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Two full hours passed before Ye Ning finally woke up.
With the help of the Revitalization Pill and Ye Feng's spiritual energy, her internal injuries had completely healed!
"Brother Ye Feng!" Ye Ning turned to look at the exhausted Ye Feng, tears welling in her eyes, unsure of what to say.
"It's all Ning Er's fault; Ning Er has dragged you down!" Ye Ning lowered her head, looking remorseful.
"Silly girl!" Ye Feng smiled. He was greatly drained of spiritual energy, and waves of dizziness occasionally swept through his mind.
"Ye Ning, are you alright? Brother Ye saw you fall off the cliff and jumped down without a second thought. But don’t worry, those who bullied you have already been dealt with by Brother Ye!" Chen Xiaobing hurried over, taking Ye Ning's hand as he spoke.
"Brother Ye Feng, you're so foolish! Why did you jump down with Ning Er? If it weren't for me, you wouldn't have had so many concerns. They definitely wouldn't have been able to catch you!" Ye Ning cried as she spoke to Ye Feng.
"What are you saying? I, Ye Feng, cultivated my abilities for the sake of protecting my family and friends from being bullied. If anything happened to you, I would never forgive myself!" Ye Feng said seriously.
"But..." Ye Ning choked on her words.
"There’s no 'but.' Ning Er, if it weren't for your care, my father would have probably starved long ago, and Chen Brother wouldn’t have entered the Fengyu Holy Institute to cultivate. Our family owes you too much; I will do everything I can to ensure your safety!" Ye Feng interrupted firmly.
Ye Ning obediently nodded, looking around at the gloomy and damp surroundings. She frowned and said, "Brother Ye Feng, how do we get out of here?"
Ye Feng stood up from the ground and furrowed his brows as he surveyed the area.
Chen Xiaobing promptly lit a torch to illuminate their surroundings.
The cliffs on both sides rose over a hundred feet high, straight and smooth, with no footholds to leverage. Given Ye Feng's current cultivation level, climbing up would be extremely difficult.
At the Cliff Top, two faint lights were barely visible. Ning Hong and the others had lit torches at the head of the Iron Chain Bridge, which had not yet extinguished. In the dim light, five or six thick iron chains could be seen connecting both sides of the cliff.
"We are currently right below the Iron Chain Bridge, but climbing back up is nearly impossible!" Ye Feng observed for a while and shook his head. "I'm afraid we need to look for other exits at the bottom of the cliff!"
Chen Xiaobing nodded in agreement. "Brother Ye is right. The area at the bottom of the cliff isn't large; we might as well split up and search. There could be another way out!"
"Then it's settled. If you encounter any danger, don't hesitate to call for help immediately. I can still reach you in time from this distance!" Ye Feng concurred with Chen Xiaobing's suggestion.
The three discussed their strategy and separated into three directions to explore around the base of the cliff.
Before long, they had searched the entire area at the bottom of the cliff but still found no passage to escape.
"Brother Ye, come quickly! This... this looks like a coffin!"
Chen Xiaobing's voice called out from not far away. Ye Feng's heart tightened, and he quickly moved toward the direction of the sound.
In the center of the cliff's base, Chen Xiaobing was curiously holding a fire stick, examining a gray stone coffin in front of him.
Ye Feng was still some distance away from the coffin when his instincts subconsciously scanned the area first!
"This... this is!" Ye Feng suddenly halted, trembling as he stopped more than ten yards away from the coffin.
From that unknown stone coffin not far away, an extremely terrifying and powerful force surged forth, forcing him back.
Unaware of any strange occurrences, Chen Xiaobing continued to carefully observe the coffin in place, while Ye Ning quickly rushed over after hearing the commotion.
"Xiao Bing, Ye Ning, quickly get away from that stone coffin!" Ye Feng exclaimed. At the same time, Chen Xiaobing swiftly turned around, grabbing the rushing Ye Ning and fleeing towards Ye Feng.
