Chu Feng didn't dare to have the slightest slack at the moment, even if it was the slightest slackness, in the next time, what he would bring to himself might be some heavy price.

Chu Feng began to maintain his vigilance and continued to walk towards the depths of this area.

As Chu Feng deepened, there were more and more dead things appearing in front of him.

Some of these dead creatures are huddling with each other and wandering in the dark, while others are hunting for a lone opponent weaker than themselves.

There are dead things fighting everywhere, some one-on-one, some many-on-one, and still many against many.

They fought each other, suppressed their opponents, and then sucked the flame from their opponent's eyes and turned it into the flame in their own eyes, so that the flames in their eyes that were about to burst at any time gradually became firm and thick.

Sometimes, in order to snatch the ownership of the flame, a conflict broke out between the dead creatures who had clearly fought side by side, and the battle continued to spread.

It is not until the final winner is decided, the flames are devoured cleanly, and even the essence remaining in the bones of the opponent has to be absorbed, and he is willing to continue to look for the next prey.

Most of these dead creatures are of very low rank, and when converted into the cultivation level of monks, they are only at the level of the fourth or fifth order.

But their actual combat power has to be greatly discounted, because they have no thoughts, and their movements are extremely stiff, they will only use the most savage impact and collision, using brute force to inflict blows on the opponent, such a combat method, even if it is a fifth-order cultivation, it is only a fourth-order combat power at most.

These dead things all looked at Chu Feng with fierce eyes, but none of them dared to step forward, they instinctively feared Chu Feng, because the gap between their cultivation was too big, so big that they couldn't make up for it with quantity, so even if they coveted the essence contained in Chu Feng's body, they wouldn't come close.

This situation immediately reminded Chu Feng of the worm.

The worm should have felt its own breath as well, but the worm was still on the ground.

This shows that the worm doesn't seem to be afraid of Chu Feng, maybe the cultivation corresponding to the worm's body is also very high, so it is not afraid of Chu Feng.

Chu Feng faintly raised his hair a little, he didn't know what he would encounter if he went deeper like this, but he was sure that it would definitely not be a good thing.

Chu Feng was a little undecided, he frowned slightly, hesitated for a moment, but still moved forward.

Once he reached the area where the dead thing of the eighth order was, he gave up his advance.

As long as he didn't encounter a ninth-order dead thing, he would be safe now, and these dead things didn't dare to touch it.

Chu Feng advanced silently, his right hand never leaving the hilt of his dragon's mane sword, ready to draw his sword at any time.

However, Chu Feng had never encountered a dead object with a higher cultivation, which made Chu Feng breathe a sigh of relief.

Just when Chu Feng took a breath, Chu Feng smelled a special breath.

The breath of blood.

Chu Feng's expression couldn't help but change suddenly.

Chu Feng took a few more steps, and he felt that the bloody qi gradually became thicker.

Chu Feng's face changed slightly, because he knew what he had discovered.

This bloody breath is exactly the same as the bloody breath of the blood pool.

In front of him was the source of the pool of blood, if not all, of it.

Chu Feng's color changed slightly, and he walked quickly towards the source of the blood pool.

Chu Feng walked quickly, without the slightest delay, without even the slightest hesitation.

As Chu Feng continued to advance, the bloody aura became thicker and thicker, and it had reached the point where Chu Feng was shocked.

Although this kind of bloody qi is far less than the bloody qi of the blood pool, it is enough to cause a catastrophe for the creatures of any world.

Fortunately, in this world, there are only dead things, not living beings.

Chu Feng soon came to the source of the bloody qi, and what appeared in front of Chu Feng was a well.

A well, which looks extremely old, still has a wheel, but it has dried up and cracked due to severe water loss.

Chu Feng was stunned, and at this time he found that within a radius of more than three hundred zhang from the ancient well, there was not a single dead thing approaching, even if it was a dead thing wandering aimlessly, it just kept a distance, circling around the ancient well.

The dead creatures may have instinctively feared the well, or ...... They are limited by what they are, so they can't get closer.

Chu Feng decided to give it a try, and he quickly got up and grabbed the skeleton that was circling the ancient well, bringing it into the boundary that it had circled itself.

At the moment of entering the boundary, the skeleton that had not struggled even if it was held by Chu Feng began to struggle and resist violently, its entire body twitched violently, constantly making a "click" sound, and the flames in its eyes jumped wildly, like a candle flame in the wind, swaying and would be extinguished at any time.

Chu Feng let go of his hand and put the skeleton on the ground, but the skeleton fell to its knees suddenly, and then bowed to the well in infinite panic, without the slightest intention of stopping.

Chu Feng frowned slightly, and took the skeleton out of the boundary it had demarcated, and then the skeleton seemed to have forgotten everything just now, and began to slowly wander around its previous route again.

