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"No matter what's in the abyss, this is the only way out. They can't just run away." Elder Shi said coldly, not worried at all.
It wasn't that they were arrogant or conceited, but that there was really no need to worry about anything!
In the Lightning Immortal Domain, the Heavenly Thunder Sect and the Divine Music Pavilion were the top powers. They shook the entire region, and they were the holy lands of cultivation in the eyes of billions of cultivators.
While the cultivators of the two forces were seriously breaking through the formation, Jiang Feng followed the Undead Clan Leader and entered the depths of the abyss.
As he went deeper and deeper, the death aura that Jiang Feng felt became denser and denser, just like a true ocean wave, unstoppable and violent.
He had already started to circulate his immortal elemental energy. Otherwise, his life force would have been taken away and he would be in grave danger.
"It's right in front of us." The chief of the Death Spirit Clan said.
After a few minutes, they finally arrived at their destination. At the very end of the abyss, there was a black clay jar lying on the ground. The lid of the jar was not completely sealed, and there was a small gap.
Although it appeared small, there was still an astonishing aura of death that crazily surged out. It had already interweaved with the Law of Death, making it impossible for any living being to approach it.
"I can only stop here. If I go a little closer, I won't be able to withstand it." The Undead Race's chief's tone was heavy, and he didn't dare to move forward.
Jiang Feng nodded his head, it was not that the Death Spirit Clan's Patriarch was timid, but it was the death energy, it was truly terrifying, he had already activated the Ancient Fragmentary Dao Scripture and a dense amount of immortal elemental energy permeated through his body, but even so, he could feel death right in front of him, his heart was pounding in fear.
It was no wonder that Patriarch Rippling hadn't been able to block it with his fleshly body. In the end, his fleshly body had been destroyed, leaving behind only a tiny bit of his soul.
"Brother Jiang, look. I've already brought you here. Do you know who we are?" The Undead race's chief probed.
Jiang Feng swept a glance at him, and without saying a word, he immediately opened up the sixth passage, and a group of cultivators instantly appeared.
"Patriarch!" When this group of cultivators appeared, they immediately shouted in shock.
"Don't say anything, hurry up and activate your immortal elemental energy, wait for me in the distance." The chief of the Death Spirit Clan immediately ordered.
"Alright!" It was only now that these cultivators realized that something was wrong. A powerful surge of death aura surged toward them, causing their life force to rapidly dissipate. They quickly used their celestial spiritual energy and backed up a few hundred feet.
Boom boom boom!
Waves of roars resounded from the abyss like thunder. It was extremely shocking, causing the ground to tremble endlessly. The cliff seemed as if it was about to collapse.
The Divine Music Pavilion cultivators of the Heavenly Thunder Sect would definitely attack the array with all their might. With such ferocity, it was still unknown whether they could last for a few hours.
"We can't drag it out any longer. Wait for me!" Jiang Feng said to the Undead Spirit Race leader, and then activated the Ancient Book of Shattered Waves and the Nine Dragons Heaven Swallowing Art.
The two unparalleled Ancient Scriptures activated at the same time, causing Jiang Feng's body to immediately become like a volcano, surging with a terrifying energy that could shake the heavens and earth.
At the same time, Jiang Feng also used all of his power of the Ancient Code, as well as all kinds of treasures on him.
This source of destruction was a bit terrifying, so he had to be careful!
After making a foolproof plan, Jiang Feng began to walk forward with extreme caution.
He had no choice but to do so. The closer the death aura was to the earthen jar, the thicker it became. If he rushed forward all of a sudden, perhaps the death aura would surpass the endurance of his body and he would die.
The patriarch of the Death Spirit Clan stared at Jiang Feng with his mouth agape. He had been shocked by Jiang Feng's various methods, this was just a young monk, how could he possess so many treasures on his body.
It was unavoidable for him to be tempted, but the Undead Clan Patriarch hoped that Jiang Feng could use these methods to successfully seal the mud jar.
They, the Undead, also wanted to see what kind of powerful techniques the ancient scriptures branded on the earthen jars were.
Jiang Feng was about a hundred meters away from the mud jar, which was not considered far, but it would not be easy to get close to it.
Halfway there, Jiang Feng was already sweating profusely. Pantheon of the Ten Thousand Immortals s and celestial star chart s could no longer isolate the aura of death.
The peerless imposing manner activated by the Immortal Burial Coffin and the Snow Massacre Sword could also not suppress the aura of death either.
The aura of death emanating from the earthen jar was like the power of the laws of the world, pervading everything in its path.
Jiang Feng was still holding on and took out the wooden fish. Using the wooden fish as a Dao item, he made a clear sound to intimidate the world of all evil.
Although there were some effects, they were not that strong. After all, the snow slaying sword and the Immortal Burial Coffin were both extremely rare immortal treasures, and could not block the death aura.
Jiang Feng could only rely on these treasures and the power he had to join together to block around three-tenths of the death aura.
He would have to rely on his fleshly body to fend off the others.
If not for the fact that Jiang Feng was a member of the Ten Thousand Clans Sacred Body, he would not have been able to reach his current position.
Jiang Feng still had not given up, his entire body was glowing, the golden light was resplendent, like a treasure, it was brilliant and dazzling, causing the Death Spirit Clan's Clan Chief, the strange elders and the others who were a few hundred meters behind him to reveal strange expressions.
Jiang Feng was too powerful, the extraordinary methods he grasped far surpassed their imagination. It could even be said that he possessed a rare physique, that was refined using gold, and that was as brilliant as a blazing sun.
Time passed second by second, since Jiang Feng had advanced halfway, the pressure he had to bear had grown greater and greater, as though he was carrying over a hundred thousand mountains.
This was still secondary, what was most frightening was the aura of death, which continuously deprived Jiang Feng of his life force, causing him to age.
In the blink of an eye, two hours had passed. Jiang Feng was still about thirty meters away from the mud jar. These thirty meters, seemed to be the ultimate distance in the world, spanning countless eras, making it difficult for Jiang Feng to cross.
The current him had a head full of black hair that was as white as snow and as pale as paper. His body was brimming with vital energy and blood, and it was severely decayed. There were many wrinkles piled up on his face.
In the blink of an eye, his youthful appearance had turned into an old man with a head full of white hair.
The Death Spirit Clan's Patriarch Feng Bo, who had been at the peak of the Soul Realm all those years ago, paid the price of his flesh being destroyed, but still couldn't seal the lid. Now, he wanted Jiang Feng, who was only at the Nirvana Realm, to seal the lid of the earthen jar, one could imagine how difficult it was.
"If not, come back!" He valued the mud jar, and also valued the unique Ancient God Scripture branded on it. However, he did not want Jiang Feng to pay the price of his life for nothing.
Jiang Feng did not respond to the Undead Clan Leader. He continued to move forward and with his actions, he revealed his attitude and continued to move forward!
Jiang Feng paid such a huge price that he did not hesitate to grow old, and finally reached his current position. The earthen jar was right in front of him, and it was within his reach.
He, Jiang Feng, in his life, had the word stubborn. He had lived two lives, and had already fused it into his bloodstream, into his life's ring. It would be very difficult for him to give up on one thing!