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Ye Mo Han and Chi Feng rushed up to the attic, but Liu Yiyi was nowhere to be seen. Liu Yiyi was not the only one who had disappeared, even Uncle Yan's body had disappeared. Ye Han carefully thought about it and already saw some clues. Gongsun Yuxia must be taking advantage of Ye Mo Han and the masked man's battle, while Chi Feng was watching from the side, quietly sneaking back to the pavilion and abducting Liu Yiyi. The ladder leading to the shore was exactly the same as it used to be. Gongsun Yuxia then sneakily made her way to the attic. The attic was independent of the water, so there was a high chance that the secret passage was directly beneath the attic.

Chi Feng slammed his palms into the ground several times, causing sparks to fly everywhere and crushed rocks to fly everywhere. However, there were only palm prints on the ground. There wasn't the slightest bit of difference.

The floor of the pavilion was made of fine granite. There were eight flying dragons carved into the floor. Some of them were like overturning clouds and overturning rain, some of them were ferocious while others were soaring into the sky … Their postures were all different, and their faces were ferocious, vivid and lifelike.

"What did you find out?" Chi Feng looked at Ye Mo Han who was staring at the ground, deep in thought.

"The pavilion is so big, and there are only eight dragons carved." Ye Mo Han pointed at one of the paths. The eight dragons have different postures, but the direction of the dragon's tail is surprisingly consistent, so it shouldn't be a coincidence. "

Chi Feng took a closer look and confirmed that it was indeed the case. The eight dragons' tails pointed to the northwest corner of the tower as if they had agreed upon it.

Ye Wen Han bent down to examine a soaring dragon, but didn't discover anything from start to finish. Ye Mo Han raised his head and stared at the dragon head, faintly feeling that the dragon's eyes were somewhat different from those of the other dragons. If one looked closely, this dragon's eyes were indeed a bit larger than the other seven. Ye Mo Han raised his hand and pressed on the Dragon Eye. A cracking sound was heard as the Dragon Eye bulged out.

"So the mechanism is in the eye." Chi Feng praised Ye Wen. He reached out his hand to touch the Dragon Eye beneath his feet, but no matter how he pressed, there was no movement.

"Although the eight dragons had different expressions, they were actually carved from the model of a dragon. The only difference between the dragon's body and the other seven dragons should be the mechanism behind them." Ye Mo Han thought for a while and said.

Chi Feng did as he was told and found out that the difference between the other dragon and the others was in its claws. Chi Feng stretched out his two front dragon claws and they bulged out just like the dragon eyes from before. Following that, Ye Mo and Chi Feng quickly found the other six dragon differences. They were the rear dragon claw, the dragon whisker, the dragon horn, the dragon's body, and the dragon tooth. These parts of the dragon's body, after being pressed by an external force, would rise up from the ground. Just as the last dragon carving's dragon tooth was raised, the dragon tail suddenly flew up from the ground, spinning in the air and biting onto each other.

The eight dragon tails rapidly rotated for a while before merging into one. The dragon tails faced outwards, forming a round, toothed object. He slowly landed in the middle of the pavilion, right in the middle of the dining table. The rest of the food fell to the floor along with the silk decorations on the table. The table also revealed its original appearance – it was also made of granite, standing side by side with the ground. When Ye Mo Han and the others had first entered the pavilion, they hadn't noticed much. It was only now that Ye Mo Han realized that everything was settled by Gongsun Yuxia.

In the center of the stone table, there was a circular gap. The round shaped tooth made from the dragon's tail landed on it in perfect unison, leaving not a single gap.

Followed by a thunderous boom, a large piece of granite in the northwest corner broke and flew out. A square table slowly rose from the bottom to the top. On the platform, there was a beautifully shaped golden box. The box was carved with three golden dragons, and the ring of three dragons had a purple pearl on it that looked like three parts of a cauldron. The pearl, which had been supported by the three dragons, had a uniform luster. Its entire body was emitting a faint purple aura. That golden box had an exquisite design. It was clearly crafted by a skilled craftsman. Coupled with the purple pearls on the top of the box, it displayed an extraordinary value.

How could such an expensive box be sealed underground? And what expensive things or unspeakable secrets did it contain?

The switch on the box was the purple pearl on the box's top. Inside the box was a wordless envelope. Inside, there is a book. It said: "I already have the Horned Lamp of the Kongtong Treasure Plate. Sect Leader Zi, do not be angry." Ye Mo Han didn't know what the Hornless Lamp was, but when he looked at the letter, he saw that it was a huge grimace. It was clearly mocking Shi Bo for losing the Kongtong treasure.

"What's a Hornbeam?" Ye Wen Han looked at Chi Feng and asked.

