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When the evil man saw the Moon-Swallowing Art on Chi Bin, he frowned and did not pay too much attention to it, thinking that it was just an ordinary cat demon.

"A little cat demoness dares to come and ruin your grandpa's plans." The evil man threw the broken blade in his hand towards Chi Bin, intending to kill both and Tunyue.

"Whoosh!" Swallowing Moon turned into a streak of lightning, dodging the incoming broken blade. She clawed at his throat, causing a bloody scar to appear on the ground in front of the evil man. Chi Bin was also unsatisfied with his speed. He somersaulted and dodged, retreating from the battle. The evil man opened his eyes in disbelief. His eyes were as big as an ox's, and he fell heavily onto the ground.

"Third brother!" When the other three men saw that the knife-scarred man was dead, they roared and rushed over. The boss of the evil looking man carried the knife-scarred man, and upon realizing that the knife-scarred man had been vomiting blood, he could not even speak clearly.

"Such good food, we can't waste it." Swallowing Moon looked at the evil men in front of her and licked her lips with her crimson tongue. Her eyes emitted a strange light. If someone were to stare into their eyes, they would discover that there were countless vengeful spirits entangling them.

"Meow." Zhang Mian discovered that after a cat's cry, the three bad guys had all fallen onto the ground. What was even more strange was that the bad guys were withered and looked like mummified corpses, which made people shiver. In the face of such a strange cat demon, Zhang Mian was on the defensive, his hand sweating profusely.

"Little pond, I'm full, so I need to digest my food. Don't look for me if you have nothing to do, and don't look for me if you need anything." Following the sound of breaking through the air, Moon-Swallowing had disappeared from Zhang Mian's sight. Only the few dead men in front of him had proven that Moon-Swallowing had indeed appeared. When Zhang Mian returned with the treasures of the Divergent Portal disciples, the Divergent Portal disciples were all filled with surprise. They never thought that Zhang Mian would actually be able to defeat the four Earth Level Peak cultivators. Zhang Mian originally wanted to say that he didn't kill the four villains, but Tunyue, who was in Xue Jing's embrace, suddenly opened her eyes, making him swallow his words back down.

Right at this moment, a pillar of light appeared in the northwest. It was connected to the sky as precious light was emitted in all directions. Everyone guessed that this was the location of the treasure they had been searching for.

On the way back, they met many disciples from other sects. They were also attracted by the precious light, and formed small teams of three to five groups of rogue cultivators.

A few days later, when he arrived at the location of the Treasure Light Pearl, Dong Wen Feng who was in Xue Jing's embrace woke up. Before he even opened his eyes, he smelt the fragrance of a woman.

"Brother Dong, you're finally awake." Xue Jing said happily, then helped him up and sat him down.

"Thank you!" Dong Wen Feng thanked him and quickly checked on the condition of his body. He realised that his mental force had broken through to the Earth Level Peak and that his cultivation was still in the Earth-Rank Late Stage. He discovered that the surroundings were filled with cultivators. Every team was led by cultivators from Earth Level Peak, and there were even some Heaven Rank existences which could vaguely be seen in the teams.

Because Dong Wen Feng had not come into contact with the Heaven Stage, he was unable to make an accurate judgement on it. He only had a vague impression of it. Zhang Mian told her everything that had happened these past few days. He realized that when Zhang Mian talked, he would unconsciously look in the direction of Moon-Swallowing Mountain. At this time, the pillar of light that soared into the sky began to fade away, and a stone door appeared beneath the pillar of light. The stone door was carved with dragons and phoenixes, and there were also many engravings that looked like an array.

"Charge!" A voice came from somewhere in the crowd. All the cultivators seemed to have gone crazy as they rushed towards the stone door like floodwaters. The attacks of several dozen people simultaneously landed on the stone door, stirring up layers of dust, but the stone door remained unharmed. The cultivator closest to the stone door was knocked flying backwards by the backlash from the stone door. Those with slightly weaker cultivations were immediately severely injured. Everyone stopped in their tracks. They knew that for such an important place as this, there must be a mechanism. They all spread out to search for it.

Indeed, everyone was picking up firewood. After a short while, the mechanism was discovered by someone. He did not let any of his teammates out of his sight, letting them stand at the door before turning on the mechanism. Seeing that the stone door was wide open, all the cultivators displayed their skills and entered the stone door one shadow after another. If Dong Wen Feng had not taken into consideration the few Divergent Portal disciples beside him, he would have long ago activated Flash Technique and entered. However, when Dong Wen Feng and the rest entered the stone door, they realised that there were more than 10 corpses scattered everywhere. From the looks of their deaths, they had fallen into a trap.

"Which way should we go?" Chi Bin turned and asked Dong Wen Feng. After passing through a dilapidated great hall, there were two forks in the road. These two paths were not wider than two people's width, and they were side by side. They were long and winding, with no end in sight. Dong Wen Feng looked at the two paths and realised that they were all the same, there was no difference, but there were some stone paintings on the walls that were different.

"This way!" Dong Wen Feng pointed to the left side of the road, where there was a map of the flight of fairies on the stone wall, which Dong Wen Feng felt was somewhat familiar with. Walking along the small path for more than half an hour, he still did not find anyone, not even a bug. It was extremely quiet, a bit eerie.

"Boss, don't tell me you've brought us into some illusion world again?" Chi Bin could not help but speak, and the others wanted to speak as well, but upon thinking that it was Dong Wen Feng who had saved them, they did not have the face to speak.

"Cut the crap. Even if you enter the illusion, I can still bring you out." Dong Wen Feng said in a bad mood, he was wholeheartedly studying the meaning of the frescoes on the forks in the road. At the moment, they had already walked five forks and every fork was the same.

"Shh, there's someone." Dong Wen Feng extended his right hand and stopped everyone from moving forward. He brought them and hid in the crevices of the rocks. Senior Brother, we have already taken several forks in the road, could it be that we have taken the wrong path? " A shifty-eyed disciple complained to the leading man, while the other disciples also looked exhausted.

"Impossible, I'm carrying my sect's map. As long as I pass through two more forks in the road, I will be able to find the true treasure hiding place." "The leading man seemed to be very confident, which made all the disciples feel at ease." Is this a disciple of the Sword School? " Another pair of cultivators appeared at the fork in the road. It seemed like they were here for the sword. The two pairs of cultivators conversed for a while. It seemed as if they had something to discuss, before their swords and sabers clashed and they began to fight in the narrow passageway. Dong Wen Feng brought the group to quietly separate the two squads and left via another path. After more than an hour, they finally walked out of the path and arrived at a palace hall.