He thought to himself about his recklessness; there was only himself in the quiet room.
Chen Feng did not delay any further and imdiately raised his hand to touch the jade stone.
In an instant, the panel prompt appeared.
[You have discovered the Power of the Dead!]
[Originates from the ssenger Faith of the Abyss Evil God—Crow of the Dead]
[Use thod: Utilize in the Dream Realm after accumulation is complete]
[Effect: Allows a second-ti dream in the Dream World, briefly entering the Realm of the Dead]
[Do you want to absorb it?]
Reciting the absorption in his mind, in an instant, the black light within the black jade stone dissipated without a trace.
Chen Feng looked down, the black crow mark in his palm had deepened significantly.
[Power of the Dead: 40/100]
"Still a bit short."
Retracting his gaze, Chen Feng looked once again at the other jade stones, in case anything was overlooked.
But unfortunately, such special items appeared to only be one, and he could even be certain that Siwa hadn’t noticed anything unusual.
Shaking his head inwardly, he began to anticipate news from the Flying Eagle Master again.
.....
"Who would have thought that the Alliance Leader would send you to act."
In Suluo Country.
The woman in the black silk garnt had returned to the carpeted villa room, a phone was placed on the table in front of her, showing a call in progress.
"I’m the only one in Chi Country, who else would they call if not ."
The voice was hoarse, like the sound of sand scraping against stones, causing goosebumps to rise.
"Besides, the kid you ntioned has so potential."
"Opened two gates, and with a domineering body, he indeed needs to be dealt with soon."
The woman in the black silk garnt nodded repeatedly upon hearing this, sitting cross-legged on the red carpet, with a black crow flying outside the window.
"Tell , where he is now." It was obvious the voice on the other end was a man’s.
"Still in Nanjiang, but you don’t need to go there anymore."
"Oh?" The hoarse voice on the other end sounded puzzled.
"The kid, I heard from soone, is likely going to attend the funeral of the Lion Heart Sect’s Xie Xiao."
A glint flashed in her eyes as the woman in the black silk garnt said coldly, "I suggest you lie in wait; when the ti cos, as long as you’re there, he will undoubtedly die."
"Alright."
The figure on the other end nodded, saying no more.
Beep beep!
The call ended, and the woman in the black silk garnt looked out the window.
The crow perched on the utility pole returned her gaze; its black pupils seed identical to hers.
"This ti, I want to see how you handle it."
...
...
Whoosh!!
A day later, two flying cars streaked across the sky, about to leave Nanjiang.
Chen Feng sat in the back seat, having not received news from the Flying Eagle Master, but instead, a familiar face arrived.
"Brother Chen, it seems your Nanjiang is developing quite well."
The speaker was a middle-aged man with a stern face in a gray casual outfit, sitting beside him.
Though his gaze was sharp, like the eyes of an eagle observing a world of wolves, he spoke in a very amicable manner.
It was none other than Zhou Wuren, who had agreed to attend the funeral together.
The Lion Heart Sect wasn’t in Feng Province, but in Luo Province, Xiangshan City.
He had few acquaintances in the South, and he had co specifically to make it easier to travel together.
"Tsk tsk, the Black Crystal Group..... several large groups are here."
"It seems the situation in Suluo is indeed growing more tense."
Zhou Wuren spoke to himself, continually surveying the tall city buildings outside the window.
"Perhaps."
Chen Feng did not deny it, nor was he surprised that the other knew of these matters.
In the Martial Arts World, there’s a historical divide between South and North, but Chi Country has always been a united front against outsiders.
"By the way, did you also receive a military invitation?"
Zhou Wuren suddenly asked, making Chen Feng pause slightly.
"Are you also going to Suluo by the end of the year?"
"Haha, indeed."
Zhou Wuren laughed and nodded, explaining: "At the ti, I was in a hurry to return to Absolute Shadow Style because the military ca to visit."
"At that ti, I thought of you; among all the Grandmasters I’ve t, no one compares to you."
As he spoke, he recalled a scene within the Cloud Port Ruins at the ti.
A punch piercing through the Fourth Order Peak biological transford human, which was terrifying indeed.
With a face of sincere admiration, Zhou Wuren said genuinely: "So, back then I asked the military to consider recomnding you."
"But unexpectedly, they told it was already in their plan."
Chen Feng was relieved; no wonder the other party knew about this matter.
"Do you know who else is going to Suluo?"
He had heard from Han Chao that there were three people on this trip.
"Naturally, I know."
