C328 Is There Really No One else
C328 Is There Really No One else
Ye Ziheng turned his head and looked around. The endless grassland was everywhere. However, the grassland was not lush. There were even some rustling sounds. Other than a huge palace that seemed to have a history of its own behind them, there were no buildings here.
"Looks like someone came earlier than us."
Qin Feng looked at the few planes beside him and didn't say anything. He led Ye Ziheng and the others towards the huge palace.
Near the palace, there was a group of guards in long white robes. They were holding rifles in their hands and carrying a tier two Magical Treasure on their back. They were all Third-grade Stage warriors, and the preparation and cultivation of a dozen of them were exactly the same.
"Black Tiger Sect is really rich."
A disciple looked at the Second Grade equipment on the backs of these guards and couldn't help but sigh with emotion.
One should know that many Third-grade Stage disciples in the Heavenly Star Sect didn't even need Magical Treasure. Even if they could use it, it would at most be a first grade item. Only a few of them, who had a "mine" in their family, could wear a Second Grade Magical Treasure.
When Qin Feng heard this, he smiled and shook his head.
"If our Heavenly Star Sect were to discover the tomb of such a mighty warrior, not to mention a second grade Magical Treasure, it wouldn't be a problem for me to give each of the guards a Third-grade Instrument."
When Ye Ziheng heard this, he felt that it wasn't a lie. After all, compared to the tomb of a mighty warrior, a few second or third grade Magical Treasure was nothing. Especially for a powerful warrior who might have reached the brink of death when he was alive. The tomb that was built was so huge. Naturally, there would be a lot of good stuff inside. It was possible that a casual probe would be enough to get a dozen or so fifth-grade or sixth-grade Magical Treasure.
Of course, the prerequisite was that they had to have the life to investigate.
When the guards saw Qin Feng, they all bowed towards him, their eyes filled with respect. The pure respect of a weak person when looking at a strong person, except respect. Ye Ziheng also noticed something else in their eyes. Jealousy.
But was this also a very normal phenomenon? The weak were jealous of the strong. Just like a general in ancient China said, "A soldier who doesn't want to be a general is not a good soldier." Only when the weak felt the power of the strong and felt pressure... Only then can they find the motivation to become stronger.
Just as he walked to the main entrance of the hall, Ye Ziheng raised his eyes and looked inside. He saw the crowd not far ahead.
There were more than a dozen of them standing together, and there was a certain distance between them. One look and one could tell that they belonged to different sects.
After hearing the commotion on Ye Ziheng's side, they all looked over. When they saw that it was Qin Feng, smiles of welcome appeared on their faces. However, it was unknown how many of these were sincere feelings and how many of them were just putting on a show.
"Yo, Sect Chief Qin, you have finally come."
An old man wearing a brown robe looked at Qin Feng and the others with a playful smile on his face.
The old man then glanced at Ye Ziheng and the others who were following behind him. When he saw all of them, his eyes fell upon Ye Ziheng, and a mocking smile emerged on his face.
"Sect Chief Qin, you can't even gather ten Fifth-grade Stage disciples? You actually brought a Fourth-grade Stage disciple here? Is there really no one left in Heavenly Star Sect?"