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"Crack!"

As the terrifying power tore through the nine heavens, the source jade in the Snow Immortal Pond's hands completely shattered.

Although they had expected this to happen, the moment the Source Jade Crystal shattered, everyone, including the Snow Song Zither, was shocked.

When Xue Qinglan and Gao Zongyan saw that Ye Chenfeng, whose eyes were like swords, appeared unharmed, his eyeballs nearly popped out of their sockets, causing great waves to surge in his heart.

Just now, the energy released by the floating stone tablet was terrifying. Let alone them, even an Emperor level powerhouse would not be able to leave behind a skeleton if they were here.

On the other hand, Ye Chenfeng, who was at the sixth level of the Mysterious Beast Sect, had not only blocked the attack, but had not been harmed in the slightest. Ye Chenfeng's methods had completely exceeded their expectations and shocked them, causing them to feel even more terrified.

"Morning Wind, are you alright?"

Seeing that Ye Zichen had walked out unharmed, Xue Wandering let out a long sigh. His worried heart finally calmed down, he ran over without caring about his identity and asked about Ye Zichen's situation.

"Sister Wandering, I'm fine. Don't worry about me."

Ye Chenfeng, whose aura had become even sharper, revealed a faint smile and said softly.

"Ye Chenfeng, did you destroy the Misty Stone Sword?" Even though it was verified, the Snow Immortal Pond still asked him about it in public.

"Senior Xue, I'm sorry. The misty stone carving was indeed shattered by me, but I had no choice. If I didn't destroy it, it would kill me." Ye Chenfeng said apologetically.

"Ye Chenfeng, do you know the significance of the misty stone inscriptions to my Misty Mountain?"

The Misty Mountain's Highest Elder, Xue Song, said. His turbid eyes shone with a bright light as they locked onto Ye Chenfeng, as if he wanted to see through him.

"Chen Feng, this is my Floating Mountain's Supreme Elder." Xue Piao told Ye Zichen the identity of the Snow Song Zither.

"Junior knows about the value of the misty stone carving and the significance of it to the Misty Mountain. However, junior does not have any other methods, but junior will think of a way to repay it." Ye Chenfeng said humbly, intentionally hiding the secret from himself.

"Repayment? Are you able to afford it?" Gao Zongyan's face darkened as he said, "Do you know that the Floating Mist stone inscription has been passed down for 100,000 years? Now that it has been destroyed by you, how are you going to repay it to my Floating Mist Mountain?"

"I owe Misty Mountain, not you." Ye Chenfeng looked at him with a sharp gaze, then said without a hint of politeness, "If you continue to yell at me, don't blame me for not being polite."

"You …"

Hearing Ye Zichen's warning, Gao Zongyan was so angry that his face turned green. He pointed his trembling finger at Ye Zichen, wanting to rely on the Snow Song Zither to continue criticizing him.

At this moment, twenty sword patterns sprayed out from Ye Chenfeng's body, instantly condensing into an incomparably sharp sword light. It tore through the air and chopped towards him at a speed that was hard to see with the naked eye.

"Swish …"

Gao Zongyan only felt a flash of sword light in front of his eyes as all the hairs on his body stood on end. Smelling the strong sense of death threat, he instinctively wanted to dodge.

Before he could dodge, the sword light had already sliced through his body and broken through his defense, leaving a deep bone sword mark on his chest. A large amount of blood uncontrollably flowed out.

"I really hate it when people use their fingers on me. If there's a next time, it won't be as simple as cutting your chest. I will cut your throat and send you to hell to meet your grandson." Ye Chenfeng warned coldly as he looked at the pale-faced and trembling Gao Zongyan.

"You …"

Gao Zongyan did not expect that Ye Chenfeng would dare to be so arrogant in front of Xue Songqin and company, and would even slash at him.

But when he recalled the feeling of death, Gao Zongyan no longer dared to be impudent. He clenched his teeth and swallowed it, throwing Xue Qinglan a pleading look.

However, Xue Qinglan was much more shrewd than him. It was as if she didn't see the look in his eyes as he stood there quietly, not knowing what to say.

"Chen Feng, you've comprehended the second level of the Sword Truth?"

Seeing the 20 sword marks on Ye Chenfeng's body, Xue Wandering's eyes widened as he asked in surprise.

She couldn't imagine how Ye Zichen, who managed to break through the misty stone inscription, could also be distracted by comprehending the sword intent contained within the stone inscription.

"Right. I was lucky enough to master the Second Heavenly Layer of the Dao of the Sword." Ye Chenfeng nodded and said modestly.

Under the powerful deduction ability of the brain, Ye Zichen managed to comprehend thirteen sword patterns in a limited amount of time, and successfully comprehended the second level of the Sword Dao.

In addition to the Dao of the Sword, the Divine Devouring Brain had also successfully carved 21 illusory Dao patterns. As long as he had enough time, he would be able to comprehend illusory Dao Insight to the Second Heavenly Layer, greatly increasing his own strength.

More importantly, the Primal Chaos Wood had devoured the energy contained within the misty stone inscription. The Five-Colored Seedling grew by one-third, grew eight Five-Colored Divine Leaves, and gave birth to nine streams of chaos energy.

"Ye Zichen, the destruction of the Misty Stone in your hands is fate, and fate. The destruction of the Misty Stone is very likely to announce the impending disaster of Floating Mist Mountain's, and your appearance also caused a hint of opportunity and change in the situation. I wonder if you are willing to help me, Floating Mist Mountain, overcome this calamity?" Xue Song looked at the rebellious Ye Chenfeng with burning eyes, then asked seriously, "If you are willing, I will no longer pursue the matter of you breaking the misty stone inscription."

"Junior is willing!" Ye Chenfeng said without any hesitation.

"Alright, alright." Xue Song Qin revealed a rare smile and said, "There is less than three months to the ancient city's Martial Competition. Prepare well, I hope you can help Misty Mountain obtain the Martial Competition's first place, fight for great fortune, and destroy the West Demon Sect's scheme."

"As long as I, Floating Mountain, can overcome this tribulation, I will satisfy any reward you want."

"Yes, Senior!" Ye Chenfeng nodded heavily, "Junior will not disappoint you."

"Grand Elder, in order to further increase the strength of my Misty Mountain disciples, I wonder if it is possible to open the Misty Lake and let Ye Zichen and the others go in to cultivate, so that they can focus on preparing for the Martial Competition." The Snow Immortal Pond suggested.

"Sure!" The Snow Song Zither nodded and agreed, "In these two months, my Floating Mountain's cultivation resources are free for them to use."

"Wandering, I'll leave the matter of selecting the participating Martial Disciples to you. In order to reduce unnecessary casualties, you can choose the five strongest disciples from the younger generation to participate. After selecting them, let them quickly enter the Misty Fountain for cultivation. The Snow Immortal Lake explained.

"Yes, Master. I'll go pick a disciple now." Xue Piao nodded and said.

"Ye Chenfeng, come with me. I'll send you to one of the three forbidden areas of the Misty Mountain, the Misty Peak."

With that, the real leader of the Floating Mist Mountain, the Half-step Battle-Beast Emperor level Snow Song, used his walking stick to bring Ye Chenfeng out of the region that had collapsed, and towards one of the three forbidden areas of the Floating Mist Mountain, the Misty Peak.