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"Hmm? "What's going on?" Ye Ling frowned.

He hadn't thought that there would be such a mysterious power around the lid of his father's coffin.

Only after using all his strength did Ye Ling realize that this was a highly skilled formation, as if someone had set it up later on.

"Mile of the Void, Mokovs Infinity, break it open!" Ye Ling concentrated and suddenly pointed his finger!

BOOM! Although this array was mysterious, it could not stop Ye Ling's attacks.

Right now, Ye Ling's strength had already surpassed most of the Black Tortoise powerhouses. Even the formation laid down by the Heaven realm experts had some power!

After the array was broken apart, Ye Ling's divine sense immediately gushed in.

The surrounding wooden coffins let out a series of crisp sounds, and their telepathic thoughts were formless and intangible as they entered the coffins unhindered!

Suddenly, Ye Ling's face turned cold. However, his eyes were filled with disbelief.

Because at this moment, the inner part of the coffin that he scanned with his divine sense was actually empty!

Empty! Where was Ye Feng's corpse?

How was this possible? Why did this happen?

Ye Heng did not need to take Ye Feng's body to talk about this matter. He had already built a vast tomb for Ye Feng, but he did not even need to fill in the corpse. This did not make sense at all.

No matter what, the formation array outside the coffin and the empty coffin made Ye Ling feel a sense of strangeness.

After standing there for a while, Ye Ling suddenly threw a palm attack towards the ground!

"Open for me!"

Bang! A five-foot-thick hole was blasted open on the ground, revealing the peach wood coffin.

As he waved his hand, the coffin was separated. Sure enough, the innermost part of the coffin was empty.

Ye Ling strode forward and found a golden letter in the coffin.

On the first side, there were four large words written on it.

"My son is here personally."

"This is …" It was personally written by Ye Feng! "

Ye Ling's heart could not help but beat wildly. He was extremely familiar with Ye Feng's calligraphy. This calligraphy was definitely written by Ye Feng himself!

What was his father going to tell him! Also, is this letter written by Ye Feng before his death or …

Or why was the tomb empty, and who had done it? Ye Heng couldn't possibly help Ye Feng do something, right?

Under the urging of all these questions, Ye Ling walked up and opened the golden letter.

"Ling'er, when you read this letter, I believe you have already made some achievements."

"However, you need to know that the entire Black Yellow Empire is just a drop in the ocean. The things that we see are just dust in the face of certain existences."

"I was truly forced to faking my death that day. The moment you become the master of this world is the time when we will meet."

"Ye Feng, personally written."

That was the contents of the envelope.

Holding the golden letter, Ye Ling was in a daze.

The complexity of this matter was beyond his imagination.

However, the good news was that Ye Feng did not die. Ye Feng was not as simple as he appeared to be.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have tried to hook up with the sect head …

Ye Feng's strength was only that of a martial artist while the Sect Leader of the Immortal Cloud Sect was a Heaven Martial Cultivator. For the two of them to clash in life and death was already an unimaginable matter.

"That's right! Sect Master Xian Yun! " Ye Ling smacked his head and a thought flashed across his mind.

Sect Master Xian Yun must know more or less about his own father.

Ye Feng came from a mysterious background. Back then, when Ye Ling had just reincarnated, his cultivation was weak, so he could not see through it. But now, there were definitely some clues.

As for the matter of the head meeting in Dongyu City that day, it was easier to explain.

An expert with a high cultivation base could completely rebirth by seizing another's body, creating new flesh and blood. Even if he were to create an identical version of himself, it wouldn't mean much.

For example, the current Ye Ling could transform his 12 Heavens into his own form with just a thought. His temperament and cultivation were all the same.

As long as they didn't fight, no one would be able to tell.

Originally, Ye Ling was prepared to take away Ye Feng's corpse and use it to repay the debt Ye Feng had owed him when his cultivation had reached a certain level.

But now, it seemed, there was no need.

After taking care of everything, Ye Ling looked towards the south and muttered, "Heaven's End Mountain, Blood Drop."

He would never forget the scene where this Black Tortoise expert chased him like a duck in Dongyu City.

This person was chasing relentlessly. The last time he was here, he even wanted to bully the Immortal Cloud Sect to hand over Ye Ling.

In Ye Ling's heart, this kind of person was a hundred times more hateful than Ye Heng and Ye Wen.

Therefore, he had to kill him!

The Ye Family was on high alert. Although the news had changed, it still didn't spread out.

Ye Ling was sent flying all the way down to the Heaven's End Mountain.

The eight hundred li of the Heaven's End Mountain was covered with layers and layers of mountain ranges. Each and every mountain peak was incomparably precipitous and steep, like an unsheathed sharp sword, incomparably sharp.

Flies were circling in the distance.

Normally, one couldn't even climb such a mountain. Only a martial artist or above could fly in the air and stay here.

The Heaven's End Mountain was the tallest and was over 4000 feet high. The moment Ye Ling landed on the mountain, he heard many sounds coming from the surroundings.

One in a row, the cultivators wore blood-red robes, which were covered with blood-red thorns.

