Chu Feng and the others followed the map all the way, arriving at the so-called graveyard just before nightfall.
The graveyard had already been opened; despite the crowds still pouring in, no experts of the Yuan Wu realm could be seen, indicating that the top-tier powerhouses had already entered.
"All we can get are leftovers?" Seeing this scene, many felt a bit disheartened.
"If we don't hurry in, we might not even see a grain of rice." Chu Feng chuckled nonchalantly and led the charge inside.
The graveyard was built beneath the desert, its scale far beyond imagination; the wide passage on both sides was lined with luminous stones, making the mystic‑stone road shine as bright as daylight.
Less than fifty meters down the passage, a circular hall appeared, brilliantly lit, golden and splendid, extremely beautiful—Chu Feng had never seen such luxurious interior decoration.
But this circular hall was not the end; instead, dozens of passages branched off from it, each deep and seemingly endless.
"Chu Feng, which way should we go?" Gazing at the maze‑like passages, Su Mei and the others turned their eyes to Chu Feng; with his mental power, he had become the backbone of the group.
"These passages are too deep to probe; we can only rely on luck."
Chu Feng shook his head helplessly, but without hesitation he picked a passage at random and rushed in, with Su Mei and the others following close behind.
Not long after entering the passage, they saw many doors on both sides, some already opened, revealing piles of spirit medicine inside, while people inside the rooms fought over the herbs.
"Come, open this one."
Chu Feng spread his mental power, spotted the sturdiest dark‑iron door, approached it and, without a word, unleashed the second form of the Thunder Three Forms; a bolt of lightning flashed and the lock shattered.
"Bang"
The moment the dark‑iron door swung open, a wave of spiritual energy rushed out—earth spirit medicine, heaven spirit medicine, immortal spirit medicine, everything imaginable, thousands of plants neatly arranged on racks.
"This isn't a graveyard; it's practically a treasure vault!"
Everyone rejoiced, knowing they were about to strike it rich, for rooms like this surely numbered in the dozens along the passage.
"White Dragon, White Tiger, Ye Taozi, Zhang Tingzi, you four guard the entrance; Bai Tong, Su Mei, the three of us will collect the herbs."
With that, Chu Feng, Su Mei, and Bai Tong rushed in, grabbed their universe bags, and began hoarding the spirit medicines indiscriminately, low‑grade or high‑grade, letting none slip by.
"Move aside, or I'll kill you."
"This room is ours; we opened it, so the herbs belong to us."
"Nonsense, everything here is ownerless; you claim it's yours just because you say so."
Just then a fierce shout came from the doorway; looking over, they saw Dragon Brother Tiger Brother and their allies already brawling with a group of burly men.
These burly men’s affiliation was unknown, but their strength was formidable—five of them had reached Spirit Martial Seventh Stage, already suppressing Dragon Brother Tiger Brother and company.