"Whew!"
Ling Feng breathed in the fresh air deeply, feeling extrely liberated. With his strength greatly increased, the return of the king was imminent, and it was ti to settle old scores.
The best move now was to first find so disciples of the Hall of Conquest and understand the current situation. Yang Zhen was being controlled by the Barbarian Clan using so witchcraft technique. If the disciples of the Hall of Conquest were still with this guy, they would definitely be in grave danger.
Ling Feng wasn’t concerned about others, but when it ca to companions like Chu Tiange and Fong Ling, he genuinely hoped nothing would happen to them.
After thinking for a mont, Ling Feng said to the Shark Giant Monster beneath him, "Zi Feng, how long can you control this Fierce Beast?"
"The essence of parasitism is to devour the life force of one side, transforming it into my own. As long as I don’t actively abandon this Fierce Beast, with its life force, it can be maintained for at least half a year," Zi Feng said with a chuckle.
This guy’s appetite is growing bigger and bigger. The life force of such a vigorous Emperor Level Fierce Beast is only enough for it to devour for half a year.
"With half a year, it will be easier to handle."
Ling Feng nodded and said slowly, "Zi Feng, don’t give up this body yet. Control this Fierce Beast to lurk around this area. I’ll find a way to lure opponents like Yang Zhen and Winte here. With your control over this Fierce Beast, and with , even against two Emperor Level strong ones, we should have more than enough to handle them."
"Oh..."
Zi Feng nodded, "Alright then, master. I’ll stay here for now, but I can’t fully unleash this Fierce Beast’s true powers, so don’t have too high expectations."
"No problem, thanks to the brute body of this Fierce Beast, it can hold off Winter’s attacks for quite so ti even if it just stands there."
"Master, don’t tell you’re using as a sandbag!" Zi Feng pouted with displeasure.
"It’s not your body. Why are you getting upset!"
Ling Feng rolled his eyes, pointed lightly at the Shark Giant Monster’s back beneath him, and said casually, "Zi Feng, control this Fierce Beast to lurk and wait for my signal!"
With the ntal link between him and Zi Feng, as long as they were within a certain distance, they could communicate through Divine Sense. In this Hunting Battlefield, it was far more effective than any communication Magic Treasure.
"Alright!"
Zi Feng controlled the Shark Giant Monster, nodded its massive head, and subrged into the depths, cunningly concealing its aura.
"With that Fierce Beast’s strength and Zi Feng’s control, dealing with Yang Zhen should be more than enough. I just wonder whether Winter has already died!"
Ling Feng took flight and soared into the Cloud Peak, analyzing secretly in his mind, "What is clear now is that the peak power on the side of the Hall of Conquest is Song Feilian. With Yang Zhen now equivalent to the enemy, when the final battle cos, the Hall of Conquest will face not only the Demon Clan’s Fox Clan Emperor but also Yang Zhen. If Winter hasn’t died, Song Feilian trying to take on three equally strong opponents on his own is nearly impossible."
The most likely outco is that Song Feilian and one of the strong ones will both suffer serious injuries, eventually benefiting the remaining party.
With Unlimited Vision spread wide, Ling Feng began searching for traces of disciples from the Hall of Conquest or people like Winter.
...
In a hidden place sowhere in the Hunting Battlefield.
"Only less than twenty left?"
Song Feilian’s face was slightly pale, surrounded by several Emperor strong ones like Donghuang Xuanyi.
Among the team, many brothers died in the bitter clashes with the Demon Clan. Although they should have been prepared for death when they decided to participate in the Hunting Battlefield, truly facing death, who can remain completely indifferent?
After leaving Yang Zhen’s team, Song Feilian summoned other scattered disciples to gather, forming a team of about fifty people.
In the next ten days, nurous engagents with the Demon Clan occurred. Although Song Feilian was powerful and could usually repel the Demon Clan, his tactical strategy was not particularly sophisticated. Facing repeated provocations from the Demon Clan, they often suffered significant casualties.
Clearly, the opponent was using the simple strategy of luring their opponents away from their base, yet Song Feilian was deceived multiple tis. Up to today, he hadn’t turned into a solitary commander only because Donghuang Xuanyi persistently supported him.
Currently, morale among everyone was low, and whether it was Song Feilian or Yang Zhen, their faces were undoubtedly grim.
The most unacceptable mont for everyone was days earlier when they found the canyon where Yang Zhen and Winte collaborated to kill more than thirty disciples from the Hall of Conquest. From the mouth of one disciple who was barely breathing, they learned an explosive news.
Yang Zhen had betrayed!
Yang Zhen had already allied with Emperor Winte, and this news, given the current situation, was undoubtedly another blow.
Since then, Yang Zhen and Winte had not acted again, clearly waiting for the final clash of the Hall of Conquest and the Demon Clan, then erging at the last mont for the spoils.
Two Initial Stage Emperor strong ones at the Heavenly Kill Ten Extres Level, once they team up, the consequences are severe.
After all, in a way, the Barbarian Clan and Demon Clan are still allies, whether they’re united or not, but on their side, it is equivalent to having three strong ones as powerful as Song Feilian.
No matter how you look at it, the chance for the Hall of Conquest to eventually win is extrely slim.
"Alas, there may still be so scattered disciples, but certainly not many with fighting power."
Donghuang Xuanyi shook his head and said slowly, "It’s been ten days, and still no sign of Ling Feng. I suspect that kid might have also died at Winter’s hands, their alliance is indeed terrifying!"
Song Feilian sighed lightly, "My indecisiveness has led to today’s situation. If I had insisted on taking all the disciples, they wouldn’t have been killed by Yang Zhen, nor Ling Feng. I should have kept him!"
"It’s pointless to talk about it now." Donghuang Xuanyi said solemnly, "Who would have thought Yang Zhen would betray!"
As the Supre Commander yet betraying at the crucial mont, without Ling Feng, they might have died at the hands of the demon, or perhaps they might have been killed in that canyon, the consequences are truly unimaginable.
"Junior Brother Donghuang, how much chance do we have if we keep fighting?"
Song Feilian asked, with hands behind his back and an intense expression, as the current situation made him start to feel a bit desperate.
"Senior Brother Song, if even you give up, then there’s no hope at all."
Donghuang Xuanyi clenched his fists and said solemnly, "As long as the Hunting Battlefield is not yet over, we still have hope. No matter how we look at it, from the number of people, we still have an advantage. If we can reduce casualties, maybe in the end..."
Donghuang Xuanyi sighed lightly, "We might win by sheer numbers!"
Thinking it over, Donghuang Xuanyi could only co up with this thod. Although it’s not very honorable, whether through direct confrontation or sneaky tactics, with their current strength and morale, success is almost impossible.
The only thing to be thankful for is that here, it’s quite hidden!
"Whoosh!"
Suddenly, a figure descended from the sky, causing an imdiate stir among the people.
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