Chapter 363: Wuyashan
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The vast mountain range stretched endlessly, with towering peaks that seemed to pierce the heavens. Among these mountains, one peak stood out, rising high into the clouds, its summit shrouded in mist and mystery. This was Wuyashan.
At this moment, on the summit of Wuyashan, a figure stood silently, gazing into the distance. It was a young man, his expression calm, his eyes deep and unfathomable. He wore a simple long robe, his long hair casually draped over his shoulders, exuding an air of natural ease and authority.
This young man was none other than Lin Feng.
Lin Feng had come to Wuyashan to seek an opportunity. According to the information he had obtained, a secret realm was hidden within Wuyashan, said to contain a legacy left behind by a powerful ancient expert. If he could obtain this legacy, his strength would undoubtedly reach new heights.
However, Wuyashan was not a place to be taken lightly. Countless powerful beings had ventured here over the years, but very few had ever returned alive. The mountain was filled with dangers and traps, and even a slight misstep could lead to certain death.
Lin Feng took a deep breath, his gaze firm. He was determined to succeed, no matter the cost.
He began to move forward, his steps steady and unwavering. As he advanced, the surrounding mist gradually thickened, and the temperature dropped sharply. A chilling wind howled past, carrying with it a faint, eerie sound.
Lin Feng remained vigilant, his divine sense fully extended, carefully probing his surroundings. He knew that within this mist, countless dangers could be lurking, and he could not afford to be careless.
Suddenly, a sharp sound of breaking air came from ahead. Lin Feng’s pupils constricted, and he immediately dodged to the side. A black arrow shot past where he had just been, embedding itself deeply into the ground, leaving a deep hole.
Lin Feng’s expression turned serious. He looked up and saw several figures emerging from the mist ahead. These individuals were dressed in black, their faces covered, revealing only a pair of cold, ruthless eyes.
“Hand over the treasure, and I’ll spare your life,” one of the black-clad figures said coldly.
Lin Feng sneered. “And who do you think you are?”
“Arrogant!” The black-clad figure snorted coldly, and with a wave of his hand, the others immediately rushed toward Lin Feng.
Lin Feng’s eyes flashed with a sharp light. He did not retreat but instead charged forward. His figure flickered as he closed in on the black-clad figures in an instant. With a palm strike, a powerful force surged forth, sending one of the black-clad figures flying.
The other black-clad figures were shocked and angry. They had not expected Lin Feng to be so formidable. They immediately activated their techniques, unleashing a storm of attacks that rained down on Lin Feng.
Lin Feng remained calm and composed. His figure moved like a ghost, weaving through the attacks. Every time he struck, one of the black-clad figures would fall. In just a few breaths, all the black-clad figures lay on the ground, groaning in pain.
The leader of the black-clad figures was horrified. He knew he had met his match today. Without a second thought, he turned to flee.
But how could Lin Feng let him escape? With a flick of his finger, a beam of sword light shot out, piercing through the black-clad figure’s head. The man fell to the ground, dead.
Lin Feng glanced at the corpses on the ground, his expression unchanged. He knew that on the path of cultivation, killing was inevitable. If he showed mercy, the one who would die would be himself.
He continued forward, deeper into Wuyashan. As he went further, the dangers increased. He encountered various traps and mechanisms, as well as powerful demon beasts. But with his strength, he managed to overcome them all.
Finally, Lin Feng arrived at the heart of Wuyashan. Before him stood an ancient stone gate, covered in mysterious runes. This was the entrance to the secret realm.
Lin Feng took a deep breath, then pressed his hand against the stone gate. A surge of power flowed from his palm into the gate. The runes on the gate began to glow, and with a rumble, the gate slowly opened.
A beam of light shot out from within, illuminating the entire area. Lin Feng’s eyes sparkled as he stepped into the light, disappearing from sight.
When he opened his eyes again, he found himself in a vast space. This space was filled with rich spiritual energy, so dense it had almost turned into liquid. In the center of the space, a stone platform stood, upon which lay an ancient jade slip.
Lin Feng’s heart stirred. He walked over to the stone platform and picked up the jade slip. As his divine sense probed into it, a vast amount of information flooded into his mind.
This jade slip recorded a cultivation technique called the “Heavenly Demon Devouring Art.” It was a technique that could devour the power of heaven and earth, as well as the strength of others, to enhance one’s own cultivation. It was incredibly powerful but also extremely dangerous. If not cultivated properly, one could easily fall into the demonic path.
Lin Feng pondered for a moment, then decided to cultivate this technique. He knew that on his path, he needed to become stronger, and this technique was exactly what he needed.
He sat cross-legged on the stone platform, closed his eyes, and began to cultivate according to the method recorded in the jade slip. As the technique circulated, the surrounding spiritual energy surged toward him like a tidal wave, pouring into his body.
Lin Feng’s aura began to rise rapidly. His cultivation level broke through one bottleneck after another, advancing at an astonishing speed.
Time passed unknowingly. When Lin Feng opened his eyes again, a sharp light flashed in them. He had successfully cultivated the first layer of the Heavenly Demon Devouring Art, and his strength had greatly increased.
He stood up, a faint smile on his lips. This trip to Wuyashan had been well worth it.
Just then, a loud noise came from outside the secret realm. Lin Feng’s expression changed slightly. He immediately retracted his aura and quietly exited the secret realm.
Outside, several powerful auras were rapidly approaching. Lin Feng’s eyes narrowed. He knew that these people were likely here for the secret realm’s legacy.
He did not want to get entangled with them, so he turned and prepared to leave. But at that moment, a cold voice sounded from behind him.
“Stop right there!”