Where is Lin Feng？

"Roar!"

This time, as the Devouring Heaven Martial Soul emerged, it emitted a furious roar, akin to the chant of an ancient dragon.

Its immensely large blood basin opened once more, devouring relentlessly, its body transforming into an abyss, crazily consuming.

Endless streams of purple liquid were swallowed into the Devouring Heaven Martial Soul's abdomen. Astonishingly, the abdomen of the Devouring Heaven Martial Soul began to swell. Soon after, another immensely loud roar echoed out, and from its abdomen emerged a head, emitting the chant of an ancient dragon, also avidly devouring the purple liquid.

This time, even more of the purple liquid was consumed.

"Roar!"

"Roar!"

"Roar..."

The chants of the ancient dragon echoed madly, as if from antiquity. At this moment, the Devouring Heaven Martial Soul behind Lin Feng had become incredibly colossal, no longer resembling a snake but more like a dragon, a dragon with six heads, like those in the myths of the Nine Heavens Continent.

Lin Feng trembled at this moment. Was this still the Devouring Heaven Martial Soul?

The current Devouring Heaven, compared to the previous one, underwent a complete transformation, reborn completely different.

The former Devouring Heaven Martial Soul, like a small snake, seemed weak.

But now, the Devouring Heaven resembled an ancient dragon, exuding immense dignity and dominance.

"Roar, roar..."

The six chants of the ancient dragon resounded in unison. The six heads of the Devouring Heaven Martial Soul all lifted to the sky, as if looking down upon all living beings.

As for the vast purple lake, it disappeared... completely vanished. All swallowed by the six heads that lifted to the sky, roaring.

The Devouring Heaven Martial Soul devoured the entire roaring lake, seemingly fearless of anything it couldn't consume.

Lin Feng couldn't imagine how the current Devouring Heaven Martial Soul, though massive, could accommodate an entire purple lake. It was beyond belief.

Raising his hand, the purple radiance flowed endlessly in his palm. His purple soul now, was many times stronger than the Purple Shadow.

"The martial soul has changed again, but it's much stronger than the previous Frost Martial Soul, which is a good thing."

A smile appeared on Lin Feng's face. However, he then saw a naked body in front of him, a body full of endless temptation.

At this moment, Duan Xinye appeared before him, completely unclothed.

Her snow-white skin and those enticing parts made Lin Feng's body react instantly, a fiery flame surging throughout him.

Glancing down at a certain part of himself, Lin Feng felt his face burn with embarrassment. At this moment, he was also completely naked, his clothes melted by the purple lake.

Avoiding looking at Duan Xinye's body, Lin Feng didn't dare to. He feared he wouldn't be able to resist. Although his martial willpower was strong, as a two-world virgin, the intense feeling of seeing a stunning beauty lying naked in front of him while he himself was also naked was too overwhelming.

With a thought, two sets of clothes appeared. Luckily, he had plenty of clothes in his storage ring.

Putting on a set of clothes, Lin Feng walked towards Duan Xinye, covering her with the clothes. Only then did he dare to turn his gaze to her.

However, at this moment, Lin Feng saw a pair of bright, beautiful eyes opening, staring at him without blinking. Meeting her gaze, Lin Feng wished he could find a hole to hide in, feeling incredibly embarrassed.

Duan Xinye looked at her own body, realizing what had happened. Instantly, her face turned incredibly red, even her ears flushing crimson.

"I didn't mean to," Lin Feng said awkwardly, looking at Duan Xinye's deeply blushing face, which was incredibly alluring.

Duan Xinye gave a soft hum, then grabbed the clothes and sat up, covering the front of her body. Every movement of hers was enough to drive a man crazy.

"Do you have more clothes?" Duan Xinye's soft voice came out. If Lin Feng's hearing wasn't keen, he might not even hear what she said.

Nodding slightly, Lin Feng took out two more sets of clothes from his storage ring and threw them to Duan Xinye. Then he said, "I'll go check ahead."

After saying that, Lin Feng turned around in embarrassment and rushed towards the brightly lit palace ahead.

Duan Xinye's eyes were shy as she watched Lin Feng's embarrassed figure. She sat there for a moment in a daze. Then, a smile appeared at the corner of her eyes, slowly spreading, radiating a charming smile on Duan Xinye's face, enchanting.

Lin Feng did not catch sight of Duan Xinye's enchanting smile. At this moment, as he arrived at the palace, his gaze momentarily froze.

