Shrieking bird calls and the furious shouts of Martial Artists instantly ignited the entire airspace.
A B Level Student from a minor family was half a beat too slow.
His Wingsuit’s left wing was instantly pierced by three fearless Iron-beaked Sparrows.
He let out a desperate, blood-curdling scream.
His body completely lost its balance, spiraling down toward the Blood Sea below.
He vanished without even making a splash.
The shadow of death lood over everyone’s heart.
"Hmph, a bunch of feathered beasts!"
The ridian Passage Realm expert, Liu Cheng, glared with wide, furious eyes.
Clad in a heavy-duty Wingsuit, he didn’t dodge or evade, instead charging head-on into the densest part of the flock.
"THUD! THUD! THUD!"
Countless Iron-beaked Sparrows slamd into his thick Protective True Qi, creating a series of dull thuds.
They failed to create even the slightest ripple.
A savage grin spread across Liu Cheng’s lips.
He swung the Giant Axe in his hands like a black windmill, his True Qi flaring.
Wherever he passed, swaths of Iron-beaked Sparrows were hacked into a rain of shredded flesh and blood.
"Kill!"
Zhang Hao and Fan Jian, two other ridian Passage Realm experts, erupted into action at the sa ti.
Zhang Hao’s Sword Technique was steady. He condensed his Inner Qi onto his blade’s edge. Every slash unleashed a cyan blade light several ters long, plowing paths of death through the flock.
Fan Jian’s movents were erratic as he specialized in striking the Iron-beaked Sparrows’ vital points like their eyes and necks, making him incredibly efficient.
"Hahaha, bring it on!"
Wang ng fought like a man possessed, swinging a Giant Axe as large as a door panel and smashing straight through the flock.
His Qi Blood was imnse, and every swing of his axe was overwhelmingly powerful.
Any Iron-beaked Sparrow he struck exploded into a mist of blood in mid-air.
Even Gu Yun, who was usually so ticulous about his appearance, had dropped his frivolous deanor.
He piloted his magnificent "Scarlet Blade" Wingsuit, weaving through the flock.
Each ti he thrust his Foil, it precisely entered an Iron-beaked Sparrow’s eye socket and scrambled its brain.
Compared to the wide, sweeping fighting styles of the others, Han Feng’s thod was exceptionally quiet.
He didn’t rush to charge forward.
Instead, he calmly hovered behind and to the side of the group, his right hand already gripping his jet-black Longsword.
An Iron-beaked Sparrow silently rushed him from a blind spot below.
Its sharp beak glinted with a cold, tallic light, aid straight at his back.
Han Feng didn’t even turn his head.
He simply blocked behind him with the Profound Turtle Shield held in a reverse grip in his left hand.
CLANG!
A dull impact rang out.
The Iron-beaked Sparrow’s prized beak slamd against the shield’s surface, and the imnse force caused Han Feng’s body to dip slightly.
But the Profound Turtle Shield’s earthy-yellow Energy Shield was as steady as a rock.
Before the Iron-beaked Sparrow could use the montum to retreat, Han Feng flicked his right wrist, and the Black Tungsten Gold Longsword was already unsheathed.
He still didn’t turn around.
He just swung casually behind him with a backhand motion.
There was no sword light, no sound of tearing air.
A formless blade of qi, almost invisible to the naked eye, flashed through the air and vanished.
PFFT!
The ambushing Iron-beaked Sparrow’s flight suddenly froze.
Then, its massive head separated cleanly from its neck and shot into the sky.
The cut was as smooth as a mirror.
"Holy crap!"
Wang ng happened to see this, and his eyelids twitched uncontrollably.
He felt a chill shoot up his spine to the top of his skull.
"Fengzi, that move was way too sneaky!"
Having dealt with the threat to his rear, Han Feng’s figure finally moved.
He didn’t charge recklessly like Wang ng, nor did he tank hits head-on like Liu Cheng.
He pushed the essence of the Sword Control Technique to an extre that ordinary people couldn’t comprehend.
His "Ghost Bat·Modified" Wingsuit seed to have lost all weight, executing one unbelievable sharp turn and sideslip after another within the dense flock.
At tis he was erratic and unpredictable, at others as swift as lightning.
This wasn’t Wingsuit Flying at all.
This was Riding the Wind.
Three Iron-beaked Sparrows dove at him simultaneously from three different directions, forming a killing pincer that sealed off all his escape routes.
Han Feng advanced instead of retreating.
The Wingsuit’s engine instantly overloaded, and his entire body pulled up sharply at an acute angle that completely defied aerodynamics.
At the sa ti, his body spun rapidly in the air.
SHINK! SHINK! SHINK!
Three barely audible sounds.
The Black Tungsten Gold Longsword in his hand beca a black whirlwind that seed to devour the light.
The three Iron-beaked Sparrows didn’t even have ti to cry out before the sharp blade instantly sliced them into several pieces, creating a shower of blood.
