Holding Chaos to Suppress the Heavens

"When the time comes, when I step on you, I hope you can be so eloquent."

Yuan Li took Lin Yan away, leaving behind some harsh words, shocking everyone in the sect.

Some curious people even left on the spot and went to investigate what kind of grudge Feng Yu and Yuan Li had that led to a life-and-death battle.

Feng Yu stared at Yuan Li and the other two as they walked away, his eyes sharp as a torch, and he had some idea in his mind.

After one move of fighting, Feng Yu understood clearly that he could not last more than ten moves against Yuan Li.

Yuan Li is indeed gifted. The most terrifying thing is not his talent for cultivation, but his talent that can make his martial arts skills ever-changing.

However, this also made Feng Yu even more excited. If Yuan Li was too weak, he would not be interested.

If he is given a little more time, he will personally end all the grievances with Lin Yan.

With this thought in mind, Feng Yu walked down the stage of life and death and left under the gaze of everyone.

I believe that after this battle, no more disciples who are not afraid of death will come to provoke Feng Yu.

Afterwards, three days had passed quietly.

The entire Jinhong Sect became completely lively. After investigation by some people, everyone discovered that the feud between Feng Yu and Yuan Li was actually caused by Lin Yan.

According to their understanding, in simple terms, Feng Yu and Lin Yan were a couple, but Lin Yan disliked Feng Yu's poor talent and followed Yuan Li instead.

Regardless of whether the news is 100% correct or not, everyone exclaimed in surprise when they heard it. This news is truly explosive.

However, no one discussed Feng Yu and Yuan Li, but focused their discussion on Lin Yan.

Because in their opinion, Feng Yu's talent is not inferior to Yuan Li. There must be some hidden secrets as to why Lin Yan chose Yuan Li.

Feng Yu ignored the news circulating in these sects. For three days, he found a courtyard to practice alone.

He didn't care about what happened between Yuan Li and Lin Yan at all.

At night...the moon is dark and the wind is strong.

Feng Yu practiced in the room, absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. His breath was peaceful and his realm was slowly improving.

Suddenly, Feng Yu opened his eyes, stood up from the bed, and felt an extremely strong breath coming to his courtyard.

Feng Yu took a step out of the room and looked up.

A man in a black cloak was floating in his courtyard, staring at Feng Yu with a pair of eyes as sharp as knives.

"Spiritual Acupoint Realm."

Feng Yu became alert. The only person who could float in the void so casually was Lingqiao Realm, the next realm after Lingyong Realm.

The man in black felt the vigilance in Feng Yu's eyes, but he didn't care and said, "Feng Yu, we at Yu Lian Lou have seen your talent, so we decided to focus on training you."

"Yulianlou!"

After the black-clothed man finished speaking, Feng Yu's eyes flashed with invisible shock. He didn't expect that even Jin Hong Sect had an insider from Yu Lianlou, and that his level was not low.

Although he was shocked, Feng Yu immediately showed a respectful expression.

"very good."

The man in black was very satisfied with Feng Yu's performance and said, "You have reached the state of unity between man and sword. You are extremely talented. If you practice in the direction of swordsmanship, you will definitely be of great use to us in the future."

"So, we decided to vigorously cultivate your swordsmanship."

The man in black threw a map to Feng Yu: "Some forces have discovered a Jinyuan Cave a thousand miles away. There is a world of its own inside this cave. It is the place where Jinyuan Sword Master fell, and it contains his life's inheritance."

"And we found that only swordsmen under the age of 20 can enter this Jinyuan Cave. I guess this is also a small test for Jinyuan Sword Master to pass on his legacy."

"I'm telling you this news. I hope you can go to Jinyuan Cave and seize the inheritance of Jinyuan Sword Master."

"This secret is only known by a few sects, so it must not be leaked."

After the man in black told Feng Yu the news about Jin Yuan Jian Zun, he left directly, not wanting his true identity to be discovered by someone with ulterior motives.

"Golden Yuan Sword Master?"

Feng Yu took the scroll given to him by the man in black, opened it and saw that it was just a simple map.

Jin Yuan Jian Zun was the strongest man who dominated the entire Tianying Kingdom three thousand years ago. He was extremely arrogant.

Legend has it that his sword skills have reached the level of Sword Master, so he calls himself Jin Yuan Sword Master.

No one knows when such a powerful man died. What does it mean that his inheritance cave has appeared now?

However, since he has the opportunity to inherit the legacy of Jin Yuan Jian Zun, he will go and give it a try even if there are dangers ahead.

Without further ado, Feng Yu walked out of the courtyard before dawn and secretly left Jin Hong Sect.

A distance of one thousand miles was not far for Feng Yu at the moment. After four days of travel, Feng Yu finally arrived near Jinyuan Cave.

Windy Forest.

This is a forest as famous as the Moon Demon Forest. The monsters in it are extremely violent and powerful, and few people set foot in it.

Today, the Wild Wind Forest welcomed the bustle that had not been seen for a long time.

Feng Yu was walking in the Wild Wind Forest, and he discovered that many powerful auras were flying past from above. They were all talented disciples with their own forces.

Presumably, they also came here after receiving the news from Jinyuan Cave. However, Jinhong Sect is quite far away from here. By the time they sent people here, the inheritance would have probably been taken away.

"It seems that this trip to Jinyuan Cave is going to be another battle between dragons and tigers."

A smile appeared on Feng Yu's lips. He quickened his pace and rushed to the entrance of Jinyuan Cave.

At this time, at the entrance of Jinyuan Cave, the leaders of many forces were standing in front of Jinyuan Cave with their respective geniuses, closing their eyes to rest.

Behind him, many well-informed young cultivators came one after another, wanting to soar to the sky with the help of Jin Yuan Sword Master's inheritance.

No one spoke, and an invisible force of oppression swept across the entire place.

"I think we can almost enter Jinyuan Cave, right?"

Finally, an old man in the Lingqiao realm spoke up and said that the geniuses around him could not wait any longer.

"In my opinion, that's about right."

Many elders in the Lingqiao realm opened their eyes one after another, and after a careful count, they found that these people represented nearly twenty forces.

This shows that the news about Jinyuan Cave is extremely secretive. If this news were to be leaked, nearly a hundred large and small forces across the country would probably gather together.

These people all turned their attention to the independent cultivators hiding behind them.

These independent cultivators are all solitary individuals, and their expressions suddenly changed when they saw the situation.

"Give you a chance."

An old man in the Lingqiao realm suddenly stood up, drew out the sword in his hand, and cut a deep pit of more than ten meters in the ground.

The air was filled with smoke, and the leaders of many forces took action one after another, capturing dozens of independent cultivators and bringing them to the front of Jinyuan Cave.

Feng Yu was unable to dodge and was caught by an old man.

"Don't you also want to obtain the inheritance of Jinyuan Cave? Go in now."

An old man said viciously, with murderous intent in his eyes.

Feng Yu had a cold look on his face as he stood aside. These powerful people simply didn't treat independent cultivators as human beings.

They are using these independent cultivators as vanguards to explore the way.

There must be many crises inside Jinyuan Cave, so they were waiting here just now. When there are more independent cultivators, they will capture them and use them as cannon fodder.

These independent cultivators were not fools, and each of them had an angry look on their face.

"Why should I be your cannon fodder?"