Chapter 917: The Gate Of Death

Feng Qianyue's expression visibly darkened.

Although Yi Feng had managed to catch a dragon fish and possessed extraordinary strength, deep down, she didn't have much confidence in him. It wasn't that she didn't trust Yi Feng, but the Death Inheritance was simply too sinister. Throughout history, countless powerful experts had perished within it.

"Of course, I remember what I said."

Even so, Feng Qianyue couldn't afford to show weakness. She slightly raised her head and responded.

"Good, make sure you remember your words."

Bai Ji's face was filled with excitement. He turned to Xu Zhu beside him and said, "Master, you heard everything. If Junior Sister Feng tries to go back on her word later, I hope you'll stand by me."

Xu Zhu glanced at Feng Qianyue, remained silent for a moment, and eventually nodded.

Seeing Xu Zhu's tacit approval, Feng Qianyue felt a pang of pain in her heart.

Although she had been the one to propose the bet, if Xu Zhu had intervened earlier, she wouldn't have been forced into this situation. She couldn't blame him, but the sense of injustice lingered in her heart.

In the end, Xu Zhu was still more partial to Bai Ji.

Moreover, there was no need for Xu Zhu to mediate now. The bet had been made in front of so many people. Did they really think she, Feng Qianyue, would renege on her word?

Ultimately, it was a lack of trust in her.

If it weren't for the fact that her late father had made significant contributions to Fengyue Island and that many of the island's elders still supported her, Xu Zhu might have already named Bai Ji as the next island leader.

"Hahaha, activate the formation!"

Bai Ji was brimming with excitement. As his voice fell, he glanced at Yi Feng, who was seated in the center of the altar.

The look in his eyes was as if he were staring at a dead man.

Nice.

Yi Feng really liked the way Bai Ji was looking at him.

As the members of Fengyue Sect activated the formation, the altar began to glow brightly. The intricate runes on the altar seemed to come alive, swirling and dancing above Yi Feng's head.

Soon, the light enveloped Yi Feng completely.

His vision was filled with mist.

A dizzying sensation washed over him.

When his sight returned, he found himself in a completely new world.

He twisted the spatial ring on his finger, checking the dried rations inside.

After dying, he wasn't sure how long his rebirth would take. He didn't know if he could move during the process or if he would still need to eat like he did now.

So, the beef jerky and dried rations were essential.

After confirming that he had everything, he began to survey the world around him.

He was in a passageway several meters wide.

Before him stood two gates.

The interiors of the gates were pitch black, with no end in sight.

Above one gate was carved the word "Death," while the other bore the word "Life."

The Gate of Life.

The Gate of Death.

According to Feng Lingbei's introduction, this wasn't the core area where the true inheritance was received. It was only the periphery. In the past, Fengyue Island had sent many disciples to explore and unravel the mysteries of this inheritance.

All the disciples who entered the Gate of Death had vanished without a trace.

This was the first piece of information Feng Lingbei had given him.

He must enter the Gate of Life.

"Feng Lingbei is such a sweetheart."

Yi Feng smirked.

He was determined to enter the Gate of Death.

Without hesitation, Yi Feng stepped through.

Time passed.

Inside the Gate of Death, Yi Feng had no idea how far he had walked. He only knew that he had eaten more than ten meals along the way.

But the anticipated danger never came.

"What the hell? Where's the danger that was supposed to be here?"

Yi Feng was exhausted from walking. With no danger in sight, he began to curse under his breath.

"And what about Bai Ji's traps?"

Yi Feng was frustrated.

What he didn't know was that Bai Ji wouldn't dare set traps in the Gate of Death. All his traps and dangers were set in the Gate of Life.

After all, who would have thought Yi Feng would choose the Gate of Death?

Bai Ji's traps had gone completely unused. Yi Feng wondered what expression Bai Ji was wearing now.

Finally.

At the end of the corridor.

Light appeared.

As he approached, a wave of heat hit him, and the temperature in the space rose rapidly.

When Yi Feng finally stepped out of the passage, a brand-new world unfolded before him.

It was a world of molten lava. Below him, rivers of magma churned like the sea, sending waves of heat into the air.

Above the lava, there was a precarious rope bridge made of two chains.

It was the only path forward.

Without a second thought, Yi Feng stepped onto the bridge.

Feng Lingbei's information was no longer useful. After all, Feng Lingbei only knew about the Gate of Life. He had no knowledge of the Gate of Death.

But that was fine.

Because this place looked dangerous enough. His death shouldn't be far off.

As Yi Feng walked along the bridge, he soon noticed numerous skeletons scattered across it.

Yi Feng crouched down to inspect them.

From the markings on their weapons, he could tell they were disciples of Fengyue Island.

They must have been the group Feng Lingbei mentioned, sent to explore the Gate of Death.

Among the Fengyue Island disciples, there were also a few other corpses. They were likely cultivators who had come to receive the inheritance in the past, perhaps trying to take a risky path by entering the Gate of Death.

"With so many corpses, this bridge must be dangerous."

Yi Feng boldly continued forward, ready for death to come at any moment.

He walked for an entire day.

During that time, he encountered many more skeletons on the bridge.

"So many people have died here!"

Yi Feng couldn't help but sigh.

Suddenly, he spotted another corpse ahead.

"This corpse?"

Yi Feng's eyes widened.

He remembered passing this spot a day ago and even inspecting this very corpse.

Sure enough, he found the marks of his previous inspection.

"A ghost wall?"

"A loop?"

Yi Feng rubbed his nose.

He wasn't afraid, but he was puzzled. He had walked a full circle, yet no danger had appeared.

Deciding to try again, he walked for another day.

A day later, he was back at the same spot.

"Dammit."

"Just looping around with no danger. What's the point?"

Yi Feng frowned.

He didn't want to walk another circle, only to end up back here with no danger in sight.

"Huh?"

But then Yi Feng noticed something about the corpses.

They all seemed to have one thing in common: none of them wanted to fall into the lava below.

Some had even tied themselves to the chains, seemingly doing so right before their deaths.

"If they didn't want to fall into the lava even as they were dying, then the lava must..."

"Have something they feared?"

Yi Feng's eyes lit up.

Indeed.

In the churning waves of lava, he could vaguely see massive creatures swimming beneath the surface. Occasionally, one would surface, opening its gaping maw and exuding a terrifying aura.

Yi Feng understood.

For most cultivators, death might not be frightening, but the thought of becoming food for a monster, leaving no trace of their body behind, was terrifying.

But Yi Feng was thrilled.

He had considered jumping into the lava before, but he wasn't sure if it would kill him.

What if he jumped in, didn't die, and was just stuck being burned without being able to get out? That would be miserable.

But now that there were monsters in the lava, the situation was different!

Sure, he might end up as a pile of excrement.

But if becoming excrement was the price for achieving immortality, it was worth it!

Without hesitation, Yi Feng jumped.

With a splash, he disappeared into the lava.