Chu Feng was now basically convinced that these skeletons didn't come near here because they were afraid, because they instinctively felt fear of the well.

But there is no conflict between the bloody breath and the dead things, why should these dead things fear this well that exudes a rich blood aura?

Is there something in the well?

Chu Feng approached the ancient well in silence, he pursed his lips slightly, and then he looked at the ancient rope hanging on the wheel, stretched out his hand and shook the rope slightly.

It was heavy underneath the rope, and it seemed that something was hanging, maybe a bucket, maybe something.

Chu Feng hesitated for a moment, then stretched out his right hand and put it on Gu Jing's shaking hand.

He was going to shake up what was hanging from the bottom of the rope and take a look.

Chu Feng took a deep breath, then exhaled slowly, trying his best to calm his mood without waves, and then he clenched his hand and shook it.

Chu Feng suddenly felt his right shoulder sink slightly.

Chu Feng suddenly felt a chill in his heart, he felt something fall on his shoulder, but he didn't know what it was.

Chu Feng's clothes were suddenly soaked with cold sweat, and beads of sweat oozed from his forehead, and he noticed that the muscles in his body couldn't help but tighten, and his teeth ...... Even colliding with each other.

Chu Feng took a deep breath and forced his already stiff neck muscles to turn—he slowly turned his head to the right—he wanted to see what had landed on his right shoulder.

Almost with the courage to die, his right shoulder finally appeared in Chu Feng's eyes...... But his right shoulder was empty, nothing.

Chu Feng wanted to take a long breath, but before he could even let out this breath, he felt his left shoulder sink.

Chu Feng, who had already put his mind at ease, couldn't help but shudder.

Chu Feng didn't know who it was and what was going on, so he could only turn his head to the left - this time, he twisted his head very violently, he didn't want to give the other party another chance to tease him - but this time it was still empty, as if the sinking that Chu Feng felt was an illusion.

Chu Feng turned his head again, and he let out a sigh.

Then he felt his shoulders sink, and then a chill emanated from the vest and spread all the way through his body.

Chu Feng saw two snow-white arms—or rather not snow-white, but dead ashes, without a trace of variegation, slowly stretching out from his shoulders.

It was like two women's arms, very slender, and the fingers were very slender, but the nails were very sharp, as if they had not been trimmed for a long time.

A trace of hair fell on the back of Chu Feng's neck, a little itchy, making Chu Feng couldn't help but shiver.

Chu Feng staggered forward a few steps, causing those arms to disappear from his shoulders, and then turned abruptly, leaving nothing behind him.

Chu Feng was a little frightened.

Chu Feng's eyes widened, but at this moment, the pair of dead gray arms once again came from behind Chu Feng, put it on Chu Feng's shoulders, slowly stretched out, and then a cold body pressed against Chu Feng's back.

Chu Feng held back the panic in his heart, and did not fear, but suddenly pulled out the dragon's mane sword, swung the sword and slashed it behind him, and the shot was the sword intent he learned from the Fusang Emperor, straight and sharp, and a sword that could pierce through the Six Realms with one blow.

But the sword slashed into the air.

Nothing.

The arm was gone, the strand of hair rubbing against the back of his neck was gone, and the cold body that pressed against his back was gone.

Chu Feng hurriedly took a few steps back, quickly sorting out his thoughts.

This world can no longer bear the Great Emperor, so the strongest person is also the peak of the ninth order, but the peak of the ninth order cannot exceed Chu Feng's perception, after all, his combat power is already equal to the middle of the ninth order.

Therefore, what he saw just now should be something that has surpassed the peak of the ninth order, but has not yet reached the level of the Great Emperor.

It's teasing itself.

Chu Feng was a little annoyed, but then he shook his head and pursed his lips slightly, even if he surpassed the peak of the ninth order, as long as he did not reach the level of the Great Emperor, he would always be within the conceivable level of the ninth order, even if there was a gap, it would definitely not reach the point where Chu Feng would be approached and teased unconsciously.

Moreover, the most critical point is that even if a dead thing reaches the sky, it is still a dead thing after all.

Its thinking will always be only instinct and the obsession that was retained at the last moment of its life, and there will be no complicated so-called tricks on people.

Therefore, Chu Feng was basically sure that he had not met anyone, and everything he had seen and felt just now was an illusion - this hallucination was of course not caused by his own dazzle, but because he had fallen into the illusion.

Chu Feng looked at the well in front of him, and then gave up the idea of taking a closer look.

This well is so weird, those dead things don't dare to approach this well, there is definitely a deeper reason.

Chu Feng retreated slowly, gradually withdrawing from the area that the dead things had demarcated that they could never approach, and the chill that enveloped Chu Feng and made Chu Feng feel chills all over his body completely faded at this moment.

But Chu Feng saw a person, a person standing - or rather floating on top of that ancient well.

It was a woman.