Eons Venerable Lord

Ling Feng sneered in his heart. However, he had yet to meet Yem Ruling, so he had to give her some face. Since she wanted face, he would give her a way out for the time being.    

He said, "Let's be frank. Where is Ling'er?"    

Liang Zishan finally heaved a sigh of relief in his heart. Since Ling Feng said so, it meant that the Ghost Sword was really in Ling Feng's hands.    

However, this was also the thing he didn't want to see the most. As the grand supreme elder of Haotian Sect, it was a great loss of face for him to exchange hostages with the other party in front of so many disciples. However, there was nothing he could do now.    

He squeezed out a smile on his face and said in a calm and generous manner, "Don't worry. Miss Ling Er is being looked after very well in Haotian Sect. I'll get someone to bring her here now!"    

As he spoke, he prepared to arrange for someone to bring Yem Ruling over. However, Ling Feng smiled indifferently and said, "There is no need to trouble Grand Elder Liang. I will make a trip myself!"    

"This..."    

Liang Zishan revealed a hesitant expression, "I'll arrange for someone to bring her over!"    

"No need. Get someone to lead the way!"    

Ling Feng's attitude was very firm. After saying that, he walked straight into the Haotian Sect.    

Liang Zishan's face turned slightly cold. Immediately, a bright light flashed across his eyes. Kid, you don't want to walk the path of heaven, but you insisted on coming to hell. Since you dare to venture into the depths of the Haotian Sect, don't even think about leaving here alive.    

"Someone, lead the way for him!"    

After saying that, he winked at the other Martial King old man. The Martial King old man instantly understood what he meant, and then quietly left the scene. Liang Zishan, on the other hand, followed Ling Feng to Yem Ruling's place.    

Along the way, Liang Zishan seemed to be quite polite, as if he wanted to get on Ling Feng's good side. At the same time, he wanted to see if the Ghost Sword was really in Ling Feng's hands.    

However, Ling Feng was not someone to be trifled with. He kept going in a roundabout way. He only faintly revealed some of his words, not giving Liang Zishan a definite answer. It made Liang Zishan hate Ling Feng so much that his teeth itched, but before he saw the Ghost Sword, it was also not good for him to act up.    

After a short while, the group arrived in front of a huge mountain gate.    

This mountain gate was completely built on a cliff, and the cliff was smooth like a mirror. It was simply impossible to climb up. Moreover, it towered into the clouds, and no end could be seen. It was also impossible to tell how high it was.    

The mountain gate was a fence gate made of thousand year cold iron, and there were layers of protection on both sides. Seeing this scene, Ling Feng's face immediately darkened a little. It was not a good place to put Yem Ruling in such a place. It was very likely to be the place where the prisoners of Haotian Sect were kept.    

This caused his anger towards the Haotian Sect to increase by another point.    

"Open the door!"    

Liang Zishan ordered. Immediately after, the guarding disciples opened the door. Looking at the tunnel that was as dark as a cave entrance, Ling Feng frowned slightly.    

"What's wrong? You don't dare to go in?" Liang Zishan said with a smile.    

"Since you dare to come in, there's nothing you don't dare to do!"    

Ling Feng directly stepped into the door, then walked through the deep tunnel. After passing through a series of spacious places, there were cells on both sides. From time to time, there would be people wailing and cursing Haotian Sect's bastards.    

Ling Feng's face became darker and darker.    

When he walked to the cell in the deepest part of the cell, Liang Zishan stopped and asked someone to open the cell door. At this time, Ling Feng saw Yem Ruling lying on a grass patch.    

Her eyes were closed, revealing pain. Her white face was as white as paper. This was not taking good care of her, it was torture.    

"Liang Zishan, is this what you meant by taking good care of her?" Ling Feng's expression was cold as he stared at Liang Zishan. A hint of killing intent flashed across his eyes.    

However, at this moment, Liang Zishan's face suddenly changed. The corner of his mouth contained a sarcastic sneer. “ Isn't this called taking good care of him? I arranged a quiet place for her to recuperate and didn't place her in other places! "    

" You saw it just now too. If I put her with those people, even if she died, there would probably be people who wouldn't be able to resist kissing her! "    

Liang Zishan had a lecherous look on his face. As soon as he finished speaking, dozens of figures suddenly appeared in the darkness around them. It seemed a little crowded in this spacious cell.    

As soon as those dozens of figures appeared, they crossed each other and quickly set up a large formation, surrounding Ling Feng in the middle.    

Ling Feng's eyes turned cold, "Liang Zishan, aren't you worried about the life of Ghost Sword?"    

"Hahaha! As long as I can capture you, I have ten thousand ways to make you tell me where the Ghost Sword is!" Liang Zishan laughed complacently. Just now, he had asked the Martial King old man to leave. He wanted to arrange a grand formation here in advance to invite the old man into the trap. As long as Ling Feng entered the formation, he would have a slim chance of survival.    

Ling Feng narrowed his eyes and scanned his surroundings, "Are you so sure you can take me down?"    

Liang Zishan was full of confidence now. Although Ling Feng was powerful, he was still alone. He wasn't worried that Ling Feng would be able to break this formation. "Hehe, Ling Feng, you are still too inexperienced. Do you think the Rakshasa Ghost Sword Formation of Haotian Sect is just a decoration?"    

After saying that, he shouted, "Set up the formation and capture this man!"    

"Ha!"    

Dozens of figures shouted at the same time. The sword lights that flickered with cold light interweaved and shuttled back and forth. In an instant, the entire cell was filled with extremely strong sword intent. A cold and cold sword light swept towards Ling Feng like a huge tidal wave. It even split out a portion of the sword light and directly slashed towards Yem Ruling who was lying on the ground.