Ye Feng thought that he was mentally prepared enough to face the violent spatial vortex, but after entering the violent vortex, he still had a feeling of being caught off guard.

The power of space was too violent, and the turbulence was extremely intense, as if the propeller with the extreme speed was circling, and the space that was stirred, the violent and fierce aura, instantly submerged Ye Feng's entire person.

Ye Feng didn't even know how he survived.

Maybe it was a moment, or maybe it lasted for a long time, but all in all, his understanding of the way of space had made amazing progress, and he barely kept his body intact.

After crossing the space node and returning to the real world, Ye Feng's consciousness was actually very clear, and everything around him also clearly appeared in the sea of consciousness.

Orcs, Humans, Ghost Horse Lords, Beast Nine Strikes, Wu Shui.

From these clues, Ye Feng easily came to the conclusion that he had returned to the Orc Continent where he had been here.

Although he was conscious, Ye Feng's body couldn't move at all, his whole body was extremely stiff, every joint seemed to be fixed, and every inch of muscle was tense to the extreme. It's hard and can't move.

The wreaking havoc of the vortex brought to Ye Feng was that a fierce spatial power poured into his body, hovering in it, frantically destroying everything he encountered.

In order to block this destruction, Ye Feng had to do his best to seal his body and compress the power of space to prevent it from destroying his body, and at the cost of Ye Feng being completely unable to move.

Only by thoroughly digesting this spatial power could he regain his body's consciousness.

Therefore, he stoned the executioner of the ghost horse clan to death, and then was taken away by Wu Shui, fled to the mountains and forests, and was finally caught up by the ghost horse lord, Ye Feng knew everything clearly, and there was no omission.

For Wu Shui, a little human guy, Ye Feng actually appreciates it. After all, what the other party cultivated was the Nine Strikes of the Beast that he had modified and ordered to spread. Seriously speaking, Wu Shui can actually be regarded as Ye Feng's apprentice and grandson.

Therefore, when the Ghost Horse Lord was about to kill Wu Shui, Ye Feng tried his best in exchange for a chance for himself to move. Although it is only the degree of slight movement of the fingers, it is enough to deal with the realm of life and death.

And the price of this move was that the spatial power in Ye Feng's body became more violent, and there were faint signs of breaking out of his body.

As a result, Ye Feng focused all his attention on suppressing the internal riot in his body, and did not respond to Wu Shui's incessant talk, in fact, he couldn't respond.

On the other side, Wu Shui didn't get Ye Feng's response, so he was stunned for a long time, and then he had a new action.

He resisted Ye Feng and continued to march towards the deep mountains.

Although the Ghost Horse Lord has died, Wu Shui believes that the masters of Ghost Horse City must still be searching. Although his strength has increased greatly, Wu Shui also knows that in the Ghost Horse Clan, there are countless masters whose strength is above him, and Ye Feng can save him once, but he may not save him a second time.

After advancing for hundreds of miles, Wu Shui found a hidden cave and hid in it, preparing to be a retracted turtle.

He nagged a few words to Ye Feng from time to time, hoping that the other party would wake up soon, but Ye Feng had always been motionless like a sculpture, which made Wu Shui's dreams frequently fall through.

Placing Ye Feng respectfully on a flat rock, Wu Shui breathed a sigh of relief, and the whole person was paralyzed on the ground panting, exhausted to the extreme.

Carrying Ye Feng, Wu Shui felt like carrying a mountain, so heavy that he was so tired that he almost fell on his stomach halfway.

Ye Feng, who had cultivated the Heaven and Earth Melting Pot Technique, the strength of his physical body became greater and greater, and correspondingly, the density naturally became higher and higher, and the weight was of course heavier and heavier. Usually, when Ye Feng moves, he will control himself to adapt to the surrounding environment, so as not to let his weight crush the ground. But at this time, in order to control the power of space in his body, he completely let go of the control of his body, and the heavy weight was naturally borne by Wu Shui.

Wu Shui gasped for a long time and relieved his breath.

He glanced at Ye Feng and saw that the other party was still motionless, so he sighed and began to sit cross-legged and began to cultivate.

Having just broken through to the Danju Realm, Wu Shui also needs to consolidate the realm well. On the other hand, this is also his habit of daily cultivation, squeezing out all kinds of spare time in his daily life, constantly working hard to cultivate, and not wasting a single minute.

As a member of the human race on the Orc Continent, Wu Shui knew very well how precious a technique that could allow humans to cultivate, and he was fortunate to be able to get the opportunity to cultivate, if he didn't work hard enough, he would be ashamed of the world.

