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"Fortunately, little brother fell under the jurisdiction of the Xuan Dao Sect. If you were to fall unconscious in the territory controlled by the local forces, you might not be able to survive." Yu Zheng said righteously.

Entering the Nether Tomb wasn't a simple matter of direction. Entering it was only possible under the effects of an array formation. Those who entered would randomly appear in the Nether Tomb.

"Could it be that the local forces are in conflict with the outsiders?" Yi Feng was shocked.

"Little brother is indeed intelligent. There is indeed a huge conflict between the local forces and us foreigners, and it would not be excessive to call it a feud of life and death. " Yu Zheng sighed and then told Yi Feng the whole story.

Ever since the people of the three great sects entered this place a thousand years ago, they had been unable to leave. They had been thriving here, and as their strength increased, the local forces began to oppress the outsiders. However, because the ancestors of the three great sects were extremely powerful, the local forces didn't dare to oppress the outsiders.

However, every ten years, the fog tide period would cause the conflict between the two great factions to intensify, and that was in order to obtain a quota to enter the fog tide area.

The maximum number of people that could enter the Fog Wave area was 50. In order to compete for the spots, both sides had to constantly fight, causing significant damage to their Essence.

In order to avoid large-scale fighting, the ancestors of the two factions discussed and decided on twenty-five spots each for outsiders and local forces. This rule continued until now, but the enmity between the two sides did not decrease in the slightest.

Yi Feng started sweating profusely. If they had appeared in the vicinity of the local camp, he would have been dead by now.

"Then how do we determine the quota to enter the Fog Wave area?" "Since there is a limit to the quota, there should be a way to determine the quota," Yi Feng asked.

"Other than the three great ancestors and the five Sky Breaking Rankers, there are still seventeen slots, eight slots for the Innate realm, six slots for the Grandmaster realm, and three slots for the Martial Master realm." Yu Zheng explained.

"No slots for warrior rank?" Yi Feng asked instinctively. He was at the warrior rank, if there was no slot at the warrior rank, he would not be able to return to the Cloud Horse Empire.

"Warrior rank? "It's impossible. Martial artists that enter this land of fog cannot withstand the pressure of this fog. Even if they enter, they will die." Yu Zheng shook his head.

Yi Feng was quite disappointed. It seemed that he needed to raise his cultivation level to Martial Master here. Otherwise, he would not have any chance of getting out. He casually asked, "Brother Yu, when is the next fog wave?"

"It should be three years later." Yu Zheng continued to explain, he was not the least bit impatient with Yi Feng's question.

"Three years from now." Yi Feng mumbled in a low voice, and then his eyes lit up. In three years, he might not be unable to break through to the Martial Master realm, and there might be hope. However, Martial Masters were divided into three realms. Even if he had reached the Primary Martial Master realm, he might not be able to obtain a placing.

"Brother Yu, how are the Martial Master quota allocated?" Yi Feng asked hopefully.

"Haha, one spot in each Martial Master realm." Three months before the Fog Wave, all the major powers will hold a trial together. Those with good results will then hold a martial arts competition to determine the quota. " Yu Zheng understood Yi Feng's intentions and said with a smile.

Although there was a spot for beginner martial masters, the situation was not looking good. Not to mention whether he could advance to Martial Grand Master in three years, even if he did, he might not be able to obtain a single entry. If he was not able to become a Martial Master within three years, he would have to wait another ten years.

However, Yi Feng was not the type of person to give up just because it was difficult. It was not impossible for him to become a Primary Martial Master in three years.

After chatting with Yu Zheng for a while more, Yu Zheng took his leave and let Yi Feng cultivate quietly.

Three meals a day was delivered, and there was also healing soup. Yi Feng was recuperating in Yu Zheng's courtyard, occasionally chatting with him.

Time passed quickly and Yi Feng's injuries had already healed after half a month. The Five Elements energy in his body had been replenished and it was not a bad thing for Yi Feng to be seriously injured.

During this time, Yi Feng did not go out of Yu Zheng's courtyard.

Over this period of time, Yi Feng began to study the Black Eye Technique left behind by elder Zhuo. However, with the injuries on his body, Yi Feng did not practice it.

As for the Overlord Spear and the Wandering Cloud Palm, Yi Feng had a better understanding of them.

On the day that Yi Feng had fully recovered, Yu Zheng received the order from the Celestial Sect Leader of the Celestial Sect of Wonders to bring him to the hall of the Celestial Sect of Wonders.

Yi Feng knew that this was a matter that would happen sooner or later when he heard that they were going to the hall. Even though he did not know the exact value of the Nine Revolving Golden Pellet, even an idiot would know that if he was able to save someone who was on the verge of death, their value would be shocking. From this, it could be seen that the other party had a reason for doing so.

Although he didn't know why Wang Lin saved him, he was saved by the Xuan Dao Sect. No matter what, he owed the Xuan Dao Sect a favor.

He didn't think too much and followed Yu Zheng out of the courtyard towards the main hall of the Xuan Dao Sect.

Yi Feng was shocked the moment he stepped out of the yard. At first glance, he could only see the endless mountain ranges and peaks. However, his residence was just a courtyard on top of a small mountain. There were quite a few courtyards like this on this mountain peak.

As Yu Zheng walked, Yi Feng's heart was increasingly shocked. It was as if the peaks of his courtyard were all around him, and there were courtyards on every peak, some big while some small.

As if seeing Yi Feng's surprise, Yu Zheng smiled proudly and said, "These are only the mountain peaks that our third and fourth generations of disciples live on. The outer sect disciples all cultivate at the foot of the mountain, but the main mountain is quite far from here."