"There really is a Hornless Lamp, there really is a Hornless Lamp." Chi Feng repeatedly muttered these words, his expression was extremely strange.

What on earth was that Hornbeam? Chi Feng talked to himself for a long time before he finally told Ye Mo Han about the Horned Lamp.

Although the Kongtong Sect wasn't very powerful, they had been established for at least hundreds of years. Chasing down the roots, Kongtong should have been founded earlier than the Shaolin Faction. Rumor has it that founder Peng Yongping met an old man in the mountains in the early days. He called himself the 'Pan Hornless'. The 'Pan Hornless' man had given him the 'Hornless' lamp. Peng Yongping's kung fu was mediocre, and he was loyal to a wide range of people. Plus, he had quite a lot of money, which was why he was able to create Kongtong. Since then, Peng Yongping had been challenging all over the martial arts world. The defeated would occasionally live, and the crippled would become a cripple, no longer a threat. Peng Yongping relied on his martial arts skills and sinister methods to quickly become the best martial arts under the heaven. In just eight short years, the Kongtong Sect annexed and expanded the other sects. Soon, it became the largest sect in the world. Five years later, Peng Yongping contracted a strange disease and died soon after. At that time, the Kongtong Sect had already become a thorn in the side of the government. With Peng Yongping's sudden death, the headless Kongtong Sect naturally suffered attacks from the government and the sects they supported. In this way, Peng Yongping's painstaking efforts were completely wasted. Fortunately, the government didn't want any sects to grow up, so they didn't kill all of the Kongtong Sect. Otherwise, there wouldn't be any more Kongtong Sect in the martial arts world.

"Does Peng Yongping's martial arts move have anything to do with the Hornbeam?" Ye Mo Han asked.

"Rumor has it that there was a martial arts carved on the Horned Lamp's head. Peng Yongping died because he practiced this martial arts."

"What martial arts?"

After a long while, Chi Feng said, "When I was young, I heard my master mention that the martial arts that Kongtong's founder Peng Yongping cultivated was called the Demonic Art. One side was like a god or a demon, but the other was also like a god or a devil.

Chi Feng opened the window, looked at the corpses on the ground, and said, "Rumor has it that after Peng Yongping died, in order to prevent Kongtong's descendants from practising this skill again, he destroyed this Hornless Lamp. Since then, the Kongtong Sect has collapsed, and people have slowly forgotten about the Horned Lamp. "

Ye Wen raised the letter in his hand. "If what is written is true, it is that Peng Yongping destroyed the fake Hornbeam and hid the real Hornbeam in secret before he died."

Chi Feng admitted that this was a possibility. Peng Yongping had no children in his life, and Kongtong Sect was his life's work. It was reasonable for him to hide the Horned Lamp Pan and pass the information on to the next Sect Leader. However, after so many years, Kongtong Sect had changed many Sect Leaders, so why wasn't there a Sect Leader training in this Demonic Art? Currently, Yan Bo of the Kongtong Sect had been murdered by his wife, and more than half of the experts of the Kongtong Sect had been killed by Chi Feng.

"If this Hornless Lamp is truly passed down from one sect head to the next, then these sect leaders are truly useless. None of them were able to master it." Chi Feng disdainfully said.

"If the Godly Demon Art is really as you described, then the cost of cultivating it would be too high. Furthermore, Peng Yongping also died because of the Godly Demon Art, so these Sect Leaders should not have gone to cultivate it. " "…" Ye Mo Han said, deep in thought. Or perhaps they didn't want to ignite fire and burn their bodies. Once the Horned Lamp is known to still exist, it will certainly arouse a conflict in the martial arts world. With Kongtong's strength, he simply cannot protect himself. "

"So." "Chi Feng continued." After Peng Yongping handed the Horned Lamp of the Pan to a reliable person, that person hid it and told the next successor of the sect. He also instructed that the Horned Lamp of the Pan must be protected with all of his heart, and once Kongtong was powerful enough, the Sect Leader would then practice the Godly Demon Art on it. "

Ye Mo Han nodded his head. "But until now, the Kongtong Sect has still been living in the cracks. And in the past few hundred years, there hasn't been a single person who has cultivated the Godly Demon Art."

To be able to pass down a secret martial arts manual from generation to generation without being discovered by others, it could be seen that all the previous Sect Leaders of Kongtong had undergone rigorous selection. And among these several generations of Sect Leaders, none of them actually attempted to cultivate in the Demonic Divine Art. One must know that there were many martial artists in the martial arts world, and among these dozens of people, there was no lack of martial artists. In the face of the temptation of things that he loved, he was unmoved.