The palace was spacious, suffused with an ancient yet luxurious aura, illuminated by strong light whose source remained mysterious.

At the forefront of the palace's center stood a sculpture: a figure seated cross-legged, motionless. A layer of purple light enveloped the statue, and beside it, an immensely robust giant serpent coiled, easily stretching fifty to sixty meters if straightened, a truly monumental presence.

To Lin Feng's right, beside a stone pillar, leaned a corpse now reduced to a skeleton, with a book placed nearby.

Advancing toward the skeleton, Lin Feng picked up the book and perused its contents, which detailed the life of a certain Ziqian.

"I am Ziqian, a resident of Cang Prefecture. By chance, I stumbled upon this nameless mountain and discovered it to be a tomb of unparalleled masters..."

"A tomb!"

Lin Feng's pupils contracted. This place was a tomb of unparalleled masters?

Suppressing his doubts, Lin Feng continued reading. The booklet succinctly chronicled Ziqian's life.

As it turned out, the name "Zijin Mountain" was coined by Ziqian himself, who was also an ancestor of the Zifu lineage.

As for this tomb, it was said to be the resting place of an unparalleled master, but how powerful this master was, Ziqian was uncertain.

Furthermore, the purple lake was actually blood, containing the violent power of bloodlines. It could directly corrode one's body, integrating into their blood. Ziqian was transformed by the power of bloodlines, acquiring the Purple Soul. This bloodline power was passed down through the Zifu lineage. However, it was weak. Only by undergoing the baptism of the forbidden land's Purple Blood Lake could one's body better integrate with the Martial Soul, enhancing martial talent and cultivation.

The Purple Mansion lineage's Purple Soul was a type of bloodline Martial Soul. However, their ancestors relied on the erosion of the Purple Lake's blood to evolve the Purple Soul. The inherent bloodline power was too weak. Even if they later entered the forbidden land to undergo the baptism of the Purple Lake, they would not be stronger than those with directly inherited bloodline Martial Souls. For example, Duan Xinye's ancestors were bloodline masters, and the Duan family directly inherited the power of bloodline masters.

Originally, the Purple Mansion lineage needed to enter the forbidden land and undergo the baptism of the Purple Blood Lake on their wedding day, a rule set by Ziqian. This could slightly conceal their true strength, and experiencing the baptism of the Purple Lake during adulthood was most suitable. If too weak, the body couldn't bear it; if too late, it would delay talent.

The Purple Mansion people desired the baptism of the Purple Lake, but both Lin Feng and Duan Xinye refused. Duan Xinye rejected it because she possessed a powerful bloodline Martial Soul, the Sealing Gate Martial Soul, which rejected and repelled the Purple Soul.

Lin Feng, on the other hand, directly swallowed the Purple Blood Lake containing the power of bloodlines.

Turning his gaze, Lin Feng looked at the enormous serpent coiling around. He approached slowly and crouched down.

As he lightly touched the serpent's body, it felt hollow inside, while Lin Feng's body trembled.

This was not a sculpture, but a real serpent.

The purple lake, in fact, was the blood of this serpent.

"What a powerful monster. Its blood forms a lake, possessing the power of bloodlines. And even after countless years, it still roars, still possessing life..."

Outside the forbidden land, the crowd still waited. The ancestral elder of the Purple Mansion also waited, but the door to the forbidden land remained silent, showing no response.

Not only the ancestral elder of the Purple Mansion but also all the people of the Purple Mansion had gathered here, quietly waiting, enclosing the corridor tightly.

A rumbling sound resonated, and the ground began to tremble. The crowd's gaze focused, looking down the mountain. They saw numerous divine steeds galloping madly, exuding a majestic aura.

Leading them was a person in white, veiled in gossamer, yet even just the outline made hearts race.

"Another stunning beauty!"

The crowd trembled inwardly, unaware of the identity of this group of riders or why they had directly ascended to the peak of the Purple Mansion.

The warhorses neighed, and those blood-red horses leaped directly onto the corridor, charging toward the Purple Mansion crowd with unparalleled dignity.

"So arrogant! Don't they know where they are?"

The crowd's eyes narrowed. These people actually charged in on horseback.

Their gaze fell on the leading figure, wondering why she had come and eager to see her face beneath the veil, comparing her to Duan Xinye.

"Where is Lin Feng?"

A clear voice rang out, causing the crowd's eyes to freeze. She came to find Lin Feng, once again Lin Feng!