The entire process was executed with extre speed, possessing a cold and efficient art of killing.
He was like a reaping blade gliding across the battlefield.
Every change in his flight path, every sword strike, precisely eliminated the targets that posed the greatest threat to the team.
His Swordsmanship wasn’t flashy; it was still the chops, slashes, upward swings, and thrusts of Basic Swordsmanship.
But when combined with the ghostly Body Technique from his Sword Control Technique, it unleashed a terrifying power that could make even a ridian Passage Realm expert’s blood run cold.
"Thirty-two Iron-beaked Sparrows are gathering thirty degrees to the left flank! Estimated ten seconds until a group charge!"
Lin Qing’s calm voice, tinged with urgency, echoed in the channel.
"Leave it to !"
Zhang Hao shouted, his Inner Qi surging.
A horizontal sweep of the long blade in his hand unleashed a massive blade light that instantly cleared an area.
But even with everyone’s combined efforts, the Iron-beaked Sparrows in this airspace were still like moths to a fla, endless and innurable.
"It’s no use, there are too many! We’re about to be surrounded!"
Fan Jian shouted anxiously, "We have to find a way to break through!"
They could clearly see more Iron-beaked Sparrows converging from all directions. A massive black encirclent was about to close.
Just then, Han Feng, who had been killing in silence, finally spoke.
"Follow !"
He gave a low shout and stopped holding back.
The Technique of Sword Control Technique·Mastery activated at full power!
"VMMMM—"
The "Ghost Bat·Modified" Wingsuit beneath him let out an excited hum, as if it had co to life.
Han Feng took a deep breath, and in that instant, he and his Wingsuit beca one.
He transford into a black bolt of lightning, charging fearlessly toward the weakest point of the encirclent.
On his Black Tungsten Gold Longsword, Qi Blood Power so dense it was almost tangible intertwined with his Formless Sword Qi.
The air around the blade’s edge began to distort slightly, letting out a whine as if under unbearable strain.
The dozen or so Iron-beaked Sparrows in his path seed to crash into an invisible wall made of Sword Qi.
They couldn’t even get within three ters of Han Feng.
In mid-air, they were instantly disintegrated and torn apart by the incomparably sharp Sword Qi, turning into a thick mist of blood.
Han Feng had forcibly carved a bloody path of death through the airtight encirclent with nothing but his body and his Longsword!
"Go!"
Zhang Hao, Wang ng, and the others were shaken to their core, but their spirits soared. They imdiately followed close behind.
The nine of them ford a single sharp arrow, finally breaking through the densest region of the Iron-beaked Sparrow flock.
"Target, the largest island straight ahead! Map designation G-13!"
Zhang Hao shouted, pointing at a distant island shaped like a crouching giant turtle. "Everyone, full speed ahead!"
The nine of them dove toward the target island with all their might.
Behind them, the flock of birds and the chaotic battlefield were still in hot pursuit.
As their altitude steadily dropped, the wind howled in their ears.
Island G-13 rapidly grew larger in their field of vision.
The island was covered with jagged rocks and dark green vegetation, exuding a primitive and desolate aura.
"Prepare for landing! Brace for impact!"
Zhang Hao reminded them over the communication channel.
THUD, THUD, THUD...
Nine figures landed one after another on a relatively flat stretch of rocky ground, kicking up shallow craters.
The feeling of solid ground under their feet made everyone let out a long sigh of relief.
Han Feng imdiately activated [Spiritual Vision].
The Energy Flow within a five-ter radius ca into view, confirming there was no imdiate danger.
The island’s Spiritual Qi was several tis denser than the outside world’s, but it was mixed with a chaotic and violent aura.
The air was filled with the sll of damp earth and rotting vegetation.
"Is everyone alright?"
Zhang Hao leaned on his blade, his chest heaving violently.
"I’m fine, that was a thrill!"
Wang ng wiped the bloodstains from his face—the blood of a Demon Beast.
Fan Jian inspected his Wingsuit and said with a wry smile, "Three of the left wing’s stabilization Runes were pecked to pieces. It’ll take ti to fix them."
"As long as you’re okay."
Zhang Hao put away his map, his expression grave.
"We’re currently on the eastern edge of Island G-13."
"According to the guide, there’s an A Level safe point on this island, a natural cave located sowhere on the back of the mountain peak at the island’s center."
He looked up at the sky.
"We don’t know when the gray-out period will arrive. We have to find that cave as soon as possible."
"Let’s go!"
Not daring to delay, the nine of them imdiately stowed their Wingsuits and started toward the center of the island along a rugged mountain path.
Along the way, Han Feng kept his Perception Field extended to its maximum range.
They avoided several areas with strong energy reactions, which were clearly the lairs of powerful native Demon Beasts.
After walking for about half an hour, they arrived at the edge of a cliff.
"It should be down there."
Zhang Hao consulted his map and pointed to a rock face below the cliff, covered in dark green vines.
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