"Do you mean what you say?" Feng Feiyun pretended to be tempted.
A senior from the Meng stepped forward and said: "Young man, if you can defeat Tianyu, we will not pursue the matter of Tianhu's arm anymore. We will also give you spirit stones as an apology to the four injured youths from the Half-Demon Alliance."
"Are you serious?" Feng Feiyun asked.
"This old man is the seventh great elder of the Meng Clan. My words are enough to represent the entire Meng Clan." The elder of the Meng Clan said.
This old man was very strong. Despite the suppression of the Meteoric Stones, he still had a faint glow around him. Strands of laws flowed around him. He was definitely a big shot in the Meng.
"Very well!
It's decided then. "Feng Feiyun happily agreed.
The Half-Demon Alliance's hearts sank. They knew that Feng Feiyun had fallen for the Meng's trap.
Feng Feiyun was a half-demon yet he still crushed the palm of a member of the Meng. This was the same as slapping the Meng's face. How could the Meng let this half-demon go so easily?
Anyone could see that the Meng was setting up a trap for Feng Feiyun. Once he entered the realm of death, Meng Tianyu would beat him up for sure.
The Meng wanted everyone to know that their prestige couldn't be offended. A member of the Meng wasn't someone a half-demon could bully.
In the past, it had always been the Meng bullying half-demons, not the other way around.
Compared to the Half-Demon Alliance, the Meng sneered.
"Brother Feng … I'll fight in your place!"
A middle-aged man with more than three hundred years of experience stepped forward. He also had a demonic bloodline and was quite strong at peak ninth-level Heaven's Mandate.
"I'll go!
My life isn't worth much anyway. "An old half-demon said. He wanted to go in Feng Feiyun's place.
Feng Feiyun was quite touched. He felt that these Half-Demon Alliance weren't afraid of death. They just didn't want to die for nothing. That's why they chose to endure.
"Don't worry everyone, I'll make it out alive!" Feng Feiyun said confidently.
Feng Feiyun and Meng Tianyu went to sign the agreement. A beautiful woman wearing a blue dress handed the agreement to them.
She was pretty and around twenty years of age. Her eyes were especially bright as she looked at Feiyun with sympathy.
Meng Tianyu easily wrote his name on the agreement and turned around to look at Feiyun before sneering: "It's just a death agreement, why wouldn't I dare to sign it?"
Feng Feiyun held his bronze pen and paused for a bit before writing his name.
"Meng Tianyu!"
"Feng Feiyun!"
Meng Tianyu heaved a sigh of relief after seeing Feng Feiyun's signature. His eyes turned cold as he stared at Feng Feiyun as if he was looking at a dead man: "After entering the realm of death, I'll beat you until you beg for death!
I'll let you know that the Meng's prestige is not to be messed with. "
He snorted coldly and entered the Secret Realm of Death.
Feng Feiyun rubbed his chin and didn't take Meng Tianyu's words to heart. Instead, he turned to the pretty girl in a blue dress and asked: "I heard winning battles in the battle palace will reward you with spirit stones. How much?"
Lan Wanjing felt this half demon didn't know the immensity of heaven and earth. They already signed the life and death agreement and he still wanted to win spirit stones. Still, she said patiently: "Ordinary secret realm battles, one spirit stone for each win.
The reward for winning a match in the Secret Realm of Death is ten spiritual stones. "
"So little?" Feng Feiyun asked.
How could so many experts come to fight with such a small reward of Spirit Stones?
Lan Wanjing rolled her eyes at Feng Feiyun: "The more times you win, the more spirit stones you'll get.
The higher the cultivation of the cultivators, the more spirit stones the reward would be.
Of course, before the battle begins, everyone must first pay spirit stones. "
Feng Feiyun didn't understand the rules of the battle palace and didn't want to either. "How many do I have to pay for my fight against Meng Tianyu?"
"Because you're fighting in the realm of death and it's a fight between ninth-level Heaven's Mandate. You need to pay ten spirit stones for each fight.
Moreover, if you lose or die, you'll have to pay ten more. "
"We have to pay spirit stones even if we die?"
Lan Wanjing said: "That's why every cultivator has to pay ten spirit stones to the battle palace before entering the realm of death."
"Your battle palace sure is profitable." Feng Feiyun sighed.
"The battle palace is a place for cultivators to train. Only the truly talented geniuses can win a lot of spirit stones from the battle palace.
