471: A rare treasure has appeared, and heroes are vying for it?

"Hmph, whatever it is, we'll know once we go in and see." Bu Jingyun snorted coldly and immediately prepared to enter.

Everyone watched Bu Jingyun with curiosity, wondering if he could get close.

Nie Feng was about to advise caution, but Bu Jingyun had already stepped forward. The moment Bu Jingyun took that step, the golden light instantly retracted.

The oppressive aura also vanished.

Everyone's expressions changed. With the pressure gone, why would they wait any longer? Instantly, countless Masters charged deep into the jungle.

Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun quickly followed. With their strength, they instantly overtook the crowd and were the first to arrive deep in the jungle.

To their surprise, there was nothing there, only an exceptionally handsome and dashing Young Master standing alone.

This person was none other than Duan Zhengchun.

He hadn't expected that merely testing the power of his Golden Light Mantra here would attract so many people.

Failing to find any so-called precious treasure, the crowd immediately turned their attention to Duan Zhengchun.

"Kid, where's the treasure? Where is it? Hand it over quickly, or you won't leave this place alive."

"That's right, you brat, hurry up and give up the treasure. Otherwise, you'll regret it bitterly and wish you were dead."

Bu Jingyun and Nie Feng watched Duan Zhengchun surrounded by numerous Masters, exchanged a glance, and showed no intention of intervening.

The other party's identity was unknown, yet he appeared here. Earlier, even they had felt a sense of dread from that oppressive aura.

This young man appearing here first meant his strength was definitely not simple.

With the situation unclear, it was best to wait and see.

They also wanted to see if a treasure had truly appeared.

"Kid, I'm talking to you! Hurry up and hand over whatever you just got here, or don't blame my blade for being blind."

Duan Zhengchun's expression turned somewhat strange. What was going on? He was just here testing his newly learned Golden Light Mantra.

Why were there so many people? And they wanted him to hand over a treasure? Could it be these guys thought the golden light he released earlier was a treasure appearing?

"Heh, I just arrived too. I haven't seen any so-called treasure you're talking about." Duan Zhengchun shrugged.

Duan Zhengchun's answer made everyone present freeze.

They had charged in the moment the pressure vanished and saw nothing except Duan Zhengchun alone here.

If he didn't take it, could it have been caused by his Breakthrough?

How was that possible? How old was Duan Zhengchun? That oppressive aura was something even a Great Grandmaster couldn't approach. At his age, how could he possibly possess such formidable strength?

"Kid, you're being very dishonest."

"The moment that golden light vanished, we rushed in. There's nothing here but you alone, and you still dare say you didn't take it?"

"Hand it over quickly, or don't blame us for being impolite."

"Right, hand it over now, or we'll make you wish you were dead."

"Little brother, if you took it, you should hand it over. With so many people here, you can't win."

Seeing Duan Zhengchun so young and not seeming like a bad person, Nie Feng couldn't help but speak up to persuade him.

He didn't want Duan Zhengchun to come to harm over this unknown treasure.

Duan Zhengchun looked at Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun beside him.

Seeing their unique attire, Duan Zhengchun immediately understood their identities. He hadn't expected the two of them to appear here at this time.

The World Society was tens of thousands of miles from the Great Ming. Their appearance here now wasn't entirely strange, after all, information didn't travel as fast as in later technological eras.

Traveling by manpower also took time. In this era, traveling at full speed, it might take a year or more to arrive.

Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun couldn't travel solely by Movement Technique either; even the best blood-sweating horses could only cover a few hundred miles.

And they couldn't run like that continuously every day; that was impossible.

So their arrival at this time was plausible.

"I can't help it, I'm telling the truth. I really haven't seen any treasure." Duan Zhengchun shrugged helplessly.

Nie Feng opened his mouth but, for a moment, didn't know how to respond.

He had offered kind advice, yet this guy wouldn't accept it.

"Junior Brother Feng, don't meddle. We have a mission this time; don't create complications," Bu Jingyun said coldly.

Nie Feng still wanted to say something but ultimately closed his mouth and remained silent.

They indeed had matters to attend to this time and couldn't afford complications here.

They had come today just to see what was happening, not to get involved.

Duan Zhengchun wasn't surprised at all by Bu Jingyun's words. This guy, known as the Unfeeling God of Death, being cold to a stranger was normal.

It was only later, after experiencing growth, that his personality changed somewhat.

The current Bu Jingyun, with strength at the Great Grandmaster level, seemed to have his Realm's upper limit raised due to the comprehensive martial arts world.

The fact that they could still undertake missions together now suggested they hadn't yet been divided by Tyrant, but that had nothing to do with him.

Originally, after Nie Feng spoke, the surrounding Martial Artists were somewhat worried Nie Feng would intervene.

Seeing Nie Feng stopped by his companion, they immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

"Kid, you refuse a toast only to be forced to drink a forfeit. Since that's the case, we'll start by severing your limbs and see how long your mouth stays hard."

"Go on, cripple this brat, see if he talks."

Instantly, several Xiantian Realm Martial Artists attacked, their long swords and short blades slashing towards Duan Zhengchun's limbs.

Looking at these charging Martial Artists, Duan Zhengchun shook his head helplessly.

He was just here testing his martial arts. Why were there always people who liked to seek death?

"Sigh, why must you? Isn't living well enough? Why insist on courting death?" Duan Zhengchun sighed in resignation.

As he spoke, golden light shone in Duan Zhengchun's hand, and a golden thread appeared. The golden light flashed, and the next second, the surroundings fell into silence.

The bodies of the Martial Artists who had charged the fastest suddenly stiffened, and then a bizarre scene unfolded.

These Martial Artists suddenly... their bodies directly shattered into chunks of minced meat, the air thick with the pungent smell of blood.

This bizarre scene immediately caused the faces of those who hadn't yet acted to change drastically.

Even Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun's expressions changed; this method was too strange.

Moreover, that golden thread just now seemed related to the earlier golden light.

"Good kid, still saying it's not related to you? Now you've given yourself away! That golden light must be the treasure from earlier."

"Everyone, attack together. He's alone; he definitely can't be a match for so many of us."

"Right, attack together."

Truly, men die for wealth as birds die for food.

Duan Zhengchun intended to use the Golden Light Mantra to see just how crazy these Martial Artists could get.

Nie Feng was about to intervene but was pulled back by Bu Jingyun, who shook his head at him.

"Junior Brother Feng, this matter is not something we can get involved in. That young man's strength is definitely above ours. When he attacked just now, I didn't sense the slightest fluctuation of Internal Energy."

"This situation can only mean two possibilities: one, the other party is an ordinary person."