Chapter Eighty-One: Golden Sword in the Tomb

  Ziyang Palace is a Xianmen sect in the southern part of Fog River's land, Liehuo Ridge. Although its power can't compare to the Nine Great Heaven Gates, it has a long history and has been passed down for tens of thousands of years. Its power far surpasses that of small sects like Linglang Gate.

  On the map brought by Xue Dao, there was an area marked with a red circle. After Jiang Feng arrived here, he found that the place marked with the red circle had been surrounded by some big sects. Small sects and ordinary scattered cultivators couldn't get close to it at all. Jiang Feng could only find a sheltered place to settle down elsewhere.

  So many masters have rushed to this place, something big must have happened here. Maybe the tomb of the bandit king will really appear here. If it appears, it will naturally be in a place where the Gate of Heaven is gathered. Like Jiang Feng's place, it's already on the periphery.

  Logically speaking, the place where Jiang Feng is located should not be particularly special. Moreover, the Zi Yang Palace is also a large gate outside the nine major heavenly gates, and it is unlikely to pass by with Jiang Feng as a scattered cultivator. If the Zi Yang Palace needs to find a place to settle down, they should go to the core area where the major gateways are gathered, rather than coming to Jiang Feng's place.

  Five Purple Sun Palace cultivators suddenly appeared, coming to contest Jiang Feng's place. This was absolutely abnormal. If it were any other time, Jiang Feng might have let them have the place, considering that all five of the Purple Sun Palace cultivators were only at the Initial Stage of Foundation Establishment and they represented a major sect. But today, Jiang Feng was very interested in knowing what secrets this place held.

  Ignoring the five monks who were slapped flying away, Jiang Feng slightly lowered his head and looked at the ground under his feet. On the surface, this place didn't seem to be any different. It was also barren, with severe wind and sand erosion, and there was no sign of anything unusual.

  The five cultivators of the Purple Sun Palace never thought that a loose cultivator in the foundation stage would dare not to give way to them, and even attacked them. The most humiliating thing was that the five cultivators of the Purple Sun Palace were actually knocked flying.

  Several streaks of flames appeared, and in each flame, there was a figure. These people surrounded Jiang Feng, from the flames on their bodies, as well as the clothes on their bodies, these people should also be from the Zi Yang Palace. Moreover, they must have been nearby since early morning.

  "Daring rogue, you actually dare to attack the Ziyang Palace cultivators! I think you don't want to live anymore." Someone among the flying cultivators shouted at Jiang Feng.

  Jiang Feng, who was looking down at the ground, raised his head and looked up into the air. What he saw were monks with furrowed brows and glaring eyes staring back at him, but he didn't see who was speaking.

  "What's going on here? Just now, five cultivators from the Purple Sun Palace came and competed with me for this piece of land that isn't even worth a bird's droppings. They couldn't outdo me, but they still wanted to bully me because of their numbers. As a result, they were defeated and flew away. Now, more of their fellow disciples are coming to help, are you trying to use the power of the Purple Sun Palace to bully this small, lone cultivator?" Jiang Feng shouted.

  Jiang Feng's voice was not loud, but it was enough to spread across a very large area, allowing many monks who were listening with their ears perked up to hear. At this time, all the scattered cultivators near Jiang Feng were paying attention to him, wanting to know what kind of evil the Purple Sun Palace cultivators were up to.

  "One of our fellow disciples from the same sect dares to sneak up and attack Ziyang Palace, and yet still has the audacity to speak with such cunning words. I think you're intentionally going against Ziyang Palace." Someone among the Ziyang Palace cultivators in mid-air said.

  "Are you kidding me? You're spouting nonsense, thinking you can just waltz in here and take over? Who was it that arrived first? And who flew in with an arrogant attitude, trying to steal the show? Who made the first move? And who, seeing their own people couldn't win, came out to try and salvage the situation? You're still representing a sect, aren't you ashamed of losing face?" Jiang Feng continued speaking as he kept his head down, scanning the ground beneath him. His two feet were also scraping against the ground, as if searching for something.

  "You're looking for death." The cultivator of the Purple Sun Palace said in anger, seemingly having reached the end of his patience.

  Before the master of the unequal sky had even made a move, Jiang Feng immediately put on an extremely frightened appearance. He covered his head and pretended to hide, saying: "Don't hit me, I won't oppose you guys anymore. You want the treasure of the Bandit King's tomb? I'll give it to you."

