Li Yanke didn't want to get into any subsequent trouble because of this incident.
If he wanted to destroy the entire Feng family, it wouldn't take much effort. However, that would inevitably alert the "Falling Star Valley". He couldn't afford to lose the big picture because of a small matter.
Moreover, as Feng Zai Yu and his companions continued to go deeper, they ran into trouble. Three dog-shaped monsters appeared in front of them, and they looked like they had been skinned, with only red flesh left.
Each monster seemed like an evil spirit from hell. Each one was as big as an adult, and they all had the cultivation level of the tenth level of Qi Condensation.
On Feng Zaiyu's side, he was the only one who had reached the great perfection of Qi Condensation Stage. Among the others, the highest was only at the ninth level, and the rest were at the sixth to eighth level.
This kind of strength is already very strong in the Qi Condensation Stage team, but when three Qi Condensation Stage tenth level monsters appear at once, the situation becomes different.
Feng Taoyu, who had the lowest cultivation level, turned pale in an instant. Feng Zaiyu's originally calm face also became unusually stern. He quickly gave orders.
"You guys form a defensive formation. No matter what, you have to hold off one of the monsters for five breaths. I'll take care of the other two."
Including Feng Tao, there are only four Feng family members behind him, and the other three are also elite disciples in his lineage.
Of course, there are more than just these few outstanding descendants in his lineage, but the others were taken away by the ancestor of the Feng family and not all were left for him.
At the same time, neither Feng Zai Yu and his group nor the three ferocious-looking monsters noticed that an invisible shadow flashed past them.
Li Yan had no intention of secretly helping Feng Zai Yu and the others regarding their plight.
It seemed that once Feng Tao died, the promise he made to him would never be fulfilled. Li Yan didn't seem to care and went straight to the lair of the foundation-building ghost.
Then, just behind Li Yan, a great battle broke out in an instant.
About half a cup of tea later, Feng Tao and the other three were all injured, their clothes were in disarray, many parts were torn and covered with mud.
But Feng Tao still looked at Feng Zai Yu with surprise.
"Dad, your cultivation..."
"I am only one step closer to building my foundation. I am still at the great perfection of Qi Condensation! Just keep this to yourself, and don't tell anyone. Otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless!"
Feng Zai Yu waved his hand to stop his daughter from speaking any further, and then spoke sternly to the other three people who also had shocked expressions on their faces. He was no longer as gentle and polite as before.
Upon hearing this, the three people's surprised expressions immediately turned into panic, and they kept saying that they didn't dare.
In response to this, Feng Zai Yu just threatened and warned them that these people were all his direct subordinates and they should not dare to tell anyone, otherwise Feng Zai Yu had countless ways to make them and their families disappear.
Among all the patriarchs of the Feng family, Feng Zai Yu is the most likely to be the third to establish his foundation. This is not good news to some hostile forces of the Feng family, so the Feng family will try to conceal it as much as possible.
Feng Zai Yu still hadn't used his full strength just now. At this moment, he still had the long black nail on his body that was specifically designed to pierce people's souls.
This is also the reason why the ancestor of the Feng family sent him to follow Fang Guangjun. There is no such thing as cultivators completely trusting each other's oaths.
With the help of the long black nails, Feng Zai Yu can fight against the cultivators in the early stage of foundation building.
However, with Feng Zai Yu's strength, he must rely on the Yin energy in the Yinshan Tomb. If he wants to fully unleash the power of the long black spikes, he does not have enough magic power for the long spikes to absorb.
The fact that Feng Tao can carry this magic weapon with her actually shows how much the Feng family values Feng Tao.
If Feng Tao hadn't had a special physique that made him unable to practice the Feng family's skills, the Feng family would never have sent such a talented person with natural spiritual roots away.
At this time, Li Yan had already arrived at the lair of the foundation-building ghost.
Along the way, they encountered many ghosts wandering in the passage, but they didn't even notice anyone passing by them.
In front of me was a huge pool of blood, about three hundred feet in size. The blood in the pool was a glaring purple-red color, and the strong smell of blood made people want to vomit.
Just a glance and you can tell that the blood is very viscous, with bubbles of varying sizes rising from the pool of blood.
However, because the blood pool was too viscous, the bubbles often had to work hard to be lifted up several times before they would gently explode with a "bang!"
The surging blood pool gave people a feeling of heat, but in fact it was not the case. When Li Yan stood beside the blood pool, he felt waves of biting chills spreading from the blood pool.
"It seems that this is the lair of the skinless ghost dripping with thick blood outside the Feng family castle."
Seeing this pool of blood and thinking of the three dog-shaped monsters with red flesh and blood, Li Yan guessed that this was the ghost he had seen a few hours ago.
It was also a ghost with no skin on its body, with flesh and tendons visible. Thick blood kept dripping as it walked. It was the ghost that was fighting with the ancestor of the Feng family.
Li Yan stood by the blood pool. After thinking for a while, he stretched out a finger. The spiritual power quickly condensed at his fingertips, and soon a stream of spiritual power was injected into the blood pool.
As soon as the spiritual power came into contact with the surging blood, a strange scene appeared.
Suddenly, several elongated and twisted faces filled with misery appeared in the originally calm blood pool, and were suddenly entangled by that spiritual power.
And with the spiritual power, it quickly twisted towards Li Yan's fingers. At the same time, those distorted faces opened their mouths wide and howled silently.
The spiritual power that was entangled instantly emitted thick and smelly white smoke, and when the distorted faces were about to approach the fingers.
