Jiang Feng’s third-grade Heavenly Human Saint Essence, coupled with the tyrannical Desolate Heaven Tyrant Body’s power, smashed into the stone door of the secret room. The stone door of the secret room immediately shattered with a “bang”.

When Jiang Feng entered the secret room, there was no one inside. However, after Jiang Feng opened the wooden box and revealed half of the ‘Concealing Dao Nourishing Divine Book’, a golden light immediately shone down on the top of the secret room.

Jiang Feng raised his head to look at the top of the secret room, only to see a man pouncing down from the top of the secret room.

Although the man had calculated with his heart and didn’t have the intention to attack, his speed was extremely fast, but his strength was too far from Jiang Feng’s.

Jiang Feng did not move at all. Then, the sound of Tiger Leopard Thunder rang out. He swung his fist and knocked the man flying onto the stone wall of the secret room.

“Don’t kill me, don’t kill me. I… I’m also a Desolate race member,” Jiang Feng said as he walked up to the man, who was sitting on the ground coughing up blood while waving his hand incessantly, “Don’t kill me. Don’t kill me. I… I’m also a Desolate race member.”

“Are you also a Desolate race member?” Jiang Feng frowned slightly as he stood there and looked at the man doubtfully.

The man directly pulled open the front of his chest. His fingers formed into claws and directly stabbed into the five points near his heart.

In an instant, blood flowed out from five spots near the man’s heart. Then, a black pattern appeared on the man’s heart.

After the man finished all of this, his eyes immediately shone with a faint green light.

Without a doubt, the man was indeed a Desolate race!

Jiang Feng took out a long sword from his storage ring. He used it to ask the man, “Speak! What exactly is going on? Did you betray the Desolate race and submit to the human race?”

“No, no, no …”

The man hurriedly shook his head and said, “My name in the Desolate race is Ze Dagan. In the Human race, my name is Zhao Ruifeng. A hundred years ago, I was sent to the Heavenly Dynasty to hide. I am currently the hall master of the Limitless Human Sect’s Fire Hall.”

“Then how did you know I was a Desolate race?”

Jiang Feng had asked this question knowingly. He had even used the Tiger Leopard Lightning Sound. Not to mention that Zhao Ruifeng was still from the Desolate race, even if he was a human, he could recognize that this was the Desolate race’s martial arts.

However, after hearing Jiang Feng’s question, Zhao Ruifeng took out a token from a hidden pocket in his clothes.

Zhao Ruifeng handed the token to Jiang Feng and said, “I know that the clan has sent a large number of experts to the Ten Miles Sword Gorge this time. They want to directly annihilate the human elites that came out of the Forbidden Land of Celestials. The order I received is to cooperate with you inside and outside. Now you should believe that I am one of your own, right?”

Jiang Feng took the token from Zhao Ruifeng’s hand. He looked carefully and nodded, “I believe you are from the Desolate race, but …”

Jiang Feng suddenly waved his right leg, and the Blood Moon Knife directly cut off Zhao Ruifeng’s head.

“But I’m not a Desolate race.”

Jiang Feng searched Zhao Ruifeng’s body. Soon, he found the other half of the Hidden Dao Nurturing Divine Paper.

After Jiang Feng put together the two halves of the Hidden Dao Nurturing Divine Paper, the Hidden Dao Nurturing Divine Paper erupted with dazzling golden light, making Jiang Feng unable to open his eyes.

Jiang Feng waited for a long time before he slowly adapted to the light emitted from the Hidden Dao Nurturing Divine Paper. Jiang Feng reached out and stroked the familiar paper. Looking at the familiar font on it, Jiang Feng muttered, “Old man, long time no see.”

Jiang Feng suddenly remembered that he had met his master, Wen Xiuzheng, and had to carefully teach him all sorts of knowledge about the arts and dao, and that he had also been introduced to the path of the arts and dao.

Jiang Feng had been thinking about this all this while. He had been thinking about why he had chosen to write this “Hidden Dao Nourishing Divine Paper” in the examination hall of the Heavenly Human Trials. The words on the “Hidden Dao Nourishing Divine Paper” suddenly turned into golden symbols and directly merged into Jiang Feng’s Mortal Essence Pill.

Jiang Feng felt that his Mortal Essence Pill was incomparably full. After he closed his eyes and looked at the situation inside the Mortal Essence Pill, Jiang Feng couldn’t help but laugh.

A palace appeared in Jiang Feng’s Mortal Essence Pill. This palace was famous in the Celestial Realm. It was called the Spiritual Palace of Divine Sense, and it was also called the Wen Dao Sacred Hall.

In the Celestial Realm, martial cultivators cultivate the Celestial Saint Essence, and cultivate the power of divine sense.

And this “Spiritual Palace of Divine Sense” was the place where the “power of divine sense” was stored.

Therefore, the Divine Sense Spirit Palace was also the first step towards becoming a literary cultivator. In the Celestial Realm, it was even more a symbol of literary cultivation.

What was slightly different was that Wen Xiu’s Divine Sense Spirit Palace was large and small, and there were advantages and disadvantages at the same time.

For ordinary literary cultivators, it would be good if their Divine Sense Spirit Palace had a green brick house, but for many more, the Divine Sense Spirit Palace was just a thatched cottage from the beginning.

Jiang Feng had never heard of a Divine Sense Spirit Palace as a palace since its birth.

“Looks like a man like me can’t hide his talent in the end. If he doesn’t pay attention, it will have something to do with Wen Dao.” Jiang Feng was in a good mood when the Spiritual Palace of Divine Sense appeared in his Mortal Essence Pill. Under such a mood, he couldn’t help but start to coquettishly wrap it up again.