Just as the three of them gathered together, a somewhat frivolous voice suddenly appeared in their ears.
"You dare to approach the coffin of the Female Demon Lord? Are you looking to die?"
The voice was elusive, seemingly coming from all directions, with no trace to be found.
"Who are you? Why are you trying to scare us here?" Ye Feng asked as he avoided the stone coffin and searched for the source of the voice. After a long while without any discovery, he finally couldn't help but ask in a deep voice.
"Who is the Old Man?" The voice sneered. "You have no right to know who the Old Man is. The Old Man just wants to tell you that there is a great figure imprisoned inside that stone coffin. If you want to live, it's best not to provoke it!"
What arrogance! Who could this be, completely disregarding him, a martial artist of the Origin Martial Realm?
"Perhaps it's some senior who has been hiding in this Underground Ancient City!" Ye Feng pondered for a moment. He estimated that the person speaking from the shadows must know this place well, so he cupped his hands and asked, "Since you don't want us to touch that stone coffin, it seems you also don't wish to see us die here. In that case, could you please point us in a direction to escape? We will surely repay your kindness in the future if we have the chance!"
Ye Feng's tone was respectful. The owner of the voice paused for a moment. He hadn't intended to pay much attention to these intruders; he had merely pointed out the coffin's danger out of boredom. Unexpectedly, these youngsters were not foolish; they recognized he meant no harm and noticed he had been living here for a long time and knew the surroundings well, so they specifically sought his help.
"Hmph, your words are somewhat pleasing. However, you should have already investigated this place; it is a dead end surrounded by cliffs over a hundred feet high. Without the ability to fly, you won't be able to leave here. Your cultivation level is simply too low; let alone flying, even true experts capable of flight would not have been seen here. Don't waste your efforts; there is no water source or anything here. You might as well save your strength and wait for death!"
Ye Feng was taken aback upon hearing this, and his expression immediately turned grim.
Ye Ning and Chen Xiaobing were even more panicked, especially Ye Ning, who burst into tears after hearing what the mysterious voice had said.
"It's all my fault, it's all my fault! If it weren't for me, Brother Ye Feng wouldn't have fallen down with me. Now look, we're both going to die here!"
Ye Ning cried with tears streaming down her face, feeling utterly heartbroken. Chen Xiaobing also looked somber; facing death, the belief in their survival crumbled.
Ye Feng slowly walked over to Ye Ning and pulled her into his arms, softly comforting her, "Ning Er, don't worry. With your brother here, nothing will happen to you. There’s always a way out; I refuse to believe that I, Ye Feng, will die in this godforsaken place!"
Ye Feng's words deeply moved Ye Ning. She looked up at him, choking back her sobs and said, "Brother Ye Feng, Ning Er isn't afraid of dying. As long as I can be with you, even if it's the Mountain of Blades and Sea of Flames, I'm not scared!"
"Silly Ning Er, how could I let you go to the Mountain of Blades and Sea of Flames with me around?" Ye Feng affectionately pinched Ye Ning's little nose and gently said, "You just wait here obediently while I think of a way!"
Chen Xiaobing silently watched the close bond between the siblings, feeling a mix of envy and jealousy that was hard to articulate.
"What am I thinking? Ning Er is Brother Ye's cousin; they share a deep sibling bond. Why am I feeling jealous of Ning Er?"
Chen Xiaobing shook her head with a hint of amusement. When she looked up at Ye Feng again, she found him standing before a cliff wall, staring at its smooth surface, lost in thought.
"Miss Chen, please take care of Ning Er here while I see if I can climb up!" Ye Feng turned back to instruct her without waiting for Chen Xiaobing's response. He suddenly shook his hands.
Eighteen blood-red Blood Pattern Steel needles shot out from his sleeves and hovered around him!
