"Meow …"

Unfortunately, the Nine Nether Flame Sparrow did not buy it at all.

Just like this, the two of them officially met. Qin Feng started the conversation once again.

"Now that you have also come out, my Spiritual Strength has been absorbed by you. Don't you think it's time to say how sincere you are …"

"Although I don't know what this guy is, he is definitely not simple. You can actually tame this thing, I am somewhat confident in what you said just now. Maybe, in the future when I have the chance to face that immortal old thief, you can help me … "In the Undead Mystic Realm, there are nine levels of s.p.a.ce, each of which is different. The dangers of each level are also different. One level is the weakest, while the ninth level is the scariest …"

Qin Feng had already understood this information. From this, it also meant that the information the Nine Nether Bird spoke of was true.

"This immortal old thief is a vicious and merciless person, and his heart is narrow and righteous. Not only that, he is also someone who protects his own weakness …"

As he spoke to here, Qin Feng could clearly see that the malicious light in the Nine Nether Bird's eyes was even more obvious.

Looking at Qin Feng, the Nine Nether Bird's eyes flickered with excitement as it called out to him.

He followed the Nine Nether Bird as it moved forward in this s.p.a.ce.

After travelling for roughly a hundred miles.

In front of Qin Feng, a gigantic stone tablet slowly appeared.

This monolith was over a hundred meters tall and gave off a simple and unadorned feeling. Standing in front of the other party, an obscure fluctuation was emitted from it.

There didn't seem to be anything out of the ordinary about this particular stone stele. Other than the faint traces on the stone stele, there was nothing else here.

"This is an extraordinary treasure left behind by the immortal old thief in his bloodline. It contains a secret technique, but only the blood of his descendants can activate it …"

"Then what did you bring me here for!"

Qin Feng stared at the stone monument with a speechless expression.

"Although I have been sealed, the Immortal Mystic Realm will open once every ten years, so I can use the chance of it opening to devour the soul of the martial cultivation, thus I also have some understanding of the outside world. Although the strength of the immortal old thief is extremely high, but the number of people that he leaves behind are few, so it is very difficult to find the blood of his descendants, but unfortunately, I have a drop of his blood in my body."