Casually tossed Wang Bodang’s corpse to the side.

It happened to fall right next to Sima Xu.

As fate would have it, the two geniuses from the West Sword Domain who had once provoked Ling Feng now lay dead together, ensuring they wouldn’t be lonely on the road to the Netherworld.

Taking a deep breath, Ling Feng sensed that his two major Sword Intents had finally made a breakthrough, advancing from the Early Stage of Small Perfection to the Middle Stage of Small Perfection.

"Heavenly Seizing Sword Technique," truly a divine skill created by an Ancestor Level expert—it’s indeed domineering and powerful!

Quickly, Ling Feng took the Spirit Storage Ring, Treasure Armor, and swords from Wang Bodang’s body, stored them in his own Spirit Storage Ring, and vanished swiftly with the Despicable Donkey.

This was not a place to linger.

...

A short while later.

Xu Jie and Song Yang rushed over, but all they found was Wang Bodang’s body.

"What happened, how did Wang Bodang die here?"

Xu Jie’s expression changed slightly; Wang Bodang was the fastest, so he arrived first, but even then, he was only about thirty breaths ahead.

To silently dispatch Wang Bodang within the short span of thirty breaths, just how strong was the opponent?

Or perhaps the opponent wasn’t even human?

This was the fourth layer of the Xuanjian Underground Palace, filled with various dangers everywhere. If Wang Bodang was killed so easily here, if they continued deeper, they might follow in Wang Bodang’s footsteps.

"Brother Song, this time I, Mr. Xu, won’t compete with you. I’ll leave the treasure for you. Farewell!"

Xu Jie’s throat was dry, his mouth twitching slightly, as he immediately retreated swiftly.

Song Yang snorted coldly, his face pale, and said in a deep voice, "This treasure is for you. I’m not staying!"

Both masters, frightened by the sight of Wang Bodang’s death, were filled with fear and quickly fled, not daring to delve further.

...

On another side.

"Hahaha, I’ve really hit the jackpot this time!"

Ling Feng’s heart was filled with joy. Setting aside other gains, the mountain of Sword Soul Crystals was undoubtedly the biggest reward of this venture.

Of course, there was also an Ancestor Level divine skill, "Heavenly Seizing Sword Technique."

With these two gains, Ling Feng was confident he could elevate his Sword Intent to the level of Great Perfection in a short time.

Once the Reincarnation Sword Intent reached the level of Great Perfection, he could then cultivate the "Reincarnation Technique" and command the corpses of twelve ancient Great Emperors, making them his subordinates!

These Emperor Strong entities, even the weakest of them, were likely equivalent to a current Eighth Layer or higher High-level Emperor.

Soon, Ling Feng finally found the exit and left the Xuanjian Underground Palace. Considering the days, it had been about seven or eight days since the Xuanjian Underground Palace was opened.

The Sunset Ancient City would remain open for a month, which meant he had about twenty days left to explore this layer of space.

But for Ling Feng, even if he found nothing more in the remaining time, it was already enough.

...

Upon exiting the Underground Palace, Ling Feng was transported back to the Endless Desert.

"I wonder where Brother Gu, Gu Changfeng, has been teleported to."

Ling Feng pursed his lips, realizing that the Sunset Ancient City was even larger than he had imagined. Just the space within this tenth layer seemed almost like an independent world.

"No matter, there’s still about twenty days. I might as well explore around first."

In the desert, there was almost no sense of direction.

Ling Feng could only proceed based on intuition. The scorching desert always gave an irritating feeling.

"Despicable Donkey, do you know if there’s any place in this layer that holds opportunities?"

Using Divine Sense, he communicated with the Despicable Donkey; this fellow, being well-informed and knowledgeable, might provide some useful advice.

"I don’t know!"

Despicable Donkey frowned, feeling quite disgruntled over not gaining anything from the Xuanjian Underground Palace.

Ling Feng shook his head. This desolate place looked like a vast sea of yellow sand everywhere, leaving him without a sense of direction.

"They say opportunities arise as they will, so I’ll let fate decide."

Saying so, Ling Feng chose a random direction and shot off like lightning.

...

He didn’t know how long he had flown.

Finally, in the distance, Ling Feng saw several figures seemingly besieging a giant sand beast.

As he flew closer, Ling Feng was surprised to recognize those three martial artists—they were all talented individuals from the Eastern Spirit Domain.

These three were evidently disciples of Yunluo Sacred Land: Yuee HuaQin, Wang Qian, and Ao Jue!