Jumping off from the crack of the fifth floor, Ye Feng had been wandering on the sixth floor for a day. But he didn't find anything, and there was not even a trace of life.

He even boldly swept his early mental power at the Saint level in the sixth level, but still found nothing...

Throughout the day, he also turned the sixth floor around, with nothing but endless cemeteries. The same is that these cemeteries are all small graves, no tombstones, and no epitaphs.

What made him feel most regretful was that the sixth floor was already the last floor, and he could not find the entrance to the seventh floor. After three sweeps, he was very sure that there was no seventh floor at all, and this was the end point.

Although he didn't notice it at all, Ye Feng still maintained the vigilance he should have because this place was too weird.

Everything around was black, including the land under your feet and the cliffs on both sides, all of which were pitch black.

What Ye Feng cares most was that the soil on the small graves was actually soft, as if it had been raked by someone.

"What's going on here?" Ye Feng frowned slightly.

Ye Feng explored the power of his soul into the world, hoping that those experienced strong people could answer it for him.

"Lord Lord, I'm not sure what you just described. Can you take me out and see with your own eyes?" A peak-level strong man at the Saint Emperor level bowed slightly at Ye Feng. His name was Stark, and he was a knowledgeable guy. Although he was only at the peak-level cultivation level of the Saint Emperor level. Stark can easily kill mid-level strong men at the Saint Emperor level and even defeat most late-level strong men at the Saint Emperor level.

Ye Feng's soul power has now broken through to the early stage of the Saint level, and is extremely close to the middle stage, which is enough to support the summoning of Stark for one and a half hours.

After summoning Stark, Ye Feng frowned when he saw the place in front of him.

Stark bent down and picked up a handful of soil, pinched a small hand with his other hand, rubbed it between his fingers for a moment. Then he looked at his fingers, which turned out to be slightly blood-red.

Stark smelled his fingers and his brows frowned even tighter.

"What's wrong?" Ye Feng felt even more uneasy.

"Lord Lord, if I guess correctly, this should be the land of the undead. In order to make sure, I need to dig out a few corpses to see." Stark did not explain much, looked up at the sky before continuing, "It's almost dark. The inspection must be completed before dark. If it's really the land of the undead, then Lord Lord should find a place to hide."

Ye Feng didn't ask too much because he knew it was almost dark and he had to hurry up.

The two walked to a small grave and dug it down.

The corpse was revealed, but it could no longer be called a corpse. It was completely a dead bone. The bodies of the powerful people of the Saint-level level were corroded into a dead bone, which shows how long it took.

But what made Ye Feng feel strange was that the dry bones were holding only a holy weapon in his hand. Although the holy weapon was incomplete.

Stark looked at the bone and the holy artifact carefully before walking towards another tomb.

The two of them quickly dug out another skeleton. After Stark observed it, he walked towards the third grave.

The two dug five graves, all of which were bones, and there was no trace of rotten meat left.

"This is indeed a place of the dead," Stark finally gave his own explanation. "Lord Lord, you can look at the scars on their bodies. The colors are different, and there are obviously new and old scars. And there are thousands of scars on each bone, which cannot be caused by being alive. This kind of Saint-level powerful man is difficult to get hurt by bones, and perhaps such heavy scars only appear once or twice in his life. Therefore, these scars should be caused by them after they become skeletons. Look at their weapons, each of them holds a weapon in their hands. Obviously, they are ready to fight at any time, and the gaps in the weapons are also different in depth, new and old. It means that after they become skeletons, they have fought with these weapons."

"Because we have experienced the undead state, I know that these guys are affected by the residual resentment and fighting will, and after countless battles, their combat power is extremely strong. Even if only the Saint-level strong people are buried here, they are afraid that they can kill the Supreme Saint-level strong people, so the Lord of the Realm should leave here as soon as possible. What's more, we don't know if there are corpses of the Supreme Saint-level strong people here." Stark dissuaded Ye Feng to leave.

"What did the undead fear?" Ye Feng seemed to have no intention of leaving.

"Natural light can greatly weaken their combat effectiveness, but it is not something you can deal with by the Lord of Realm." Stark said reluctantly.

"What else?" Ye Feng frowned slightly and asked.

"The powerful light-based holy light law, or the fire-based purification law, can be used to deal with the undead at the Saint-level, and the law cultivation level must at least reach the seventh level before it will be useful, but Lord Lord of the Realm, you are only the second level." Stark continued.

"Is there nothing else?" Ye Feng felt that Stark seemed to have reservations, "Stark, don't hide it from me. You can say anything in front of me."

Stark shook his head with a wry smile, "There are also the dark undead laws. You only need the sixth level strength to enslave the undead at the Saint-level. The reason why I don't say it is because it's useless to know that it's useless to say it."

"What treasure is there in the land of the undead?" Ye Feng seemed unwilling to give up.

"It should be nothing, because their armor and weapons are damaged so badly that the storage ring may be damaged in the battle." Stark naturally hoped that Ye Feng would leave this ghost place as soon as possible. "When night comes, these undead will be resurrected. They only have the consciousness of killing and have no other thoughts. Lord of the Realm should leave earlier."

"Wait, I remember that you would devour each other's souls to make yourself stronger. Are these guys the same?" Ye Feng asked.

"It should be true, depending on their bones." Stark nodded.

"Then after countless years of struggle, a wise guy should slowly evolve?" Ye Feng continued to ask.

"Yes..." Although Stark was reluctant, he couldn't deceive, "but if it didn't take long enough, it might not be."

"Then I'll hide tonight." Ye Feng seemed to have made up his mind not to leave, which made Stark speechless. He explained so much that he wanted Ye Feng to know the interests and let him leave this ghost place quickly, but Ye Feng's interest in this place became stronger and stronger.

"Master of the Realm, it's still time to leave here. It's going to be dark soon. It's too dangerous here." Stark made his final effort.

"You go back first, I will hide in Liuluan Palace, and then secretly observe the situation outside." Ye Feng said, sending Stark back to the realm, then walked to the center of the grave gathering place, took a look at the gradually darkening sky, and then opened Liuluan Palace and stepped in.
Chapter completed!