Chapter 2975

Fairy Biyao nodded repeatedly upon hearing this, but her eyes looked at Wu from time to time.

Wu Feng, having come all this way, also noticed that Fairy Biyao seemed interested in Wu, looking at him many times with eyes carrying a certain sentiment.

After Fairy Biyao explained clearly, she went to look for a spirit suitable for herself.

When she left, the look in her eyes toward Wu had a lingering quality.

But Wu remained unmoved, not even looking.

According to Fairy Biyao, every cultivator in the Central Continent World only has one chance in their lifetime to enter the Soul-Locking Palace. Since she had entered, she needed to look carefully to find the spirit most suitable for herself.

Wu Feng, hearing her say this, felt in his heart that he should do the same.

Only, this grassland was full of countless yurts, and Wu Feng was restricted by the Soul-Locking Palace, unable to fly, only able to walk and search. Clearly, this would take a long time.

Wu Feng had no choice but to take a magic treasure out of his pocket.

This magic treasure looked like a cute little dog, only the size of a palm.

The little dog was lifelike, looking like a biological organism, but in fact, it was just a magic treasure Wu Feng had recently refined.

This magic treasure was a scaled-down version of Wu Feng's clone, possessing all of Wu Feng's cultivation methods, but only at one percent of the strength.

And it was not used for attack, but for finding items that matched Wu Feng's nature.

Wu Feng recited the incantation to the little dog.

The little dog instantly twitched its nose rapidly, looked around for a while, and then suddenly began to run.

Wu Feng and Wu followed.

Guided by the magic treasure, Wu Feng walked for less than half an hour before finding a yurt most suitable for himself.

After retracting the magic treasure, Wu Feng looked at the unremarkable yurt before him.

This yurt looked exactly the same as the others from the outside.

A white tent, at most less than three meters in height.

Wu Feng spread his perception and indeed felt a soul force coming from the yurt's exit that was very attractive to him.

Wu Feng walked in first, and Wu behind wanted to follow, but was blocked by Wu Feng.

"Although this yurt is very suitable for me, it is certainly not suitable for you. If you enter, it will spoil things."

This was Wu Feng's feeling; he instinctively felt that a yurt could only accommodate one person, and if another were added, disaster would occur.

Wu, blocked by Wu Feng, frowned tightly and said: "Then if you are devoured by the spirit inside, it is not my responsibility!"

"Of course."

After Wu Feng replied, he went deep into the yurt without looking back.

Lifting the curtain, there was another new curtain. After Wu Feng lifted a dozen or so curtains, he finally entered the interior of the yurt.

But as soon as he came in, Wu Feng was slightly startled.

The space inside this yurt was at most less than five square meters.

And inside, apart from a grave mound, there was nothing.

In front of the grave mound stood a tombstone, on which a certain name was written.

"Grave of Shangguan Hong?"

Wu Feng saw the name clearly and was instantly shocked. A sense of crisis in his heart erupted, and layers of protective shields, following his thought, unfolded rapidly. ===== CHAPTER 2977 =====