Fantasy, starting with a treasure bowl

"The Four Absolute Techniques of Panlong: Dragon's Breath!"

As his aura reached its peak, Lu Feng then withdrew his palm and dispersed the seal, simultaneously opening his mouth and spewing out a large ball of blazing spiritual flames.

Roar! Roar! Roar!

The blazing spiritual flames instantly swept across the surrounding land, leaving almost nothing unscathed and turning everything into scorched earth. At the same time, faint dragon roars could be heard, as if a divine dragon was breathing. Its power was enough to kill any expert below the Qi Opening Realm!

"First, compress the Yuan Qi within the dantian to its limit, then refine and sublimate it through the eight extraordinary meridians, and finally transform it into an infinitely powerful, blazing spiritual flame comparable to the breath of a dragon..."

"The Dragon Breath Technique, as expected of a pure seventh-grade martial art, its power is indeed remarkable..."

Raising his hand to wipe away a wisp of flame from the corner of his mouth, Lu Feng's face showed a hint of emotion.

Although his current cultivation level is not high, only at the fifth level of the Condensation Realm and not yet at the Opening Meridian Realm, and he is not considered a master in the entire Wuping County area, Lu Feng's strength is not comparable to that of ordinary martial artists of the same level!

The Panlong Breath Technique he cultivates has four ultimate skills: "Control, Dance, Breath, and Fury". Lu Feng has now completely mastered three of them, and only the last move, "Dragon Fury", has not yet been learned. He is infinitely close to the state of perfection.

In addition, with Lu Feng's current Yuan Power cultivation, plus the help of the Flame Devouring Blade, the Bloodthirsty Spear, and various weapons and spiritual treasures such as the Xuanbing Spirit Talisman he plundered, he would have a fighting chance even against a master at the tenth level of the Condensation Realm!

"Now it's time to get down to business...!"

After consolidating his newly acquired cultivation, Lu Feng did not slack off to rest. Instead, he chose to return the way he came and flew towards the direction of the golden palace.

After all, the true legacy of the Loyal King has not yet been revealed, and compared to spirit stones, pills, and talismans, the legendary legacy of the Loyal King is undoubtedly more appealing to Lu Feng.

Although he didn't know much about the Yan Han Dynasty a thousand years ago, the owner of this tomb site was the strongest vassal king of the Yan Han Dynasty. His strength and cultivation must have been unfathomable. Even the top ten strongest people in the four kingdoms of Lingnan today could not compare to him!

Therefore, Lu Feng naturally did not want to miss out on the legacy left by such a powerful and ruthless figure. Even if he could not obtain the legacy of the Loyal King, he had to take the opportunity to grab as many treasures as possible, otherwise he would be at a huge loss!

...

Deep within the ruins of the Loyal King's Tomb, at the entrance to the golden hall

Swish!

A figure in black robes landed slowly, then looked at the golden hall opposite. A thoughtful expression crossed his pale face. "Protected by an array on the outside and containing boundless corpse energy on the inside, this should be the end of the Loyal King's Tomb ruins, and it's very likely the burial place of that expert from the Ten Thousand Corpse Demon Sect!"

"Hmm, this corpse aura is...?"

Yun Zhonghe leaped into the hall, but the next moment he froze, then turned his head to look at a huge open stone door on the left side of the hall, as if he had sensed something.

"The corpse energy is hidden and does not manifest, but it contains spiritual wisdom. Even my Heavenly Corpse Summoning Scripture resonated with it. If I am not mistaken, the true form of this corpse energy should be a newly born corpse spirit."

Yun Zhonghe pinched the mustache at the corner of his mouth, and a sly smile involuntarily appeared on his face.

As a direct descendant of the Heavenly Corpse Path, he cultivates the techniques of the Corpse Demon lineage. His own strength is not particularly strong; almost all of his skills lie in refining corpses and controlling souls.

For Yun Zhonghe, being able to subdue a corpse spirit at this moment would undoubtedly greatly enhance his strength, making it entirely beneficial!

"Hehe, it seems today is truly my lucky day!"

Without the slightest hesitation, Yun Zhonghe leaped into the passage behind the stone gate, and his figure disappeared immediately.

...

