"Damn it! This kid must be a reincarnation of a monkey, how could he run so fast?"
"This kid is no ordinary person. At such a young age, he has such strength, and he was able to escape from our three-person sword formation. It's clear that this kid has extraordinary talent."
"Exactly. This is the first time I've seen someone who can perform the Illusion Palm to such an extent. If he continues to grow, I can't even imagine what it would be like."
"Since that's the case, we can't let him leave alive today. Otherwise, there will be endless troubles."
The more the three of them understood Chu Feng's strength, the more ruthless they became. They had secretly decided to strangle Chu Feng within this Spirit Herb Mountain.
"The three of them are so fast. They can't shake off me."
At the same time, Chu Feng was also amazed by the strength of the three. Although his strength was far stronger than those of the same level, when facing a martial artist who was one level higher than him, he also felt powerless.
Fortunately, the in Chu Feng's was very abundant. He believed that if they kept running like this, the three of them would surely give up the chase due to exhaustion.
However, Chu Feng also considered another issue. The influence of the Sword Dao Alliance was not insignificant. If they left the Spirit Herb Mountain in the future, these three would use the influence of the Sword Dao Alliance against him, which would also be a problem.
So Chu Feng was hesitating whether to simply give up and use the Thunder Three Formations to kill the three of them outright.
But in the end, he still gave up this idea. After all, killing fellow disciples was a major sin. If any traces of evidence were discovered, even the Chu Family might be implicated.
"Buzz"
Just at this moment, Chu Feng was astonished to find that white light appeared all around him.
Because it was already dark now, when this light appeared, it was extremely dazzling and very strange.
"This is..."
The light grew stronger and stronger, making the forest as bright as a daytime. But what shocked Chu Feng the most was that countless white bones appeared around him.
Large piles of white bones, densely piled up in the forest, like an ocean, without end.
And these white bones were very special. Not only were they as white as jade, but each white bone was also emitting a terrifying aura, which was actually a kind of pressure.
When countless such pressures overlapped together, Chu Feng felt a suffocating sensation. His footsteps became extremely heavy, and his entire body lost its strength.
"What is this place?"
Chu Feng was shocked. Such special white bones were not something ordinary people could have. This indicated that the owner of these white bones must have been a martial artist before death.
Only when one's martial arts has reached a certain level can one achieve that the bones do not decay after death. They are not only fair and white like jade, but also contain certain pressure, intimidating future generations.
However, what Chu Feng couldn't understand was that, regardless of how many martial artists came from there, the mere appearance of so many white bones here was beyond common sense.
After all, the Spirit Herb Mountain was a restricted area. The elders would inspect it almost every day. How could they leave so many white bones there without caring?
After being shocked, Chu Feng panicked. The more he thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong. The more he thought, the colder his back felt. After all, he was still just a fifteen-year-old boy. When trapped in such a gloomy place, his heart naturally felt panicked.
"That is..."
Suddenly, Chu Feng's eyes lit up. He was astonished to find that a figure appeared in the distance, walking on the white bones.
He could vaguely see that it was an elderly man, whose hair was like snow and extremely neat. He wore a blue robe, with a symbol of the Eight Trigrams engraved on it. And on the old man's right hand, he was holding a peculiar fan.
The old man had a smile on his face, slowly walking towards Chu Feng. He was not affected by the white bones around him at all.
But what shocked Chu Feng the most was that the old man's skin was like jade, and his entire body emitted a faint luster. That unique was like that of an immortal coming to the world.
"Damn it, could it be... this is the legendary Bone Grave!" Just then, the three members of the Sword Art Society also rushed over. However, they no longer intended to attack Chu Feng. Instead, they were stunned by what they saw.
Compared to Chu Feng's panic, the expressions on the faces of these three clearly showed two big words - fear.
"Bone Grave? What is that place?" Chu Feng's heart tightened. Just the name alone made him feel uneasy.
"That brat, you've caused us so much trouble. You brought us here. This Bone Grave is a truly desolate place," the bearded man said, his voice trembling as he spoke.
"Desolate place?"
"Exactly. This is a true desolate place. No, it's a legend, a legend within the Spirit Medicine Mountain."
"A legend has a Bone Grave. It's ethereal and impossible to trace. It appears irregularly within the Spirit Medicine Mountain."
"However, this is indeed a desolate place. It is said that anyone who steps into this place cannot leave alive. Even those who manage to leave alive will become insane."
"Unexpectedly, this terrifying legend is real. We have stepped into the Bone Grave."
The other two were equally terrified. Their speech was already incoherent as they showed how much they were frightened.
"Senior, is this really the Bone Grave?" Chu Feng turned his gaze towards the mysterious old man holding the broom.
Although he couldn't sense any aura from this old man, from his appearance alone, Chu Feng knew how extraordinary he was. He must be a deep and mysterious figure from the Blue Dragon Sect.
However, what puzzled him was that the old man was clearly looking at him, but he didn't answer. Instead, a strange smile appeared on his lips.
"Hey, who are you talking to?"
"That brat, don't act like a ghost."
But what surprised Chu Feng even more was that after hearing Chu Feng's call to the senior, the faces of the three members of the Sword Art Society instantly turned pale, with no trace of color left.
"I'm talking to this senior, don't you see?" Chu Feng pointed towards the mysterious old man standing a few steps away.
"There's no senior here. You son of a bitch, you're really asking for trouble," the bearded man, holding a black iron sword, wanted to attack Chu Feng.
"Don't pay attention to him. This guy is off his rocker. Let's leave this place quickly," but before he could do anything, the other two grabbed his arms and began dragging him back the way they came.
"Chir-chir-chir"
Just then, strange and piercing screams suddenly echoed around. The sound was very eerie and extremely disturbing, as if thousands of ghosts were howling, recounting their grievances.
Just as this sound rang out, Chu Feng was astonished to find that on the white bones around him, countless dark green gases were floating. The strange cries were coming from these gases.
But what worried Chu Feng the most was that those strange dark green gases were drifting towards him and his companions...