"Liu Kuisou’s second disciple, the Thunder Extre Palm Wu Dongping."
Chen Feng nodded; he had indeed heard the Grandmaster of the Giant Elephant ntion this na.
There weren’t many Grandmasters in Chi Country, especially those from the Holy Sect, who had apprenticed under the Absolute Peak Liu Duanyun.
Rumor has it that five years ago, the Three Gates were opened, promising the Extre Realm.
"The military is making a great effort this ti, showing a strong determination."
"The people from the Holy Sect aren’t easy to invite, and they have so connections with a representative from the General Association....."
Zhou Wuren obliquely revealed so secrets, and Chen Feng was surprised by this key point.
After all, since the ergence of technological transformation, martial arts had weakened and been in decline for quite so ti.
Curiously asking, he found out the reason.
"In the old days, certain events occurred, with many martial arts ancestors shedding blood."
"So elders are nostalgic; they are the last glow of our Martial Arts World."
With a sigh, Chen Feng dispersed his doubts.
No wonder martial arts declined, but the major schools still held strong positions.
No more questions; the silence in the flying car increased.
A glimr of worry appeared in Zhou Wuren’s eyes, obviously contemplating the previous topic.
The reality of the Martial Arts World lay here; the gap between technological transformation and martial arts continued to widen, and the trip to the Cloud Port Ruins affected him deeply.
Once those seniors passed away, under decline, who knows where martial arts would go.
Chen Feng had once harbored similar thoughts.
But now, thinking about the Transcendent Martial Arts in the Dream World and the Awakening Technique of the Snake Spirit Secret Realm, alternative martial arts.
His heart was not lost, his eyes remained bright, with confidence unchanged.
If martial arts were weakened, then he would break through to the Extre Realm and step into Transcendence.
With the path ahead, who would dare say martial arts were in decline?
Swoosh!!!
Suddenly, the flying car continuously moved forward, gusts of air stirring up the clouds.
The group passed through more than ten cities, reaching their destination by noon.
Luo Province Xiangshan City.
"We’ve arrived."
The flying car included Cao Tong and Zhao Tingxiao, the latter having stayed with Li Tong for many days, now sent down the mountain.
Chen Feng roughly guessed his master’s intent, wanting to train the other.
Without declining, he specifically brought Zhao Tingxiao along, also hoping to show him other grandmasters.
"Is that the Lionheart Sect?"
Zhao Tingxiao, seated in the passenger seat, asked as Chen Feng and the others lifted their eyes to look.
A gentle, low mountain, not in the suburbs but rather near the city area.
The gray stone-paved steps heading upwards, flanked by maple trees swaying in the wind, yellow leaves falling.
Further up, at the mountainside, old houses scattered about, with martial arts halls, pavilions, and towers, an ancient style scene.
At this mont, under the blue sky, nurous flying cars could be seen approaching from other city directions, landing one after another on the mountainside.
Disciples of the Lionheart Sect dressed in black ancient-style robes stood outside the main hall, with white cloth strips tied around their shoulders and elbows, exuding solemnity and gravity.
Either guiding and receiving, or kneeling in rows outside the hall.
Soon, the flying car descended.
Figures appeared near the hall, with most of Lionheart Sect’s senior mbers present to await.
"Who is it, such a grand reception, even the Sect Leader personally welcoming?"
"Don’t know, perhaps a grandmaster?"
"Which grandmaster is so formidable? Look, even the Giant Elephant Grandmaster is welcoming like this!"
Under nurous glances, the flying car finally landed.
The door was opened by Zhao Tingxiao, Chen Feng, and Zhou Wuren stepped out together.
Both dressed in black robes to signify solemnity, many True Intents from the Lionheart Sect surged, faces grateful, sincerely addressing.
"Master Chen!"
"Master Chen!!"
"Master Zhou!"
Amid the shouting, Chen Feng nodded in acknowledgnt to the Sect Leader.
"My condolences."
The Sect Leader was the middle-aged man who had followed Xie Xiao to the Cloud Port, at the True Intent Peak, nad Tan Long, a personal disciple of the other.
Additionally, the Giant Elephant Grandmaster and Whale Flow Grandmaster were present, all nodding in greeting to him.
Chen Feng nodded back to each, his steps moving forward, ready to enter the hall together.
But soon, perception stirred.
He glanced towards the road outside the maple forest at the mountainside.
A Fifth Rank aura appeared then vanished, only for a brief mont.
He nearly thought it was a misperception.
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