It turned out that Ye Ling did not hide his cultivation level from the start and had confidently descended upon this place.

After mastering the Black Tortoise, Ye Ling never covered up his actions. Today, the Heaven's End Mountain was destined to bleed profusely!

"Take him down!" A few cultivators at the peak of the Martial Disciple realm flew over, opened up a huge spiritual net, and tried to trap Ye Ling.

However, as Ye Ling slashed through the air, there was a "pu pu" sound as the indestructible spirit weapon was directly sliced apart by Ye Ling's nails!

The spiritual net had originally been filled with spiritual light, but now it had been completely destroyed without a single bit remaining.

The surrounding martial artists sucked in a breath of cold air as they whispered, "Hurry and report this to Master Blood Drop!"

Ye Ling's body moved, sweeping past these few warriors.

Suddenly, a strong suction force violently spread out. All of these warriors collapsed to the ground, foaming at the mouth. They were in a state of unconsciousness.

On the outside, it seemed as if Ye Ling hadn't even made a move. He had only lightly walked past and these warriors were already wasted.

However, only a true Black Tortoise powerhouse would be able to see that the instant Ye Ling walked past, his primordial spirit exploded and the primordial spirit of these warriors was instantly extracted.

Such a realm was simply miraculous.

"Who is it …"

A gloomy voice suddenly sounded and a blood-red robe fluttered in the gale on the mountain peak.

Beneath the blood-colored robe was an old man. His face was like bark, and numerous canals ran down his face.

"Blood droplets?" With a mocking expression on his face, Ye Ling walked to the top of the mountain and said, "This name is not bad. Hmm, it seems like I can add another name to the list of the dead."

"Who the hell are you?" Blood Drop frowned. He shouldn't have offended such an expert before.

From the moment he killed Ye Ling to the moment he forced his way into the Immortal Cloud Sect, Blood Drop had never actually met Ye Ling.

Today could be said to be the first time the two of them met.

"Sir, may I know why you have come?" Seeing that Ye Ling only had a faint smile on his face, Blood Bead frowned and said, "You probably don't know my identity. Killing innocents in such a manner would disappoint the identity of a Xuan Wu Expert."

"Killing the innocent? "Heh heh heh …"

"Hahahaha …"

Ye Ling only chuckled in the beginning, but in the end, he started to laugh maniacally, leaning backwards and forward until tears were flowing out of his eyes.

"Are you even qualified to say that you killed the innocent!?" The laughter stopped! Ye Ling stared intently at the blood droplets, "Blood droplet, you killed so many people from my Ye Family and even forced your way into the Immortal Cloud Sect, saying that you want to take my life. A scum like you is worthy of telling me to kill the innocent!"

"You!" Blood Drop's expression changed, "You are Ye Ling!"

"That's right!" It's me! " Ye Ling gritted his teeth and lifted the cloak over his head!

"Ye Ling, it really is you!" "Cluck, cluck, cluck …" A sharp voice came from Blood Drop's throat, "Okay, okay, there's a road to heaven and you're not going anywhere. Hell has no doors, so don't even think about leaving today!"

"I can leave?" Ye Ling didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He stretched out his hand and sealed the surroundings, "Today, I have come to kill you!"

Bang Bang Bang...

On the Heaven's End Mountain, the remaining dozens of warriors were swept away by the astral wind and completely exploded.

Fighters, in Ye Ling's eyes, weren't much bigger than a grasshopper.

Seeing Ye Ling's actions, Blood Drop's expression didn't change at all. It was as if all that was dead right now were plants, not his men.

"Ye Ling, I really did not expect that you would have actually broken through to such a level. However, do you think that the Xuan Wu Realm is enough to suppress the entire audience?" This sovereign will tell you today that there are several levels within the Profound realm! A high level Black Tortoise was enough to kill a low level Black Tortoise! Maybe you want to sit in the well and look at the sky, thinking that you are truly strong, so you let me break your fantasies today! "

BOOM! Blood Drop's body suddenly rose up and a blood-red light flashed between his eyebrows. Finally, it condensed into a magic tool.

This was a dagger. Although it was small in size, the demonic energy overflowed into the heavens, causing a blood-red color to billow through the sky!

"A treasure!" Ye Ling's pupils constricted. He never expected that Blood Bead to have a treasure in his hands.

However, although this was unexpected, it was within reason.

"Die!" The drop of blood held a dagger in its hand and slashed through the air.

"Wait!" Ye Ling suddenly opened his mouth and said, "Blood drop, even if I have to fight, I still have one question that I haven't asked you yet."

"Ye Ling, what trick are you playing first?" Blood Drop felt a burst of disdain, but he still stopped the attack.

"What tricks will I pull?" Ye Ling couldn't help but laugh. Could it be that this drop of blood was thinking too highly of him?

"I just have a question that I want to clear up. Why are you guys attacking my Ye Family?"

"Not against the Ye Family, just against you?" The blood droplet grinned ferociously, its expression was terrifyingly ferocious.

"Against me? "Why?" Ye Ling was stunned. He could be said to have no enmity with this organization. Why would they attack him?