Peng Xianer returned to the Heavenly Sword Sect not only to torture Yi Feng even more, but also to personally inform the sect leader of her return.
If this situation continued, the eminent one's fortune would slip through the Heavenly Sword Sect's fingers.
She finally notified Duan Qingfeng, the leader of the Heavenly Sword Sect. Although he ca out of seclusion after hearing the news, due to reasons related to his cultivation, he needed two more days to stabilize before leaving the sect.
After all, although the opportunity was tempting, he couldn't let himself go berserk.
After returning from Duan Qingfeng, Peng Xianer went to the imprisoned Yi Feng again.
"Kneel down!"
Seeing Yi Feng filled Peng Xianer with rage. Her long sword pressed against Yi Feng's neck, emitting an icy voice.
Feeling the chill against his neck, Yi Feng was unmoved.
"Aren't you afraid of death?"
"Fine, fine. I'll see how long you, a re mortal, can remain stubborn."
Peng Xianer was so angry she almost spit blood, but the more Yi Feng acted like this, the more she wanted to tornt him.
She pushed Yi Feng to a heavily guarded place.
Deep inside was a large gate flickering with a faint, icy glow.
"Yi Feng, inside this door is the Imprisoning Dragon Realm of my Heavenly Sword Sect. It is full of dangers and you will suffer the most terrifying things in the world. I'll give you one last chance. If you kneel and kowtow, I can grant you a quick death. But if you don't, I'll make sure you experience the most painful death in the world!"
Peng Xianer stared at Yi Feng with icy eyes and threatened in a low voice.
But to her surprise, Yi Feng didn't even glance at her before striding through the icy gate.
"What...you..."
Peng Xianer trembled with anger, but Yi Feng had already disappeared from sight.
"Fine, fine. A re mortal actually dared to walk in by himself. When you experience the horrors inside, I'm sure you'll regret not kneeling down obediently."
With that, she sat down cross-legged in front of the door.
She planned to first let Yi Feng suffer half a day of tornt inside before releasing him.
The Imprisoning Dragon Realm was a sealed space ford by formations.
The air inside was scarce, the aura violent. Just breathing was extrely difficult, not to ntion the gravity inside was countless tis that of the outside world. It also imprisoned many ferocious beasts. Although their cultivation had declined over the years of confinent, like starving wolves, they would pounce at the sll of humans to survive.
Inside the Imprisoning Dragon Realm, even a Martial Emperor would likely be slowly drained to death without knowing how to undo the formations, eventually becoming food for the vicious beasts.
Let alone a re mortal going in.
Half a day would be enough for Yi Feng to experience so despair.
Yi Feng's eyes flashed as another scene appeared before him.
Desolation.
The ground was littered with bare bones, giving a heavy oppressive feeling.
But Yi Feng only frowned slightly, not showing the fear a mortal should have.
In fact, over the years, Yi Feng had been hiding sothing in his heart.
For many years.
Ever since transmigrating and fusing with the system, he realized he had beco sowhat different.
As everyone knew.
Humans have seven emotions and six desires.
They feel happy, afraid, sad, disappointed...
Yet after fusing with the system, he discovered his fear was gone.
Whether it was running into bandits earlier, or Peng Xianer's sword against his neck, he might instinctively react in panic.
But when he really thought about it...
Was he afraid?
Not at all.
On the contrary, he was extrely calm.
It was a strange feeling.
As if he was born without fear of anything in the world.
Even more absurdly, he vaguely felt this lack of fear ca from an innate complacency.
But fearless didn't an reckless. He still had normal thoughts and would take precautions and evade danger.
"Don't know if there really is no way out here, better go explore!"
Yi Feng set off in a direction.
"Damn, so many beasts."
Stepping on the barren land, a group of beasts suddenly rushed out.
The beasts were frightening, nothing but skin and bones, so with skin peeling off, baring fangs and claws as if wanting to tear Yi Feng apart.
With nowhere to run, Yi Feng could only take out a dagger and engage them.
Soon, over a dozen beast corpses lay on the ground.
"Damn witch!"
"With so many beasts, you really want dead!"
Yi Feng spat and cursed with a cold face.
He didn't originally want much to do with this woman, but since she was set on taking his life, he would rember this grudge.
He may be a re mortal, but he had never been a pushover.
Since you make trouble for , I'll definitely do you in!
Continuing on, more and more ferocious beasts pounced at him.
These vicious beasts might be too much for other mortals, but not Yi Feng, who had martial arts to match the gods.
All the way, corpses lined his path.
For the first ti, Yi Feng felt that his martial arts training in this different world wasn't completely useless. At least he could handle these beasts.
Eventually, he realized no more beasts ca at him.
At last, he discovered he had reached a dead end.
Ahead of him was a blurry, glass-like wall blocking his path.
The wall was very strange, parts jutting out while others were sunken, ford of irregular diamond shapes. Looking left and right, he saw the glass-like wall extend endlessly with no end in sight.
Outside the Imprisoning Dragon Realm's gate.
The sitting Peng Xianer opened her eyes.
A cold smile appeared.
"Yi Feng, I wonder how you're doing inside. You're probably weeping at the door begging to let you out!"
With a cold laugh, she waved her palm and shouted, "Open the realm door!"
"Yes, Holy Lady."
Two disciples activated the formations, and the light on the realm door slowly faded away. A thick desolate aura rushed out.
Even with Peng Xianer's cultivation, she still frowned at these auras. If she stayed in the Imprisoning Dragon Realm for a few days, she would probably go mad.
But to her surprise, there wasn't a shadow inside.
"Where is he?"
Her expression changed as she cried out.
Regaining her composure, she entered the Imprisoning Dragon Realm.
As soon as she stepped inside, her feet sank down and even with her Martial Emperor cultivation, it was difficult to even lift her footsteps. The bleak aura also affected her cultivation, causing it to beco chaotic.
Yet after looking around, there was still no sign of Yi Feng.
"What's going on here?"
Peng Xianer gaped in complete disbelief.
In this harsh environnt, other than squatting at the door in despair, it would be impossible for Yi Feng to have gone far, much less take a single step.
Yet this live person had just vanished into thin air?
"Holy Lady, let's hurry out. That mortal must have been dragged away by the beasts. It'll be troubleso if anything else happens if you stay any longer." The two disciples urged.
After confirming again that Yi Feng was nowhere to be found, Peng Xianer finally rushed out of the Imprisoning Dragon Realm and closed the realm door again.
"Dying so easily, you got off cheap."
Peng Xianer let out a frustrated sigh, then prepared to leave.
"Boom!"
But after just two steps, a deafening, earthshaking sound suddenly erupted from the entire Heavenly Sword Sect, as if an earthquake had struck.
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