call out!

Just as Zhang Miao was fighting with all his might, several white talismans suddenly shot out from a distance. The next moment, they burned and disappeared, bringing with them an extremely cold aura that made it almost impossible for people to move!

"What's going on?!"

The situation changed abruptly, and Zhang Miao's expression shifted slightly. He abruptly turned to look in the direction from which the talisman had come, and the next moment he roared in fury, "You little bastard, it's you again!"

"Sorry, I've taken a liking to the weapon in your hand, so you'd be better off dying here."

A faint smile played on Lu Feng's lips.

"you...!"

Just as Zhang Miao was about to lash out, he found that his entire body was covered in layers of thick frost, making him almost unable to move, as if he were locked in an ice cave dungeon, which was very strange!

Although the power of a fifth-grade spirit talisman is average, it is more than enough to deal with Zhang Miao, who only has a cultivation level of the seventh level of the Qi Condensation Realm.

Moreover, after being amplified by the Treasure Basin, Lu Feng had more than just one or two Xuanbing Spirit Talismans in his hands, but dozens. If he were to throw them all out, he could even immobilize Zhang Miao on the spot for one or two months!

Roar!

Just as Zhang Miao was restrained, the carrion bear launched another attack, its sharp claws aimed directly at his head. The force was so great that it seemed as if a single blow could blow the top of his head off!

"Aaaaaah! You damned little bastard! How dare you ambush me! I'll kill you...!"

At the critical moment of life and death, Zhang Miao's eyes widened and he couldn't help but roar. However, before he could finish speaking, his head was smashed by the scavenging bear's claw, and red and white matter was scattered all over the ground. He died instantly!

"receive!"

Just as Zhang Miao was about to die, Lu Feng seized the opportunity to strike, immediately storing the Bloodthirsty Spear into his storage ring. At the same time, he once again used Dragon Dance and flew away from the secret chamber without looking back.

As for the carrion bear behind, due to its bulky size and slow speed, even if it exerted all its strength, it could not catch up with Lu Feng, who was performing the Dragon Dance. At the moment, it could only stare helplessly.

"Finally, we succeeded!"

After his scheme succeeded, Lu Feng's face also showed a hint of joy, and then he flew out of the golden hall.

He has already collected quite a few treasures, and rather than continuing to explore the various secret chambers within the palace, he would prefer to find a secluded place to digest them and perhaps even go into seclusion to break through his current limitations.

After all, no matter how many treasures you have, you still need to be alive to get them, and strength and cultivation are the foundation of everything!

...

Meanwhile, deep within the golden hall, in another secret chamber...

The two groups of people stood facing each other, each holding a weapon. The scene was deathly silent, and a tense, oppressive atmosphere filled the air, as if a major battle could break out at any moment.

"Senior Brother Gu, these Song family members don't seem so easy to deal with. Should we send someone to the sect leader to ask for reinforcements?"

At the front of the Beihai Sword Sect's group, a young disciple stepped forward and bowed respectfully to a fat young man with dyed yellow hair.

The obese young man was named Gu Bushang. He was the eldest disciple of Jiang Beihai, the sect leader of the Beihai Blade Sect. His cultivation had reached the eighth level of the Condensation Realm. The young disciple who asked the question was of low status and was just an ordinary outer disciple. He was naturally respectful and humble at the moment.

"Call for reinforcements?"

As soon as the other party finished speaking, Gu Bushang frowned slightly, then said coldly, "Hmph, what a joke! How could we, the dignified disciples of the North Sea Blade Sect, be afraid of these cowards from the Song family?"

"Listen up, all of you! In this later time, kill these Song family martial artists at all costs! Don't let a single one escape! The treasure in the secret chamber can only belong to our North Sea Blade Sect!"