Chapter 159: Another Secret Manual (Third Update)

  As a genius, his memory was extremely impressive. This palm technique manual had more than 8,000 words, and Leng Wujue simply memorized it by rote. As for the diagram of the flow of vital energy, it was easy to deal with - just draw it on a piece of cloth, and it would be almost indistinguishable from the original.

  "Let's join hands, I think Tian Meng Zhan Dian is definitely not just the two of us." Leaf Dust suddenly suggested, putting away the secret book.

  Leng Wuqing said: "Having this palm technique manual is enough, I don't want to fight for anything else."

  Ye Chen smiled faintly, this cold and ruthless demeanor was meaningful. Although he came from a demonic sect, he didn't have the cruelty and greed typical of those in the demonic path. However, it couldn't be said that all people in the demonic path were of one kind; some appeared gentle on the surface but were extremely ruthless behind closed doors, while others appeared ruthless but had their own principles. This cold and ruthless demeanor should belong to the type where he was cold on the outside but had principles on the inside. As for whether he was as heartless as his name suggested, that remained unknown.

  One foot stepped into the light gate, cold and emotionless, and floated out a sentence, "Besides, I don't have anything to exchange for treasures anyway."

  Ripples appeared on the light gate, and the cold, emotionless figure disappeared within.

  "Maybe this time you'll get the treasure?" Ye Chen sighed and muttered to himself.

  After taking a look around the room and making sure there was nothing else, Ye Chen carefully walked out of the room and came to the outside corridor.

  The corridor stretches in all directions, connecting room after room, more labyrinthine than a maze, as if it had no end.

  "Let's just go for a walk!"

  Ye Chen couldn't think of anything else, so he had no choice but to take a chance and try his luck.

  One by one, the channels...

  Every corner of the room...

  Upper lower and even lower...

  Within an hour, Ye Chen had walked over a hundred kilometers and was completely dizzy, wherever he went was wherever.

  ……

  In another vast room.

  In the center of the room was a small pool of water, no more than ten feet in diameter. In the middle of the pool was a stone pedestal that rose above the surface of the water, supporting a gleaming white orb. Suspended within the orb was an ancient-looking dagger with intricate patterns etched onto its surface, still sheathed but already exuding an aura of extraordinary power.

  "Is this sword prepared for me?" On the surface of the water, Ji Wu Xue fell in love with this precious sword at a glance, and his breathing slightly accelerated.

  Yes!

  He turned his head and saw someone.

  He is the original 'Killer Hawk'.

  "Yuan Heng, what's this? You think you can contend with me for the treasured sword?" Yu Wu Xue's face was filled with an evil and murderous aura, as if a single word could lead to bloodshed within five steps.

  Yuè Héng cautiously made his way through the mechanisms, his feet treading on the water surface, and said: "The jade has no blood, the treasure has no owner, what makes you say it's yours?"

  Dove Bloodless (Yin) sneered coldly, "It seems you not only want to obtain the treasure knife, but also want to challenge my position. Very well, today you will see blood."

  "Haha, who says I'm at a disadvantage? Do you think you've got the upper hand? I, Yuan Xiangying, want to see if you've made any progress." The two were evenly matched in terms of ranking and strength, with neither having an advantage over the other. Yuan Xiangying had never been afraid of his opponent before, let alone now when there was also the temptation of treasure.

  "Die!"

  Ji Wu Xue is what kind of person, cruel and bloodthirsty, not one bit inferior to Yuan Heng Ying, only he doesn't like killing people as much as the other. At this moment, as soon as Yuan Heng Ying spoke, he had already moved his murderous heart, the treasured sword in his hand left its scabbard, the sword energy was like a blood-red arc slashing towards Yuan Heng Ying.

  "Tianying Gong, destroy it for me."

  Yuán Héng Yīng had long been prepared, his body shook, and a true energy eagle burst out from his body surface, one wing blocking the blood-red arc.

  Bang bang bang......

  The two sides collided with each other, and a burst of water columns exploded on the surface of the pond.

  The water column bursts open, and the dove's bloodless expression (yin) is forest-like. Eight consecutive knives are cut out.

  "Blood rain and violent winds!"

  The blade tore through the air, emitting a terrifying howl like a ghostly wail. In an instant, the surface of the water was covered with a bloody glow, and crimson arcs intersected and entwined each other, resembling a heavenly net cast over the earth. The blade swooped down towards the Original Horizontal Eagle, intent on slicing it into dozens of pieces.

  "Yuan Heng sneered, 'If you only have this little skill, it's better to hand over the treasure. Otherwise, today won't be as simple as seeing blood, I'll make your head explode.'"

  After finishing, he looked up at the sky and let out a loud roar. Countless true energy eagles spread out, their sharp claws tearing apart the blood-red arc lines in a frenzy, wave after wave without end.

  "It's been roughly three months since I last tried killing someone. I can let you know what it feels like to fall into my bloodless hands."

  Both are the cruelest of cruel men, one is brutal and bloodthirsty, the other is cold-blooded and ruthless. The number of warriors who died at their hands is not less than 80,000, it can be said that they kill people like flies, the killing aura on them can scare ordinary warriors to death or drive them mad.

  At this moment, the two men clashed, and the surface of the water was filled with a terrible murderous aura, killing intent, and evil energy, creating an illusion of mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

  "Cut off his head and let his blood flow!"

  In the intense battle, Ju Wu Xue suddenly unleashed his killing move. With his right hand grasping the knife and raising it at an angle, he used all his strength to chop down. The water pool instantly caved in, and a formless yet tangible bloody aura enveloped Yuan Heng. It quickly transformed and finally took shape as an executioner's sword, heavily chopping down.

