Chapter 136 Dungeon

  As this punch was thrown out, Mu Feng's face also turned somewhat pale, and this punch consumed eight or nine out of ten of the Xuanli in his body.

  "Boom!"

  Mofeng's iron fist heavily slammed onto the chest of Hei Jingtie, producing a dull thud. Hei Jingtie flew backward, countless iron shavings splashing everywhere, most of which were devoured by Xin Yan's flames and reduced to nothingness.

  Although Hei Jingtie's body was hard and his strength had reached the initial stage of Dacheng, his adaptability was extremely poor. Under Mofeng Jiuying's mysterious footwork, it was difficult for him to dodge Mofeng's attacks.

  After the Hei Jing Tie fell to the ground, it slid for more than ten zhang on the ground, and countless sparks burst out. If a cultivator in the initial stage of the Great Perfection of the Shaping Realm were to receive this blow, they would undoubtedly die without a doubt.

  However, Mu Feng did not relax because of this. He knew that the Black Iron Puppet's vitality was extremely tenacious. Although the previous blow had severely damaged it, it had not completely destroyed it yet.

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  As expected, the black iron puppet stood up again, with a bowl-sized hole appearing on its chest. The puppet's body was indeed extremely hard, and under such a powerful blow, it only suffered some injuries.

  However, Mu Feng still sensed that the aura on the black iron puppet's body seemed somewhat weak.

  Take advantage of its illness and take its life!

  Mufeng will absolutely not give Hei Jingtie any chance to catch his breath.

  "Fierce Flame Fist, Flame Dragon Devours All!"

  A fist was swung out, and a faint dragon's roar was heard. A mysterious force resembling a dragon shape burst forth, carrying some black flames with spots, and struck the hollow in front of the Black Essence Iron Puppet's chest.

  Hei Jingtie's body suddenly burst out with a powerful aura, and he took a big step forward. With a fierce punch, he heavily slammed onto the mysterious energy whip.

  "Rumble, rumble, rumble!"

  Like the sound of thunder, the explosion continued to reverberate, and the iron arm of the Black Iron Puppet was instantly shattered into fragments under the impact of the Xuanli Matchless Fist. The Xuanli Matchless Fist also directly penetrated the cavity in front of the Black Iron Puppet's chest and heavily struck a stone wall behind it.

  "Flame Fist, Flame Scorching Heaven!"

  Mo Feng didn't give Hei Jing Tie Gui any chance to catch his breath, his fists dancing as he relied on the mysterious footwork of Jiuying Huashen to attack Hei Jing Tie Gui.

  The intense dark energy mixed with the devouring heart flames, causing the Black Iron Puppet to suffer consecutive damage. Under Mufeng's continuous bombardment, its body was covered in wounds, and it finally fell to the ground with a loud crash, completely destroyed.

  "Hoo-hoo!"

  As Hei Jing Tie's puppet fell, Mu Feng half-knelt on the ground, panting heavily. This battle had also taken a great toll on him.

  A faint golden light gradually emerged from the body of the black iron puppet.

  A golden glow gradually emerged from the body of the black refined iron puppet, but its luster quickly dimmed and showed signs of disappearing.

  Seeing that golden light, Mu Feng's eyes lit up, and with a movement of his body, he rushed towards the golden light.

  Mo Feng's hand grasped it, and a golden light flowed from his palm into Mo Feng's body, rushing straight to his brain. Mo Feng suddenly felt a sharp pain. His mind was suddenly filled with golden light, and some blurry scenes appeared before his eyes.

  His behavior was too rash, if that strand of yuanqi was too strong. It would cause irreparable damage to his mind, even fatal!

  Fortunately, that strand of yuan god had become extremely faint under the erosion of time, so it did not have any impact on Mufeng's mind.

  But it was also because of that faint Yuan Shen that Mu Feng obtained from it a vague and unclear memory, and did not get much effective information from it.

  However, one scene left a deep impression on Mufeng. In the scene, a young couple was frantically fleeing, with dozens of black-clad men hotly pursuing them.

  The cultivation of the young man and woman, as well as dozens of black-clothed men, was unfathomable to Mu Feng, but he could sense that their cultivation seemed no weaker than that of the gray-robed elder he had encountered in the Luoxia Mountains.

  Mo Feng was shocked by this thought. Had all these people reached the Divine Transformation realm? Especially that young couple, who looked like they were only in their early twenties, had also reached that level?

  Mufeng's mind calmed down and began to search for the map of the entire Xuanling Temple. The memory of that strand of yuan god also had a map of the entire Xuanling Temple, but most of it was blurry and unclear. Mufeng couldn't even tell where he was now.

  "Alas!" Mu Feng sighed, feeling extremely frustrated in his heart. After great difficulty defeating the Black Iron Puppet, he didn't obtain anything useful. How could one not feel disheartened?

  Mo Feng sat down, took out a Xuanli Dan, rolled it with his tongue, and swallowed it into his abdomen. The Flame Yang Hegemony immediately started running, refining the Xuanli energy contained within.

  After a while, Mufeng also recovered to its peak state.

  "Never mind, I'll go find Han Yu and the others instead." Murong Feng muttered to himself, getting up and hurrying towards the other end of the corridor.

