"Have you ever experienced the battle for the King of Weapons?" Liu Feng stared at Jie Hun curiously.
Jie Hun nodded solemnly and said, "Back then, I was also a participant in the Weapon King Contest. I secluded myself for nearly a hundred years for the contest. But when I got there, I realized what it meant to be surrounded by experts. I, a Heaven-level weapon refiner, was just one of tens of millions of Heaven-level weapon refiners. I was defeated before the contest even started."
"Are you not prepared enough?" Liu Feng was even more confused. The magic weapons refined by this Ring Soul were not bad, and were considered above average in the spiritual world. How could they be defeated so easily
Jiehun shook his head and said, "It's because the opponent is too strong. Many people who participate in the King of Weapons Contest regard it as their only goal in life. I'm afraid Dao Wuji is the same."
"The Emperor of Weapons is just an empty title, how can it be your life goal?" Liu Feng shook his head and laughed, "Don't worry, old man, I will win back what you lost in the past!"
Jiehun nodded and said, "Of course, I have always had confidence in you."
Liu Feng suddenly shouted, "Dao Wuji, where are you taking me?" Looking at the empty space in front of him, which turned out to be a plain, Liu Feng couldn't help feeling confused. Could it be that this strange Dao Wuji was going to take Liu Feng to some uninhabited desert or grassland
Dao Wuji said: "You are asking me this only after we have come this far, are you a little slow-witted?"
"Are you the one with a slow brain? Is this the sword realm?" Looking around, there were some old broken swords scattered on the empty plain. Looking from a distance, there was no human figure. This place was as desolate as a cemetery.
Dao Wuji said proudly: "This is the sword tomb of the Sword Realm. Many Sword Realm masters are buried here! The precious swords that the masters held throughout their lives were also buried here. After tens of millions of years, the bones of many masters have turned into dust, but the precious swords are still there. Most of the materials for the treasures I forged were also picked up here!"
"Knife's Tomb? Why did you bring me to the Knife's Tomb?" Liu Feng's expression became a little stiff. Knife's Tomb is a cemetery. Thinking about it, Liu Feng couldn't help but shouting: "You picked up the dead's things? You really think it's vulgar."
Dao Wuji said: "After a person dies, they become nothing, right? It's such a waste to leave the dead person's things here. It's better for me to recycle them!"
"You are disrespecting the dead!" Liu Feng said with disdain to Wuji's behavior, but since he came here, how could he not pick up a treasure to take back? However, Liu Feng did not seem to know that treasures were not easy to pick up.
Dao Wuji suddenly stopped and smiled as he squinted his eyes and said, "Can I sense its presence?"
"What is it?" Liu Feng looked extremely curious, but he had also discovered that there was something surging on the ground.
Jiehun said: "It's a zombie!"
(End of this chapter)