However, before Jiang Feng could finish his words, Zhou Yi and the others cried out.

“Brother Jiang Feng, this is bad!”

Zhou Yi and the others entered the secret room. Jiang Feng looked at Zhou Yi and asked, “What’s wrong?”

“There are many people coming from outside the inn. They are believed to be people from the various literary academies and the Martial House.” Zhou Yi said.

Jiang Feng frowned when he heard Zhou Yi’s words. They had just killed nearly a hundred experts, including Ouyang Zong. One of them was the butler of Prince An’s Manor. If the people from the Academy of Literature and the Martial House knew about this, then Jiang Feng would definitely have a lot of trouble in the future.

Just as Jiang Feng was in a hurry to think of countermeasures, Su Tianqi reminded Jiang Feng, “Those people are attacking the formation of this inn. They should be able to break through soon.”

Su Tianqi’s reminder was undoubtedly telling Jiang Feng that there was not much time left for him to slowly think of countermeasures.

Jiang Feng nodded after thinking for a while. “I have a way, but I have to wronge you guys.”

“Huh?”

Just as Su Tianqi was puzzled, Jiang Feng suddenly made a move. The Blood Moon Leg Saber was used in a flash of lightning. Five consecutive slashes, each one of which struck at the vital parts of Su Tianqi and the others’ bodies.

After doing all of this, Jiang Feng gave himself a palm to the chest and fell to the ground.

After about half an incense stick of time, Jiang Feng heard dense footsteps outside the secret room.

Soon, someone walked into the secret room and shouted, “Lord Bai, they’re here!”

Jiang Feng immediately recognized Ma Wenchao’s voice. Just yesterday, Ma Wenchao wanted to drag him to the Dragon Culture Academy.

Although Jiang Feng’s consciousness was clear, he still pretended to be seriously injured and on the verge of death.

Very quickly, Jiang Feng felt that Ma Wenchao and Yan Yunbai had lifted him up together.

In order to prevent himself from faking being discovered, Jiang Feng felt that he had sealed off his five senses and immediately felt dizzy.

About two hours later, Jiang Feng suddenly sat up from his bed. He looked around in horror and curled up in a corner of the bed, putting on a look of fear and alertness.

“You’re awake?”

Ma Wenchao’s voice sounded again. Jiang Feng looked in the direction where Ma Wenchao’s voice sounded. Ma Wenchao was full of people.

Apart from Ma Wenchao and Yan Yunbai, there were more than a dozen people left.

Jiang Feng covered his chest and coughed weakly twice. He looked at Ma Wenchao and Yan Yunbai and asked, “Lord Ma, Lord Yan, we were attacked last night. How are my friends now?”

“Those friends of yours are seriously injured, but don’t worry. We came in time and gave them the best healing medicine at the first possible moment. They are fine now.”

Jiang Feng nodded after hearing Ma Wenchao’s words. Although he had a relieved expression on his face, Jiang Feng knew very well in his heart.

Although he had injured Su Tianqi and the others’ vital parts, if he could not be cured for a long time, his life would indeed be in danger.

However, this was the Celestial Realm after all. As long as one didn’t die, a casual bit of healing medicine could easily restore one to their original state.

Jiang Feng gently rubbed his chest and moved from bed to bed with a painful expression.

Ma Wenchao hurriedly ran over and pressed down on Jiang Feng, “Hey, hey, hey … your injury isn’t healed yet, what are you doing?”

Jiang Feng made a gesture and prepared to kneel on the ground. He said to Ma Wenchao, “Jiang Feng has no way to repay the grace of saving your lives …”

“Alright, alright, everyone is one of us, don’t be so polite.

However, I have to remind you that the one who attacked you should be an expert from the Desolate race, and it might even be an expert from the Royal family from the Desolate race.

In the Celestial Realm, our human race and their Desolate race are like fire and water. “So you have to be careful. Perhaps the Desolate race’s experts will come and attack you.”

“I have no enmity with those Desolate race experts. Why must they kill us?”

“Because you, a lower realm human who hasn’t even condensed the Three Elements Heavenly Human Pill, can suck a hundred kilograms of Saint Elemental Origin Stone into pieces.

“Even the elite human youth in the Celestial Realm can’t do such a thing. If you do it, it means that you must be a rare genius.”

The person who said this looked to be around forty years old, and his face seemed to have a natural sense of dignity. He wore a white robe embroidered with the words “Shanglong”.

Jiang Feng glanced at him and then turned to Ma Wenchao, who was standing in front of him, and asked, “Lord Ma, this is …”

Ma Wenchao smiled. He walked to the white-clothed man and said, “Jiang Feng, this is Bai Jiehan, the vice-principal of our Upper Dragon Academy. He can come from the Upper Dragon Academy for you.”

“This” Jiang Feng listened to Ma Wenchao’s words with a nervous expression. “How can I bear this?”

“Jiang Feng, our Vice Prefecture Head from Jianqing Martial House has also come. He … also came here for your sake.” After Yan Yunbai finished speaking, he looked at a middle-aged man beside Bai Jiehan.

The middle-aged man smiled at Jiang Feng and said, “I am Wen Tang Zheng, Jianqing Martial House’s Vice Prefecture Head.”

Jiang Feng, you don’t need to be nervous. Dean Bai and I had already discussed it before you woke up. We will test you separately in a while.

If you are suitable to enter the Wen Dao, we recommend you to go to the Dragon Culture Academy. If you are suitable for martial cultivation, we recommend you to come to Jianqing Martial House. ”