Wu Shui began to meditate and cultivate, completely forgetting himself.

Four days passed unconsciously, and during these four days, Wu Shui spent most of his time cultivating, but in addition, he also went out to investigate from time to time, in case he was blocked by the masters of the Ghost Horse Clan.

In fact, the powerhouses of the Ghost Horse clan did search the area where Wu Shui was hiding in the cave, and the entire Musashi Mountain was their search range.

Wu Shui cautiously retreated into the cave and cleared all traces around him.

"My lord, these wretched people are so hateful, and I didn't do anything bad to them, but they chased me after me and wanted to put me to death. These damn orcs are too vicious and vicious. None of them are good things, and they have issued a ban to prevent us humans from cultivating......"

"Why? Only they can become strong, but we human beings can only be weak for the rest of our lives, and once we become strong, we become heinous and sinful. Do they want us to be their slaves forever? I can't bear it......"

Wu Shui knelt in front of Ye Feng and chattered in a low voice.

Because of the extremely tight net in the outside world, Wu Shui's mood involuntarily became depressed, and the emotion in his heart undoubtedly increased, and some things that he usually didn't want to say or couldn't say couldn't stop taking them out at this time. He regarded the silent Ye Feng as a confidant object.

In fact, these words, Wu Shui has been suppressed in his heart for many years.

In Ghost Horse City, he grew up and struggled to survive. But orphans like him, few who survive to adulthood, will die silently in some dark corner because of one danger or another, and no one will know that the whole thing is rotting.

It was precisely because he was at the bottom that Wu Shui had a clearer understanding of the essence of the entire orc world. In this world, humans are slaves controlled by orcs, and this control is everywhere and everywhere. There may be a few orcs who show a gentle attitude towards humans and seem to be very friendly, but when it comes to the entire group of orcs, that kind of discrimination against humans has gone deep into the bone marrow.

Why do the orcs hate "Nine Strikes of the Beast" and issue a ban on killing, wanting to kill every human who cultivates the Nine Strikes of the Beast?

There is only one reason, the orcs are afraid that humans will get out of their control, and they are afraid that humans will seek revenge on them for the blood feud accumulated over countless years.

Every human who has cultivated "Nine Strikes of Wild Beasts" is a seed, once they are allowed to take root, sprout and blossom, continue to grow, and finally bear abundant fruits, then, this kind of change, like a virus, will quickly spread to the entire orc world.

A spark can start a prairie fire.

One or two human beings who have cultivated the exercises are not terrifying, but thousands, or even hundreds of thousands, or even hundreds of thousands of human beings have begun to cultivate, and the power contained in them has made the orcs creepy.

The undercurrent is turbulent, and the magma fire burns quietly in the depths of the earth, and once it erupts, it must be a shock.

Therefore, the Orc Alliance regards this matter as a first-level matter of life and death, and does its best to hunt down and kill every human who cultivates the "Nine Strikes of the Wild Beast", even if it is rumored, it will not hesitate.

But it has to be said that the more severe the oppression, the greater the power that comes from the backlash.

The Nine Strikes of the Wild Beast was only deliberately spread by someone with a heart at first, but after a few years, this technique has spread throughout the orc world and has become something that can be seen everywhere.

Although the exercise was transferred underground because of the ban of the Orc Alliance, its spread was still in full swing. Human beings are spreading it spontaneously, many people are silently cultivating, silently powerful, what the ban can prohibit is only a small part of it, and more of it is still hidden in the dark, waiting for the day when it will completely erupt.

Wu Shui's vision is too shallow, so he naturally can't see that far, and all he can see is the changes in the area of Ghost Horse City.

His greatest desire to cultivate "Nine Strikes of the Wild Beast", in addition to strengthening himself and not allowing himself to be bullied again, did not have the factors that wanted to change the suffocating environment of the ghost horse territory.

Wu Shui babbled a lot, and his mood began to become much lighter, as if the burden on his shoulders had become lighter.

"Do you want to change all this?"

Just when Wu Shui wanted to cultivate, in the cave, an unfamiliar voice suddenly came, faint and hoarse.

Wu Shui was instantly creepy, and the whole person jumped up, like a fried cat.

"Who? Who's talking?"

He looked left and right, vigilantly watching every corner of the cave.

In the end, Wu Shui's gaze fell on Ye Feng, who had been standing still, his mouth opened slightly, and his face was full of consternation.

Ye Feng, who had not moved, had opened his eyes silently, and in the dim and gloomy cave, his eyes, like deep black pearls, exuded a deep and majestic light.

He was looking at Wu Shui quietly, with a hint of scrutiny in his eyes.

(End of chapter)