  Now he doesn't know where Mu Han Yu, Mu Han Qing and others are. He can only search along the way. However, before they set off, they had agreed on a specific contact signal. As long as he finds this signal, he will be able to find their whereabouts.

  Mo Feng observed the surroundings while walking, looking for any signs of connection. The passage was particularly long, and he sprinted at high speed for nearly half an hour before seeing the end.

  At the end of the passage was a vast expanse of land, with many corpses scattered all over the ground, all of whom had been blasted to death by powerful forces, their deaths extremely terrifying. However, among them, there were no young members of the Mu clan, which made Mu Feng breathe a sigh of relief.

  "These people must have been killed by that black iron puppet earlier." Mu Feng guessed in his heart.

  On the other side of the vast land, there were several channels. However, Mu Feng did not see the liaison mark unique to the Mu clan.

  Mo Feng casually found a passage, just as he was about to enter, a severe pain suddenly struck his brain, and a picture flashed before his eyes, which showed this very passage.

  Mo Feng stopped in her tracks and came to a certain stone wall, using her palm to lightly slide over the stone wall. Suddenly, she felt a slight movement and quietly applied force.

  "Crack!"

  At this time, Mu Feng's feet suddenly felt empty, and before he could react, he fell down.

  Mo Feng remained calm in the face of danger, his energy condensed in his dantian, slowing down his downward momentum.

  Fortunately, this pit was not very deep, at most thirty or more zhangs. Mufeng finally landed steadily on the ground.

  But as soon as he landed, he heard countless breaking wind sounds, and in an instant, a number of chilling lights flashed from the darkness, shooting towards Mu Feng.

  With a fierce tread, his figure once again spun into the air, and with a stir of his heart, the Devouring Heart Flame also burst out of his body, enveloping his entire form.

  Most of the cold light flashed past Mu Feng, a small portion of the cold light shot onto Tong Xue's Heart Flame, and was instantly incinerated into nothingness.

  When he landed again, Mu Feng only discovered that these cold lights were all knife blades shot out from the surrounding stone walls. If it weren't for the protection of Heart Flame's absorption, Mu Feng estimated that he would have been pierced like a beehive.

  Looking up at the slowly closing entrance above her head, Mu Feng also gave up her original intention to return, and curiously looked around.

  Only a straight path leads to the distance, and on both sides of the path are some stone chambers. These stone chambers are all built with the black rocks seen before, extremely solid.

  Mo Feng arrived at the stone chamber closest to himself, carefully pushing open the stone door, with his palm's mysterious power condensed, ready to respond to any sudden situation.

  Mo Feng felt that on top of the stone gates of these stone chambers, there was a layer of faint energy fluctuations. However, this energy fluctuation was extremely weak and could almost be ignored. This should also be some kind of energy seal, but as time passed, these energy seals were almost gone.

  The sudden situation that was expected did not occur, and the stone gate creaked open. However, what made Mu Feng disappointed was that there was nothing in the stone room. Looking at the dust on the ground, it wasn't that someone had come earlier, but rather that there was originally nothing here.

  Mo Feng opened three or four stone rooms in a row, all of which were empty, and the thick dust on the ground showed that these were originally empty stone rooms.

  "Damn it, teasing people!" Mu Feng couldn't help but blurt out a curse.

  Along the passage towards the front, Mu Feng opened the stone rooms on both sides one by one, still without any gain.

  They had already arrived at the end of the passage, with only one stone chamber left. Mu Feng took a deep breath and slowly pushed open the stone door.

  The stone gate didn't budge, but a wave of rebounding force came from it, shaking Mu Feng's entire arm and making it feel slightly numb.

  Mo Feng knew that this was the remaining energy sealed in the stone door, and with a fierce palm strike, it burst open.

  The remaining energy seal on the stone gate was not very strong due to years of erosion, and Mufeng's palm strike easily blasted it open.

  The scene that appeared made Mu Feng also take a breath of cold air, and saw a skull appearing in the last stone room. The skull sat with its legs crossed, but Mu Feng carefully observed that the leg bones of the skull were all broken by someone.

  The aura emanating from the skull suggests that in life, it was a strong warrior, possibly even a Divine Realm expert.

  "Are these stone rooms all some sort of underground prison?" Mu Feng's mind suddenly flashed with an idea.

  "Hiss!"

  Mo Feng himself was frightened by this idea! Who is the master of this mysterious temple, who has such ability, not only built a huge underground palace, but also had puppets comparable to strongmen in the past, and now it's discovered that there are mysterious prisons holding strongmen.

  How terrifying it would be if each stone chamber was imprisoning a powerful being of the Divine Realm!

  Mo Feng turned his head and looked at the path he had walked through. There were at least hundreds of stone rooms along the way.

  Mo Feng was increasingly curious about the identity of the mysterious master of this underground palace. If his guess was true, then this place had once imprisoned over a hundred powerful beings at the Divine Ability realm.

  If this gets out, it will shock the entire Da Wu Dynasty. Because in the entire Da Wu Dynasty, there are no more than ten strong practitioners of the Divine Realm.

  At the end of the passage, another semi-circular stone gate appeared.

  "Crack!"

  The stone gate slowly opened, and Mu Feng gazed at the scene that appeared before his eyes, a thick layer of shock color surging in his eyes.