As Lei Lin departed, the surrounding crowd also gradually dispersed.

Shi Feng and Huo Yu remained proudly standing in the desert, and at this moment, Shi Feng's soul power was already spreading deep into the desert's underground.

Not only that, Shi Feng also summoned over a dozen Little Yin Corpses from the Blood Stone Stele to burrow underground and investigate together.

Since Shi Feng had forcefully embedded the ancient text representing the Death Principle into the minds of each Yin Corpse, they had unlocked their talents.

Now, among the Yin Corpses in the Blood Stone Stele, the lowest realm was at the Fifth-stage Corpse Emperor Level!

The powerful soul power spread, and the Yin Corpses rapidly shuttled through the underground. As Shi Feng discovered that there was no danger below the surface, he released more and more Yin Corpses to secretly join the search.

Eventually, even the Corpse Emperor's Curse was sent underground by Shi Feng.

About three sticks of incense's time later, Shi Feng retracted his dispersed soul power. At this time, Huo Yu asked Shi Feng, "Boss, have you found anything?"

Huo Yu knew that Shi Feng's soul power was strong. If Shi Feng could find the ruins of the Mysterious Light Holy Land, they would truly be in for a fortune!

Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures, cultivation techniques, combat techniques, and possibly even the legendary Mysterious Light Divine Artifact!

However, following this, Huo Yu only saw Shi Feng shake his head and say, "Not a single discovery! The underground is very strange. Although this land keeps trembling, I can't find anything unusual or locate the source of the tremor. Huh!"

As Shi Feng and Huo Yu continued talking, suddenly, he let out a surprised "Huh."

Shi Feng's surprised "Huh" naturally fell into Huo Yu's ears.

Huo Yu's spirits lifted as he hurriedly asked Shi Feng, "Boss, have you discovered something?"

"Wait!" Shi Feng said.

"Oh!" Huo Yu uttered "Oh" and then fell silent, waiting. During the wait, his eyes remained fixed on Shi Feng, waiting for Shi Feng to tell him the answer.

"Could it be that this demon is truly the chosen one of Destiny? Even the long-lost ruins of the Mysterious Light Holy Land were found by him when no one else could?" Huo Yu muttered secretly in his heart.

Just like the protagonists in the stories he had heard, the protagonist's luck would often defy the heavens, acquiring all sorts of treasures, divine pets, beauties—invariably belonging to the main character.

Such ancient ruins were no exception.

Gradually, Huo Yu's gaze suddenly focused on the ground in front of him. In front of Shi Feng's feet, a withered, ghostly claw-like hand suddenly broke through the sand.

"Hmm? What kind of ghostly thing is this!" Huo Yu wanted to destroy the withered ghost claw with a strike, but Shi Feng hurriedly stopped him, saying, "Do not attack!"

"Oh?" Hearing Shi Feng's words, Huo Yu uttered another "Oh," this time with a slight frown.

It turns out the withered ghost claw was merely the hand of a Little Yin Corpse.

Shi Feng had quietly summoned the Yin Corpse from the Blood Stone Stele directly into the underground, so Huo Yu wasn't aware.

Next, another withered ghost claw stretched out from the sand, this time holding a snowy white spearhead!

An eighth-grade Saint Grade snowy white spearhead!

"I thought it was something extraordinary, turns out it's just an eighth-grade Saint Grade spearhead," Huo Yu murmured disdainfully as he looked at the snowy white spearhead.

When the spearhead first emerged, he thought some Supreme Secret Treasure appeared.

However, Shi Feng kept staring intently at the snowy white spearhead, which, to Huo Yu, was just an eighth-grade Saint Mysterious Artifact—not worth his while.

Yet, to Shi Feng, this snowy white spearhead was extremely important because it was crafted about twenty years ago by his disciple Xiao Tianyi and given to his other disciple, the City Lord of Heavenly Desolation City, Leng Aoyue!

Shi Feng had once learned from Luo Qingchuan that a few years ago, Leng Aoyue mysteriously disappeared without a trace!

To his surprise, he now encountered Leng Aoyue's spearhead in the Heavenly Tower Desert of the Wilderness Continent!

"Could it be that Ao Yue also came to the Wilderness Continent?" Shi Feng softly murmured, then bent down to take the snowy white spearhead from the ghost claw.

Shi Feng scrutinized it carefully again and confirmed, "No mistake! This is indeed Leng Aoyue's Snow Cloud Spearhead! Why is it here, what happened to Leng Aoyue, and where is he now?"

"Why is this demon so interested in this spearhead?" Huo Yu murmured, looking at Shi Feng with confusion.

He could hardly understand why Shi Feng would hold such an eighth-grade Saint Grade spearhead. Could it be he had some peculiar affinity for eighth-grade Saint Realm Mysterious Artifacts?

"Continue investigating!" Shi Feng then gave further orders to the Yin Corpses beneath the sand. With Shi Feng's order, the two withered ghost claws suddenly retracted back into the sand.

Now, Shi Feng's mind was wholly shifted from the ancient ruins to the search for other possible clues after finding Leng Aoyue's spearhead there.

However, seeing this snowy white spearhead filled Shi Feng with an overwhelming sense of unease. Leng Aoyue must have encountered something; otherwise, why would only this spearhead be left in this sand?

Nevertheless, regardless of what happened to Leng Aoyue, whether alive or dead, he must be found!

Shi Feng once again sent his retracted soul power into the underground sand, subsequently telling Huo Yu, "During this time, you are free!"

After saying this, Shi Feng's figure immediately flashed and disappeared beside Huo Yu.

"What's with this demon? Ever since he saw that damned spearhead, why did he suddenly seem so strange?" Huo Yu murmured inwardly as he watched Shi Feng's rapidly retreating figure.

He soon stopped worrying about Shi Feng since the demon had declared that during this time, he was free.

Huo Yu's gaze roved all around, then he turned and walked in the opposite direction of Shi Feng's departure.

...

Due to the tremors in this area, the flow of people became increasingly large. Shi Feng, whose figure occasionally flashed through the crowd, was now indistinguishable from the other people.

Yet, for Shi Feng, everyone else seemed as transparent as glass as he moved with his soul power still exploring the underground of this area.

And it wasn't just him; 2,599 Yin Corpses were also swiftly shuttling through the underworld. (Including Di Sha, there were originally 2,600 Yin Corpses in total, but during the exploration of the Demon God Fallen Land, one was mysteriously killed.)