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"Hm?"

Chen Feng's gaze shifted. He saw that in the pile of minced meat, a storage ring was emitting a sparkling white light.

Chen Feng could not wait to get closer and picked up the storage ring.

With his mind immersed, Chen Feng's heart fiercely twitched.

"He really is a descendant of a Venerable family. A rogue cultivator like me really can't be compared with him." Looking at the items inside, Chen Feng thought to himself.

Inside the storage ring, there were countless spirit stones, pills, and rare treasures.

Although these things were but a drop in the bucket for a Grandmaster Pill Ancestor in his previous life, for Chen Feng right now, they were an unimaginable amount of wealth.

One of them was a pair of gloves. Judging from its quality, it was actually a high-grade spirit weapon. The other item was a Middle Grade Spirit Treasure's vestment. From the appearance of the light, one could tell that if it was completely activated, its power would definitely be extraordinary.

Presumably, Zhang Xing hadn't had the time to activate this magic robe yet. Otherwise, the explosion of the essence of thunder and fire might not have been able to kill him.

Thinking up to this point, Chen Feng felt a sense of lingering fear.

"Huh?"

With a sudden thought, a book that was as thick as a finger appeared in Chen Feng's hand.

"Black Jade Hand, it's actually a secret scripture of the Black Jade Hand?" Chen Feng looked at the book in his hand and felt a sense of joy.

He had a deep understanding of the might of the "Black Jade Hand"; if it wasn't for the fact that his body's strength was comparable to a low grade spirit weapon, he would have absolutely been killed by Zhang Xing's palm strike.

In his previous life, Chen Feng had pursued supreme alchemy techniques. He did not have a deep understanding of offensive techniques. This was why, after Chen Feng had been reborn, as his cultivation had increased, his attacks had become more and more single-minded.

Currently, the only thing that could be used was the "Big Dipper Sword Art". Nothing else could be used on the stage.

Needless to say, there were many ways for organized people to obtain beast cores. The amount of beast cores collected in Zhang Xing's storage ring was actually a lot more than what Chen Feng had collected after gathering many cultivators.

One must know that on the first floor of the Ten Thousand Beast Tower, Chen Feng had collected over a hundred storage rings of dead cultivators. Those cultivators were all Exemplary stage experts.

"It looks like I'll be able to firmly enter the top hundred this time."

Chen Feng thought to himself as he kept the storage ring and did not look at it again.

This was because he felt a terrifying wave of energy forming in the sky above his head.

"Riiiiip."

As the fluctuation became increasingly stronger, a black spatial crack suddenly appeared in the sky. Wave after wave of hollow Qi spread out from the crack.

"Is it time?"

Chen Feng looked at the world beneath the snow mountain with some regret.

He had obviously passed the fourth floor's test. As long as he spent more time, he might be able to find the stairs to the fifth floor.

From ancient times until now, the number of people who could enter the fifth level during the Azure Continent's Large Competition could be counted with one hand. These people, without exception, later became a great existence in the world of cultivation.

If Chen Feng was able to enter the fifth floor, then he would immediately be classified as a genius that determined the outcome. From then on, he would be roped in by countless forces.

This was extremely important to Chen Feng, who urgently needed his strength to increase.

However, this idea only lingered in Chen Feng's mind for a moment before disappearing.

With his current condition, not to mention climbing up to the fifth floor, it would be hard even to go down this snowy mountain.

Since he was unable to achieve such a feat, it meant that the time had yet to come. Chen Feng had a premonition. Ever since he had comprehended that sliver of the laws of lightning, he had an inexplicable connection with the Ten Thousand Beast Tower. One day, he would return here.

With that thought, the regret in Chen Feng's heart disappeared. He raised a bit of primeval essence that he had just recovered and threw it towards the space crack.

"Whooosh."

The spacial rifts closed silently, not making a sound at all.

However, Chen Feng did not know that after the spatial cracks closed, a figure suddenly appeared on top of this snowy mountain.

The figure was very faint. He quietly stood at the summit and raised his head to look at where the crack had appeared, as if he was thinking about something.

After a long while, he let out a long sigh, as if he was talking to himself, and said in a low voice: "I thought that my inheritance would end, but I didn't think that there would be such an interesting person. Fine, I'll wait for you for a few more years. With this, this remnant soul should still be able to persevere for a few more days. "

With that, he stretched out his hand. On his palm, a white Nascent Soul was spinning. It was Zhang Xing.

If one looked closely, they would see that there were strands of energy above the Nascent Soul, filling the figure's body.

… ….

"Swish!"

A man and a beast appeared on a vast grassland. It was Chen Feng and Little Black.

"Look, another one has appeared!" A clamor sounded out. A large number of cultivators had already surrounded Chen Feng.

Most of these cultivators were at the late Nascent Soul stage. Occasionally, there would be some experts at the Awakening Realm mixed in.

"I presume these people are all cultivators that have yet to enter the Ten Thousand Beast Tower." Chen Feng thought to himself.

"Eh? Why was this person only at the middle level of the Nascent Soul Stage? Could it be that I went in with a strong warrior to pick up cheap? "

Suddenly, a cry of surprise rang out. Following that, Chen Feng discovered dozens of gazes filled with ill intentions.

"Brothers, this person must have obtained some extraordinary treasures after entering the Ten Thousand Beast Tower. We might as well kill him and divide up his belongings! "

A stocky man shouted in a low voice, his tone full of greed.

"Swish!"

Before he finished speaking, there were already people who could not help but bully him. The magic treasure in their hands aimed straight at Chen Feng's vitals.

This was a woman with a late Nascent Soul stage cultivation. She looked to be around 20 years old and had quite a bit of beauty.

"The most venomous woman's heart. That's the truth!" Chen Feng sighed lightly and gave a look to Blacky beside him.

"Aoouuu ~ ~ ~"

Blacky's lazy body suddenly stood up, and without even looking at the tiger claw, it swiped towards the female cultivator.

"Riiiiip."

A bloody light flashed. The female cultivator didn't even have time to scream before she was ripped into two by the black tiger. The only thing left was her nascent soul that frantically escaped from her body, fleeing backwards.

"Roaaaaaar!"

Blacky's mouth opened wide as a terrifying suction force came from its mouth, sucking in the Nascent Soul that was rapidly fleeing.

As the nascent soul screamed in panic and begged for mercy, the nascent soul was quickly sucked into Blacky's mouth.

Crack... Crack...

A series of crisp chewing sounds rang out. Blacky seemed to be chewing slowly, as if it was doing it on purpose.

While he was chewing, the people around him seemed to be able to hear cries for help coming from the mouth of the tiger.

"This is too cruel!"

At this moment, everyone felt a chill down their spine. The gazes they used to look at Chen Feng and Blacky were also filled with fear.

Especially the burly man who suggested earlier. He looked at Blacky in terror and his legs trembled.

At this moment, everyone understood one thing.

How could it be simple for someone to enter or leave the Ten Thousand Beast Tower?