There are mountains everywhere, you can't just go over them one by one, Yi Feng thought.

Just when Yi Feng was puzzled, he saw Yu Zheng shout towards the side of the mountain and stay where he was.

Yi Feng thought Yu Zheng had suddenly gone crazy and was yelling at him for nothing. However, after a few breaths, Yi Feng was completely shocked.

A huge silhouette appeared in the sky above Yi Feng's head. It was actually an adult eagle beast. It was quite familiar with Yi Feng, but it was still recorded in the strange record left behind by elder Zhuo.

A young Wind Eagle was equivalent to a warrior level expert. When a Wind Eagle reached adulthood, its body would greatly increase and its strength would reach the elementary Martial Master realm. It would be considered an intermediate level mutated beast.

The eagle's flying speed was extremely fast, so it was very suitable for a long distance flight. Many great powers would train their young eagles, and when they became adults, they would use them to ride and guard the gates to the mountain.

Although eagles were not rare, there weren't many who could use an adult eagle as a mount.

This eagle was three zhang long. The feathers all over its body were ash-gray, and it looked bright and beautiful. Its feathers were extremely tough, even harder than ordinary swords and sabers. The tip of his mouth was abnormally sharp, and his attack was comparable to a beginner Martial Master.

Yu Zheng signaled with his hand and the Wind Vulture flew over to the two of them. However, it was still somewhat against Yi Feng. Its eyes flashed with a fierce look.

However, Yu Zheng seemed to be extremely familiar with him. He lightly patted the eagle's feathers and it calmed down.

Yu Zheng jumped onto the back of the eagle and signaled Yi Feng to come up.

Yi Feng felt a little strange in his heart. This was an existence that seemed to be a beginner Martial Master. However, he didn't want to lose face and jumped onto the back of the Wind Vulture.

"Don't worry little brother Yi, my Wind Eagles are extremely tame. As long as we don't take the initiative to attack them, they will be fine. Now we are going to the main peak." Yu Zheng laughed, and immediately after, with a whistle, the eagle slowly flew into the air, heading towards a certain direction.

Standing on the back of the eagle was very stable, so six or seven people standing on it wouldn't feel crowded at all.

The eagle's speed was extremely fast. In the time it took half an incense stick to burn, they had already arrived at an extremely high mountain peak. The eagle flew down from the mountain, and the two of them walked towards the mountain peak.

This was the rule of the Xuan Dao Sect. One had to walk up the mountain or else they would be attacked by the Xuan Dao Sect. The Wind Vulture obediently stayed at the foot of the mountain, waiting for the two of them to return.

Yu Zheng led Yi Feng towards the mountain peak, but Yi Feng, who was beside him, was staring at the main peak. Yu Zheng didn't disturb him and waited quietly to the side. It was his first time seeing such a magnificent mountain peak and he was shocked.

Yi Feng's shock could no longer be described with words. This mountain was over three thousand feet tall, and was surrounded by white mist. Although it was unclear, it gave off a kind of heaven and earth feeling. An invisible pressure appeared in Yi Feng's heart.

Feeling this pressure, Yi Feng unconsciously circulated the five elemental cyclone, and that strange pressure slowly disappeared.

Looking at Yu Zheng who was standing beside him and feeling nothing, Yi Feng was puzzled. Could it be that his ability was so weak that a mountain could actually give him such a sense of pressure?

If the Xuan Dao Sect's ancestor were to know of Yi Feng's feeling, he would immediately stop his closed door cultivation. Even he himself could only vaguely feel the strangeness of this mountain.

When the pressure disappeared, Yi Feng raised his head to look at the mountain again. The feeling changed immediately. Even the mist had thinned down. Slowly, the entire mountain had become visible to Yi Feng.

The shape of the main peak was deeply engraved into Yi Feng's brain. Yi Feng closed his eyes and kept recalling the shape of the main peak.

When Yu Zheng saw Yi Feng close his eyes, his face was filled with disbelief. Could it be that this youth had some insights here?

The shape of the main peak kept flashing in his mind until Yi Feng suddenly opened his eyes. A bright light flashed in his eyes as he raised his head to look at the main peak again.

Right now, in Yi Feng's eyes, the main mountain had already changed. It was no longer just a mountain. The entire mountain was like a long spear pointing at the sky. This was the only spear in the world.

With a flick of his right hand, the black dragon spear appeared in his hand. Yi Feng closed his eyes again and the long spear in his hand began to spin slowly.

Spear after spear stabbed out. It was not much different from before. At a certain moment, the spear in his hand suddenly turned and directly attacked the huge rock beside him.

The moment it hit the huge rock, the shape of the main peak appeared in his mind. Yi Feng's body exploded with a strong fighting intent. He shouted loudly and his long spear attacked the huge rock with the force of thunder.

Yu Zheng, who was at the side, was filled with shock. When Yi Feng thrust out that spear, Yu Zheng actually felt like there was nowhere to run, like a mountain was pressing down on him.

With a bang, the giant rock exploded and stone chips flew everywhere. Yi Feng stood still and shook his head slightly, as if he was not satisfied with his previous attack.

However, when Yi Feng took out his spear, he did not have any thoughts, so he just casually revolved his long spear. However, when Yi Feng took out his spear, he did not have any thoughts, so he casually revolved his long spear.

This spear strike was similar to the Overlord's Divine Spear that elder Zhuo had taught him, but it was a little different. Yi Feng could not say for himself that this spear strike was incomplete.

However, since it was a spear art that he had comprehended, he might as well give it a name.

Once the long spear appeared, who could contend against it? In Heaven and Earth, this was the only spear.

"Anger Shatters the Heavens!" Yi Feng mumbled in a low voice.