Just reborn, my wife and daughter were humiliated

After Ye Feng heard the explosion of the rocks around him, he didn't even have any intention of moving.

According to normal human logic, one would definitely choose to leave this dangerous area and would not be willing to get involved in any inexplicable incidents.

But Ye Feng thought differently. He felt that things would become interesting only when they encountered troubles.

Moreover, he still has a lot of unknowns about the entire abyss's thousands of years of historical structure.

"Since we are already here, it wouldn't hurt to meet more warriors here."

"After all, the secular martial arts world will go to war with them in the future. Only by knowing ourselves and the enemy can we win every battle."

"If we can discover other skills other than the Abyss Elimination Skill, we will surely be able to come up with some countermeasures in advance!"

"Otherwise, I will be blinded by the time the time comes. If any member of my Ye family suffers any loss, I will definitely feel very distressed."

Ye Feng put his hands behind his back, showing a look of confidence in victory.

At this moment, his aura had fully demonstrated the majesty of the head of the Ye family.

Although he looked a little disheveled, there was still dirt buried in the ground on his body.

But for any warrior, the most crucial thing is to see the degree of deterrence it will bring to others!

As if sensing that the kid outside was going to get serious, the old man hiding in the dilapidated temple cursed inwardly.

In the past, he had met some warriors who came from the thousand-year-old capital of the Ten Kings.

At most, they wanted to go to the edge of the Misty Forest to hunt some creatures to earn some weapons and money.

There aren't many fools who dare to continue to confront bad signs.

It's obvious that this guy is just a young and inexperienced person!

The old man from the hunting sect had already given up his intention to play a prank and deliberately destroyed several locations to warn the other party of the dangerous phenomena.

But he never expected that Ye Feng had no intention of leaving, and his words became more radical!

The old man from the hunting sect chewed the dogtail grass like bubble gum, with a thoughtful expression on his face, and muttered to himself:

"What kind of weirdos has the abyss bred now? Earlier, I saw a bunch of lunatics rushing in, and I was trying to stop them from running into my dilapidated temple."

"Don't tear down this shelter from the wind and rain, but don't challenge the creatures who dare to challenge the strength of the Saint Realm."

"At that time, the giant bear slapped me with two claws and turned me into a pulp. The rest of my body was hollowed out and eaten cleanly."

When the old man from Liemen thought of this scene, he felt his stomach acid churning wildly.

It was a bit too horrific to watch at the time, and it was fortunate that the kid did not accidentally enter the giant bear's territory.

Even the Lord of the Capital City and the Ten Thousand-Year-Old Kings who came alone did not dare to confront him head-on.

"Later, I went to pick up the supplies they dropped, only to find out that they were just experiments in Zhao's capital!"

"Since it is a product of failure, they are just thrown here and treated as garbage. They are really a bunch of cruel and ruthless guys who don't even take the lives of their own local warriors seriously."

"For so many years, the conflicts between the secular world and them have never stopped."

"Now that I think about it, the enemies we are facing are not ordinary ones. We are simply competing with lunatics to defeat these unreasonable lunatics!"

When the old man from Liemen said this, his eyes turned from bright at the beginning to a little gloomy.

It seemed that when it came to issues concerning his hometown, he felt more helpless.

He couldn't help but want to change it all, but his personal ability was very limited.

Places like the Liemen where they had taken root have all become a thing of the past, not to mention that it was already extremely difficult for a former elder like him to survive.

Even though the Liemen was extremely glorious hundreds of years ago, it was highly valued by the dynasty.

But nowadays, the world has changed dramatically, and the martial arts world has completely changed.

Not to mention their sects... which make a living by raising living creatures and are gradually becoming less valuable.

The old man from Liemen now has trouble even staying alive. He has to hide from the soldiers from the capital city who come to the Misty Forest from time to time to avoid being discovered by them.

Under such circumstances, how could he pass through the numerous checkpoints set by the abyss and successfully reach the entrance to the secular world and go back?

"A hero never loses his bravery!"

"But I have used secret words to tell the creatures that have lived in the abyss over the years and have been transformed by my hands to hide in the depths of the Misty Forest."

"Even if I'm killed and eaten by ferocious creatures, it's still much better than falling into the hands of humans and being tortured and used as a puppet."

"Especially the Thousand-Year-Old King Zhao, who not only inherited the habit of raising poisonous insects that all the lords of the ten capitals have, but is also full of ideas for various experiments and transformations on living creatures."

"In the past, when the Hunters were cautious, people from various villages in the mountains came to ask for help. For those creatures that didn't listen, we chose to severely injure them."

"If it's really hopeless, then we'll just solve it quickly. We won't do it like them..."

The old man from Liemen seemed to have been lonely for too long, so he saw someone coming out.

That's why I was reminded of my human nature by the sight of the scene.

Otherwise, he felt that he had become an animal that only ate, drank, defecated and urinated in this aimless life.

It seemed that during careful observation, he suddenly became aware of the dirty-looking boy in front of him.

He is somewhat similar to Ye Wenchang, a legendary figure who once left many glorious deeds in the abyss and made the thousand-year-old Zhao capital so angry that he vomited blood.

The old man from the Hunter Gate said with emotion: "At that time, all the warriors in the Abyss lived under the oppression of the Thousand Years Old and were passively enslaved by them."

"Even if things were randomly assigned and sacrificed in vain, there was no way to find a way to hold them accountable."

"So the atmosphere of respecting warriors has become stronger here, and ordinary people without cultivation are even worse than pigs and dogs."

"But who would have thought that there would be someone who could get close to King Zhao and become his bosom friend and mentor."

"Even at the most critical moment, he still chose to do an act of kindness, speaking up for all the warriors in the abyss so that they can live with dignity."

"Even though he is a secular person, he still cannot stand watching the lives of ordinary people being wasted here."

When the old man from Liemen said this, his eyes were filled with tears, as if he regarded Ye Wenchang as an idol.

No, this is already worthy of being called worship of God!

It’s a pity that the good times didn’t last long.

After Ye Wenchang left the abyss, he was hunted down by the Abyss Lord's order.

As long as he lives, he will have to bear the wrath of the abyss. Moreover, the old man from the Hunter Gate was totally unaware of this and accidentally broke into this place.

His original intention at that time was simply because his last colleague had died of old age in the secular world.

Furthermore, the Abyss not only stirred up trouble without reason and destroyed the remaining foundation of the Hunter Clan, but also took away the living beings who had accompanied and protected them for many years.

He was plundering all the secular mountains and turning them into the wealth and products of the abyss, and he was following them in every way he could.

But it happened to coincide with a time when the ten major capital cities were conducting strict inspections and secular warriors had nowhere to hide in the abyss.

The old man from the hunting sect could only end up in the misty forest, where he was in a desperate situation.

The worst problem is that they have to go through dozens of patrols a day, and each round is composed of several powerful saints!