"Swish!"
Suddenly, a gust of wind flashed past. Chu Feng appeared like a phantom before the two gate guards. Before they could even perceive what was happening, the blade in Chu Feng's hand had already cleaved through the air, severing their heads.
Following that, Chu Feng and Zi Ling surged into the Fire God Mausoleum. Anyone they encountered—disciples or elders alike—met the same fate. None could escape; they were all killed by Chu Feng and Zi Ling before they could even let out a scream.
Before long, Chu Feng and Zi Ling had slain all one thousand and fifty-eight guardians of the Fire God Mausoleum.
Then, relying on the formidable abilities of Zi Ling, the blue-robed Spirit Realm Master, they broke through layers of prohibitive barriers, disarmed mechanisms, and effortlessly penetrated the core of the mausoleum—the underground palace.
"Truly wealthy people. Even their tomb is built this lavishly. The main structures of many third-rate forces aren't this grand."
Walking through the core area of the Fire God Mausoleum and gazing at the magnificent golden architecture and the exquisitely carved decorations, Chu Feng couldn't help but marvel.
Moreover, each tombstone in the mausoleum was a massive statue depicting the deceased's appearance. The tombstones also detailed the person's cultivation level, their position in the Fire God Gate, and their contributions to the sect.
"The bigger the force, the more they care about appearances. It's quite normal," Zi Ling explained.
Despite being only fifteen, this young girl possessed extremely mature intelligence and rich experience, in no way inferior to Chu Feng.
"Wow! So much delicious food, all fresh! Do they deliver it daily?"
Because the strength of the deceased outside wasn't particularly high, Chu Feng had no interest in their essence. Instead, the food placed before their tombstones caught his interest. He shamelessly reached out to grab some, walking, eating, tossing scraps aside, and grabbing more as he went.
"Stop eating. It's time to start work," Zi Ling suddenly said, her gaze fixed ahead.
At that moment, Chu Feng noticed an imposing gate had appeared before them. A formidable barrier was arranged upon it.
This barrier was powerful, clearly left by an expert. Even Zi Ling needed to set up a barrier array to open it.
"Don't worry, wifey, we have barrier stones." With a wave of his hand, Chu Feng produced a large handful of barrier stones. These items could enhance the power of a barrier array and open this massive gate faster.
Sure enough, under the mystifying barrier arts of Zi Ling and aided by Chu Feng's barrier stones, the imposing gate was soon opened.
"Wow!" As the gate swung open, a dazzling radiance flooded Chu Feng's vision. On the other side stood twenty-one tombstones.
Surrounding these twenty-one tombstones were streams of resplendent light—they were all Mystic Pearls, Yuan Pearls, and Spirit Pearls.
Among the three types, Mystic Pearls were the rarest, but there were at least four to five hundred thousand of them. Yuan Pearls numbered in the tens of millions, while Spirit Pearls were countless, numbering in the hundreds of millions.
These precious cultivation resources were spread flat across the ground, surrounding the ten tombstones and coffins.