Fantasy, starting with a treasure bowl

"Even without the aid of Yuan energy, nothing within a hundred meters can escape my perception. This is the power of opening the Eight Extraordinary Meridians! A Meridian Opening Realm expert is indeed not on the same level as an ordinary Yuan Condensation Realm martial artist..."

With a slight twitch of his ears, Lu Feng took in all the commotion happening inside and outside the underground tomb, and a look of emotion crossed his face.

Although he has only recently broken through to the Meridian Opening Realm and his Yuan Power cultivation has not yet been fully consolidated, in terms of actual combat strength, Lu Feng is in no way inferior to a fifth-level Meridian Opening Realm martial artist, and he can even contend with a sixth-level Meridian Opening Realm martial artist!

In addition, the Nirvana Sutra of Gara that Feng Yunnan taught him was not as simple as an ordinary body-refining technique!

This technique not only greatly strengthens the practitioner's physical body, but also comes with three top-tier martial arts, from weakest to strongest: the fist technique "Galo Splits the Mountain", the leg technique "Galo Overturns the Sea", and the most powerful and destructive "Galo Eight Spirit Seals"!

"Galo splits the mountain!"

Lu Feng stomped his feet heavily on the ground, and the next moment his left hand transformed into a fist and slammed out into the air in front of him.

Swish!

Click!

A large amount of Yuan energy instantly condensed in the center of Lu Feng's fist, and then suddenly burst out, transforming into an extremely fierce Gara Fist Force, which also created a powerful whirlwind that was as sharp as a knife. Instantly, it cut a bronze giant pillar that was so thick that it would take several people to hug it in half, with an unstoppable momentum!

Rumble!

The bronze pillar crashed to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust, and Lu Feng's face showed excitement and joy.

"What a powerful punch! Its power is probably no less than any sixth-rank martial art! It truly lives up to its name, 'Mountain Splitter,' it's incredibly imposing!"

Lu Feng slowly withdrew his fist, then twisted the tendons and bones of his left wrist.

That punch he just threw was only at half his strength, and it was only the beginner level of "Galo Mountain Splitting," yet it had such astonishing power. This shows that this punch is not just for show!

However, Lu Feng's cultivation level is still shallow, and he has only just begun to understand the practice of the Nirvana Sutra of Gara. He has not yet fully comprehended and mastered it, so he can only barely use the move "Galo Mountain Splitting".

As for the even more powerful leg technique "Galo Overturns the Sea" and the strongest killing move "Galo Eight Spirit Seals", Lu Feng is unable to use them for the time being, which is a bit of a pity.

"Strange, the two seniors... and Miss Ren are all gone?"

His gaze shifted again, and he noticed that the underground tomb was unusually deserted. Lu Feng was slightly taken aback, a hint of surprise on his face.

Previously, he was so engrossed in practicing his martial arts that he hadn't noticed anything unusual around him. Only now did he realize that Feng Yunnan and Liu Youzhi were nowhere to be seen in the underground tomb, and Consort Ren Xuan had also vanished without a trace, as if she had evaporated into thin air.

"Young man from the Lu family, stop searching aimlessly. Apart from you, there is no other aura in this underground tomb."

At this moment, Gu Canyang's faint voice suddenly came from inside the treasure basin, as if he had seen through the other party's thoughts.

"If my deduction is correct, the two people who passed on their skills to you earlier have lost their obsession and their souls have long since vanished. As for that little girl named Ren something-concubine, she has most likely also left this underground tomb."

"No way! Miss Ren just left without saying goodbye? Could it be that she's still angry with me?" Lu Feng was somewhat surprised.

"No, that's not it. That little girl seems to have left you some 'souvenirs,' haha."

Gu Canyang stroked his beard and chuckled, while Lu Feng's eyes narrowed as he noticed a palm-sized bamboo slip lying quietly beside him at his feet, which appeared to be a letter.

