"Huh? Could it be a Treasure Map?"
At this mont, Lin Feng found a piece of map on the body of a disciple who was a Great Martial Master at the Ninth Layer from the Divine Wind Camp.
Since Lin Feng had co across Treasure Maps several tis before, his first thought was that this might be another one.
Moreover, Lin Feng currently had two Treasure Maps on him which he had yet to study.
However, upon inspection, Lin Feng realized that this map was not a Treasure Map, but a map of Penglai Fairyland.
Lin Feng suddenly understood; Penglai Fairyland had existed for so many years, and every year disciples would co here for trials, so it was only normal for soone to have drawn a map!
No wonder these dozen or so disciples from the dynasty were able to gather together in such a short amount of ti. It seed they had a good grasp of Penglai Fairyland, probably having arranged a eting place before entering!
The map was quite detailed, showing mountains, plains, rivers, and several places marked with red dots.
"What do these red dots an?"
Lin Feng wondered.
Seeing that one of the red dots was not too far from his current location, only about a hundred miles away, Lin Feng pondered for a while and decided to check it out.
Lin Feng was now imnsely powerful, with unshakable confidence and no fear in his heart.
Using his movent technique, Lin Feng moved swiftly like lightning, following the map’s guidance toward the location marked by the red dot.
After not too long, Lin Feng saw a lake at the edge of the forest from afar.
This lake was exactly the one marked by the red dot on the map. Lin Feng leaped onto a tall tree and looked out towards the nearby lake.
He saw that it was a vast lake, with Spiritual Energy swirling around it, forming a layer of faint white mist that was incredibly rich with energy.
And in the center of the lake floated a half-man-tall Seven-Colored Lotus, resplendent in color, emitting a faint rainbow glow that illuminated its surroundings.
"What kind of lotus is this?"
Lin Feng didn’t recognize the lotus, but just by its appearance alone, he knew it was no ordinary item.
Lin Feng glanced around and saw sparse shadows of people around the lake, all of them disciples from the four major Sects.
"Ling Muchen!"
Lin Feng spotted Ling Muchen among them.
About a hundred people were roughly divided into four camps, watching the Seven-Colored Lotus in the middle of the lake with wary eyes, but at that mont, no one dared to make a move.
"Could there be so danger?"
Lin Feng was puzzled and began to carefully observe the lake in front of him.
Indeed, he noticed a faint scent of blood over the surface of the lake, and streaks of crimson were floating in the water.
It seed that so people had already died in this lake!
Lin Feng did not rush forward, but instead started to observe the disciples from the four Sects around the lake.
Apart from the Heavenly Sword Sect which only had about a dozen people, the other three Sects each had about thirty mbers.
Xiong Yue?
Among the crowd from the Divine Wind Camp, Lin Feng spotted Xiong Yue, the fourth ranked expert of the Inner Sect and a disciple of the dynasty.
Moreover, in Lin Feng’s recollection, about half of these thirty or so disciples from the Divine Wind Camp were mbers of the dynasty.
Lin Feng then carefully observed the disciples from the other three Sects and noticed that many of them were also strong.
There were fifteen people with Cultivation at the Great Martial Master Ninth Layer, and among them, two or three were extrely powerful, with an aura that was not the least bit weaker than Xiong Yue’s.
Lin Feng stayed hidden in the tree, not rashly advancing. Although these people were not a threat to him, he was still unsure of the dangers lurking within the lake.
He decided to wait for a mont and quietly observe the changes.
At this ti, another figure approached from afar, arriving at the lake like a gust of wind in an instant.
This was a handso young man with a treasure sword hanging at his waist, distinguished and extraordinary, with a face like handso jade and a graceful deanor.
"It’s Xiao Qingfeng, the swordsman from the Heavenly Sword Sect!"
"Xiao Qingfeng is the second most powerful in the Heavenly Sword Sect’s Inner Sect, with strength only second to Jian Wuyou. It’s said that he can hold a few moves even against a Martial Artist of the First Layer in the True Spirit Realm!"
"This is bad! With Xiao Qingfeng here, I’m afraid we won’t have a chance!"
Seeing the arrival of this graceful young man, many people’s faces changed, and they exclaid in shock.
Especially the disciples of Divine Wind Camp, Diancang Sect, and Haotian Sect, all of them had ugly expressions on their faces.
Xiong Yue of the Divine Wind Camp’s face darkened, his eyes revealing a deep seriousness.
Xiao Qingfeng appeared indifferent, as if he hadn’t heard the discussions around him. He glanced at the Seven-Colored Lotus in the lake, then suddenly turned his head and looked in Lin Feng’s direction, smiling faintly: "My friend, since you are here, why not co out and et?"
Upon hearing this, everyone was shocked, and all eyes turned in Lin Feng’s direction, filled with intense caution.
They had not expected soone to be secretly watching from a distance—was this person hoping to catch them off guard?
Lin Feng was taken aback, a wry smile appearing on his lips as he realized he’d been discovered.
At the sa ti, Lin Feng’s heart grew wary; he was nearly two li away from the lake, yet the other party had easily spotted him!
It seems that everyone has their unique abilities, and should not be underestimated!
Lin Feng sighed softly to himself and flashed out from hiding.
Lin Feng leaped down from the tree and walked toward the lake.
Apart from Divine Wind Camp, the disciples of the other Three Sects, upon seeing that Lin Feng was just an unknown Martial Artist of the Eighth Layer of Great Martial Master, lost interest and averted their eyes.
However, the dozens of disciples from Divine Wind Camp had their eyes suddenly wide open with surprise.
"Lin Feng?"
In a split second, dozens of sharp gazes, brimming with killing intent, fixed tightly on Lin Feng.
Whether they were mbers of the Dynasty or disciples from outside the Dynasty in Divine Wind Camp, all held a strong killing intent towards Lin Feng.
"Is he Lin Feng?"
"Could it be that he is the peerless genius Lin Feng who won one hundred and fifty-one consecutive victories at the Four Seas Arena!"
"Heh, I don’t see what’s so special about this man; perhaps those one hundred and fifty-one victories were just a fluke!"
"..."
Hearing the voices of the Divine Wind Camp’s disciples, the others from the Three Sects were stunned and began to look at Lin Feng again, discussing among themselves.
Lin Feng’s na was already well-known throughout Hu Ben Country, and in terms of fa, he was even more recognized than the top figures of the Four Major Sects’ Inner Sect.
The na Lin Feng was known to all, without exception!
However, everyone also noticed that sothing seed off—the disciples of Divine Wind Camp seed to harbour a collective animosity towards Lin Feng.
It was as if Lin Feng had committed so detestable deed.
Interest flickered across Xiao Qingfeng’s face—was this the so-called peerless genius Lin Feng who seed to be having such a miserable ti in Divine Wind Camp?
"Ha ha! Lin Feng, I didn’t expect you to co to , saving the effort of searching for you!"
Xiong Yue laughed heartily, his face full of murderous intent: "I’ll give you the ti of three breaths to co kneel before , and I might consider granting you a swift end. Otherwise, I will make you wish you were dead!"
Evil Qi spread all around Xiong Yue, and his short and stout fra exerted a trendous pressure on those around him.
As soon as Xiong Yue’s words were out, the scene fell into sudden silence!
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