Unexpectedly, Shi Feiyang was not injured, nor did he cough up blood.

In fact, the Bright Jade Technique he practiced displayed its miraculous effect by providing him an invincible shield. The earth-shattering sound, a "boom", as if the heavens and earth were collapsing, was actually the result of the collision between the blue light sphere and the power of the Bright Jade Technique emanating from Shi Feiyang's body.

Shi Feiyang felt a strong force rushing towards him, but it was firmly blocked by the invisible shield formed by the Bright Jade Technique. The shield, like a solid rock, deflected all the impact. He first shuddered, his feet instinctively standing firm on the ground, knees slightly bent to absorb some of the shock force, then slowly straightened up, eyes filled with relief at having narrowly escaped death.

A surge of relief welled up in Shi Feiyang's heart, but he quickly calmed himself, with deep confusion in his eyes. He truly couldn't understand why this seemingly ordinary blue light sphere contained such formidable power.

At this moment, his brows were furrowed, the center of his forehead almost forming a "川" character, his gaze fixed intently on the sphere emitting the mysterious blue light, in search of its hidden secrets. He slightly tilted his head, eyes unblinking, seemingly quickly contemplating various possibilities in his mind.

Although Shi Feiyang emerged unscathed, the black-clad leader was not so fortunate.

The power of passing energy through an object from the blue light sphere crashed through the black-clad leader's body defenses like a violent torrent. His internal organs seemed to be gripped by an invisible yet immensely powerful hand, wantonly twisting. "Pah!" A thick spurt of blood suddenly spewed from his mouth, the column of blood about half a foot long, drawing a crimson arc in the air before heavily splattering to the ground.

Immediately, several more mouthfuls of blood followed, spurting out again, staining his lips, chin, and even the clothes on his chest with large patches of crimson, the scarlet color glaring intensely in the dim light, resembling a bizarre flower blooming in the darkness.

The black-clad leader's body shook violently, his hands instinctively clutched tightly to his chest as if this could halt the spreading pain. His fingers sank deep into his own flesh, the veins on his arms bulging like writhing worms. His face turned deathly pale, devoid of color, while large beads of sweat continuously rolled down his forehead, mixing with the blood at the corners of his mouth, running down his face, and dripping onto the ground, leaving dark red stains.

His eyes were filled with despair and unwillingness. His pupils slightly dilated in extreme pain, silently screaming at the injustice of fate.

However, in his final moments, seeing Shi Feiyang risking his life to protect him, the black-clad leader was deeply moved. His eyes were filled with gratitude and remorse, his gaze mixed with complex emotions, his lips trembled slightly, opening with difficulty, haltingly speaking to Shi Feiyang: "Beware... mysterious power... Black Wind Stronghold..." His voice was weak yet full of warning, using his last ounce of strength to convey crucial information. His hand lifted feebly, as if trying to grasp something, but then slowly fell down, finally hanging motionless by his side, with only the urgent and faint sound of breathing proving his last bit of life.

Shi Feiyang keenly noticed that the black-clad leader was pressing one hand to his chest, seemingly gripping something tightly. He approached to take a look and found the black-clad leader clutching a jade peasant his hand. Swift and decisive, Shi Feiyang slightly crouched down, gently pried open the leader's fingers, and took the jade pendant, examining it carefully.

Then, he cleverly took out from his bosom the token that shone and radiated heat when cooperating with flying birds. His hand reached into his chest, groped around for a while, and then took out the token, which shimmered faintly in the dim light.

At this moment, the elder with the flute walked steadily towards Shi Feiyang, each step firm and powerful, as if measuring the trajectory of fate. A hint of solace appeared in his eyes, seeing the dawn of hope, filled with recognition and expectation for Shi Feiyang. The elder earnestly told Shi Feiyang that he must collect the seven keys, only then could he unlock the Ancient Curse Space and save the sect leaders who were imprisoned. His voice was low and rich, seeming to come from ancient times, carrying a convincing power.

He slightly raised his head, his deep gaze fixed upon Shi Feiyang, and slowly said, "Child, these seven keys are crucial to the survival of the Martial Arts world, and you bear a great mission."

As it turned out, the token and the jade pendant were both keys, and the other key matching the token was actually a fierce flying bird.

"Hmm!" Shi Feiyang responded softly, his voice firm and strong, secretly calculating in his heart that if he could capture that flying bird, perhaps all problems would be solved. He nodded slightly, a hint of resolve in his eyes, already outlining the next step of his plan in his mind. It was at this moment that the flying bird seemed to have a telepathic connection, let out a strange cry, a "screech" sound, piercing through the sky, sharp and loud, then swooped down, wings flapping rapidly, stirring a whirring wind, stopping before the black-clad leader's corpse. It drew an arc in the air, then landed steadily on the ground, its head slightly swaying, as if confirming something.

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