World Wide Martial Art

Threads composed of the power of stars shuttled across the surface of the mountain. Ye Feng sensed the inner structure of the mountain through these threads. Situ Reading

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There are actually many places on this mountain peak that are empty and ungainly. Ye Feng even vaguely noticed that this did not seem to be a mountain peak...

"interesting."

The corner of Ye Feng's mouth curled up, and with a sudden push of his palm, the star threads all over the mountain suddenly grew larger, and each thread as thin as a hair became as thick as thousands of feet.

In an instant, the entire huge mountain peak was exploded, and countless rocks fell down, each one ten thousand feet in size.

The land outside the territory was trembling, and rocks were falling like stars. Xian Yun'er couldn't help but look shocked when she saw this scene. Seeing a huge boulder hit her, she hurriedly opened her mouth to remind Ye Feng.

"Brother Ye Feng, be careful..."

Before Xian Yun'er finished speaking, Ye Feng waved his hand lightly and the huge boulder was blown away like dust, turning into a black spot on the horizon, and finally disappeared completely.

This kind of powerful power, even if Xian Yun'er has seen Ye Feng's methods, she is still shocked and inexplicable. This is not a power that humans can possess. Ye Feng is probably really a god.

At this moment, the mountains were shattered and the world was undergoing drastic changes. However, under such natural disasters, Ye Feng protected Xian Yun'er without suffering any injuries. No matter how terrible the rocks were, they were not worth mentioning in front of Ye Feng.

After a long time, the remaining power of the shattered mountains completely dissipated, and all the smoke and dust covering a thousand miles in radius fell.

Where the mountain originally stood, there was a bronze hall. This hall was so tall that even though countless years had passed, many traces of decay were left on the hall.

But the majesty and majestic charm of the main hall still exist. Seeing this behemoth, Xian Yun'er can't help but feel respect in her heart. What kind of existence and what kind of race can have such courage to build such a magnificent building.

"really."

Ye Feng's expression was already calm, but his eyes lit up when he looked at the main hall. He concluded that there was something strange in the mountain. When he just explored the mountain, he felt that there seemed to be a building hidden under the mountain.

Therefore, Ye Feng took action and directly shattered the mountain. The palace inside the mountain finally appeared.

It can even be said that the dust that fell on the palace from the previous mountain accumulated over the long years and eventually turned into a high mountain.

At the top of the palace, even though endless years have passed, there are three large characters engraved on the shining plaque.

"Fenglin Palace."

Ye Feng looked at Xian Yuner.

Xian Yun'er understood and shook her head, "I've never heard of it."

"Then let's go in and find out."

Ye Feng calmly led Xian Yun'er towards the palace. It stands to reason that these ancient and mysterious palaces would be very dangerous for a cultivator like Xian Yun'er to enter them.

But Ye Feng was confident that he could protect Xian Yun'er no matter what the danger was, so he dared to bring Xian Yun'er in like this.

The portal of Fenglin Palace is thousands of feet high, and there are countless reliefs carved on the door, showing scenes of humans fighting against strange creatures.

Ye Feng could vaguely see that these strange creatures were similar to the human race in many ways, and he even suspected that they were the human race.

"But how did the human race become like this?"

Ye Feng frowned slightly. Suddenly, he noticed a strange creature with horns on its head and a twisted body.

"It looks very similar to the Horned Demon Clan!"

Ye Feng was surprised to find that this strange creature was very similar to the Horned Demon Clan. Although there were some differences between the two sides, the differences were not big, just like a mule and a horse.

"And this one, it looks very similar to the Feathered Demon Clan."

Ye Feng discovered several more figures, which were very similar to the demons that now control the nine territories of the Discord Realm. Ye Feng believed that this was not a coincidence. There were ancient secrets hidden in this hall, waiting for his exploration.

"Maybe I can solve my doubts in this Fenglin Palace."

Ye Feng's heart moved and he stretched out his hand to press on the door of Fenglin Palace.

The gate of Fenglin Palace is extremely heavy. Because it has not been used for a long time, it seems that there is some malfunction and it is impossible to push it.

As Ye Feng increased his strength, the portal began to tremble slightly, and countless dust fell down. Before it got close to Ye Feng, it was brushed away by the invisible power of the soul star.

Gradually, the door trembled more and more frequently. After a while, only a roar was heard, and the door finally moved.

With a deafening and harsh creaking sound, the door of Fenglin Palace slowly opened to both sides.

Ye Feng took Xian Yun'er and walked into Fenglin Palace.

"This is……"

Seeing the scene in the hall, Xian Yun'er opened her mouth in surprise. The interior space of this hall is vast, with sculptures thousands of feet high standing on both sides of the hall.

Each statue has a human face, majestic and solemn, like a god standing quietly in his palace.

In the deepest part of the hall, on a high platform, a sculpture wearing a mighty battle robe and holding a giant sword stood there. His temperament was more majestic and noble than other sculptures.

The eyes of this figure in the shirt are the most attractive. The sculptor’s exquisite skills create an unyielding and uncompromising look in the eyes, which shocks people’s hearts.

Ye Feng looked at these statues, and his eyes became brighter and brighter. There must be many secrets in such a grand scene.

He saw that at the foot of the shirt statue and all the statues in the temple, there was a huge stone tablet with densely packed characters engraved on it.

Ye Feng's eyes were as bright as a torch, and he focused on the dark golden stone tablet at the foot of the statue of the shirt. He could only see the characters on it, telling the life of the statue of the shirt.

"The thirty-seventh generation leader of the Fenglin Sect, Yan Hui, killed the traitorous leader of the Tianhai Sect, destroyed the Qianqiu Kingdom, a fallen human nation, and suppressed hundreds of millions of monsters in the South China Sea..."

This battle-robed statue known as Yan Hui, as the thirty-seventh generation sect leader of Fenglin Sect, is known as the most powerful and outstanding sect leader in the world, even surpassing the founder of Fenglin Sect.

Because Yan Hui's record and achievements were so magnificent, according to the description on the stone tablet, when Yan Hui succeeded Feng Lin Sect, it was already the 300th anniversary of the strange and complete erosion of the star spirit world, causing the star spirit world to fall into the boundless demonic realm.

In the past three hundred years, as the star spirit world has continued to fall, the influence of the boundless demonic realm on the star spirit world has become more and more terrifying, and countless evil creatures have appeared in the star spirit world.

Thousands of human forces and sects have been affected by the evil will of the Demon Realm and have become corrupted.

The strange creatures that Ye Feng saw on the portal of the hall before were actually transformed from fallen human beings. Their former human bodies, even their consciousness and souls, were transforming like demons.

Ye Feng even suspected that the nine demon clans that were now notified of the nine territories were all former human races who had fallen into demons. They were originally human races.

Under such circumstances, Yanhui succeeded as the sect leader. Faced with the threats of endless monsters and fallen humans, he was not afraid and even took the initiative to attack.