Heavenly Martial Art

When Fang Heng finished speaking, a layer of wonderful power instantly poured into the statues in the temple. Various colors, including gold, purple or red, merged into Fang Heng's body.

Yang Chen looked at these powers and suddenly became pale. He could feel the power of the laws of heaven and earth from these powers. It seemed that there was an absolute contained in these powers.

"What kind of power is this?" Yang Chen's pupils shrank.

After Fang Heng was integrated into these powers, he only felt a brief discomfort, but soon recovered as before. He said with a smile: "This is the power of the ancestors. When the ancestors built this temple, the power of the ancestors was sealed in it."

Yang Chen didn't foolishly ask his ancestors about their strength. He estimated that even if he asked, Fang Heng might not be able to tell anything.

He said slowly: "Then how should this junior swear an oath?"

"Young friend Yang Chen, you just need to promise that you will shed your blood to open the secret realm for our clan, and you will never pass on the skills you get to another person." Fang Heng said with his hands behind his hands.

Yang Chen nodded, without any delay, and quickly swore an oath in front of the temple.

It wasn't that he wasn't wary, but after thinking about it carefully, he found that there were indeed no other problems with the temple, so he was willing to take the oath.

When he swore this oath, he swore it out according to the other party's wishes.

It was at the moment when the oath was issued that Yang Chen felt strange powers pouring into his body instantly. The moment these powers entered his body, he seemed to have gained everything. But this feeling disappeared in an instant and disappeared without a trace.

Yang Chen was very surprised and very strange to this kind of power.

"Little friend Yang Chen, please remember today's oath from now on. Anyone who violates the oath of our ancestors, whether they are foreigners or members of our own clan, regardless of their strength, will all die without exception in the end." Fang Heng reminded.

It seemed like a reminder, but it was actually telling Yang Chen not to forget the agreement they made.

Of course Yang Chen knew what was going on. Since he had promised the other party, he would not break the contract: "Senior Fang Heng, now you can take this junior to see the secret realm."

"Well, little friend Yang Chen, come with me." Fang Heng stopped procrastinating.

He was also full of expectations, and now he led Yang Chen, together with Zangfeng, to another place in the Shadow City.

This place is a waterfall. In front of this large waterfall, there are birds singing and flowers fragrant, and the scenery is beautiful.

And in the waterfall, there seemed to be a faint light shining, as if there was something extraordinary.

"What can you see, little friend Yang Chen?" Zangfeng asked.

Yang Chen narrowed his eyes: "Could this waterfall be the entrance to the secret realm?"

"Exactly, the ancestors set the entrance to the secret realm at this waterfall. As long as blood is dripped into the bright part of the waterfall, if the opening conditions are met, the waterfall will automatically open. It's a pity that over the years, we hybrid bloodlines have It is really impossible to open the secret realm of waterfalls." Zangfeng's words were full of bitterness.

Yang Chen could also see Zangfeng's unwillingness to crossbreed when he called himself. Now looking at the secret waterfall, he said: "In that case, let me give it a try, junior."

Zangfeng and Fang Heng both nodded, their eyes full of expectation.

Not only the two of them, many other Shadow Tribe people heard that someone could help them open this secret realm passed down by their ancestors, and they were also looking forward to it. They only hoped that Yang Chen could succeed.

God knows what treasures are contained in this secret realm. This is a treasure left by our ancestors.

Yang Chen did what he said, and in the blink of an eye he jumped up and arrived in front of the waterfall. He then dropped a piece of blood into it, instantly blended into the waterfall, and was thrown into the shining place.

After that, Yang Chen landed calmly, looked at the top of the waterfall, remained silent, and became calm.

The result is one breath, ten breaths, or a hundred breaths.

Nothing happened.

This made Zangfeng and Fang Heng's faces change.

Could it be that Yang Chen's blood is not pure blood?

Yang Chen was also a little awkward. He had thought about it a long time ago. After all, he couldn't guarantee whether he was a pure human being. Now that he looked at it, his identity as a pure human being seemed to be yet to be verified.

But just when he had doubts, suddenly, something happened to the waterfall.

The entire waterfall split apart wonderfully, and then the shining place that was originally covered by the waterfall suddenly burst into light. These lights gradually formed a round door. The round door completely tore the waterfall open, and a deep sound came from it. The ancient atmosphere.

"It's the gate to the secret realm, it's the gate to the secret realm." Someone shouted, and all the shadow tribe members were excited.

Fang Heng and Zang Feng both had expressions of surprise.

Yang Chen's blood can actually open the door to this secret realm.

Yang Chen also breathed a sigh of relief. He would be lying if he said he wasn't worried. After all, he didn't want to work for so long and end up with nothing.

The most important thing is that he is unwilling to admit that he is a human with non-pure blood.

"Thank you very much, little friend Yang Chen. I wonder if I can ask for a few more drops of blood essence from you so that we can use it in the future?" Fang Heng said gently.

At this point, Yang Chen naturally stopped making things difficult for him. He just dropped a few pieces of blood essence, put them in a container, and handed them to Fang Heng.

Fang Heng took the container, took a look at it, full of joy, and immediately said: "Thank you, little friend Yang Chen, Zangfeng. Now I will lead the tribe to explore the secret territory first. You go and give Yang Chen what you should have." Little friend Chen."

After Fang Heng finished speaking, he couldn't wait to lead his clan members into the secret realm.

The crowd that was still crowded saw that as soon as the secret realm was opened and the clan leader gave permission, 80% of the people were gone in an instant, leaving only a part of them outside with Zangfeng.

Now that Zang Feng saw the secret realm opening, he was very happy. He smiled kindly and said, "Little friend Yang Chen, this treasure is ready. There are also my clan's skills. Please take stock of them!"

When he finished speaking, Zangfeng took out a storage bag and handed it to Yang Chen.

Yang Chen opened the storage bag and took a closer look, and found that the Zhencanghua was exactly the same as the description of Lord Iron Eagle. The next step was to practice the Shadow Clan's skills.

This technique is called Lingying Jue!

The cultivation of the skills, secrets, etc. are extremely complicated and difficult to understand for a while, but Yang Chen has no intention of seeing through them. He is rich in experience, and he mainly wants to see whether the skills are true or false.

After checking this, Yang Chen confirmed seventy-seven or eighty-eight.

"Well, this technique is correct, senior Lao Zangfeng." Yang Chen said.

He is not afraid that Zangfeng will give him a fake copy. After all, Hongyue is his, and he can ask Hongyue for it.

It's just that he didn't want Hongyue to do something that betrayed the tribe and went against his true intentions, so he adopted a serious approach.

Now that the technique is in hand, it's time for him to leave.