“I’ve already scouted it out. There’s a woman sleeping inside. She might be a resident of this island. But there’s something inside that makes me very uneasy.”
Assassin Number 11 looked at the two of them and slowly spoke.
"Hmm? What is it that makes you feel uneasy?" the two female assassins said in unison.
"You might not believe it, but it's a pile of fire inside..." Assassin Number 11 calmly looked at the two of them and replied.
Upon hearing this, the two female assassins exchanged glances for a second, then burst into laughter and began to discuss amongst themselves.
"Pfft... Assassin Number 11, are you sure you're not kidding me? A pile of fire makes you uneasy! You're not a wild animal, why are you afraid of fire?!"
“Yeah, it’s just a fire. Anyway, you just said there’s only one woman inside, right? Let’s just take over that place. That way, we’ll have a good place to rest.”
After saying that, the two of them started walking quickly toward the wooden house.
The No. 11 assassin behind them stared at them with a slightly unfocused gaze, a vague sense of foreboding creeping into her heart.
But I just don't know where it came from.
At the same time, Yang Feng, who was in the mud, opened his eyes again. His spiritual energy had recovered and was now very abundant.
He stood up and could feel the spiritual energy within his body rising once again, its intensity almost surpassing that of the first level of the Heavenly Realm.
Yang Feng suddenly thought of a seemingly unrelated saying—"Destruction precedes construction!"
However, he temporarily suppressed the spiritual energy within his body that was about to surge and break through, and continued to build a deeper foundation.
Even the chaos within his body, witnessing this scene, was slightly moved, realizing that there were indeed cultivators in this universe who could cultivate such a profound foundation.
Perhaps this is a case of turning misfortune into blessing!
"Kid, if you really want to get out of here, I have another way!"
Just then, a deep voice echoed in Yang Feng's mind, instantly making him feel refreshed.
"What's the plan? Tell me quickly!"
"It's about strengthening your physical body! Use your spirit stones to relentlessly hone your body. This is the only way to get you out now. After all, the swamp above you is incredibly strange; it's amazing that it can absorb spiritual energy. I've experienced the universe for so long, and yet such a thing exists! It truly astonishes me."
After hearing this, Yang Feng pondered for a moment. Since this swamp absorbs spiritual energy, if his physical strength could approach the peak of the Earth Rank, he could directly pass through the swamp.
"However, this method takes a very long time, at least a year, before you can rely on the rich spiritual energy in the spirit stone to temper your physical body."
(End of this chapter)
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Chapter 378 Mountain Stream
"What? It will take at least a year!" Yang Feng exclaimed in surprise when he finally realized what was happening.
A whole year! How could he possibly wait that long?
He couldn't wait even a month, let alone a year.
"Boy, a year is already an overestimation of your abilities. Tempering the body is inherently very difficult, and you also have to endure the pain of physical torment. Using your current low-grade spirit stones to temper your body is actually quite good. If you had higher-grade spirit stones or immortal stones, the time could be greatly reduced, but the pain you would have to endure would also be much greater!"
Chaos patiently spoke, his voice extremely low, as if he were about to die.
Its original source had been severely damaged, and it had only just begun to recover when Yang Feng borrowed its power.
Even a tiny bit was enough to weaken it.
"But I only have low-grade spirit stones right now, and I urgently need to get out. Do I really have to spend a whole year of my time?"
Yang Feng was filled with irritation. He sat cross-legged on the stone platform and replied.
However, he received no response.
After a long pause, Yang Feng stood up, a complex look flashing in his eyes. Looking at the empty space around him, he murmured softly:
"Am I really going to be trapped here? A year... No! There's always a way out. Maybe there's another way out here."
After saying that, Yang Feng took long strides, unleashed his divine sense, and ran straight in one direction.
His speed was extremely fast, leaving an afterimage on the ground almost every ten meters.
After about half an hour, the place Yang Feng had passed through finally changed slightly.
Finally, Yang Feng stopped outside a mountain stream, looking at the entrance of the stream, which was blocked by a huge rock.
However, Yang Feng's heart was immediately filled with hope. He hadn't expected there to be a mountain stream in this place, which meant there was a creek nearby. Maybe he could swim directly out by relying on the creek.
Sure enough, there's always a way out; if you look for an opportunity, you'll find a solution.
However, Yang Feng must first break through the rocks blocking the entrance to the mountain stream cave, otherwise he will be unable to enter.
This rock was nothing to Yang Feng; the concentration of spiritual energy within him was already comparable to that of a first-level Heaven Rank cultivator.
Tai Chi - Baguazhang!
Yang Feng roared, his spiritual energy instantly gathering in his palm. He leaped into the air, unleashing a tremendous force that crashed down upon the rocks.
"Bang!"
A tremendous roar instantly reverberated throughout the space beneath the mud pit, and the sound continued to echo.
The rock was blasted into powder by Yang Feng.