Chapter 2987

From those protective shields, a small passage appeared, capable of accommodating some small insects to enter.

There was no time to lose; Wu Feng directly changed his form, turned into a small flying ant, and entered the passage.

And without Wu Feng's power blessing, the tomb chamber gate closed tightly again.

Those protective shields also returned to their original state in the next moment.

But before this, Wu Feng had already passed through the passage and entered a space.

This space is a plaza.

The plaza is a hundred meters in radius; it is not very large, but it is not small either.

Wu Feng discovered that on the plaza stood wooden, human-like figures.

These humans, whether looking at their clothing or their aura, were all cultivators.

Their cultivation levels, the lowest, were at the Daluo Jinxian level, and the highest, were at the level of the end of the Saint stage.

These cultivators were originally standing on the plaza like sculptures, without moving at all.

However, once the flying ant that Wu Feng had transformed into came in, these cultivators directly began to move.

As if they had received some kind of instruction, these cultivators all turned their heads and looked at Wu Feng.

Then, an inexplicable, strange aura began to erupt on the plaza.

Wu Feng hurriedly transformed into countless clones, searching on the plaza and in the sky above the plaza.

Those cultivators, under the immersion of that strange aura, each had a frenzied look on their faces and rushed towards Wu Feng.

While charging, they began to use their own various cultivation methods, various means, and various magic treasures; that power erupted and bombarded Wu Feng's clones together.

Wu Feng first abandoned a few clones, letting these few clones confront these cultivators.

Sure enough, as Wu Feng expected, although these cultivators were completely not Wu Feng's match individually, after they were immersed in that strange aura, their strength increased greatly; it only took less than the time it takes to burn a stick of incense for them to completely destroy Wu Feng's five clones together.

You must know that these five clones already possessed strength that surpassed the Saint level.

They even surpassed the level of Master Xuangu when he was alive.

And most importantly, Wu Feng's clones had extremely strong protective capabilities and would not be easily destroyed.

However, no matter what the cultivation level was, Wu Feng's five clones were still completely destroyed in a short time.

Looking at the frenzied posture of those cultivators, if Wu Feng hadn't withdrawn his aura after his clones were destroyed, those auras belonging to Wu Feng would also have been completely devoured by these cultivators.

During this period, Wu Feng's original body and other clones roamed quickly on the plaza, wanting to find some abnormalities on the plaza.

As a result, the abnormality Wu Feng found came from a small pit near a floor tile on the plaza.

This small pit could at most accommodate one hand.

Those strange auras that made the cultivators frenzied came from this small hole.

"It seems that this small pit is the key."

Wu Feng thought secretly in his heart.

Next, Wu Feng resolutely and decisively used all his strength, using thousands of clones to strike together, blowing up the physical bodies of those cultivators.

However, after the physical bodies of those cultivators were blown up, Wu Feng immediately frowned.

Because, after the cultivators Wu Feng saw lost their physical bodies, their Primordial Spirits were also revealed.

But their Primordial Spirits, at this very moment, were almost completely not what a human's should look like!