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Within the desert, the sound of the wind and sand could be heard. It was very quiet.

Everything seemed to have calmed down.

Suddenly, Dugu Yifeng's eyes opened wide as if he had been waiting for a long time.

His two fingers had already transformed into swords, as sword qi shot out from his body and straight into the yellow sand!

"Where do you think you're going?!" Dugu Yifeng gave a loud shout and the star appeared in his hand.

With a push of his inner force, he shot into the yellow sand like lightning.

His spiritual sense also followed closely behind the Fantasy Star Sword without any concealment, and only rose up from the ground after it had scattered everywhere.

However, besides a speck of blood on the blade, there was nothing else.

With a wave of his hand, he slowly retrieved the floating star. A brilliant smile emerged from the bottom of Dugu Yifeng's heart.

Blood! With blood, he would definitely win!

He sat down as before and began to meditate at a steady pace. The Illusory Star Sword was placed on his right hand side. However, this time, Dugu Yifeng did not spread out his consciousness at all.

What he relied on was no longer divine sense, but his nose, intuition, and instincts! It was a sensitivity towards blood!

In his previous life, as the King of Mercenaries, Blood was Dugu Yifeng's longest-standing companion.

Almost, his life was made up of blood.

No one could be more familiar with the smell of blood than him.

Dugu Yifeng opened his eyes with a slight twitch of his nose. He could not conceal the pleasant surprise in his eyes.

Phantom: Seventh Stage, Phantom: Illusionary Star: Floating in an instant.

Ming Yang Sword exploded!

Dugu Yifeng softly whispered. The sword energy in his hand disappeared layer after layer like a sparkling fireball, overlapping with the sword in his hand.

Kill!

Dugu Yifeng released a deafening roar. The illusory star suddenly appeared in the world. The silver white sword instantly turned a fiery red color, as if it was about to melt.

"BOOM!

As he struck out with his sword, a series of explosions resounded. Amidst the crackling sounds, a few odd screams rang out. After which, it disappeared as if it had never appeared before.

"..."

With a violent shake of his head, Dugu Yifeng slowly raised his head.

Where was this?

This thought flashed through Dugu Yifeng's mind. He discovered that he was actually lying on a patch of green grass, surrounded by tall buildings and pavilions.

Slowly getting up, Dugu Yifeng scanned his surroundings once more before his panicked mind slowly calmed down.

A moment ago, he was still fighting the sea serpent above the yellow sand. In the end, he had unleashed his ultimate move, the Sword of Acalan?tha, to kill the sea serpent.

However, why did he appear in this pavilion now?

Furthermore, what was wrong with these people?

Dugu Yifeng stared at the nearly one hundred people around him. These people were either lying on the ground with their eyes closed as if they were in a coma, or sitting upright with a solemn expression and similarly closed eyes.

There were still many people who were bleeding from their orifices. Apparently, they had been dead for a long time.

After a careful count, Dugu Yifeng discovered that the number of martial practitioners beside him, including himself, was only ninety-nine.

Missing one?

With a thought, Dugu Yifeng became even more confused. He felt that ever since he had entered this ruin, everything had become a mystery. As a person who was caught in the trap, he was simply stuck in it. There was nothing he could do about it, nor could he see through it.

After inspecting the place for a while and seeing a few more people bleeding from their orifices for no reason, Dugu Yifeng let out a sigh as he walked away after he walked towards his death.

The place he was currently at was a large patch of grass. However, outside of the grass were many tall buildings and pavilions. It looked very majestic and mighty.

He raised his head and glanced at the tallest purple pagodas one by one. Then, Dugu Yifeng began to walk in that direction.

He had been maintaining a cautious state the entire time, but this time, Dugu Yifeng was not like before in the desert, where he was unable to walk towards the ruins.

Without expending much effort, Dugu Yifeng arrived at the tall tower.

It was a very magnificent giant tower. Originally, one could see the tower from afar, but now, in front of the tower, Dugu Yifeng could no longer see the tower.

Directly in front of him was a bronze door.

The door stood tall and straight. From afar, a mysterious and heavy atmosphere could be felt approaching Dugu Yifeng.

At this time, the purple jade in Dugu Yifeng's sea of consciousness also began to beat crazily. It was much more violent than any other time in the past.

In fact, Dugu Yifeng had no choice but to split a part of his mind to calm the agitated purple jade.

To the right of Dugu Yifeng was a greyish black stone monument.

The stone tablet was like ink, and the three purple colored him could vaguely be seen on it.

"Suppressing Sky Tower!" Dugu Yifeng murmured to himself. In his heart, he felt even more reverence for this mysterious place.

Walking up to the door of the pagoda, he gently pushed it twice. Before he could exert any strength, the door of the pagoda automatically opened.

The door opened at a very slow speed and a screeching sound could be heard. It seemed that the door had not been opened for a long time.

After stepping into the tower, Dugu Yifeng discovered that the space inside was far beyond his imagination.

The first weapons that came into his line of sight were standing upright.

Spear, sword, axe, sabre, and so on.

With a single glance, he saw large areas of weapons standing on weapons racks on the ground.

Dugu Yifeng stood where he was, not daring to act rashly.

With another sweep of his eyes, this area of around a hundred square meters was actually filled with weapons.

Dugu Yifeng was suddenly shocked. Just how many weapons were these?!

Walking to the side of the weapon rack, Dugu Yifeng picked up a long sword.

With a light pull, a gray sword suddenly appeared in front of Dugu Yifeng.

Good sword!

Without looking, Dugu Yifeng understood the value of this sword. This was because the thing used to forge this sword was a black flint!

Most of the conventional swords were silver in color. This kind of sword was not good!

This was because if there was even a little bit of light, these silver-white swords would be detected by the enemies.

The color of the sword in front of him was grayish-black!

Not only that, when Dugu Yifeng had taken out his sword just now, he hadn't made a single sound.

This sword was a sword exclusive to assassins!

The sword came out without a sound, the sword descended without a trace of light, the sword retracted... Shadowless!

Dugu Yifeng estimated that this sword was at least a high-grade king level sword!

After putting the weapon back, Dugu Yifeng looked at the scimitar beside him.

Picking up, putting down, walking forward, then picking up the giant axe, then putting it down ? As he continued to walk along the row of weapons racks, Dugu Yifeng finally took a look at the weapons racks closest to him.

Without exception, these weapons were all king level divine weapons!

Looking at the vast expanse of space around him, Dugu Yifeng was shocked and unable to calm down for a long time!

What exactly is this place?