Chapter 394: Ye Feng Swallowed Up by the Abdomen

The man at the peak of True God level, whose token could not be found, looked around but left in disappointment after finding nothing.
Through the three-dimensional image, Ye Feng also witnessed this scene. “I wondered why there were suddenly some never-before-seen True God-level powerhouses appearing out of nowhere. So they came down from the Divine Realm…”
Looking at the token in his hand, Ye Feng felt things were even more strange. “What exactly do these guys want by coming down from the Divine Realm? They even followed me into this secret realm! What use is this Martial God Token, anyway?”
After pondering for a long time without any results, he threw the token back into his ring.
He sent a trace of mental energy into the small black bell in his hand. The bell immediately reacted, quickly absorbing it into Ye Feng’s forehead and floating above his sea of consciousness. Things created in the Virtual Realm didn’t need to be claimed by anyone—they already had absolute ownership. Moreover, since this small bell was only of top-grade divine artifact level, Ye Feng could control it easily.
After putting away the bell, Ye Feng left the Liuluan Hall and rushed straight toward the domain of the early-stage Supreme God-level magical beasts. Previously, he had seen a type of magical beast there that was exactly suited to counter him—a beast that launched soul attacks! He also wanted to test the power of the small bell he had just obtained.
That magical beast resembled bats on Earth, but it was much larger, with wings spanning nearly three meters. Its constant loud noises made those True God-level powerhouses who hunted such beasts avoid them from afar, as the sound caused excruciating headaches. They knew well that this was a direct soul attack, extremely vicious.
Ye Feng knew this because he had been attacked by those canine magical beasts before and, in panic, fled into this area. However, with the Liuluan Hall protecting his soul, Ye Feng only found those beasts noisy and felt nothing special. Yet, the powerful aura faintly emitted by the Liuluan Hall while protecting his soul also made those beasts stay far away from him. Now, with this top-grade divine artifact for soul defense, the Liuluan Hall didn’t need to intervene, so naturally, it wouldn’t disturb those beasts either.
Ye Feng’s sudden appearance caused the many bat-like magical beasts to screech. Their sharp cries sent out sharp soul spikes aimed at Ye Feng, but all were blocked tightly by the small black bell.

“Although this small bell blocks soul attacks, its sound remains harsh.” With no other choice, Ye Feng sealed his sense of hearing and summoned nine mid-tier divine weapons in the form of flying swords, preparing to use his sword control techniques to kill these creatures. These magical beasts had an extremely long attack range, most of which exceeded the limits of his domain expansion, so this was the only way Ye Feng could kill them.

Under the control of his mental power, the nine flying swords moved smoothly and effortlessly. His training in the refining domain had indeed laid a solid foundation for him.

Ye Feng scanned the surroundings and targeted the nine magical beasts closest to him. With a simultaneous strike from all nine swords, they rushed at the beasts with the force of thunder.

Seeing Ye Feng launch a preemptive attack, the hundreds of magical beasts became even more agitated. The attack that they thought they could easily dodge was avoided, something Ye Feng had never expected.

At that moment, a warning signal came from behind him. He managed to dodge, but still had his clothes torn by a sharp claw. Fortunately, the top-tier ancient divine armor protected him from serious injury.

However, as the attacks continued, the nine beasts he had attacked flapped their huge black wings and dived down from the sky time and again. Ye Feng struggled to dodge using his long sword. It was only then that he realized he had underestimated these main god-level magical beasts. Not only could they launch soul attacks, but they also possessed main god-level cultivation levels and the physical strength of magical beasts. The strength of their claws was even harder than that of mid-tier divine weapons. Every time their claws struck his long sword, the sword would be sent flying, while their claws seemed unaffected at all.

Out of the hundreds of magical beasts, only nine were attacking Ye Feng; the rest merely howled without attacking. Ye Feng was secretly relieved. If hundreds of them had attacked at once, he might really have perished here. But with just nine, despite the difficulty, he would only suffer minor injuries and certainly not die.

As the nine beasts kept attacking, Ye Feng’s sword control skills improved, allowing him to barely hold his ground and avoid being scratched by their claws every few attacks.

It was then that he realized he had been chased by those nine beasts deep into the forest. He had been fighting and defending all the way, with no time to remember the path, leaving him feeling utterly helpless.

