C1055 Yan Shanming!
"Who are you? Hurry up and let us out. We are disciples of the Ancient Flame Clan."
The men immediately panicked, especially in the Glacial World that was bound to this ten thousand mile radius. They felt as if the fire in their bodies was about to be extinguished, and their Yuan Qi was depleting even faster. Not only that, but their auras were also becoming weaker and weaker, and their faces were pale.
Lin Feng looked at the few disciples of the Ancient Flame Clan, but he didn't say anything. He just stared at them. The question had already been asked. As for whether they would tell him or not, he could only wait. He wasn't in a hurry anyway.
Time passed by slowly. Lin Feng was not in a hurry, but the four disciples could not hold on any longer. In the Glacier World, their anger was almost extinguished. If it was any more serious, their lives would be in danger. Compared to their lives, nothing was a problem.
The man in the lead quickly waved his hand and shouted at Lin Feng, "I know, I know."
"I know too, I know how to get in."
"I also know how to get in. Please spare me."
All of a sudden, the four of them raised their hands and shouted loudly. They were afraid that their voices would be much weaker than the other party's, and they would lose the chance to leave this place.
Lin Feng laughed out loud. He wasn't worried that the four of them would say it, because they would definitely say that if fire met ice, it would be a dead end. If the four of them didn't tell him the way to enter the Ancient Flame Clan, then the only thing that awaited them was death, because Lin Feng really did want to do so.
But since they all wanted to tell him the way to enter the Ancient Flame Clan, then Lin Feng would spare the lives of these disciples for the sake of the Flame Emperor. He raised his head and looked at the four disciples, then asked indifferently: "How do I enter?"
"This young master must be a genius from the other three clans. He must be here to find our Ancient Flame Clan's genius, right?" The man in the lead mustered his courage and asked carefully. Then, he looked at Lin Feng tentatively.
After Lin Feng heard the man's question, his expression changed slightly. He pretended to be very angry and shouted, "Do you want to die?"
"No, no, Young Master, please spare my life. I won't ask anymore. I won't ask." When the man in the lead saw that Lin Feng was enraged, his expression immediately changed. He kept shaking his head, afraid that Lin Feng would kill him.
Lin Feng sneered, then continued to look at the four of them and shouted in a deep voice: "Speak, how do you enter the Ancient Flame Clan?"
"Young master, other than the Flame Talisman, there is only one way to enter the pass. If you claim to be a foreign disciple of the Flame Ancestor, the elder guarding the pass would definitely not dare to stop you." The man in the lead said as he looked at Lin Feng warily. He was still afraid that Lin Feng would kill him.
"The Flame Ancestor is the ancestor of the Ancient Flame Clan. He has roamed the outside world for many years, and there are many descendants of other clans. Therefore, the Flame Ancestor has given an order that as long as a descendant of his clan appears, he must be allowed to pass. No one is allowed to stop him."
"So if the young master wants to tell the elder this information without going through the flame token, they won't dare to stop him."
After the man in the lead spoke, the other three disciples hurriedly added. They were afraid that if they said anything less, they would be punished by Lin Feng.
Hearing this, Lin Feng had a rough idea in his heart. After knowing the way to enter the checkpoint, Lin Feng finally heaved a sigh of relief.
"When I successfully enter the checkpoint, I'll let you guys out." Lin Feng said a promise to the four of them indifferently, and then he disappeared from the Glacier World, not leaving behind a single trace of his aura. When the four disciples of the Ancient Flame Clan saw this, they could only hope that Lin Feng would be able to enter smoothly.
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Lin Feng appeared in the Flame Cave. In front of him was the checkpoint set up by the Ancient Flame Clan. As long as he entered the cave, he would basically enter the real Ancient Flame Clan. The natural villages above were also inhabited by disciples of the Ancient Flame Clan, but they were all patrolling disciples. The real Ancient Flame Clan was still located in the Flame Cave.
After Lin Feng came up with the second method, he calmed down a lot. He strode towards the checkpoint, and the closer he got, the closer Lin Feng entered the line of sight of the elders of the Ancient Flame Clan. The four elders stopped and looked at Lin Feng warily.
"Place your palm on the flaming token." The leader of the group, an elder in a fire-colored robe, ordered as he pointed to the flaming token next to him.
Lin Feng glanced at the Flame Talisman, but shook his head indifferently. This scene in the eyes of the four elders immediately aroused a trace of doubt and puzzlement. They could not help but ask Lin Feng: "What do you mean?"
"I am not a disciple of the Ancient Flame Clan. The Flame Talisman cannot verify my identity." Lin Feng said indifferently. His tone was also very calm, but Lin Feng's words were calm. The expressions of the four elders who heard his words changed drastically. They all looked at Lin Feng vigilantly, ready to make their move.
There were four elders, one at the fifth level of Divine Monarch, and three at the fourth level of Divine Monarch. With this kind of strength, if Lin Feng were to force his way in, there would still be a glimmer of hope, but it wouldn't be safe. Furthermore, Lin Feng knew the second and safest method, so there was no need to take the risk.
"I am an outer sect disciple of the Flame Ancestor. I have come to pay my respects to the Ancestral Master." Lin Feng said indifferently, causing the expressions of the four elders to change. This time, they were much more shocked than before. Another Flame Ancestor's disciple?
