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"What? You said Shan Xian died?"

After hearing the news of You Shan's death, a terrifying baleful aura exploded from the Netherworld Udumbara Flower. He stared at Jian Chengtian and asked loudly.

"Mm, Shan Xian was killed by Ye Chenfeng, and this Fu Youyue helped Ye Chenfeng deal with us." Jian Chengtian could not bear the evil eyes of the Netherworld Udumbara Flower any longer and bowed his head as he spoke.

"Xingyue, Xingyue and the others? Who killed Xingyue and the others? "

At this moment, the black hole in space gradually shrank until it disappeared above the ninth heaven. Amongst the ten disciples that had entered the true spirit mystic realm, only three of them had managed to leave. Their hearts plummeted as they roared out loud.

As for these three disciples, because of distance, they did not enter the ancient stone palace. Thus, they were unclear about the cause of death for Zhang Xingyue and the others.

"Elder Feng, Zhang Xingyue and the others were killed by a disciple from the Heavenly Fire Sect called Ye Chenfeng. There are also disciples of my Thunderbird Mountain who died in his hands."

Hearing the furious roars of the Storm Valley Elder, the Thunderbird Mountain Elder who heard the truth from Yang Bingfeng revealed the truth of the matter.

"What …"

"Jian Yuan, you disciple of the Sky Fire Sect have such big balls! How dare you kill a disciple of my Storm Valley?!"

When the elders of Storm Valley found out that the six disciples, including Zhang Xingyue, had all lost their lives in Ye Chenfeng's hands, they were enraged. A towering killing intent was emitted from their bodies.

"Ye Chenfeng is not a disciple of my Skyfire Sect, while my Skyfire Sect's Yin-Yang Hall's disciple, You Shan, also died in his hands. I also want to kill him for revenge." Hearing Elder Feng's roar, the Sword Palace Master's face darkened.

"Fine, then when he comes out, whoever dares to stop me from killing him will become irreconcilable." The enraged Storm Valley Elder swore in public.

"You Yue, the medium-grade earthen artifact you gave me was given to you by Ye Chenfeng, right?" Jian Yuan ignored the frenzied crowd from Storm Valley and asked in a low voice.

"Yes sir!" Fu Youyue nodded and said frankly.

"Then tell me honestly, where did Ye Chenfeng go?" The sword essence asked.

"He has entered the interior of the stone hall, but his disciple's strength is limited, so he was unable to enter. It is unclear whether he is alive or dead …" Fu Youyue replied honestly.

"You still have a medium-grade Earth Tool Battle Blade, give it to me." Sword Yuan heard it from Jian Chengtian. Fu Youyue also had a mid-tier Earth Grade Equipment as she ordered loudly.

"Yes sir!"

Although Fu You Yue was reluctant to part with it, she did not dare to disobey the sword origin's order. She took out the pitch-black battle blade from her Cosmic Bag and handed it over to the sword origin.

After obtaining the two medium-grade Earth Grade weapons, Jian Yuan's expression softened. He looked at the frosty and beautiful Fu You Yue and said, "For the sake of these two medium-grade Earth Grade weapons, this old man will not hold it against you. However, if you dare to have anything to do with Ye Chenfeng, don't blame me for being impolite."

"Thank you master, this disciple doesn't dare." Fu Youyue nodded. She knew that her danger had been resolved.

"Hall Master Jian, do you think that the stone temple is the temple that was recorded in the ancient records? It was the temple that appeared in the True Spirit Realm thousands of years ago." The evil You Zi asked with a voice transmission.

"It's very likely to be the shrine with the supreme inheritance." Jian Yuan nodded and said.

"Chief Sword, what should we do now?" That brat is trapped in the true spirit secret realm. It will be as difficult as ascending to the heavens if we want to find him. " He sent a mental message to her with a frown plastered on his face.

"Wait, if he's lucky and doesn't die, he'll definitely come out." Jian Yuan pondered for a moment, then said, as he greedily thought about the treasures that Ye Chenfeng possessed.

The people of the Sky Fire Sect chose to wait in the Black Pond Swamp. The people of the Storm Valley and Thunderbird Mountain did not leave, and waited patiently for Ye Zichen to appear.

"God bless us, I hope that those blessed with power will be able to find other paths to leave this secret plane." Fu Youyue, who was sitting beside the sword source silently prayed for Ye Zichen in her heart.

… ….

"Spiritual force, enter the tendons."

At that moment, Ye Zichen relied on his extraordinary endurance to control the mind devouring brain to finally devour the demonic properties of the Ghost Face Sobbing Heart Fruit, and began to wholeheartedly temper his muscles and veins that were getting tougher.

As he forced the spiritual energy contained in the Ghost-Masked Heart Fruit into his meridians, the meridians all over his body began to hurt as if their spikes were piercing through them, and all the muscles in his body began to twitch.

Sixth level of the Refinement Realm, seventh level, eighth level...

Ye Chenfeng endured the increasingly strong spatial pressure. After painstakingly cultivating for four days, he finally compressed all of the spiritual energy of the second Ghost-Masked Sobbing Heart Fruit into his tendons. He cultivated to the ninth layer of the Body Refinement Realm, while his physical strength reached one hundred and eighty thousand pounds.

"The more you cultivate the six meridians, the more difficult it becomes. The two Ghost Face Crying Heart Fruits are actually unable to cultivate to the Large Success Stage of the Muscle Refinement Realm." Ye Chenfeng sighed softly.

Although Ye Chenfeng still had a few Spirit Level Soul Pills, the pressure in the Gravitational Space was getting stronger and stronger, and the pressure on Ye Chenfeng was getting greater and greater.

After some thought, he gave up the idea of spending time to cultivate to the Mastery Stage. He prepared to attack the spatial barrier with all of his strength, making his last effort.

Ye Zichen sat cross-legged on the spot and rested for a while. Then, he adjusted himself to his peak condition, and slowly stood up against the spatial pressure that covered the sky.

"Cloud Breaking Palm!"

Ye Zichen took a deep breath and merged all the strength in his body with his soul power, forming a shocking 250,000 jin force. He poured all of it into his right palm and sent out a palm attack towards the sturdy spatial barrier.

"Rumble …"

An unstoppable cloud-piercing palm light shot out. Wherever the palm light went, gravity exploded and streams of air surged out. The palm light, which was compressed to the limit, smashed into the space barrier, causing the space wall to distort.

After that palm strike, Ye Zichen made three more consecutive palm strikes against the distorted space barrier, causing spiderweb-like cracks to appear on the space barrier.

However, before Ye Chenfeng could rejoice, the crack in the spatial barrier was repaired at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the distorted space returned to its previous calm state.

"Damn it, I still can't do it."

Ye Zichen doubled his physical strength, but he was still unable to break through the spatial barrier. He couldn't help but get anxious.

After a simple rest, Ye Chenfeng released six layers of sword force. He interweaved sword light with one hand and struck out with Cloud Breaking Palm with the other, attacking the Spatial Barrier with all his might.

The attacking power of Ye Chenfeng's attack was extremely terrifying, but the toughness of the space barrier was beyond his imagination. After Ye Chenfeng crazily attacked for the time it took for an incense stick to burn, his soul power was almost depleted, and he was still unable to break through the space barrier.

This caused Ye Zichen's heart to drop down to the bottom as he became anxious.