While Shen Lang was frantically chasing after Ling Feng, inside the Scripture Pavilion, Murong Wu, Yaan Jinghong, and the others finally came around leisurely.
They had originally been battling the Outer Heaven Demon within the Phantom Realm when they suddenly realized that the world of illusions was collapsing, plunging their consciousness into chaos. They didn’t know how long it was before they eventually woke up.
However, when they opened their eyes, they found that the Golden Light Vortex had vanished without a trace, and all traces of the legacy and treasures seemed to have been taken by someone long ago.
"Damn it, who is it? Who in the world?"
Yaan Jinghong leapt up from the ground, took a quick look around, and discovered that Ling Feng’s group, the three including Feeng Yan, as well as Shen Lang, had all disappeared without a trace.
Murong Wu and Nangong Yu also came to around the same time, finding the treasure gone, which nearly drove them to madness.
They hadn’t even caught a glimpse of what the treasure was!
"How preposterous! How utterly preposterous!"
They weren’t fools. It now seemed that the treasure had likely been taken by either Ling Feng, Feeng Yan, or Shen Lang.
Murong Wu’s killing intent flared as he propelled himself forward, intending to leave the Scripture Pavilion. If he pursued now, he might still have a chance.
Alas, when Murong Wu leapt from the floors of the Scripture Pavilion, he was horrified to find that the Ancient Formation outside had been completely restored, once again forming an impenetrable defensive barrier.
The difference was, previously it was impossible to get in, but now it was impossible to get out!
Murong Wu’s eyes practically spewed fire in rage, thwarted by this damn Ancient Formation. There was no way he could immediately rush out in pursuit, and the vanished ultimate treasure was destined to elude him.
"Bastards! Useless fools!"
Murong Wu, consumed with fury, swung his long spear wildly, frantically attacking the barrier’s defenses, but to no avail. With his power alone, he couldn’t break through the barrier in a short time.
Meanwhile, the Martial Artists who had been frantically fighting over various ancient secret books inside the right half of the Pavilion heard the commotion outside. They rushed out from the floors and realized that the barrier had completely closed up. The massive crack that existed before had now vanished without a trace.
Everyone began to realize the gravity of the situation. The God Demon Battlefield was only open for ten days, and more than half of that time had already passed. If they couldn’t break open the barrier, they would be condemned to helplessly stare at one another within this Scripture Pavilion for the remaining days.
"What are you standing around for? Attack the barrier with me, or die!"
Murong Wu trembled with uncontrollable rage, glaring fiercely at the Martial Artists below as if he was on the verge of going berserk.
Yaan Jinghong had a flash of Ling Feng’s silhouette in his mind. For no apparent reason, his intuition told him that the treasure of the Scripture Pavilion must have been taken by Ling Feng.
However, the most critical task at hand was to break through the Ancient Formation’s barrier.
Though they hadn’t anticipated it, the barrier had become even more robust after being restored, and the weak points that Ling Feng had found had now all changed. This meant that they had to find new weaknesses in the barrier to break through it.
By the time they broke through the barrier, the ten days had already passed, and they were immediately transported out.
Their fate was to miss out on any other opportunities that lay within the God Demon Battlefield.
Behind a pile of broken walls, Feeng Yan and his two companions gradually came to their senses. They were trapped in a Phantom Technique, so the time it took to regain consciousness had little to do with their cultivation levels.
Feeng Yan took a quick look at their surroundings and confirmed that they were still within the ruins of the Ancient Imperial Gate, but someone had taken them out of the Scripture Pavilion.
"Ow!" Fatty Huang hammered his leg somewhat dumbfoundedly, "Didn’t we enter the Golden Phantom Array? Could this be the second Phantom Realm?"
"Foolish talk!" Lan Yingying glanced at the fat man disdainfully and turned her gaze to Feeng Yan, biting her teeth, "Mr. Feeng, do you know what’s going on?"
Feeng Yan slowly stood up, pondered for a moment, and looked in the direction of the Scripture Pavilion. They weren’t far from the pavilion, but from this angle, it was clear to see that the Barrier around the Scripture Pavilion had been restored. Moreover, it seemed there were people continuously attacking the barrier from the inside, bursting into dazzling sparks.
"It seems that Brother Ling’s masterpiece is the cause," Feeng Yan said with a slight smile, "Only he would have known that the Ancient Formation had a self-repairing function."
"Mr. Feeng, what do you mean? That Ling Feng?" Fatty Huang was confused.
"The legacy inside the Scripture Pavilion must have been obtained by him," Feeng Yan raised his eyebrows, not too disappointed; after all, he had also acquired over twenty Ancient Secret Books on the third floor of the Scripture Pavilion, so it wasn’t as though he had come back empty-handed.
Moreover, Ling Feng had taken the effort to bring him out of the pavilion, saving him a considerable amount of time breaking through the barrier. That was noble enough.
"What, the legacy was taken by that guy?" Fatty Huang was visibly upset, "It should have been your opportunity, Mr. Feeng."
"What’s mine will be mine; what isn’t, why force it? Besides, it’s far better that Brother Ling got it than if it had fallen into Murong Wu’s hands."
Feeng Yan shook his head with a smile, "Let’s go. There’s less than three days left. There are still many places in the ruins of the Ancient Imperial Gate that we haven’t explored."
"The Treasure Pavilion, the Refining Pavilion, and some of the sect’s blessed Grotto Heavens, or the dwellings of the high-ranking Elders, could all potentially hold valuable treasures. Why fixate on what’s already lost?"
With that said, Feeng Yan launched his movement technique and headed toward the south of the Ruins City to continue his exploration.
Perhaps it was exactly this mindset that allowed his Martial Arts heart to remain nearly flawless, advancing triumphantly and becoming one of the most monstrous talents of the Heavenly Saint Empire.
"Oh? Not running anymore? Ready to die?"
Shen Lang clasped the flying sword under his feet back into his palm and stared coldly at Ling Feng.
Even though the woman by his side had woken up, Shen Lang still didn’t regard them as a threat.
The three now hovered over a large lake.
This lake spanned at least fifty li in each direction, with unfathomable depths. The lake water was boiling, and a mist hung over the surface. Wind Blades whipped across the lake, creating millions of ripples and churning waves, sending scalding Vigorous Wind splashing and painfully lashing against onlookers’ cheeks.
"Two against one, the one who should be preparing to die is you, right?"
Ling Feng raised his eyebrows and drew the Ten Directions Annihilation into his palm, secretly stimulating the Xuanhuang True Fire within his body.
At the same time, Tuoba Yan’s aura suspended a book that revolved with a black and white halo around him—the fully integrated Heavenly Strategy Treasure.
Having once controlled the Heavenly Strategy Treasure himself, Ling Feng knew its formidable power. With his own Heavenly Punishment Sword Technique, plus Tuoba Yan’s full activation of the Heavenly Strategy Treasure’s strength, even Shen Lang’s dynamic Wine God Swordsmanship couldn’t guarantee a position without the need to fight back.
After all, the strength of Tuoba Yan far surpassed Ling Feng!
(PS: The biggest weakness of the Sky Strategy Clan is their lack of close combat ability, but their main advantage lies in Phantom Technique. Ling Feng’s Emperor’s Eye is immune to Phantom Techniques, so it seems that Tuoba Yan doesn’t pose much of a threat to Ling Feng. However, with the complete control of the Heavenly Strategy Treasure, Tuoba Yan has long since been transformed!)