  After the voice fell, Jiang Feng quickly squatted down and grabbed a handful of soil from the ground, then threw it at the monks of Ziyang Palace. After that, Jiang Feng jumped aside several meters. Among the soil he threw out, there was a black iron block mixed in, which flew straight towards the monk of Ziyang Palace who was about to take action against Jiang Feng.

  The cultivator who was about to attack Jiang Feng suddenly stopped his attack and reached out to grab the thing that Jiang Feng had thrown over. After catching it, he took a closer look and immediately showed a joyful expression.

  "It's all over, the cultivators of the Purple Sun Palace are going to kill me. They rely on their strong strength and hundreds of people surround me, a small foundation-building cultivator. Don't hit me, don't kill me, I'll give you all the treasures here." Jiang Feng continued to jump up and down on the ground, while speaking, he also picked up handfuls of dirt and stones from the ground and threw them out. Soon, the ground under his feet was dug into small pits, and among the dirt and stones he threw out, there were some other things mixed in.

  One by one, things flew out of the earth and rocks that Jiang Feng had thrown out. The disciples of the Zi Yang Palace saw them and immediately went to grab them. However, their numbers were not enough to catch all the things that Jiang Feng had thrown out at the same time. Some of the things that flew out of the encirclement of the Zi Yang Palace's disciples were picked up by other disciples. At this time, in the small pits dug out by Jiang Feng, various things also appeared.

  "Wow, what's all this? It looks like something big is going on!" Jiang Feng stood in the middle of the small pits he had dug, shouting exaggeratedly. This attracted many cultivators to look over here.

  Figures flew up one by one, gathering towards Jiang Feng's location. They were all rushing to the small pits under Jiang Feng's feet for something. Before those cultivators could get close to the Ziyang Palace cultivators, Jiang Feng suddenly let out a loud shout and slapped his palms fiercely onto the ground.

  With a loud crash, rocks and soil flew everywhere, and the ground beneath Jiang Feng's feet suddenly formed a large pit about two to three meters deep and five to six meters in diameter. In this pit, there was a tombstone. On top of the tombstone and around it, many things were densely inserted. The monks around saw this scene and heard the sound of surprise from many people.

  Jiang Feng picked up something from the tomb and waved it at the monks of Zi Yang Palace, as if to say: "This is what you want, right? It's here now, come and take it."

  When the cultivator of Ziyang Palace glared at Jiang Feng, Jiang Feng exerted force under his feet, and the tomb suddenly cracked open. A burst of golden light emanated from the cracked tomb. The cultivators in the air saw that inside the tomb, there were even more objects. Those objects seemed to be all magic treasures and various spirit symbols.

  "What a mighty sect, the Xianmen, yet you're willing to send multiple people to deal with a single Qi Foundation stage cultivator just to get your hands on some treasure. You people from the Ziyang Palace are truly impressive." Jiang Feng said, standing atop the cracked tombstone.

  The monks of the Purple Sun Palace are now a sea of black robes. They all looked at Jiang Feng with ill intentions. The five monks who were previously knocked flying by Jiang Feng also flew back. Each and every one of them wished they could immediately take action to kill Jiang Feng. At this time, even more monks from the Purple Sun Palace flew over. In addition, monks from other major sects also gathered around.

  Originally a gathering place for some weak and scattered cultivators, by the time Jiang Feng's foot landed on the grave, a large number of cultivators had already gathered. Among them were not only disciples from major sects, but also people from the Nine Great Heavens.

  "You want it, I'll give it to you then. It's just some worthless junk anyway." Jiang Feng said.

  Two hands reached down to the grave and grabbed, a large number of objects floated up inside. When Jiang Feng's two hands pushed to both sides, these objects flew out in all directions. The monks around all stretched out their hands to grab. Just after grabbing, there was still a hint of joy on their faces. But after taking a closer look, this hint of joy also disappeared.

  At this time, Jiang Feng pulled out a huge golden long sword from the tomb. This sword was twice as long as Jiang Feng and its width was also wider than Jiang Feng's body. Although the sword was covered with stains, it could not conceal the golden light on the sword. The golden light that had scattered from the tomb earlier was emitted by this sword.

  "People of the Purple Sun Palace, are you going to fight or not? If you want to fight, then hurry up and make your move. I absolutely won't resist." Jiang Feng shouted as he charged towards the disciples of the Purple Sun Palace with his massive sword in tow.