Chapter 722: Facing a Crisis

That huge rock seemed to be part of the entire cave, making it impossible to remove. Ye Feng observed the junction where the rock met the wall and found that it wasn’t perfectly connected—meaning the rock wasn’t actually part of the cave.
After closer inspection, Ye Feng noticed that some of the natural patterns on the rock looked familiar. After studying them carefully, he realized these so-called natural patterns were actually secret runes. Since they were secret runes, he was confident he could decipher them.
Luo Yan and Jin Wen stepped aside once they saw that Ye Feng had found a solution, allowing him space to think in peace.
It wasn’t long before Ye Feng figured it out. It was a composite secret rune with both shielding and adhesive properties. That’s why none of them could detect what was behind the wall or remove the rock from it.
Once the secret rune was analyzed, breaking it apart became simple. In just a few breaths, Ye Feng completely disassembled the rune, and the rock turned into a pile of powder.
Before Ye Feng and the others, a cave came into view.
“So there’s another cave behind this rock. No wonder someone tried to tamper with it…” Luo Yan said, looking at the cave.
“Let’s go in and take a look!” Ye Feng said, leading the way.
Crossing the entrance, Ye Feng and the others were stunned by what they saw.
It was a vast space, like a domed palace, so large that its edges were barely visible. In the center was a pool with a diameter of over a hundred meters.
Inside the pool, red liquid kept bubbling as if it were boiling. Red bubbles formed and popped continuously. Above the pool, red mist swirled, creating a eerie atmosphere. The blood-like, viscous liquid also emitted an ominous, evil aura.
Ye Feng signaled the two others to stay where they were while he carefully stepped forward. He focused his mental energy to the utmost, his divine powers at their peak, ready to launch a level-90 composite attack at any moment.
After a while, Ye Feng finally reached the edge of the pool without encountering any resistance as expected.
He dipped his finger into the red, viscous liquid and brought it to his nose to smell it. Then he frowned and murmured, “It’s indeed the smell of blood…”

Just as he was briefly distracted, a blood-red water column erupted suddenly, stretching out in a bizarre trajectory like tentacles, aiming straight at Ye Feng. A strong sense of crisis arose immediately, and Ye Feng retreated frantically, even using spatial laws to traverse dozens of layers of space in an instant—yet the tentacles still pursued him. Ye Feng let out a cold snort, “Since I can’t escape, I might as well kill it!” With that, he unleashed a combined divine technique at level 90 in the form of a finger-sword, which quickly collided with the tentacles. The technique at level 90 was indeed effective, easily severing the tentacles. But before Ye Feng could rejoice, more tentacles grew back. What left him even more speechless was seeing second, third… tentacles emerging from the pool, all targeting the same person—him. “Could it be that cutting off its tentacles just now made it furious?” That was the only explanation Ye Feng could think of. Before he could catch his breath, dozens of tentacles surged forward, surrounding Ye Feng. He switched from using his sword finger to a hand knife, continuing to fight with the same high-level combined divine technique, cutting off those tentacles time and again only to watch them grow back instantly. “You two, get out quickly! Don’t get caught in this attack!” Ye Feng urgently transmitted a message to Luo Yan and Jin Wen. “This thing is extremely powerful. You two can’t help here; it only distracts me. Get out now!” Luo Yan and Jin Wen frowned, hesitated for a moment, but ultimately followed Ye Feng’s advice and retreated. Seeing the struggle between Ye Feng and the monster, they knew they couldn’t help. Even with the full power of a level 90 combined divine technique, they could only cut off the monster’s tentacles without causing any real damage, as those tentacles kept growing back. Fortunately, the tentacle monster didn’t attack Luo Yan and Jin Wen, allowing them to leave safely. Only then did Ye Feng feel relieved, knowing full well that if those tentacles targeted them, they might not last even as long as it takes to drink tea. As he dodged, Ye Feng thought of strategies. Although the tentacles surrounded him many times, he managed to escape using spatial teleportation each time. But soon, the tentacles would chase after him again.

“How should I solve this problem?” Ye Feng frowned deeply. It was the first time he had encountered such a situation—his attacks were completely ineffective. A combined divine technique at level 90 was already his best card. More importantly, Ye Feng guessed that even a combined divine technique at level 100 or higher would likely yield the same result against this antler monster.

After pondering for a long time, Ye Feng failed to find an answer. With no other choice, he decided to retreat. While blocking the enemy’s attacks, he moved toward the direction where Luo Yan and the others had left.

Just after two moves, the antler beast seemed to have figured out his intentions. A strange call came from within the pool, and several more antlers stretched out rapidly, blocking completely the entrance through which Luo Yan and Jin Wen had left.

Ye Feng frowned tightly. Under these circumstances, not even a fly could get out.

“Alright, since you want to capture me, fine—let me be caught. I possess an Immortal Bloodline. What can you do to me?” An idea struck Ye Feng, and he gave up resisting instead. He grabbed one of the monster’s antlers and made a final attempt, using the Devouring Divine Technique, which was only at level 12 at the moment.

“Hmph. If your annoying devouring technique were refined to level 100 or higher, it might make me hesitate. But at level 12, it’s not even enough to tickle me,” a clear voice came to Ye Feng’s ears. The tone sounded awkward, as if the voice had just learned to speak human language and was still clumsy.

“You can talk?” Ye Feng was shocked.

“I am proficient in the languages of various species. Communication is only possible if there’s contact; otherwise, it’s impossible,” the voice replied.

“What’s your purpose in capturing me?” Ye Feng asked.

“It’s simple—erase your consciousness and take over your body. Because in my eyes, you truly have great potential…” The voice’s pronunciation finally became slightly more standard, and this learning ability surprised Ye Feng as well.

“I’m afraid you’ll be disappointed. I have an Immortal Bloodline. Even if my consciousness is destroyed, it can regenerate,” Ye Feng said with a smile. If he died, he could quickly come back to life—this was a special ability granted by his immortal bloodline.

“I certainly know you have an Immortal Bloodline. But with only level 4, it’s not a big problem for me. Even if I can’t erase your consciousness, I can use some special secret techniques to fully control it and turn you into my puppet,” the voice emitted an evil laugh, “Gagagaga…”

Hearing this, Ye Feng’s heart sank instantly…