"This is... a letter left for me by Miss Ren?"

Ignoring his doubts, Lu Feng raised his hand and circulated his Yuan energy, immediately drawing the bamboo slip into his palm before slowly opening it.

There wasn't much ink left on the bamboo slip, only a few lines of small black characters, but the handwriting was very delicate and the strokes were as nimble as a light snake, clearly the work of a girl. In addition, there was a large "Ren" character engraved at the end of the letter, which was obviously the handwriting of Consort Ren Xuan.

...

"Lu Feng, if you see this letter, I've most likely already left. Thank you for saving me back then, but I don't like owing favors. If you ever encounter any difficulties or needs in the future, you can take this bamboo slip as a token to the Alchemist Guild in the capital of Dongyun Kingdom. There you will find the reward you desire. Yours truly..."

"Lady Ren? Heh, that does sound like Miss Ren's tone and temperament..."

His gaze slowly settled on the end of the letter, and a smile crept onto Lu Feng's face. He thought to himself, "Could it be that Miss Ren is from the Alchemist Guild? No wonder she possesses such cultivation and strength at such a young age, and is a woman at that. Ordinary sects and forces couldn't possibly raise such a prodigy..."

Although he was somewhat surprised by Ren Xuanfei's sudden departure, he didn't think much of it.

Because Lu Feng had a strong premonition that he and Ren Xuanfei would meet again someday in the future!

"It's time to leave here..."

After storing the bamboo slips in his storage ring, Lu Feng stretched and then bowed respectfully towards the golden throne deep within the tomb palace. "Senior King Zhong, Senior Liu You, I am deeply grateful for your kindness!"

"Although I dare not guarantee that I will be able to crush the Qingyun Sect and other righteous sects in the Zhongxuan Domain in the future, and at the same time kill Kunyangzi, one of the Seven Talents of Qingyun, to avenge you two, once the time is right, I will give them a lesson they will never forget. Rest in peace!"

After speaking, Lu Feng symbolically took out two jars of the expensive "Flying Moutai Spirit Wine" from his fingertip ring. He himself was usually reluctant to drink them, and then gently poured them onto the ground. At this moment, his face was full of respect and piety.

...

Meanwhile, in Wuping County, a dense forest beside the official road

Shh...!

A rustling sound was faintly heard, and the next moment a disheveled figure darted out. His hair was disheveled, his clothes were tattered, and his face, covered in filth and blood, showed a hint of fear, as if he had encountered a ghost.

"Damn it! We finally escaped...!"

Jiang Beihai collapsed heavily to the ground, seemingly exhausted. He was panting heavily, muttering curses under his breath, "I never expected that madman Qin Dingce would awaken the Killing Spirit Body, and hide it so well. I really misjudged him back then...!"

"That madman woke up the tomb guardians, and they're probably dead by now. Luckily, I had the foresight to escape, otherwise I would definitely be dead without a burial place!"

Looking back at the vast, dense forest behind him, Jiang Beihai's face paled slightly, as if he still felt some lingering fear.

There is more than one exit from the Zhongwang Tomb site. The moment he saw Qin Dingce alarm the tomb guards, he turned and ran without hesitation, using the disciples of the Beihai Sword Sect around him as cannon fodder, which is how he barely escaped.

"Although the North Sea Blade Sect suffered heavy casualties in this battle, and even that brat Gu Bushang is nowhere to be found, I have escaped unscathed. My Yuan Power cultivation has also successfully entered the third level of the Meridian Opening Realm. The revival of the North Sea Blade Sect in the future is just around the corner!"

Jiang Beihai let out a heavy breath, a resolute look flashing across his face, while his fists clenched tightly under his sleeves once more.

"You escaped unscathed?"

"Hehehe, are you sure?"

Just as Jiang Beihai was secretly rejoicing at his narrow escape, a sinister and deep laugh came from afar, which made him tremble and feel as if he had a thorn in his back!