944: Chapter 937: The Person Who Changed the Ancient Martial World’s Structure 944: Chapter 937: The Person Who Changed the Ancient Martial World’s Structure While disciples from Cloud Soaring Palace, Earth Demon Hall, Red Flame Valley, and Yun Tian Sect were navigating through the Desolate Maze, Ye Chenfeng, knowing the layout of the Ghost King Sect’s ruins from the diagrams in his mind, had already left the maze with Xia Zining.
The two of them moved effortlessly within the Ghost King Sect ruins.
Naturally, Ye Chenfeng had shared with Xia Zining the secret of possessing the layout diagrams, unraveling all the questions in her heart.
After leaving the Desolate Maze, they had passed through several perilous sections, and according to the layout diagrams in his mind, they were nearing the treasure trove inside the Ghost King Sect ruins.
Holding Xia Zining’s hand, she couldn’t help but ask, “Chenfeng, you said the people from the three sects are trapped in the Desolate Maze.
Do you think they might all die in there?”
As they walked and Ye Chenfeng surveyed their surroundings, he glanced at Xia Zining, who was showing a look of hatred, and replied, “Zining, I’m not very clear about the power of the Desolate Maze myself.
However, even if the people from the three sects manage to make it out alive, it’ll have given them quite a bit of trouble.”
Hearing this, Xia Zining involuntarily bit her lips, restrained her vengeful gaze, and asked again, “Chenfeng, what kind of treasures do you think are inside this Ghost King Sect ruin?
The Ghost King Sect was one of the top sects eight hundred years ago.”
Holding Xia Zining’s hand, Ye Chenfeng led her around a bend and casually remarked, “Want to know what treasures are in the Ghost King Sect ruins?
Aren’t we going to find out once we go inside?
We’re here.”
As they spoke, they came upon a thick stone door adorned with various exquisitely carved animals that seemed almost ready to break free from the stone.
When Ye Chenfeng stood before the stone door, the black gas inside his dantian began to stir.
Noticing this change, Ye Chenfeng slightly furrowed his brow.
Then, he raised his right hand and pushed against the thick stone door.
The moment Ye Chenfeng’s palm touched the stone door, the black gas from his dantian burst out, tightly wrapping around his right arm, and without him even exerting force, the stone door slowly moved aside.
After the stone door opened, the black gas engulfing Ye Chenfeng’s arm retracted back into his dantian.
Standing at the doorway, Ye Chenfeng and Xia Zining stared into the pitch-black space inside, unable to see clearly.
Thus, Ye Chenfeng tightened his hold on Xia Zining’s hand and said, “Zining, stay close to me.”
Xia Zining solemnly nodded her head.
Step by step, Ye Chenfeng and Xia Zining walked into the space behind the stone door.
As soon as they entered the black environment, they immediately heard “pop, pop, pop” sounds.
Then, the surroundings gradually lit up, revealing a grand hall with torches lining both sides which had just ignited automatically.
Ye Chenfeng and Xia Zining looked at the grand hall in front of them.
The hall was filled with various items.
In the left corner, there were two piles of gold bars over two meters high, while the right corner was filled with many precious medicinal herbs that, sadly, had been stored too long and were emitting a strong putrid smell.
Of course, the other corners of the grand hall were also filled with a variety of items, presumably the once-treasures of the Ghost King Sect.
After a quick scan of the surroundings, Ye Chenfeng and Xia Zining’s gaze fell on the very front of the hall’s center, where there was a pitch-black chair with a completely desiccated corpse seated upon it.
Ye Chenfeng and Xia Zining walked over to the corpse, and it was only upon approaching that they noticed two items resembling parchment in its hands.
Ye Chenfeng took these items from the corpse’s grasp and opened the first piece of parchment.
It read: “I, Yang Feipeng, Sect Master of the Ghost King Sect, never expected to meet such a bleak end.
If someone manages to come here, they must have mastered the Ghost King Thirteen Needles, and they would be the heir to my Ghost King Sect.
Originally, my Ghost King Sect was among the top forces, and I, Yang Feipeng, had almost stepped into the Transcendent Realm.
Just another decade, and I would have ascended to the Transcendent Realm, which only Ancient Martial Punishers through history have achieved.
After I was halfway into the Transcendent Realm, I shared this news with my close friend, Li Weichi, the Sect Leader of Cloud Soaring Palace.
Little did I know that Li Weichi harbored malevolent intentions, never regarding me as a brother, but rather envying my natural gifts.
Thus, Li Weichi made my advancement to the Transcendent Realm known to all, and even the Ancient Martial Punishers became aware.
In the Ancient Martial World, the Ancient Martial Punisher is the supreme being, and he does not tolerate any power that equals his.
Consequently, with the silent approval of the Ancient Martial Punisher, Cloud Soaring Palace, Earth Demon Hall, and Yun Tian Sect, along with a few minor sects, launched a heartless massacre against my Ghost King Sect.
At that time, only Red Flame Valley and a few other sects refrained from involving themselves in this matter.
Watching the Ghost King Sect being totally annihilated, how could I let those villains claim the riches of the Ghost King Sect?
Our sect was meticulously designed at its foundation; by activating the Array Eyes of the Ghost King Sect’s main hall, all our buildings would instantly sink deep underground.
I also arranged for some disciples to secretly leave and took with them the manuals of the Ghost King Thirteen Needles, ensuring that anyone who masters them will undoubtedly gain the most precious treasures of our sect.
My sole request is that someone takes revenge for the disciples of the Ghost King Sect and sends those from Cloud Soaring Palace, Earth Demon Hall, and Yun Tian Sect to meet the King of Hell.
If possible, it would be best to kill the Ancient Martial Punisher as well, as he fails to impart fair judgment within the Ancient Martial World.”
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Ye Chenfeng and Xia Zining read the will left on the first parchment, realizing that the corpse sitting on the chair must be Yang Feipeng, the former Sect Master of the Ghost King Sect.
To think Yang Feipeng had almost stepped into the Transcendent Realm, and such secrets had been preserved during the massacre of the Ghost King Sect years ago.
“Chenfeng, it seems that the Ghost King Sect was not only among the top forces back then but was nearly the foremost sect.
If Yang Feipeng had truly ascended to the Transcendent Realm, the whole landscape of the Ancient Martial World would have changed, and the Ancient Martial Punisher would no longer be the highest authority,” sighed Xia Zining.
Ye Chenfeng silently nodded.
He had some connections with the Ghost King Sect, and now held some grievances with Cloud Soaring Palace, Earth Demon Hall, and Yun Tian Sect.
If he could eliminate these three sects, he surely would, but as for killing the Ancient Martial Punisher?
Ye Chenfeng was not yet capable of that!
Seeing Ye Chenfeng silent, Xia Zining suddenly recalled all that he had been through, which she could only describe as a “miracle.” Now that Ye Chenfeng had come to the treasure site of the Ghost King Sect and learned its secrets, could it be a sign that he might change the landscape of the Ancient Martial World?
Xia Zining believed that given enough time, Ye Chenfeng’s strength might indeed surpass that of the Ancient Martial Punisher.
“Chenfeng, I think you might just be the one to change the dynamics of the Ancient Martial World.
One day, the entire Ancient Martial World might heed your command,” Xia Zining’s eyes grew more resolute, her tone utterly positive.
…(To be continued.
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