What was going on today? Two disciples who claimed to be Flame Ancestor had already walked in, but they had no choice but to let them pass. The Flame Ancestor had ordered that no one was allowed to stop any of his disciples, so even if the four elders were suspicious, they could not stop them. Furthermore, if they were not Flame Ancestor's disciples, how could they know about the Flame Ancestor?
Thus, the four elders were quickly relieved, and the doubts in their hearts lessened by a lot. However, the elder in the lead still said, "Since you are the Flame Ancestor's disciple, you must know how to play with fire, right?"
"Fire with fire? Is that so?" Lin Feng did not wait for the old man to finish speaking. The corner of his mouth curled into a smile. Then, the Eye of Jiayan on his forehead suddenly appeared. A scorching flame almost burned the elder's fire-colored robe, causing the old man's expression to change.1
"As expected of the Flame Ancestor, quickly invite him in." When the four elders saw that Lin Feng really knew how to play with fire, they couldn't help but be overjoyed and became much more respectful. If Lin Feng was really a descendant of the Flame Ancestor, then he would be their grandmaster.
In the Ancient Flame Clan, the Flame Ancestor was two generations higher than the Patriarch, and one generation higher than the Grand Elder. Naturally, he was three generations higher than ordinary elders like them. Therefore, the disciples of the Flame Ancestor should be called grandmaster, but the grandmaster was unable to speak.
Lin Feng smiled faintly, and then he walked into the pass. The four elders did not pass through any obstructions, nor did they dare to stop him. They walked in and exhaled, preparing to enter the depths of the Ancient Flame Clan.
"Stop!"
But at this moment, when Lin Feng was about to relax, a sudden shout came from beside him, causing Lin Feng's footsteps to stop again and again. Finally, he stopped and raised his head to look at the person who had shouted to stop him, or rather, a middle-aged man.
The man was the same as the other disciples of the Ancient Flame Clan. He wore a fiery red robe, and his aura was very hot. From beginning to end, he was emitting a strong aura of flames. His appearance was even more handsome, and there was a hint of arrogance between his brows.
When the four elders saw that the man had appeared and stopped Lin Feng, their expressions couldn't help but change. But very quickly, they bent down and did not dare to raise their heads to look at the middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man slowly walked to Lin Feng's side. He looked at the four elders behind him and shouted in a deep voice, "I am the descendant of the Flame Ancestor. You, come with me."
The middle-aged man's words caused Lin Feng's expression to change slightly, and he became even more nervous. He secretly clenched his fists. At such a critical moment, he had actually met a descendant of the Flame Ancestor.
The four elders also lowered their heads. This middle-aged man was indeed a disciple of the Flame Ancestor, and he was also the first one who had returned to the Ancient Flame Clan to work for the Flame Ancestor and the other scattered juniors. And now, the middle-aged man had a very high status, and even the patriarch of the Ancient Flame Clan had to call him senior brother.
Lin Feng looked at the man in front of him. He was already at the fifth level of Divine Monarch and was about to break through to the sixth level of Divine Monarch. He might not be able to defeat such a genius.
Lin Feng turned around and glanced at the four elders. If he were to be found out at this moment, the four elders plus this man, he would have no chance of winning, and he wouldn't be able to find Shi Siming and Lin Ou in the Martial Soul World. Doing so would be against the rules.
Therefore, Lin Feng could only nod to the middle-aged man and follow him into the depths of the forest. When the four elders saw this, they took a deep breath. Only after the two Flame Ancestor's descendants had left, did it become peaceful.
"Seriously, why are the descendants of the Flame Ancestor appearing in groups this time?" The elder in the lead grumbled, but no other elder agreed. Only then did he know that no one dared to talk about the Flame Ancestor, so he obediently shut his mouth.
Lin Feng followed behind the middle-aged man. After entering the checkpoint, the entire Ancient Flame Clan covered a large area, and the area within a few hundred miles was the territory of the Ancient Flame Clan. Furthermore, it was extremely bustling and grand, and other than the streets, there were almost all fiery red pavilions and halls.
A world of red flames appeared in front of Lin Feng's eyes, but he was not in the mood to enjoy it.
Because the middle-aged man in front of him had already turned around and was looking at him warily, which meant that he had seen through his identity as the Flame Ancestor's junior.
"I am not a descendant of the Flame Ancestor. I am Lin Feng, one of the participants." Lin Feng did not wait for the middle-aged man to speak and directly shouted, as if he was taking the initiative to explain himself.
When the middle-aged man heard Lin Feng's words, his expression immediately changed. Originally, he was a little angry, but when Lin Feng called out his name, the middle-aged man's heart couldn't help but palpitate.
"What did you say your name was?" The man continued to ask, but his eyes had already become cautious.
"My name is Lin Feng.
Lin Feng cupped his fists and said his name again.
"Haha, what a coincidence. Tsk tsk."
But Lin Feng would never have thought that just as he said his name, he would be met with the laughter of the other party. Instantly, the serious atmosphere disappeared without a trace.
"Senior, what are you doing?" Lin Feng looked at the middle-aged man in surprise. He was very surprised by the latter's behavior.
"Do you know who I am?" After the middle-aged man finished laughing, his expression suddenly became serious as he looked at Lin Feng and asked.
Lin Feng was slightly stunned. He carefully sized up the man and shook his head.
"Yan Shanming!"
[Today is the third chapter]
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