Meanwhile, in a secret room

The two groups from the Beihai Blade Sect and the Song family were still locked in fierce combat. The entire secret chamber was filled with a strong smell of blood. Large amounts of residual Yuan energy collided and spread, and people would fall to the ground, bleeding profusely, and die every now and then. The battle was extremely brutal!

"Die, you son of a bitch!"

In the midst of the fierce battle, Gu Bushang roared and swung his treasured sword, delivering a powerful horizontal slash that instantly cleaved a Song family martial artist at the second level of the Condensation Realm in two, splattering blood everywhere!

Having landed a successful blow, Gu Bushang pressed his advantage, charging towards the crowd and then, as easily as slicing through melons and vegetables, killing several Song family warriors who were attacking him, leaving their corpses lying on the spot.

Although the Song family warriors present were quite strong, with most being experts at the Qi Condensation Realm and only a few at the Body Refinement Realm, they were still no match for Gu Bushang.

After all, the opponent was a genuine expert at the eighth level of the Qi Condensation Realm. Among everyone present, only Song Rentou could barely contend with him. His strength was simply too overpowered!

"Gu Bushang, your opponent is me!"

Seeing Gu Bushang slaughtering everyone in the crowd and killing several Song family experts, Song Rentou, who was in charge, was also furious and immediately leaped towards him.

Although the Song family is a quasi-eighth-rank clan, with a foundation and history superior to the Beihai Blade Sect, it is not easy to cultivate a master of the Condensation Realm.

Therefore, Song Rentou could not stand idly by and allow Gu Bushang to slaughter the Song family members.

"Well done!"

Seeing Song Rentou leaping towards him, Gu Bushang neither dodged nor avoided him, but instead swung his sword to meet him head-on, seemingly very confident in his own strength and completely disregarding the former!

"ah...!"

Just as the two sides were locked in a fierce and evenly matched battle, a scream suddenly rang out from afar.

Bang!

The next moment, a disciple of the North Sea Blade Sect was seen retreating rapidly, then crashing heavily to the ground. His face was ashen, and after spitting blood and struggling a few times, he died completely!

"The source of the corpse aura is indeed here..."

"It seems that the newly born corpse spirit is lurking in some corner of this secret chamber..."

Yun Zhonghe slowly stepped into the secret chamber, his eyes flashing with greed. His gaze was fixed on the treasures scattered throughout the chamber and the mountain of spirit stones and pills, seemingly ignoring everyone else present.

"Who goes there?!"

"How dare you kill a disciple of our North Sea Saber Sect! You have no guts!"

Seeing that Yun Zhonghe not only killed someone in public but also ignored him, Gu Bushang's brows furrowed, his anger surging, as if he was about to go berserk and take action at any moment.

"You insignificant ants are not worthy to know my name."

Faced with Gu Bushang's threat, Yun Zhonghe remained expressionless and coldly replied without turning his head, clearly not taking the former seriously.

"You audacious scoundrel, how dare you be disrespectful to your senior brother! You're courting death!"

No sooner had the other party finished speaking than a disciple of the Beihai Blade Sect, who was at the fourth level of the Condensation Realm, was also enraged. He immediately drew his weapon and charged towards Yun Zhonghe.

However, before the disciple of the Beihai Sword Sect could even get close to Yun Zhonghe, the next second the other party grabbed his neck with a backhand, and then he was suspended in the air like a little chick.

"Ugh...!"

With Yun Zhonghe gripping his neck tightly, the disciple of the Beihai Saber Sect turned purple and blue, uttering muffled sounds as he struggled frantically, but to no avail.

Click!

With a sudden burst of force from his palm, Yun Zhonghe snapped the neck of the Beihai Saber Sect disciple on the spot, then tossed the corpse aside like trash.

"Hmph, how dare a mere ant block my path?"

Yun Zhonghe glanced at the corpse of the Beihai Blade Sect disciple, a cold smile on his face, and then released an extremely powerful aura of Yuan energy, which instantly enveloped the entire secret chamber.

"This aura... belongs to a Qi Opening Realm expert?!"

Sensing the terrifying aura of Yuan Power emanating from Yun Zhonghe, everyone present changed their expressions drastically, as if facing a formidable enemy.