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If someone could calm down and observe carefully, they would clearly find that Tang Weiguo's originally slightly yellow eyes had quietly turned into a strange and deep red.

That red color was like a bottomless pool of blood, emitting a bewitching power that made people feel as if they were being sucked into it, their souls trembling at the mere sight of it.

At this moment, Lin Feng seemed to have lost his mind and completely lost his independent consciousness.

Each of his steps was extremely slow, his feet stomping heavily on the long, cold steps. His figure seemed particularly thin in the dim light, and he slowly walked towards the top of the stairs, step by step.

Bang, bang, bang, the dull sound of footsteps echoed continuously in this empty and lonely underground palace, revealing an indescribable weirdness and gloom.

Tang Weiguo stood on the steps, watching Lin Feng walk towards him step by step.

Finally, a satisfied smile appeared on his wrinkled face: "Did you pick this up at the sugar factory office at 3 o'clock this afternoon as I requested?"

Lin Feng nodded mechanically, then he stretched out his hands and stiffly placed the metal box, which was glowing with a cold light, in front of the old man.

The moment Tang Weiguo saw the metal box, he became very excited. His breathing became rapid and heavy, and his chest heaved violently.

His fingers trembled slightly, and with an irrepressible excitement, he slowly opened the metal box.

When he saw what was inside, he could no longer suppress his inner ecstasy and raised his head and let out a long howl.

Then, he smiled and said, "Go, pour the contents of this box into the alchemy furnace in front of you."

Lin Feng walked to the alchemy furnace, reached out and slowly opened the heavy lid.

A foul smell hit me in the face, and what caught my eye were the disgusting human body parts piled inside.

However, there was not even a trace of extra emotion on Lin Feng's face, and he mechanically poured the contents of the metal box into the container.

"Good boy, when I succeed, I will definitely not treat you unfairly!"

As Tang Weiguo spoke, the smile on his face became more and more distorted.

Suddenly, his face turned cold and gloomy. He stood up from his chair abruptly and appeared behind Lin Feng in an instant, like a ghost.

It happened so quickly that his right hand suddenly raised up, holding a sharp and bright knife.

The tip of the knife glowed with an eerie light under the dim, flickering candlelight.

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It is hard to imagine that such an old man could swing a knife so quickly at such a close distance, making a sharp sound of breaking through the air.

But this incredible scene happened so vividly.

However, just as the sharp tip of the knife was about to pierce Lin Feng's vest, an accident suddenly happened.

Tang Weiguo's center of gravity was unstable. He staggered forward and fell forward uncontrollably.

With a bang, he crashed heavily into the alchemy furnace in front of him.

Fortunately, the fire in the alchemy furnace had not yet been lit, otherwise the violent impact would have killed him.

Even so, his head was immediately broken and bleeding. The bright red blood flowed down his forehead and soon dyed his face red.

It was this sudden bleeding that calmed him down instantly. He shook his head, his eyes gradually regaining clarity, and then he realized that there was nothing in front of him. Where was Lin Feng?

He panicked and stumbled to his feet, using his hands and feet. His eyes looked around frantically, while he shouted anxiously: "Yangyang, where are you? Dad said that as long as Dad succeeds..."

Tang Weiguo's anxious voice was interrupted by a scornful laugh before he finished speaking. "You, Old Deng, are so half-full and you still want to become an immortal?"

Although the laughter was not loud, it was like a thunderclap that suddenly struck Tang Weiguo's ears.

His heart skipped a beat, and the color drained from his face in an instant: "Who? You're not my Yangyang. Who are you? Where is my Yangyang?"

Only then did Lin Feng slowly take off the mask on his face, reach out from behind Tang Weiguo, and gently pat his shoulder.

Tang Weiguo was suddenly struck by lightning. His body shook violently and he staggered back several steps.

When he saw the figure in front of him clearly, his voice suddenly became sharp: "Why is it you? Where is my Yangyang?"

Suddenly, his eyes lit up and he became crazy in an instant.

He rushed to Lin Feng like a mad zombie, holding his shoulders tightly with both hands and shaking him vigorously: "You actually killed my Yangyang. I never thought that my great cause that would last for thousands of years would be destroyed by the hands of an ant like you..."

However, before he could finish his words, Lin Feng pushed him away with a look of disgust, as if he was some disgusting and dirty thing: "Stop it, you think you can ascend to heaven and become an immortal with just a broken stove and all that disgusting sewage inside? You are so awesome, does Qin Shi Huang know?"

"If becoming an immortal was so simple, why would Qin Shi Huang have sent Xu Fu to Fusang to search for the elixir of immortality?"

As he spoke, Lin Feng sat down on the armchair, crossed his legs, and said meaningfully: "Besides, what qualifications do you have to ascend to become an immortal?"

This sentence seemed to touch Tang Weiguo's sensitive nerves, and he suddenly became furious.

He straightened his back, eyes wide open, and shouted sternly, "How am I not qualified? Do you know what I have done for the people over the years? From the first day I started working, I have never sought any benefits for myself!"

Lin Feng couldn't help but curl his lips, the disdain on his face becoming more and more obvious. He sneered and said with some disdain: "Take other people's lives as your own, use other people's lives to exchange for your own immortality, and you still say that you have never sought personal gain?"

Hearing this, Tang Weiguo became more and more crazy. His body trembled violently and his hands waved in the air as if trying to grab something insignificant.

"People like me should be treated kindly by fate. But who would have thought that just two years after I retired, I would be diagnosed with cancer. How unfair fate is to me?"

"So you extended your hand to five innocent people? Including your adopted son, your grandson, and a son who obeyed your orders?"

Lin Feng's voice was icy cold, like a sharp blade, piercing straight into Tang Weiguo's heart.

"My life is so precious, what does it matter if they make a little sacrifice for me? Besides, do you know how important I am to this world? If I could truly live forever, the world would take a huge step forward!"

Lin Feng sighed slightly, a sympathetic look on his face, shrugged and said, "You have no chance - the auspicious time you have been waiting for has passed."

"Impossible, how is this possible? The book says there's still an hour left..."

Tang Weiguo's eyes widened, his face full of disbelief, and there was a hint of despair in his voice.

Lin Feng sighed slowly, looked at Tang Weiguo with a deep gaze, and said, "You are still too young. If everything in that book is true, how could it have been passed down until now? I'm afraid the first person who ascended to heaven with this book would immediately destroy it!" "You...how do you know the contents of that book? Didn't Su Rongrong tear off the last two pages of that book a long time ago?"

Tang Weiguo's voice trembled, his eyes full of confusion and shock.

Lin Feng sighed and said slowly, "Actually, I've already read that book over and over again this morning. I asked Su Rongrong to come with me to find the book so that she could destroy it. If she really did that, it would mean that my suspicions about her were correct."

Tang Weiguo seemed to have lost all his strength to these words. His body softened and he fell to the ground with a thud.

He tilted his head back, staring at Lin Feng with empty eyes, and said hesitantly, "No wonder Old Chen thinks so highly of you. I never thought you'd doubt me from the very beginning."

Lin Feng shook his head slightly, a trace of emotion in his eyes: "As you said before, you did a lot of good things in the first half of your life, and you have great merits. Logically speaking, people like you should be protected by purple energy. When I first saw you, I didn't notice your protective purple energy. So I was cautious at the time."

He paused for a moment, then continued, "To be honest, even if you were diagnosed with cancer before, even if you didn't receive any treatment, your protective purple energy would have blessed you with a long life. Don't you think your cancer is much milder than others? Even before you had these evil thoughts, I guess you didn't really experience the pain of cancer, right?"