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With a dull thud, his body fell heavily to the ground. Yi Feng's meridians were all broken and his consciousness was blurred. He could not tell where he was right now.

The image of his father's majesty appeared in his mind, but the always dignified father was smiling at him. His mother gently caressed his hair and told him some strange stories.

The clan members mocked and ridiculed the youth. However, the youth would always silently face it. His desire for power was greater than anyone else's.

After meeting Elder Zhuo, this old man had given him hope to cultivate, and had taught him without hiding anything. But because he was weak at the moment and his heart had entered his body, in the end, Elder Zhuo died to save him. This had always been a burden that he could not let go.

In order to vent the grief in his heart, he had killed for ten days in a row at the Yuan Tan Arena. He hoped that elder Zhuo could see that he was no longer afraid of killing anymore and that he was growing.

Memories kept flashing through Yi Feng's mind. He gradually lost consciousness. Just as he was about to faint, he heard footsteps approaching him. However, Yi Feng could not hold on any longer and fainted.

”Senior Brother Yu, this person has already fainted and all the meridians in his body have been broken. I'm afraid he won't live for long. It would be better to just leave him here.” A young man in black robes about twenty years old said to a middle-aged man in his thirties after checking up on Yi Feng who was lying on the ground.

The middle-aged man, who was called Senior Brother Yu, frowned and sternly said, ”This person appeared at the entrance of the Nether Tomb. I'm afraid he came from the outside. According to the rules, we must bring him into the sect.”

”However, it is clear that he is definitely going to die. There is no need for us to do anything unnecessary.” The black clothed youth said somewhat impatiently. Towards this Brother Yu beside him, the black-clothed youth had never taken him seriously. He was the grandson of the Great Elder of the Sect, and having been sent here to guard this area with Brother Yu during this period of time, he had always been unhappy. Now, he had to bring a dying man back to the sect.

The middle-aged man was called Yu Zheng, the third generation disciple of the Xuan Dao Sect. He had no choice but to face Yu Zheng, the young man in black beside him. Yu Zheng was the third generation disciple of the Xuan Dao Sect, so he had no choice but to bring the young man, Yu Zheng, back to the sect.

The black-clothed youth couldn't be bothered to care about this matter. With a flash, he left the area.

Yu Zheng picked up the injured Yi Feng and quickly dashed off in a certain direction.

At this moment, Yuan Tan City hadn't changed because of Yi Feng's disappearance, but people would occasionally think of that young man in white.

Slowly opening his eyes, the youth discovered that he was lying on a wooden bed. The room was simple and unadorned. He slowly got up, and his body was in unbearable pain.

This young man was Yi Feng. It had been half a month since Yi Feng fainted that day.

Just as Yi Feng was thinking about where he was, footsteps came from outside the door, followed by a middle-aged man who pushed the door open and walked in.

After bringing Yi Feng back to the Xuan Dao Sect, Yi Feng stayed in his own courtyard. Seeing Yi Feng wake up, Yu Zheng was overjoyed, ”Little brother, you've finally woken up. Although the grand master gave you the Nine Transformation Golden Pills, but I can't guarantee that you will wake up completely. It still depends on your will to survive.” When he mentioned the Nine Transformations Golden Pill, Yu Zheng's eyes revealed strong envy.

There weren't many Nine Transformations Golden Pills even in the Xuan Dao Sect, but the fact that the sect head was willing to use the Nine Transformations Golden Pills to save a youth's name really shocked Yu Zheng.

Master Lin, Nine Revolving Golden Pellet … Yi Feng was stunned when he heard this, but he was saved by someone after all. He thanked him sincerely, ”Thank you brother for saving me. I am Yi Feng, how should I address you?”

Haha, the one who saved you isn't me, I'm just carrying you back to the sect. The one who saved you is our sect head. When you recover, I'll take you to see the sect head. Yu Zheng laughed as he shook his head.

After talking to Yu Zheng, Yi Feng understood many things that he didn't know.

Yi Feng was currently in the Nether Tomb, but it wasn't as terrifying as the people outside thought. The people who came in weren't all dead, but they just couldn't leave.

According to Yu Zheng, the Nether Tomb was a space opened up by an Emperor level master using an array. The space inside was extremely large, almost half the size of the Cloud Horse Empire.