"This... this is the hidden weapon used to kill those from the Ning Family! But how are they floating in mid-air? Is there some fine thread holding them?" Chen Xiaobing stared in astonishment at Ye Feng manipulating the Blood Pattern Steel as if performing magic.
"Hey, what does this kid want to do?" The owner of a mysterious voice also noticed the peculiar changes happening with Ye Feng!
After summoning the Blood Pattern Needles, Ye Feng measured the height of the cliff and recalled how he had climbed up the cliff back at Flame Gorge using Zhao Wan's palm strength.
With his legs slightly bent, Ye Feng suddenly sprang up, simultaneously raising his right hand in a palm strike towards the ground.
"Tide Sound Palm!!"
With the rebound force of the triple Tide Sound Palm and his own jumping power, Ye Feng soared into the air like an arrow released from a bow, reaching nearly ten zhang.
As his upward momentum was about to end and he was about to fall, Ye Feng abruptly raised his right hand, pointing at the cliff wall beside him.
"Whoosh!" A Blood Pattern Needle that had been hovering nearby shot out, embedding itself firmly into the cliff wall, with about three inches of the needle protruding!
Ye Feng lightly stepped on the tip of the Blood Pattern Needle and leaped again.
As his upward force began to wane, Ye Feng repeated his previous technique, shooting out another Blood Pattern Needle and using it as a springboard to leap high once more.
After three such attempts with a total of eighteen Blood Pattern Needles, he had ascended over eighty zhang and could clearly see the Iron Chain Bridge hanging on either side of the cliff!
Just at this critical moment, however, Ye Feng's spiritual energy and Vital Energy were completely exhausted, leaving him unable to control the flying needles for further jumps.
With no other choice, Ye Feng executed the Wind Chaser Step, slowly descending from the height while stepping on the needles.
After retrieving the Blood Pattern Steel, Ye Feng sat cross-legged to gradually recover his internal spiritual energy.
Ye Ning and Chen Xiaobing stared at Ye Feng in astonishment; they never expected that he could climb a steep cliff nearly eighty zhang high all by himself.
"What a pity. If only my Innate Spirit Summoning Technique could be cultivated to the second level, allowing me to enter the Refining Qi Second Layer, my spiritual energy would be sufficient to help me control the needles and jump up the cliff!" After recovering, Ye Feng sighed softly.
What Ye Feng did not expect was that his actions not only shocked Ye Ning and Chen Xiaobing, but also made the owner of the mysterious voice look at him with new eyes.
"Knowing that it is impossible to climb the cliff, yet still persistently trying, this perseverance and belief are far beyond what ordinary people can compare!"
"What's even more precious is that although the little brat has low cultivation, his ability to manipulate Blood Pattern Steel is clearly Divine Soul Power. At such a young age, he has cultivated Divine Soul Power to such a powerful level and uses it skillfully. Even Old Man back in the day would probably have been inferior!"
"Could it be that this kid is a rare Divine Warrior? The hallmark of a Divine Warrior is a strong Divine Soul, which allows them to accomplish many incredible feats. Such warriors are much stronger than ordinary ones and are rarely seen in a millennium. If this kid truly has the potential to become a Divine Warrior, perhaps Old Man's dark days could come to an end!"
Thinking of this, the owner of the mysterious voice no longer hesitated and transformed into a streak of light, rushing straight toward Ye Feng.
Upon noticing the streak of light, Ye Feng was taken aback. Just as he was about to take action to stop it, he realized that the light posed no threat to him; it merely transformed into a ring that appeared on his finger.
"What is this..." The suddenly appearing ring left Ye Feng completely stunned.
The ring was ancient and dull, made from an unknown material, emanating various mysterious energies.
"No matter what it is, I should take it off first!" Ye Feng felt a sense of caution and was about to reach for the ring.
"Brat, don't panic!" The mysterious voice reappeared, but this time Ye Feng could clearly feel that the voice was coming from the strange ring on his finger.
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