Li Yan flicked his fingers lightly, and the rootless spiritual power suspended above the blood pool immediately dissipated, and those twisted and miserable faces could only fall back into the blood pool unwillingly. After falling into the blood pool, the twisted faces struggled hard, and finally fell back into the blood pool with many unwilling expressions.
"The blood here all comes from the essence of the wronged ghosts, and it has a strong corrosive consciousness and physical strength. Just one drop of blood is enough to massacre an entire mortal village.
If my estimate is correct, the skills cultivated with this blood, if cultivated to a very deep level, can even corrode the opponent's spirit and soul."
Li Yan quickly made a judgment. This blood pool was extremely poisonous. Just with this blood essence, he didn't know how many wronged souls he would have to collect.
He didn't know whether the Feng family had any corresponding cultivation techniques after obtaining this blood pool. If there was no corresponding cultivation technique, his spirit would probably be completely corroded first.
After all, the ghosts here originally had problems with their souls, which turned them into evil spirits and wild ghosts that could not go through the six reincarnations, so there was no problem in using the blood pool to practice.
From the sensation just now, although the blood pool is powerful, it can no longer cause any harm to Li Yan's current body.
After casually scanning the surroundings with his spiritual sense, Li Yan's eyes showed disappointment. First of all, this pool of blood was of no use to him.
The blood pool was built at the exit where the underground Yin energy gushed out. It was also the "spring" where the Yin energy was the thickest in this tomb. These Yin energies were also of no use to Li Yan.
"It turns out that you can't find your destiny anywhere!"
Li Yan immediately felt relieved in his heart. It would be really abnormal if he could find a great opportunity just by finding a place.
The next moment, Li Yan flashed to a corner of the tomb, where there was a broken pottery jar.
He rolled up his long sleeves and took the broken pottery jar in his hand. The broken pottery jar was covered with dried mud and there was a large gap on it, which occupied 30% of the size of the entire pottery jar.
There were some damp mud lumps inside the pottery jar, but the bottom edge was still intact, so the entire pottery jar could still look its original self.
Brown patterns were revealed in some places on the broken pottery jar. Looking closely, they seemed to be some extremely crudely carved figures.
Spiritual power flickered in Li Yan's hand, and the dry mud on the surface of the broken pottery jar disappeared. After Li Yan turned it around and looked at it, he was able to figure out the meaning of the pattern on it.
The patterns on the round belly of the broken pottery jar should be three small pictures. Simple strokes show that it looks like a person holding a weapon to throw or stab prey.
The first little man was holding a spear-like weapon in one hand and resting his other hand on one leg, with his body bent forward as if he was throwing something. However, Li Yan felt that this posture was very awkward. It felt like he couldn't use his full strength at all.
The second figure has empty hands, as if the spear-like weapon has been thrown away by him. His hands are raised above his head and one leg is bent and off the ground, as if he is about to run, or perhaps he is praying.
In the third picture, the spear-like weapon appears again, and the little man holds the back end with both hands, as if he is going to thrust it upwards or insert it. But at this moment, the pattern on the front end of the spear-like weapon has disappeared, and that is where the gap of the pottery jar was damaged.
This made Li Yan unsure whether there was prey or something else appearing at the front end of the spear-like weapon.
After looking at them for a while, Li Yan still couldn't figure out anything from the three pictures. The pottery jar gave him the feeling that it should be a clay pottery object used for burial.
This kind of thing is also very common in many large tombs, and those clay and pottery products will be carved with some meaningful patterns.
The pattern on the pottery jar in his hand may be a primitive sacrificial scene of a certain ethnic group.
If it weren't for the faint soul power fluctuations on this broken pottery jar, Li Yan would not have noticed its existence.
After Li Yan probed his spiritual sense into the belly of the broken pottery jar, he did not find the source of the soul power fluctuation, which made him a little strange.
But the soul power does come from the big belly.
"Is it the inherent material? Is the material used to make this pottery jar the soil of a wronged soul that doesn't want to leave?"
Li Yan thought about the specific environment of this tomb and wondered if some ancient monks had used the soil here to make some clay pottery products when burying their companions.
Unable to figure it out, Li Yan didn't want to think about it anymore.
This broken pottery jar can be considered a mid-level spiritual weapon at best, and that’s because it has soul power fluctuations.
No matter whether it is a spiritual weapon or a magic weapon, as long as it is aimed at the soul and consciousness, the level will be invisibly increased by one level, or even several levels.
After Li Yan injected some more spiritual power, the broken pottery jar showed no reaction at all.
"Do you need a special spell to control the soul?"
Li Yan muttered to himself, but then he threw the broken pottery jar into the "earth spot". Since he was here, he couldn't go back empty-handed.
I am now a Qi Condensation Stage cultivator in the "Falling Star Valley". If I need to spend spirit stones in the future, I can take out this unknown thing and perhaps sell some spirit stones, or even exchange them for something.
This makes sense.
He now has almost no low-level magical or spiritual items on him. Now when he needs to take action, he can only take out the small wooden sword given to him by "Falling Star Valley" to deal with it.
Afterwards, Li Yan walked around the tomb again, and when he found nothing else that interested him, he left.
The easiest thing to get from the tombs of ghosts in the underworld is probably the ghosts themselves and the environment for cultivation. Ghosts are not normal cultivators, and they like to hide the treasures they bought or plundered in their caves.
However, the body of the ghost in the underworld itself is an alien magical weapon, and the Feng family would naturally be the one most willing to obtain it.