The most melodramatic rebirth in history

Chapter 300 Water Breaks Through the Sky's Heart, a Pond Becomes a Burial Ground [Part Six]

"Hmph! What do you mean by that, fellow Daoist?"

Feng Ling's gaze was unusually sharp, and his aura continued to rise. If the other party answered even slightly carelessly, Feng Ling would immediately start a fight.

"Roar—" The fire dragon roared and materialized, and an incomparably powerful wave of divine sense swept and spread, instantly freezing and sealing off the space around the plaza.

Feng Ling leaped onto the fire dragon's body. The atmosphere was extremely oppressive, and the temperature around them fluctuated strangely, causing the three people present to feel their blood surging and their breathing difficult, as if they were being baptized by ice and fire.

These changes happened so fast that Elder Kuang didn't even have time to react before Feng Ling had already completed the barrier control and taken the lead.

This keen combat awareness is something only those who have experienced countless battles can possess.

"Hmm? How can this barrier be so powerful? It even suppresses my own barrier within my body, preventing it from being released. Could it be that you have already..."

The energy of the barrier collided, and Elder Kuang suffered a slight loss. He did not reveal the result of the test, but his heart was filled with shock: This kid probably has the cultivation of the late stage of the thirteenth level. He is indeed a formidable young man!

"Senior Brother Feng, please don't misunderstand! My master has long heard about the changes in the Jade Purity Sect and also deeply regrets the matter of Senior Sister Jade Purity. Recently, there have been rumors that the Nine-Headed Resurrection Grass can revive the dead and heal the wounded. Senior Brother's appearance in the Nine-Headed Land is no coincidence. You must have been attracted here by this Nine-Headed Resurrection Grass."

Kuang Tu's forehead was covered in cold sweat as he finished explaining in one breath, fearing that the two would actually start fighting.

"Whoosh—" The surrounding temperature returned to normal. Feng Ling frowned slightly, landed, and put away the Fire-Tipped Spear, but did not immediately dispel the barrier.

Don't be fooled by how badly Feng Ling is suppressing Elder Kuang now. If he were given the chance to unleash his barrier, he might not be able to gain much advantage.

"I'm sorry, Junior Brother Kuang Tu! Could you please ask your master to swear a blood oath with me, so that we will never fall into evil ways?"

Feng Ling dared not underestimate the power and resources possessed by veteran powerhouses such as the Fallen Leaf Ape, Blackwater Butcher, and White Bone General.

Especially since the Nine-Headed Serpent Resurrection Grass was involved in reviving Feng Yuqing, he was extremely cautious, preferring to offend others rather than allow any mishaps to occur.

Therefore, having no other choice, Feng Ling had to resort to this desperate measure to ensure that Elder Kuang's identity remained unchanged.

A blood oath, as the name suggests, is sworn upon one's bloodline and contains a trace of karmic cause and effect. If the oath-taker breaks it, they will suffer a backlash, their body and soul destroyed. If Elder Kuang were an evil spirit, he certainly wouldn't dare risk his immediate demise to make such an oath. If not, Elder Kuang should not do anything that would harm the natural order in the future.

"Senior Brother Feng, isn't this request a bit inappropriate? Nobody's perfect, and nothing is flawless..."

Kuang Tu had witnessed firsthand how bloody and dark the fierce competition within and outside large clans could be. Every person in a high position of power had a few dark secrets.

"It's alright! Since you suspect me of being an evil spirit master, I will do as you say!"

Seeing that Feng Ling had already cut his index finger, Kuang San smiled bitterly and also cut his index finger, squeezing out a drop of blood, before repeating Feng Ling's words.

Immediately, the two drops of blood resonated, transforming into two yin-yang fish that spun rapidly before exploding into points of light with a "bang" and dissipating.

"I have offended you greatly, please forgive me, senior!"

Seeing this, Feng Ling finally felt relieved and with a thought, he withdrew the barrier.

Kuang Lao nodded, glossing over the previous little incident, and took a scroll from the somewhat reluctant Kuang Tu's hand, smiling as he said, "Over the years, I have come to know some information about the Nine-Headed Resurrection Grass. Since it is of no use to me, I will give it to you, young friend. Perhaps it can help you. It can also be considered as a way of thanking you for saving my life."

However, the Land of Nine Infants is extremely dangerous. After we leave this place, I must bring my two juniors back safely. Therefore, I cannot accompany you on the rest of the journey.”

As expected of the cunning old man, Kuang was adept at seizing opportunities and used a tattered scroll of unknown origin to completely appease the debt of saving his life.

"Senior, do you know where this place is?"

Holding the scroll with both hands, Feng Ling knew he was in the wrong, but he didn't dwell on it. Besides, the scroll was indeed of great significance to him.

"As far as I know, this place should be one of the legendary Nine Xuan Arms, but I don't know which senior powerhouse is buried here."

I'm so tired, everything feels so dull and meaningless.

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(End of this chapter)