What's more, now that everyone belongs to the Yuxian Sect regardless of each other, this person cannot use chicken feathers as command arrows to make things difficult for other sects at will.
As expected, the man looked at Han Feng carefully and said calmly: "Since we are colleagues, that's it. See you later."
After saying this, he retreated, leading the group of people away quickly, and disappeared into the sky in an instant.
From the beginning to the end, Han Feng's face was calm and composed, without any trace of panic. Anyway, his strength was there. If the Venerable Token was indeed fake, he would destroy all these groups as quickly as possible. At the same time, he will ruthlessly destroy Duan Bo through the blood oath seal, without giving him the slightest chance.
Fortunately, such a situation did not occur, and he passed the test smoothly, and he also discovered that wearing this token outside could connect him with the magic circle here, and his speed returned to normal, and he could be nearly ten thousand feet away in a flash.
With the token in his possession, he had an unobstructed journey. He encountered other patrol teams several times. They sensed his presence from a long distance away and did not stop him. They passed each other and the water in the river did not interfere with the water in the well.
Compared to earlier years, this place has become much quieter. All irrelevant people have been driven away, and even ferocious beasts and poisonous insects have been cleaned up. The strength he displayed at this moment has reached the level of perfect pill formation, and naturally there is no obstacle. .
Time passed, and more than half an hour passed in the blink of an eye, and Han Feng finally arrived at his destination.
This place is unremarkable, just a dense forest, and the traces of the battle between him and those fake alchemists have long since disappeared. Various trees have grown again, covering up the original traces.
Han Feng secretly frowned. It must have something to do with the stone mountain that banned the ghost princess. It seemed to have a universe within it, and it must have magical power to restore the surrounding environment to its original state. It was not surprising at all.
The question now is how to break open this underground palace. Without Yan Yanfang's disk, it would be impossible to do so.
Han Feng quickly flew down and searched everywhere in the dense forest. He spread his soul power and searched carefully, trying to find any clues, but after a long time, there was no result.
He thought silently, but after thinking for a long time, he couldn't come up with a solution, but he didn't give up and continued to study.
From time to time, he struck out the spells in his hand, and bursts of talisman light disappeared into the ground and forest.
However, after half an hour, there was still no gain.
He frowned, secretly wondering if they were not here to explore, but to go somewhere else. After all, the world is so big, and even in this direction, there must be many dangerous places like underground palaces.
After another stick of incense, Han Feng still found nothing.
He sighed leisurely and was about to put away the spell when the remaining talisman from the depths of the soul sea suddenly appeared without any warning.
He was surprised and happy, thinking that the residual talisman was going to help him, but he found that it was flashing rapidly, obviously warning something, but it did not indicate an exact direction.
Han Feng was wary, and immediately stopped kneading to create the talisman. At the same time, he ran the Soul Refining Diamond Technique to restrain his whole body's aura without leaking it at all.
After doing all this, he lay down directly on the ground and let the fallen leaves cover him. Unless someone saw him face to face, no one would be able to notice his existence.
Not long after, several phantoms came quickly from a distance and landed silently in the forest.
There were five of them in total, each wearing a light gray robe and masks of various shapes on their faces, making it impossible to see their appearance. Moreover, their equipment seemed to be able to isolate themselves from the detection of various forces, and they were not discovered by the Yuxian Sect's patrol team along the way.
There was a slim woman who looked around and was about to use her soul power to explore the surrounding situation, but was stopped by a tall man next to her.
"Sanna, don't spread your soul power here, lest you be discovered by the human monks!" The tall man said, his voice was extremely rich and comfortable to listen to.
"How can we find the entrance without soul power?" the woman asked in a soft voice.
"It doesn't matter, I have my own way." The tall man said with a bit of a smile. As he said that, he suddenly took out an item from the storage ring. It was exactly the same as the black disc that Yan Yanfang took out. , flickering with a faint black light.
"It turns out that the Vientiane Black Stone Formation is in your hands. When did you get it?" the woman asked.
"This is just one of them. There are three others in the legend. If we collect them all, we may be able to unlock this all-encompassing black stone formation, and our three princesses will be able to escape from the trap and help us Spirit Race conquer this place." A piece of heaven and earth!" The man asked with an unexpected answer.
The woman didn't mind either. She looked indifferent and said calmly: "I don't care about your affairs. I came to help you because I was entrusted by others. As long as you don't forget your promise."
"That's natural." The tall man nodded slightly, and then continued: "Without further ado, I will set up the formation now to isolate this area, and then open the entrance."
As he spoke, he took out dozens of formation flags and spread them out, landing in eight directions a hundred miles away. As he shook hands and chanted obscure spells, wisps of faint and faint wisps of light suddenly lit up in all directions. The rays of light silently formed an invisible light shield, almost matching the skylight. After a slight flash, it disappeared completely, leaving no trace at all. It was difficult for a monk to detect it even if he observed it at close range.
Immediately afterwards, the tall man threw up the black disk and let it spin in mid-air, rising and falling.
With his hands clasping together, a series of spells were driven into the disc, making it sparkle and black light. The terrifying power spread out overwhelmingly, many times more powerful than what Yan Yanfang had displayed back then. .
However, this person deliberately suppressed the power of the disk under his control, and there was an invisible formation blocking it from a hundred miles away, so he didn't expect anyone to discover the fluctuations in spiritual power here.
Han Feng was hiding in the dark. Although he did not peek at the man casting the spell, he could still sense the changes. In his memory, Yan Yanfang did not use such a secret treasure to open the entrance to the underground palace, and he did not know the specific reason.
After a while, the black compass began to rotate faster, with a bright black light, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a black flame-like existence.
The void began to twist, refracting a series of colorful haloes, like snakes dancing, and from time to time, images were condensed, like a topographic map, with green background and gold patterns, presented one by one. It was surprisingly the copper that Yan Yanfang used back then. The scene displayed by the leather map.
