Unstoppable Crushing: Starting from Adding Points in Dreams-Chapter 197 - 132 Copper Statue, Embark on the Journey!

Bang!!

Shrouded in fog within the Extreme Martial Arts Hall.

Several Faceless were repelled, smashing through glass and walls.

A Masked Man’s neck was clamped, as he was hoisted up by a lone arm, lifted off the ground.

Crack!

The sound of bones fracturing echoed, and the Masked Man died.

The rioting Black Soldier Ants controlled Faceless to attack, but to this.

Chen Feng’s eyes were lowered, his palms joined at his waist.

A streak of deep red rapidly enlarged, like flames dancing.

Swoosh!!!

Burning Flame Pillar!

In an instant, amid the banging sounds, all the Faceless bodies exploded, and the Black Soldier Ants flying out also evaporated into ashes.

Step!

He retracted his palms and took a step.

Chen Feng exhaled a breath of turbid air, very pleased with the clearing effect of this move.

In a blink, a gray orb of light came entirely towards him, advancing his Perception Talent progress.

[Perception Level 3: 61/100]

"Not bad."

Withdrawing his gaze, Chen Feng looked at the two pale blue orbs floating in front of him.

He reached out to grab them, and the lingering memories quickly surged in.

...

The sky was dark, a mist enshrouded, covering the entire Qinggang City.

Numerous eyes, either ghostly green or blood red appeared, and the suppressing atmosphere quietly spread.

"Look over there!"

Someone exclaimed, and the people in the scene looked.

It was a huge vertical pupil, golden throughout, emanating majesty.

Upon closer examination, the surrounding mist was rolling, revealing a long body.

It was, astonishingly, a massive Black Dragon.

Boom!!

A huge breath descended from the sky, the scene shattered, everything retracted.

His gaze flickered, Chen Feng was momentarily dazed.

He knew this must be the Legendary Black Disaster Creature, the Black Dragon, mentioned several times in the journal and other memory scenes.

He rubbed his head, paused for a moment.

He then reached out his hand again.

After a dozen seconds.

Regrettably sighing, he still couldn’t find the Extreme Fighting True Intent Visualization.

Next, he walked through the Martial Arts Hall, upstairs and downstairs, collecting eight Breakthroughs into his pocket.

Also, the Incomplete Iron Book containing the secrets of the second layer of Extreme Fighting Fist was secured by him.

[Metal Essence +1!]

[Metal Essence +1!]

[Metal Essence +1!]

More than ten seconds later, with a click, the Iron Book shattered into debris.

[Steel Bones Level 2: 87/100]

"Almost there."

A trace of Ancient Bronze grew between his palms, Chen Feng felt the hardness of Steel Bones increase again.

It already surpassed ordinary silver steel, if he could upgrade and Breakthrough.

"It will definitely compare to Golden Steel then!"

Suppressing his thoughts, he immediately walked out of the Martial Arts Hall, heading straight to the next location.

The oppressive misty sky made people depressed, but his strong will kept him exceptionally calm.

Whoosh!

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew, shaking the glass windows of surrounding buildings.

Perception alerted, Chen Feng’s pupils contracted, he hastily dodged into a nearby building.

Whoosh!!

The wind continued, he stood in a corner of the building and looked up.

A creature with nearly ten meters wingspan flew past half the sky.

Like an enlarged version of a Flying Eagle, its body feathers as black as iron, the beak dark gold.

Dual claws like iron hooks, tucked behind.

Each flap of its wings induced gusts of wind, causing buildings to slightly shake, as if engulfed in a hurricane.

"What kind of creature is this?"

With a grave expression, Chen Feng could feel that the creature’s aura was extremely strong, even slightly stronger than the Holy Shield Giant and the Giant Fierce Bear.

Definitely Golden Steel Level, at least corresponding to the Fourth Rank described in the copper plate.

Shaking his head in the unknown, he saw the Flying Eagle creature continue soaring, gradually disappearing into the dark misty north side.

Whoosh!

A piece of white paper was blown over, Chen Feng perceived subconsciously and saw its content.

"Huh?"

His gaze sharpened, he stepped forward to catch it.

Looking down, several lines of writing were revealed.

[Damn it, this Abyss Secret Realm is too ridiculous.]

[I accidentally entered a Snake Spirit Secret Realm, nearly lost my life...]

An exaggerated tone, and the handwriting somewhat familiar.

It inadvertently made Chen Feng think of the youth named Wang Yu.

[I’ve been chased for several days, it turns out because I am an outsider, rejected by the Secret Realm, no wonder those people could always find me.]

[Fortunately, the young master is lucky, survived death, and even obtained two Snake Crystal Fruits, good stuff, able to Breakthrough again.]

[But the natives in the Snake Spirit Secret Realm are really stupid, all humans, yet they worship the Snake Spirit... a bunch of tragically penned beings...]

The text abruptly ended, Chen Feng frowned.

Snake Spirit Secret Realm?

This person actually went in?

As thoughts flashed by, his previous guesses felt affirmed more strongly like verification.

The Evil God Church and the so-called Secret Realm actually do have some connection with this Dream World.

Instantly, he looked at the journal again.

Rejection, pursuit, Snake Spirit Fruit...

Several key words were sharply captured by him, and he roughly understood some keys to entering the Secret Realm.

Without hesitation, he chose to keep this page of the journal, stuffing it into his backpack.

The night was silent, after a moment of silence, Chen Feng continued to walk on.

Whether it was a coincidence or not, at least the information here, indeed held some use for him.

With his mind set, he entertained more thoughts.

...

...

"Evil God Church?"

Daytime, inside the Quiet Room.

Hearing Chen Feng’s request, Cao Tong was somewhat surprised.

"Yes, I want to know more about this."

"Especially related to the Snake Spirit Sect, the more detailed, the better."

Chen Feng found an excuse, Cao Tong pondered, not thinking too much.

He nodded, agreeing to prepare and collect relevant data.

"By the way, how are those three True Inheritors of the Songhe Style doing?"

Picking up the tea from the tea table and taking a sip, Chen Feng asked.

These were left as hostages, Songhe Style shouldn’t be without any movements.

"Senior Sister Wu told me that early this morning, two True Intent Level individuals from Songhe Style personally visited the Sect Leader."