Lone-eyed elder.
The one selling the Three-legged Body Technique at the black market.
Mysteriously targeted and battled by Xiao Zhan, the lone-eyed elder.
At this mont, he stands on a rooftop below, eyeing Jiang Feng hiding in the loft.
Seeing him once again.
Jiang Feng appears calm on the surface, but inside he’s inexplicably alard.
Xiao Zhan is hailed as the Great Tang War God, reputed as Dragon Capital’s top expert, even nicknad Liu Jinhu as the Celestial Profound Fourth Uncle, who was severely injured by Xiao Zhan, nearly losing an arm.
Yet, this lone-eyed elder.
Now remains unscathed.
His aura is calm.
As if a poisonous snake awakened from hibernation in the night, just standing there.
Jiang Feng can fully imagine, that night the lone-eyed elder and Xiao Zhan surely had a fierce battle, because when the lone-eyed elder escaped the black market, although using the Three-legged Body Technique, it lacked the vision and the Golden Road phenona.
His speed was fast, yet couldn’t shake off Xiao Zhan.
Originally thought he’d never see him easily again.
Unexpectedly, he returned to Dragon Capital once more.
And from the looks of it, it seems he wasn’t injured at all in that battle months ago.
This inevitably raised Jiang Feng’s vigilance.
Both he and the lone-eyed elder practice the Three-legged Body Technique, and the technique was bought from him; Jiang Feng worries the lone-eyed elder knows the secret of the Body Technique, perhaps even believing his intent in selling the technique was bait.
Otherwise, why would such an impressive technique be sold easily, suggesting the lone-eyed elder rely wanted silver taels, Jiang Feng would never believe.
At this mont, the lone-eyed elder below slightly smiles at Jiang Feng, nodding, heading towards Zhenbei Prison.
He also sees the whirlwind suddenly appearing above the prison.
Jiang Feng watches the lone-eyed elder’s gradually distant silhouette, until it disappears into the night, uncertain if he’s already entered Zhenbei Prison.
"Strange, why does that guy seem familiar, as if I’ve t him many tis before."
The lone-eyed elder outside Zhenbei Prison internally muses.
He knows Jiang Feng disguises his appearance, not weak in strength, especially capable of quickly detecting his watchful gaze, this acute sense isn’t sothing an ordinary Innate Powerhouse can achieve.
Considering there’s sothing more important to do tonight, plus Jiang Feng hasn’t provoked him, the lone-eyed elder decides not to think about Jiang Feng for now.
He arrives outside the prison, at the entrance of that small tavern.
Lifts his head towards the sky above the prison.
Seeing the swirling vortex, from the whistling sound, manifesting into form like a tornado, covering Zhenbei Prison in re monts.
"Demon Sect Gathering Spirit Array, could this really be the place where the Demon Ancestor passed away."
The lone-eyed elder exclaims in surprise.
He sees the surrounding Power of Heaven and Earth converging above Zhenbei Prison, as if an endless pit appeared, seemingly housing a massive array within the prison, successfully awakened at this mont.
"This..."
"Spirit Gathering Array?"
"Does Zhenbei Prison really hide such a grand array?"
"Could there truly be the mark of the Demon Ancestor here."
...
Everyone witnesses the phenona.
Voices rise in astonishnt.
"This is definitely soone fearso on par with Xiao Zhan, I’d better retreat further!"
"Huh... the vortex transford into a tornado."
"Not good, the surrounding Power of Heaven and Earth is being absorbed."
"Could there be a great demon casting spells!"
"Retreat!"
Jiang Feng is still pondering the origins of the lone-eyed elder.
Preparing to move farther away to avoid being recognized by him.
Suddenly sees Zhenbei Prison, engulfed by a massive tornado, feeling even more uneasy.
Quickly retreats backward.
But around, Innate powerhouses, even many Qi Refining Realm, and Refining Essence Realm Postnatal Martial Artists, are at this mont, recklessly rushing toward Zhenbei Prison, standing nearby, witnessing the sudden tornado.
"What’s that all about?"
"Spirit Gathering Array?"
"Isn’t it a Demon Technique?"
Jiang Feng retreats further and further.
Even from afar, he can still see the tornado enveloping Zhenbei Prison.
Yet that tornado, doesn’t swirl rapidly, even the tiles on the rooftops remain undisturbed, seemingly without power.
But even so, Jiang Feng dares not get too close.
One Liu Jinhu already makes him silent as a cicada in winter, not to ntion a group of Yun Gui Sect Immortal Masters occupying the area, and now the lone-eyed elder returned, Jiang Feng understands well, no matter what heavenly treasures or Immortal Techniques are inside Zhenbei Prison, they’re beyond his reach.
As the saying goes, curiosity killed the cat.
Jiang Feng retreats another five or six hundred ters, reaching the top of a four-story loft.
"Whew!"
At this mont.
A figure leaps onto the rooftop of a three-story building on the left.
Jiang Feng turns to glance.
In his eyes, a hint of surprise.
It’s the Female Innate whom he briefly saw outside Tiger Fang Manor.
Her body technique is like a swallow, gracefully drifting, landing silently, standing atop the roof, likewise observing the movent at Zhenbei Prison.
Attracted by the thick tornado for quite a while.
Regaining her senses, she cups her fist towards Jiang Feng on the upper floor.
Jiang Feng lightly nods in return.
Evidently, the Female Innate initially intended to view the spectacle from atop this four-story loft, only choosing the three-story rooftop upon seeing him there first.
The two seem to share the sa objective.
rely here for the spectacle.
Regarding what’s truly inside Zhenbei Prison, they seem indifferent.
After rely cupping fists and nodding, they tactfully refrain from disturbing each other, as if never encountering before, Jiang Feng also inspects the surroundings, observing a few more Innate powerhouses appearing nearby.
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