  Splendid!

  The external true qi of the male eagle was defeated, and the original female eagle is in a precarious situation.

  "Dove, you have no blood, let me show you my ultimate move, the magic eagle's dominance." The original horizontal eagle's eyes widened, and a dark green aura burst into the sky, transforming into a pair of enormous eagle claws. As soon as these aura claws appeared, they gave off an ancient, eerie, and evil vibe, as if they were the claws of a demon.

  Rumble!

  The executioner's knife was shattered, the giant eagle claw also disappeared, and the terrifying shockwave superimposed on each other, radiating in all directions, shattering the white light balls.

  "Let you off this time, but next time we meet, you'll die without a burial ground." The light ball shattered, and the treasured sword fell into Ji Wu Xue's hands. He stepped quickly to avoid the mechanisms, still having the energy to speak, his voice clearly carrying a dark and murderous intent.

  He was so angry that he almost spat blood, his strength was not inferior to that of the pigeon with no blood, now that the treasure had been robbed, he only felt a surge of anger with nowhere to vent, his eyes were congested.

  "Ji Wu Xue, wait till I've killed that little brat, then I'll definitely kill you." Seeing Ji Wu Xue already walking towards the Light Gate, Yuan Heng's mouth let out ruthless words.

  "I'm waiting for you."

  It's no wonder that the Tian Meng War Temple is not just a duel between him and Yuan Hengying, there must be others. Unexpectedly, one of the three treasures may have fallen into someone else's hands. With the treasure sword in his hand, it's already two. The remaining one is also tempting, but Yuan Hengying's failure this time has made him resentful to the bone, and he might use a deadly move that would harm both sides. So, he directly transmitted out of the Tian Meng War Temple through the light gate. Anyway, he had already obtained one treasure, and continuing to stay wouldn't necessarily allow him to snatch the second treasure from everyone's hands.

  The dove flew away without a trace of blood. The original horizontal eagle couldn't help but feel annoyed, and swooped towards other places. Three treasures, he must obtain one of them.

  ……

  Another half hour has passed.

  Ye Chen was a bit exhausted, not physically but mentally. The endless rooms and corridors that were all the same made it easy for people to become disoriented and irritable, losing control of their emotions. He was able to remain calm at all times, thanks to his sword intent.

  Sword intent, ten thousand evils cannot invade.

  Apart from being able to slay external demons, it can also slay one's own distracting thoughts and heart demons, which is also why all swordsmen highly esteem the will of the sword.

  It was unclear how much time had passed when Ye Chen's walking posture froze.

  Buzz!

  Buzz!

  Buzz!

  In the distance, a faint ripple came over, although very slight, but the sensitive Leaf Dust still caught its trace.

  "The second treasure!"

  Footsteps quickened, leaves and dust flew around his clothes, his figure turned left and right, and in an instant he was gone.

  A moment later.

  Ye Chen arrived at a vast room that was exactly the same as before. Without hesitation, he lifted his foot and stepped inside.

  The room was empty and spacious, but a huge platform floated in the air above, supported by an inexplicable force that made it as stable as Mount Tai, without moving a single inch.

  On the platform there is a one-meter-high square pedestal, on which a white light ball is prominently displayed, and inside the white light ball, a dark golden secret book is suspended in the middle.

  "Another secret book!"

  Ye Chen's heart was burning with excitement, he had thought of many things during his previous search for treasures due to boredom. The Tian Meng War Temple seemed to have many treasures, but not every treasure suited them, so wouldn't that render the reward useless?

  So, the three treasures that emerged from the Tianmeng War Temple may meet their respective requirements, or they may meet everyone's requirements. For example, the palm technique manual mentioned earlier may be suitable for Mo Gongzi Leng Wuqing, but it is not yet clear what category this manual belongs to, and it may be suitable for Leng Wuqing or for oneself.

  "Perhaps it's really a secret manual of Kung Fu?"

  The mechanism in the room is a white land fire, which erupts and has a larger attack range than the White Light Thorn, covering several meters around. Fortunately, there are fewer mechanisms than in the previous room, leaving some space for people to dodge and not being forced into a desperate situation.

  Before long, Ye Chen arrived under the floating platform. He tossed a low-grade spirit stone upwards without triggering any mechanisms, and it seemed that the area below the platform was safe.

  Having made up his mind, Ye Chen was no longer afraid. With a sudden movement, he stuck his palms, which contained true energy, to the bottom of the platform and quickly moved to the edge of the platform. He flipped over and was about to climb up.

  Hiss!

  At this time, a cyan-colored true energy giant hand pressed down, with an extremely condensed force. Before it even reached him, Ye Chen felt his entire body's muscles and bones tighten, as if he couldn't withstand the pressure, and was about to collapse inward.

  Ye Chen remained calm and composed, one hand stuck to the platform, his body suspended in mid-air, while the other hand grasped the iron spear, spinning it out with a burst of scarlet flames.

  Boom!

  The true energy of the big hand dissipated, and Ye Chen looked clearly at the approaching person.

  "Zhuang Fei, it's you."

  Ye Chen's expression was icy cold, the opponent struck out with a killing move, apparently intending to thoroughly kill him. Otherwise, his own soul force was too strong, and his perception far surpassed that of a warrior of the same level. This one palm could have left him severely injured and on the verge of death, falling outside the platform's coverage area, where he would be burned alive by the earth fire. Although it was still unknown whether the mechanism would kill people or not.

  Zhuang Fei's face was expressionless, "Ye Chen, I'm taking this secret manual."