Spirit Hall Crisis (3)

Wang Feng wielded the Black Feather Ink Dragon Spear and slashed at Tang San Tang San, who swung his Clear Sky Hammer to block.

Bang!

However, Tang San, who had previously been able to hold his own against Wang Feng, was now unable to withstand a single blow from Wang Feng and was so shocked that he coughed up blood.

"Third Brother!"

"The Little San!"

When Tang San 'Tang San group saw that he was injured, they immediately surrounded him.

They knew that Wang Feng's strength was beyond what Tang San could currently contend with.

The group joined forces to attack Wang Feng, but Wang Feng was incredibly fierce at this moment. He unleashed his Twin Martial Souls together, leaving them powerless to resist.

While repelling the group, Wang Feng attached the Black Feather Ink Dragon Spear to his Second Martial Soul, the Dream-Drinking Bow, then aimed the spear tip at Tang San and fired it directly.

"Third Brother, watch out!"

Dai Mubai and the others shouted and rushed forward to stop them despite their injuries.

However, even with their best efforts, they still couldn't stop the Black Feather Ink Dragon Spear.

The group was swept away by the aftershocks of the Black Feather Ink Dragon Spear, which then shattered Tang San 'Tang San Black Feather Ink Dragon Spear Clear Sky Hammer and pierced through his chest.

"The Little San!"

"Third Brother!"

Dai Mubai and the others shouted and rushed to Tang San, but it was too late.

The Black Feather Ink Dragon Spear was far more terrifying than they had imagined; Tang San was already lifeless.

Seeing Tang San lying on the ground, Dai Mubai and the others went completely mad and attacked Wang Feng like madmen.

But they were no match for Wang Feng at all.

Moreover, at this moment, Wang Feng's Divine Slaughter's Domain, influenced by Bibi Dong's Divine Slaughter's Domain, seemed to come alive, and its influence on everyone was amplified.

Even Wang Feng himself was affected; his eyes turned bloodshot, and he completely lost his mind.

In the end, Wang Feng's Divine Slaughter's Domain and Bibi Dong's Divine Slaughter's Domain completely overlapped, with the two of them, one in the sky and the other on the ground, engaging in a frenzied slaughter.

At this moment, Wang Feng had long lost his own consciousness; only one thought remained in his mind: slaughter.

One after another, figures fell, including members of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's alliance and members of the Spirit Hall.

No one on this battlefield can escape its clutches.

The entire Spirit Hall was already a sea of blood, with corpses even floating in the air.

Such a scene cannot be described simply as tragic.

As the sun set and the last figure fell atop the dilapidated wall, he suddenly felt lost.

Is it over?

Wang Feng stood atop the wall, staring blankly at the fading twilight, like a walking corpse.

After an unknown period of time, that mountain of corpses and sea of blood was long gone, but the white bones on the ground still sent chills down one's spine.

On the top of the wall, the figure still stood there, its scarlet eyes fixed on something ahead.

Time passed swiftly, and the once glorious Spirit Hall was long gone, leaving not a trace.

Only one figure remained standing on the gravel, a pair of scarlet eyes staring intently at something.

As the last rays of sunlight faded on the horizon, just before disappearing, the figure that had been standing there for an unknown amount of time suddenly stirred.

Immediately afterwards, two beams of light shot out from those scarlet eyes and soared into the sky, echoing the dim yellow light.

"Teacher!"

Wang Feng cried out in alarm, his eyes regaining their clarity. He looked around and froze on the spot.

What exactly happened? The Spirit Hall is gone?

Looking at the boundless desert, he suddenly felt a sense of panic.

After a long while, he seemed to remember something.

In the great battle at the Spirit Hall, he and his teacher Bibi Dong, fought to the bitter end. He didn't know how many people survived, only that his teacher also left in the end, but he didn't know where she went, why she left, or why he didn't go with her.

"What happened? Why don't I know anything about it?!"

Wang Feng tugged at his hair, trying to remember something, but he couldn't recall anything.

He sat dejectedly on the ground.

Suddenly.

"Wrong!"

Wang Feng suddenly stood up as if remembering something.

"This isn't the Spirit Hall, it definitely isn't!"

He remembered that after meeting the King of Slaughter that day, the King of Slaughter had clearly sent him to the Hell Road.

If you haven't even traversed the Hell Road yourself, how could you possibly leave the Slaughter City for no reason?

That's right, this is definitely not the Spirit Hall.

I should still be on the Hell Road.

Having figured this out, Wang Feng calmed himself down and sat down cross-legged.

Unbeknownst to him, the Divine Slaughter's Domain was unleashed on its own, beyond Wang Feng's control.

At the same time, everything around them underwent tremendous changes.

It's as if time has reversed, everything keeps going backwards.

The desert has turned back into a battlefield of white bones, and then back into a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.

But soon, those corpses became living figures again.

However, there was no longer any hatred between them, and they seemed to be strangers to each other, as if each figure had no soul.

Suddenly, those figures transformed into a red light, entered the Divine Slaughter's Domain, and merged into Wang Feng's body.

At this moment, Wang Feng was completely unaware that his Soul Power Level was slowly increasing.

When everything turned out to be a lie again, Wang Feng suddenly opened his eyes.

At this moment, he was in a void, just like when he saw the King of Slaughter before, except that the King of Slaughter was not in front of him.

"Congratulations, young man, you have passed the test. It's a pity that I cannot bestow all my inheritance upon you. Now that you have reached level forty, I will grant you Five Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring. Young man, good luck."

A voice, neither joyful nor sorrowful, echoed in the void. Wang Feng tried to see who was speaking, but he couldn't see anything.

He didn't understand what was going on either.

"Who are you? What kind of test are you talking about? And what is this inheritance?"

Wang Feng shouted into the void, sensing that he had encountered a great opportunity.

Remember, the end of the sunset is just the beginning of your journey; you've only just taken your first step!

"The end of the sunset is just the beginning of my journey? What does that mean? Why have I only taken the first step?"

Wang Feng called out in confusion, but unfortunately no one answered him.

Suddenly, a black light appeared before them.

Wang Feng reached out and touched it, and the black light merged into Wang Feng body.

"God-Given Soul Ring! Fifty thousand years!"

A flood of information appeared in Wang Feng's mind; that was all he knew.

However, Wang Feng didn't dwell on it and quickly began absorbing the Soul Ring.

Although he didn't know what type of spirit God-Given Soul Ring Soul Ring was, or whether it was suitable for him.

However, during the process of absorbing the Soul Ring, Wang Feng could clearly feel that this God-Given Soul Ring was very suitable for him, as if it were tailor-made for him, without the slightest discomfort.

After an unknown amount of time, Wang Feng finally absorbed the God-Given Soul Ring completely.

"Thunderous Might, area-of-effect damage Soul Skill that also paralyzes enemies—is this God-Given Soul Ring?!"

Wang Feng smiled as he summoned the Black Feather Ink Dragon Spear, raised the spear tip upwards, and immediately unleashed his Fourth Soul Skill.

Instantly, a sea of lightning appeared above his head, with bursts of lightning power surging forth, awaiting Wang Feng's command.

Even though this was a power he could control, it still made Wang Feng feel uneasy.