348: Have we forgotten something?

When the female savage saw the male savage being led away by Chen Heng, she shrieked and tried to pounce on him.

But the male savage turned his head and glared at her, muttering a few words, and then the female savage obediently stayed put with her child.

The male savage seemed to realize that Chen Heng had no intention of harming them, so he allowed Chen Heng to hold him honestly.

As for the hole, Chen Heng had already seen it.

It wasn't too big, only enough for one person, so even if monsters appeared again, they wouldn't be too large.

Moreover, this savage seemed to have crawled out from the Yin Side of the World; otherwise, he wouldn't possess the ability to use Yin Qi.

"What exactly is this Yin Qi?"

Chen Heng began to feel curious about the Yin Side of the World, pondering when he should take a trip to the Yin Side for a stroll.

Especially the pattern on the male savage's back, which seemed to be something that could instantly enhance the body.

"The amplification is quite significant."

Chen Heng looked at the male savage, who had become gaunt and weak in his hand; the previous amplification was at least fifteen times.

Unfortunately, the cost was a bit high.

But what kind of person was Chen Heng?

As long as it could make him stronger, he would dare to put anything into his body.

It was just a small price to pay; given Chen Heng's personality, he would gladly welcome more of these self-destructive skills.

Become weak after one use, then get killed, then revive with double strength and do it again.

Damn it, just thinking about it felt great!

The more Chen Heng thought about it, the more excited he became; he now wished he could peel off the skin from the male savage's back and stick it on himself.

"You are a treasure," Chen Heng said, loosening his grip on the male savage's hand slightly, making sure not to crush him to death... Meanwhile, outside the world-suppressing nail.

"Grand Elder, did we forget to tell Mr. Chen about that matter...?"

After a period of recovery, Wu Xiong returned to the world-suppressing nail with his arm, which had been corroded down to the bone.

"What matter?" The Grand Elder was stunned, stopping his hand that was about to take back a chess move.

"You old monkey, still trying to renege on me?" Facing him, a middle-aged man who looked to be in his forties shouted.

"I remember that yin wind also affects the flow of time, what was the ratio again?"

Wu Xiong scratched his head; they had come too hastily and forgotten to tell Chen Heng about this.

"I remember it was nine to one," the Grand Elder's expression changed, knowing he had caused trouble.

The flow of time inside the world-suppressing nail had undergone a drastic change under the interference of the yin wind, and those inside couldn't perceive it.

"If Mr. Chen takes a bit longer, then we'll have to wait here for a long time..."

Wu Xiong sighed; the longer the hole remained unplugged, the more the Chengtian Empire would lose.

"No, I heard you say that Mr. Chen really has such great ability?" The middle-aged man looked up at Wu Xiong.

"Ancestor, Mr. Chen is indeed powerful; he can enter the yin wind without any protection."

Wu Xiong's attitude towards the middle-aged man was extremely respectful; this was his ancestor, after all.

"Hehe, Old Man Wu, don't think only your tough hide can withstand it; here comes another one even fiercer than you."

Behind Wu Lei, an old man with barely any flesh on his bones patted his shoulder, his face full of mockery.

"Marquis Yi, are you itching for a fight?" Wu Lei's forehead tensed, and he placed his fist, the size of a human head, in front of Marquis Yi.

"Oh no, old man, I weigh about a hundred catties, including all my waste, and I can't withstand your fist."

Marquis Yi appeared like a ghost on the other side, chuckling.

"Then shut up," Wu Lei rolled his eyes; they had been old rivals for many years.

Marquis Yi, true to his name, was over a hundred years old but still acted like a mischievous monkey, always looking for trouble.

"Also, Xiong'er, it's not right of you to let someone go in without explaining the situation clearly to them."

Wu Lei turned to Wu Xiong and spoke slowly.

"Yes, Ancestor, Xiong'er knows his mistake." Wu Xiong quickly bowed his head; he didn't want to try Wu Lei's Iron Thunder Arm.

That taste was not good; even if Wu Lei only used thirty percent of his strength, he would be out of breath for ten days or so.

"Good that you know. After Mr. Chen comes out, apologize to him and don't forget to compensate him."

Wu Lei was very satisfied with Wu Xiong's attitude and waved to the Grand Elder, signaling to continue the game of chess.

Wu Xiong scratched his head, looking troubled as he sat by the gate.

If it weren't for the fact that there was no movement from the gate after two days, he probably would have forgotten about the time flow issue.

"I hope Mr. Chen isn't too angry..."

But just as Wu Xiong sat down, he felt the ruins beneath him tremble.

Boom!

"What's going on! Is something coming out?" Wu Lei and Marquis Yi stopped bickering and immediately stood up, walking to the gate.

"Could it be Mr. Chen?" Wu Xiong thought the sound was similar, but he couldn't be sure.

"Impossible, only two days have passed, and time inside the ruins should be even shorter..." The Grand Elder was about to deny it, but thinking of Chen Heng's strength, he held back.

"Open the door; it's a person on the other side," Wu Lei said with certainty.

"Alright." Wu Xiong didn't doubt him and directly pressed the button to open the door.

Amidst a metallic grinding sound, the gate slowly opened, and the yin wind also leaked out.

"Why is it so hard to open a door?" Chen Heng emerged from the door, carrying something in his hand, and said with some displeasure.

Wu Xiong didn't have time to explain and quickly closed the gate.

In just a few seconds, a considerable amount of Yin Qi had already leaked out.

"I saw the hole; it's not big. We can plug it up later."

Chen Heng patted off the residual Yin Qi clinging to him and took a deep breath of the fresh air outside.

"Mr. Chen, what is this in your hand...?" Wu Xiong noticed the figure in Chen Heng's hand at this moment.

"Ah, I picked him up inside the world-suppressing nail. There are some things about him that I find quite interesting."

Chen Heng lifted the male savage, displaying the pattern on his back to Wu Xiong.

"You are Chen Heng?" A deep voice sounded beside Chen Heng; the speaker was Wu Lei.

"Who are you?" Chen Heng sized up Wu Lei, realizing that this old fellow also seemed to be a martial artist.

Moreover, his Internal Qi was dense, much stronger than Wu Xiong's.

"I am the current head of the Wu Family, Wu Lei." Wu Lei took a step forward, meeting Chen Heng's gaze.

"Are you looking for trouble?" Chen Heng was a little confused; was there something wrong with this person's brain?

He didn't even know him, so why the sudden strangeness?

"Mr. Chen, you misunderstand; Ancestor is just like that." Seeing the atmosphere turn a bit tense, Wu Xiong quickly stepped forward, trying to separate the two.

"You are much stronger than me." Wu Lei narrowed his eyes; he couldn't even discern the depth of the Internal Qi within Chen Heng.

But one thing he understood: if Chen Heng's Internal Qi was compared to an ocean, then his own was merely a lake.