Chapter 1262 Not an Enemy
After Chen Yang woke up, the pain in his back still lingered.
"It seems this cultivation technique cannot be learned blindly!"
Chen Yang emerged from the Nascent Soul Spirit Marrow, changed his clothes, and then leaped out of the bronze cauldron.
Upon exiting, Chen Yang saw Bei Xuan lying on the ground and quickly went over.
"What are you doing?"
Startled by the sudden voice, Bei Xuan shivered and scrambled forward several steps.
Realizing it was Chen Yang, he immediately turned his head, stared at Chen Yang with wide eyes, and said angrily, "Can't you make a sound? You scared me to death!"
Saying that, he handed what he was holding to Chen Yang.
Chen Yang then noticed that Bei Xuan was holding the feathers that the Winged God had dropped earlier.
Chen Yang took the items, kneaded them repeatedly, and immediately discovered that the hardness of the feathers was even greater than some forged items.
"If these things were made into clothes, they should be able to withstand attacks from the ninth level of the Core Fusion realm, right?" Bei Xuan saw that Chen Yang had a general idea of what he wanted to do and explained with a smile.
Hearing this answer, Chen Yang shook his head bitterly, "What are you thinking about in that head of yours?"
"These feathers, if I'm not mistaken, should only belong to the Wing Tribe, right?"
"If the Wing Tribe saw feathers of this strength, what do you think they would think?"
"Isn't this like sticking a big sign on your head that says, 'I killed the Winged God'?"
As soon as Chen Yang finished speaking, Bei Xuan rolled his eyes. "Are you saying my brain is really that foolish?"
"I've already thought of all the things you're thinking of."
"They can be used as padding!"
"Moreover, I think these things should be given to the younger generation of the Human Tribe, or used as prizes?"
"Your special class has been running for so long, and you haven't given out any good things, have you?"
Bei Xuan's words struck a chord with Chen Yang.
The special class certainly didn't lack spirit stones and pills, but neither did the other classes.
Chen Yang had been wondering what to use to stimulate these people's competitive spirit. Establishing a special class wasn't meant for them to become complacent.
After they had collected all the surrounding feathers, Bei Xuan looked up at the strange phenomena around them and said wearily, "What is this place used for?"
"Who released the news about the Nascent Soul Graveyard?"
"Even the Three Emperors and Buddhas believed this place was the Nascent Soul Graveyard!"
To lure so many peak Core Fusion realm cultivators here, regardless of whether it was a scam in the end, the perpetrator's methods were indeed ingenious.
Just as the two were about to explore the area, they both suddenly felt a peculiar sensation and looked up at the sky simultaneously.
When half an eye appeared in the sky, both of them were stunned.
That half an eye was like an all-seeing, all-knowing eye.
It could see through everyone's inner thoughts!
Chen Yang found that everything about him was being scrutinized.
And the most fatal aspect of this feeling was that he couldn't escape it.
As this half an eye appeared, all the anomalies in the space began to change.
All the anomalies stopped fighting and moved towards that eye.
At the same time, Chen Yang noticed that the surrounding environment had changed.
Everything turned into nothingness!
It was like a chaotic space!
"Bei Xuan… we need to go!" A sense of foreboding rose in Chen Yang's heart.
If they stayed here, it would be difficult to get out!
However, Bei Xuan, who was beside him, did not reply.
Chen Yang quickly turned his head and saw that Bei Xuan had collapsed on the ground at some point.
"Bei Xuan!"
Chen Yang's eyes widened. Just as he was about to put Bei Xuan into the bronze cauldron, a figure suddenly appeared in front of him.
The figure's appearance was constantly changing, with the most prominent face appearing to be one that did not exist in this world.
He was a combination of chaos and order, an indescribable visage.
"Chen Yang."
Though it were just two simple words, in Chen Yang's ears, they carried myriad changing voices.
There were the voices of children, old people, men, and women.
Chen Yang forced himself to calm down and asked warily, "Who are you…"
But before the other party could speak, Chen Yang suddenly recalled something.
This feeling… he had experienced it before!
It was when he entered this space!
The moment he killed the bloody figure!
Was this person the one hidden behind the scenes, who had never revealed himself?
A peak Core Fusion realm cultivator?
Chen Yang slowly shook his head. Based on the various abilities the other party displayed, he was definitely far more than just a Core Fusion realm cultivator.
"I… I don't know who I am?"
"But, it seems you already have your own answer?"
After the other party answered his question, seeing that Chen Yang remained silent, he continued, "I need the bronze cauldron, but… it seems you have already absorbed it."
Seeing that the other party was directly asking for the bronze cauldron, Chen Yang immediately became extremely alert.
Chen Yang eyed the other party warily, his mind racing to figure out how to escape or how to kill him… could he really kill him?
A being that might be in the Nascent Soul realm, or even stronger, wanted his bronze cauldron. Could he really resist him?
Even if he consumed countless spirit stones, and all the blood in his body was replaced by spiritual energy, could he deal with this opponent?
Chen Yang fell into a moment of silence.
The chance of success was almost zero.
But Chen Yang did not give up, not just for the sake of the people of the Hope Land.
In his heart, he had his loved ones and family whom he was worried about!
Just as Chen Yang was contemplating how to use all his trump cards, the mysterious man standing opposite him said, "You don't need to be hostile towards me. I'm not here to fight for the bronze cauldron; that thing was never mine to begin with."
"Jiang Jiantao lent it to me."
"You and he are both from the Human Tribe. Now that the item has been returned to you, I have also kept my promise."
"Do you understand promises? Jiang Jiantao told me that you are also from the Human Tribe, so you should understand."
Hearing this, Chen Yang almost didn't react.
Did this person before him know Jiang Jiantao?
And the bronze cauldron was given to him by Jiang Jiantao?
A myriad of questions surged in Chen Yang's mind.
Who exactly was this person before him?
What was his relationship with Jiang Jiantao?
Why would Jiang Jiantao give such an important bronze cauldron to him?
If it were someone else who didn't understand the bronze cauldron's purpose, it would be understandable. But it was Jiang Jiantao, an ancient martial artist who was among the first to awaken.
He had caused so much trouble in the Underworld; how could he not know what the bronze cauldron was?
Just as Chen Yang was filled with doubts, the other party's voice suddenly deepened, "Is he truly dead?"