At that moment, continuous thunderous roars came from afar. The sound didn’t seem to originate from the sky but rather from somewhere nearby. The nine magical beasts that had been chasing him turned their heads toward the sound, glanced in that direction, and immediately flew away at high speed with flapping wings. Before Ye Feng could recover, they had already disappeared. “What’s that sound?” Unable to determine direction, Ye Feng gave up on escaping. In fact, he was very curious about what could produce such a noise. He suppressed all traces of his presence and cautiously rushed toward the source of the sound. When he arrived, he was stunned—those roars were actually made by a giant black beast. The beast was thousands of feet long, and even when lying down, it was hundreds of feet tall. Its appearance filled Ye Feng with excitement—it was a dragon-type magical beast, specifically a flying dragon with wings. The black dragon was sleeping inside a cave. Ye Feng held his breath, not daring to make a sound. He could clearly sense the immense pressure emanating from the dragon, indicating it was at least at the peak level of a supreme god. “What a powerful creature!” Ye Feng thought to himself. Suddenly, the thunderous roars stopped. Ye Feng crouched nervously, not daring to move. The dragon turned over, and the roars started again. Only then did Ye Feng breathe a sigh of relief. “I need to leave this place quickly. If it notices me, I’m done!” He didn’t dare fly, fearing it might attract the dragon’s attention. He stepped back, staring intently at the dragon, afraid it might wake up suddenly. Unexpectedly, a dry branch snapped under his foot. “Damn it, run!” Ye Feng immediately turned and fled frantically. At that moment, a huge black shadow swept past him with tremendous force, knocking him flying. Ye Feng spat out blood. The impact not only broke his arms, which he had tried to use for defense in a hurry, but also severely shook his internal organs. Struggling to keep his eyes open, he faintly saw that the shadow that hit him was a thick, monstrous tail before losing consciousness. A massive black creature appeared before the unconscious Ye Feng, poking him with its huge claws. “It’s a human. How boring. Died so easily.”

He used his tail to wrap around Ye Feng and examined him carefully. “He seems to have delicate skin and tender flesh; he should taste better than other humans.” As soon as he finished speaking, he used his tail to push Ye Feng into his mouth and swallowed him. Then he licked his teeth. “He’s just too small—not even enough to fill the gaps between my teeth.”

It was unclear how much time passed before Ye Feng slowly woke up in the darkness. Although there was no light at all, everything was clearly visible before him, not much different from during the day.

“What place is this?” Ye Feng, who was in severe pain all over, realized he was submerged in a viscous liquid. His ancient top-grade celestial weapon, which was supposed to protect him, had developed rust spots due to exposure to this liquid, which shocked him greatly. An ancient top-grade celestial weapon was on par with a top-grade divine artifact—yet it could be corroded by such a liquid, which seemed utterly unbelievable.

Ye Feng tried to rise, but found that he couldn’t use his vital energy at all. Not only that, he couldn’t even emit mental power.

“What’s going on here?” Ye Feng became panicked.

He had no way of escaping this viscous substance. Once his armor was completely corroded, his body would follow soon, and that would be the end of him.

Thinking of this, Ye Feng looked around desperately, searching for a way to leave this place and find a safe spot to stay.

As far as his eyes could see, there were only the enclosed flesh-colored walls and ceiling around him. He had initially tried to climb the walls, but upon getting closer, he realized that the viscous liquid was secreted from the walls, which were also constantly moving. He immediately gave up on that idea.

However, as he swam around, he noticed that the liquid was flowing at an extremely slow pace.

“Since it’s flowing, there must be an exit downstream,” Ye Feng concluded. He then swam quickly in the direction of the flow.

After swimming for what felt like an eternity, Ye Feng finally noticed that the liquid was becoming shallower, and his feet could touch the ground again. He hurriedly climbed toward the area free of the liquid.

“What a strange place—my mental power and vital energy are completely suppressed; I can only rely on physical strength.” Ye Feng saw that more than half of his top-grade ancient celestial weapon armor had developed rust spots, which filled him with fear. He quickly wiped off all the liquid from his body, afraid of getting even a little more contaminated.

He then looked toward the platform he was standing on, trying to find an exit, but his gaze soon fell to the ground…