After landing in Huang Ancient City, Mu Feng parked his private beast ship in a specific area, and then led everyone into Huang Ancient City.
Due to the different regional climates, the people in Huang Ancient City dress completely differently from them. Most of the men are topless, while the women are wearing scantily clad clothes, exposing large areas of skin.
Moreover, the skin color of local people, both men and women, is slightly dull and the color of wheat.
Mu Feng and the others found an inn with a nice environment and stayed in it.
There are still seven days until the fourth day of April, but Mu Feng doesn't know the specific location of King Wu's tomb yet, he only knows that it is near Huang Ancient City.
However, he guessed that when the time was up, King Wu's order would still show corresponding prompts, so he was not in a hurry.
After checking into the inn, Mu Feng closed the door tightly and began to concentrate on studying the soul-inducing bone flag in his hand.
He still knew too little about the soul-attracting bone flags. For example, he didn't know that the souls of the warriors killed by the ghosts would be absorbed by the bone flags.
He planned to use these seven days to thoroughly understand the soul-inducing bone flag, so that he could exert greater power.
Outside the ancient city.
The crowd of onlookers had already dispersed, leaving only Wu Bei and more than a dozen mummies lying in a mess on the desert.
Two streams of light flew past and stopped on a hill not far away.
The two figures were a young man and woman, Yan Yi and Yan Qian who had returned.
"Wu Bei and everyone in the Xuanming Kingdom are dead!"
Yan Yi's face changed slightly, and his eyes still showed lingering fear.
"Brother Wang! I really didn't expect that those black-robed men were so powerful that they could actually kill Wu Bei and the others. I'm afraid that King Wu's order was also taken away by them! What should we do now?"
Yan Qian's beautiful eyes twinkled, and her pretty face was slightly pale.
"Hmph! Our Martial King's Order is not that easy to obtain. The three Martial Kings of Feiyan Kingdom will arrive in Huang Gucheng soon!"
Yan Yi said coldly.
"Are we going to deal with those men in black directly?"
Yan Qian's beautiful eyes lit up and she said.
The three martial kings of Feiyan Kingdom are all stronger than Wu Bei. If they join forces, Yan Qian doesn't think that the group of men in black can stop them.
"Hey! Why do we, Feiyan Kingdom, need to take action? Xuanming Kingdom will naturally take action for us first! After they fight to the death, we will take action again!"
Yan Yi said with a serious smile.
Yan Qian's beautiful eyes flashed, and she immediately understood what Yan Yi meant. The death of Wu Bei and others would be a huge loss to the Xuanming Kingdom.
When the large forces of the Xuanming Kingdom arrive at Huang Gucheng and learn about Wu Bei's death, they will not give up. They will definitely find those men in black.
"Brother Wang! This is a clever plan. Kill someone with a borrowed knife, and we will reap the benefits from behind!"
Yan Qian clapped her hands and praised.
"Let's enter Huang Ancient City first! First find out the addresses of those people in black, and then just wait for the people from the Xuanming Kingdom to arrive!"
Yan Yi showed a mocking smile and led Yan Qian towards Huang Gucheng.
Time passes day by day.
As the fourth day of April approaches, Huang Ancient City becomes more and more lively.
The aborigines in Huang Ancient City can see beast ships plundering from all directions every day and pour into Huang Ancient City one after another.
On the various streets of Huang Ancient City, many warriors with different clothes and skin colors appeared, and all of them had strong auras and extraordinary strength.
The aboriginal people in Huanggucheng also knew that something big might happen, so they became cautious when going out, for fear of getting into trouble.
Inside the inn.
Mu Feng sat cross-legged, with a strange bone flag suspended in front of him.
An unusually large ghost with a faint red light floating all over its body floated in the sky, with a pair of scarlet eyes full of dullness and numbness.
The strange thing is that many ghosts surrounding the place avoid this huge ghost one after another. It can be clearly felt that these ghosts are very afraid of this huge ghost.
"Evil soul! Devour him!"
Mu Feng grabbed the void with his right hand, and he caught a humanoid soul and threw it to the evil spirit.
This humanoid soul is the soul of a warrior among Wu Bei's group.
Logically speaking, after death, the soul will weaken and dissipate within a few days.
Unless one's own cultivation level is really strong, or the place where one fell is a fierce and evil place with extremely heavy Yin energy and becomes a ghost, the human soul cannot exist for a long time.
But these souls absorbed by the bone flags can last for a long time, and the souls have not weakened at all.
Mu Feng initially tried to refine the souls of these dozen people into ghost souls, but he couldn't succeed at all. Even the bone flags couldn't do it.
Mu Feng knew that there were special conditions for the formation of ghosts. After all, ghosts were not as fragile as souls. They were intangible and had no quality, so it was difficult to completely destroy them.
If Mu Feng hadn't possessed the Soul Resurrection Technique, a special method to restrain the ghosts, he would have been very embarrassed to deal with the ghosts.
Therefore, Mu Feng gave up refining the Yin Soul, and instead tried to use the soul as food to feed the Yin Soul.
The evil soul's dull eyes spit out a wisp of scarlet and opened its mouth to bite the wisp of soul crazily.
"No...it hurts..." The warrior's soul let out a shrill scream. After a while, the soul was completely torn apart by the evil spirit and swallowed into his belly.
Mu Feng keenly discovered that after the evil soul devoured this soul, the black robe wrapped around him had a faint red dot.
This red spot is like a drop of blood dripping on the surface of the robe, bright and mysterious.
What moved Mu Feng even more was that the aura of the evil soul became stronger.
"effective!"
Mu Feng's eyes flashed and he fed the remaining souls to the evil spirits one by one.
The screams kept ringing out, and if Mu Feng hadn't arranged the spiritual formation in advance, the entire inn would have been disturbed by him.
"No...my friend, I beg you, don't do this!"
When Mu Feng grabbed Wu Bei's soul from the air with his right hand, the latter turned pale with fright. Although it was still a soul, he struggled crazily, trying to escape.
Mu Feng ignored him at all and threw Wu Bei's soul to the evil spirit.
The evil soul roared, its scarlet eyes full of greed, bit Wu Bei, and swallowed him whole.
After all, Wu Bei is a first-level Martial King, and his soul is much stronger than the others.
When the evil spirit devoured him, a palm-sized blood flower bloomed on his robe, which was strange and oozing.
The aura of the evil soul has also become more powerful. Mu Feng estimates that the evil soul at this time can fight against the third-level Martial King alone without relying on a hundred thousand ghosts.
"Today is the first day of April, and there are still three days until the fourth day. Let's talk to Concubine Luo, Xiyu and the others about the tomb of King Wu first!"
Mu Feng murmured to himself, put away the evil soul, and just when he was about to step out of the room, a strong sense of crisis swept through his heart.
There was just a loud explosion, and the roof of the inn where Mu Feng was staying exploded, and a terrifying force swept over like a tide.
The huge inn could not withstand the impact of such terrifying power, and collapsed suddenly, turning into ruins.
In the inn, many guests, waiters and even the boss, didn’t even react, and they were all buried in the inn...