At Death's Door

Wu Ying?!

Lu Feng had clearly never expected to meet him under such circumstances.

Wu Ying, who had burst out from underground, took quite a while to recover.

Likewise, when Wu Ying saw Lu Feng standing before him, he too stood stunned for a long while.

"Quick, quick, Old Lu~"

After snapping out of his daze, Wu Ying hurriedly waved Lu Feng over. "Come help me straighten out my breathing. This ordeal nearly did me in."

Lu Feng walked over in astonishment. The moment he placed a hand on Wu Ying's body, a trace of surprise flashed through his eyes. "Why is half your body icy to the bone, while the other half burns like fire? Did you eat some kind of Yin-Yang spiritual pill or herb?"

"Don't even mention it," Wu Ying said, his face full of gloom. "I finally got hold of information about a tomb realm, only for it to turn out to be a false lead. There was nothing inside but a vicious trap that killed without blinking. I nearly got buried in there."

After helping him smooth out his breathing, Lu Feng smiled and patted Wu Ying on the shoulder, brushing away some dust as he said, "I happen to know of a genuine ancient tomb. Interested in making a trip there together?"

"Oh?" Wu Ying instantly swept away his gloom, his eyes shining brightly. "Tell me quickly. What sort of tomb realm is it?"

Fan Teng and Fan Linlin also turned their curious gazes toward him.

Lu Feng did not hide anything and promptly recounted, detail for detail, the information he had obtained from Wuyi Mingzhi.

The three of them were left utterly dumbfounded.

"So you killed the Young Master of the Saint Sect?" Wu Ying asked in shock. Seeing Lu Feng nod, he