Cultivators with ordinary aptitudes can only come here to exchange for combat experience. "
Feng Feiyun took out twenty spirit stones and handed them over to the beautiful woman. Ten were the fees and the other ten as a deposit. In case Feng Feiyun was killed by Meng Tianyu, the ten would belong to the battle palace.
Feiyun felt the pressure lightening after entering the realm of death. The suppression from the Meteoric Stones in the city was gone. A mighty force rushed out of his dantian and surged through his body like a river rushing through his meridians.
Feng Feiyun could clearly feel the Buddhist energy in his body becoming purer.
Was this the benefit of cultivating under the suppression of the Meteoric Spirit Stone?
Feng Feiyun was at the peak of Heaven's Mandate right now. He was about to face his death tribulation. Once he passed it, he would be reborn as a first-level Nirvana cultivator.
This was the Realm of Death.
This secret realm was over twenty thousand miles in length and width. It could be considered quite vast. Countless boulders floated in the air. Some of these boulders were as long as mountains, while some were only as big as a fist. This was a battlefield transformed from a low-level secret realm.
The spatial structure here was very unstable, very similar to the beast battlefield in the pagoda.
Meng Tianyu and Feiyun's figures appeared on the jade wall of the battle palace. They were only several hundred meters away from each other in the realm of death.
Meng Tianyu was clad in battle armor with a layer of spirituality around him. He looked like a deity and sneered: "I didn't expect you to be so stupid to actually enter the Secret Realm of Death. Today, I'll let a lowly half-demon like you know what true power is.
You crushed the arm of a Meng disciple, so I'll crush your face. Do you believe me? "
"Of course."
Feng Feiyun was quite amused: "However, only by beating you will I be able to get back my ten spirit stones from the battle palace, so I can't lose."
The conversation between the two could be heard, causing the spectators to laugh out loud. They felt that this half-demon must have gone mad from poverty. He was still bickering over ten spirit stones even at death's door.
"Half-demons are poor to begin with, please forgive him." A prodigy from the Meng smiled.
"It's starting!"
Meng Tianyu exuded a tremendous amount of spirit energy. It covered a range of several thousand meters around him and turned into a seal. With a wave of his hand, the seal flew towards Feng Feiyun and shattered the boulders. It carried an earth-shattering power.
Feng Feiyun didn't fight back. He used his movement technique and moved as fast as a shooting star. He jumped from one boulder to another and dodged the attack.
"You're quite fast."
Meng Tianyu coldly snorted. His body turned into a blur, like a meteor piercing through a meteorite. As soon as his body touched a boulder, it exploded and turned into dust. From this, it could be seen how powerful the energy around him was.
Moreover, his speed was even faster than Feng Feiyun's. He held a thick and heavy spirit sword engraved with Dao runes. He slashed towards Feng Feiyun's head, creating a thousand-meter long sword river.
It was as if it could pierce through the heaven and earth.
Even the spectators outside the realm could feel the terrifying power of Meng Tianyu's sword. Just as Feng Feiyun was about to be killed, Feng Feiyun took out a black rod out of nowhere and swung it at the back of Meng Tianyu's head.
The rod's shadow moved even faster like a black flash.
"Boom!"
Meng Tianyu, who had been awe-inspiring a moment ago, was now lying on the ground. His skull felt like it had been smashed, and his scalp had caved in. His eyes were filled with shock, and he was extremely unwilling to accept this. He wanted to force himself to get up.
"Lie down!"
Feng Feiyun's foot was already stomping down. A golden whirlwind condensed under his foot like a golden cloud, immobilizing Meng Tianyu.
"Boom!"
Feng Feiyun stomped on Meng Tianyu's face with great force. His cheekbone was crushed and his head almost exploded.
Simple, direct, and this time, he really crushed his face!
Everyone outside the Secret Realm of Death was shocked to the point of being dumbstruck, and they seemed as if they'd been petrified. The scene on the jade wall was truly too bloody, too violent, and too unexpected.
A heaven's proud son of the Meng was being stepped on by a half-demon. Even his face was caved in with blood dripping down.
Meng Tianyu howled under Feng Feiyun's foot. His voice was very unpleasant, but he couldn't escape from Feng Feiyun's foot.
The cultivators of the Meng were going crazy, especially the seventh supreme elder. His face had turned green. He didn't expect this half-demon to defeat Meng Tianyu. Did he really have to send spirit stones to the Half-Demon League to apologize?
He wanted to slap his own mouth!