Chapter 42

Yefeng was naturally not one to be outdone. He waved his fingers, which were adorned with several storage spirit rings, and rows of weapons and armors were swiftly stored away.

A few minutes later, the second stone chamber was also left empty.

"There's still the third stone chamber."

Yefeng and Uncle Scarface continued to delve deeper.

They now stood at the entrance of the third stone chamber, but the entrance was blocked by a massive bronze door.

The bronze door weighed thousands of catties and required a key to open.

"I'll do it!"

Uncle Scarface roared, drawing the butcher's knife from his waist. A surging demonic aura enveloped him, and a powerful beam of demonic light instantly struck the massive bronze door.

"Thud!"

However, the massive bronze door merely emitted a dull metallic sound, leaving only a shallow knife mark on its glossy surface.

"What? My family heirloom butcher's knife can't even cut through it?"

Uncle Scarface was dumbfounded and couldn't help but shout, "Feng, think of a way! The third stone chamber, guarded by such a hard bronze door, must contain incredibly precious treasures!"

Uncle Scarface's eyes were red with excitement and urgency.

"I'll give it a try."

Yefeng drew the rusty sword, releasing the Sword King's sword intent, which forged a cold sword beam that struck the bronze door.

"Clang!"

But the result was the same as Uncle Scarface's; it only left a shallow sword mark.

"This bronze door is too hard. I'll have to try something else!"

Yefeng communicated with the spatial essence seed within his body and drew a line in the air toward the bronze door.

"Crack!"

A cold, dark spatial crack appeared, like the sharpest divine weapon in the world, instantly slicing the bronze door into two halves without any hesitation.

"The power of space is indeed terrifying!" Yefeng was shaken.

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"Such a terrifying spatial crack! You really have grasped the legendary power of space! This is too overpowered!"

Uncle Scarface's rugged face was stunned, his eyes wide with shock. "A place like the Great Yan Dynasty shouldn't have someone like you!"

At this moment, although the bronze door had been cut in half by the spatial crack, it hadn't fallen. Only a thin line of a gap appeared in the middle.

Through that gap, the two of them saw a black skeleton sitting cross-legged in the third stone chamber.

In front of the black skeleton were three ancient stone boxes, their contents unknown.

"Is this the place where the Demon Blood Sect's Demon Lord fell?"

Uncle Scarface suddenly exclaimed, "Feng, did you see those three stone boxes? They must be the inheritance of the Demon Lord. Quickly use the spatial crack to completely shatter this bronze door, and let's go in! This is a great opportunity!"

At this moment, Uncle Scarface was extremely excited, his eyes burning with enthusiasm as he looked through the gap in the bronze door.

Yefeng also saw it, but his voice was heavy. "The Demon Blood Sect built the Demon City to revive their Demon Lord. Last time, just a mark of the Demon Lord left me in a sorry state. This is the Demon Lord's inheritance place, so we should be careful."

"Feng, I can't guarantee anything else, but no matter how powerful the Demon Lord is, you can rest assured."

Uncle Scarface suddenly spoke, a confident smile on his face. He waved the butcher's knife in his hand. "This knife of mine specifically counters any existence in the demonic path."

"Really?"

Yefeng stared at Uncle Scarface, his eyes filled with doubt. "Don't trick me. If something strange happens in the Demon Lord's inheritance place, I'll be the first to run, and I won't care about you."

"Trust me."

Uncle Scarface gave Yefeng a reassuring look.

Yefeng nodded.

Buzz!

He communicated with the spatial essence seed within his body and quickly drew lines in the air toward the bronze door.

"Crack!"

"Crack!"

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Each time Yefeng drew a line, a cold, dark spatial crack appeared, cutting the bronze door into more and more transparent gaps.

"If my understanding of the spatial essence were a bit higher, each time I drew a line, it wouldn't just be one spatial crack, but two, or even three."

Yefeng thought to himself.

If one day he reached the pinnacle of understanding the spatial essence, with a single wave of his hand, dozens or even thousands of spatial cracks would appear.

Just thinking about that scene was terrifying!

"Boom!"

At this moment, after Yefeng had used the spatial crack to cut the bronze door more than ten times,

the entire bronze door was shattered.

"Boom!"

Yefeng punched out with a powerful burst of true qi, shattering the bronze door, sending countless bronze fragments flying.

"Swish! Swish!"

The two of them stepped into the third stone chamber, the last one.

The entire large stone chamber was empty, with only the mysterious black skeleton sitting cross-legged in the center.

In front of the black skeleton were three stone boxes.

Yefeng walked forward, preparing to see what was inside the three stone boxes.

"Be careful, it might be a trap."

Uncle Scarface held him back and took out a small wooden puppet from his pocket, inserting an exquisite spirit stone into a slot on the puppet's back.

"Click! Click..."

The palm-sized wooden puppet began to walk, heading toward the stone boxes.

"This is a legendary puppet, and you have one?" Yefeng's eyes lit up as he stared at Uncle Scarface, watching the puppet walk step by step.

This Uncle Scarface was becoming more and more mysterious, with many tricks up his sleeve.

"Cough, cough."

Uncle Scarface cleared his throat. "Back in my early days of wandering, I collected some small trinkets. I didn't expect them to come in handy today."

As he spoke, he clutched the bag of holding in his chest, as if afraid Yefeng would steal it.

"Crack."

At this moment, the small wooden puppet reached the first stone box and opened it.

Yefeng and Uncle Scarface looked over and saw an ancient book lying quietly inside the first stone box.

"True Demon Body"

Four large characters were written on the cover of the book.

Uncle Scarface walked over, put the book in his pocket, and said, "It seems this is the Demon Lord's inheritance. I'll take it. You probably don't need the demonic inheritance of the Demon Lord."

Yefeng nodded. He indeed didn't need it. The demonic inheritance might be very precious to others, but for Yefeng, who possessed the unique Creation Divine Technique of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, he had no interest in the demonic inheritance.

"Then the contents of the second stone box are mine."

Yefeng said this, and Uncle Scarface nodded. "I came here mainly for the Demon Lord's inheritance, this 'True Demon Body.' When cultivated to perfection, it can condense a true demon body, making the body as powerful as the ancient true demons. Whatever is in the second box, Feng, you can take it."