A cross-shaped lightning bolt flashed, and pitch-black flas erupted from Yuan Xinglie’s body. In the blink of an eye, he was burned to ashes.
Witnessing this from a distance, Luo Feng couldn’t help but gasp. Just monts ago, Yuan Xinglie had held the upper hand, yet in a re instant, he was reduced to nothing but cinders.
The Demon Eye Clan of the West Desert...
Coming back to his senses, Luo Feng recalled Yuan Xinglie’s last words, his brow furrowing slightly. This was the first ti he had ever heard of the Demon Eye Clan, and judging by Yuan Xinglie’s expression, they were clearly a source of imnse fear.
WHOOSH!
Executing the Teng Dragon’s Step, Luo Feng tore through the air, his figure shooting forth. In an instant, he landed near Yingkui and cupped his fists. "Thank you for..."
Halfway through his sentence, Luo Feng abruptly stopped, his eyes wide with astonishnt.
Yingkui removed her damaged helt. A torrent of dark hair cascaded to her waist, unveiling an icy, enchanting, and delicate face. In her pitch-black pupils, two cross-shaped, blood-red patterns gradually dimd.
Her fingers tracing the gash in her helt, Yingkui muttered, Damn, I have to forge a new helt...
Luo Feng had never expected that beneath such heavy armor was a woman.
Snapping out of his montary daze, Luo Feng quickly regained his composure and said gratefully, "Thank you for saving my life! I will never forget this life-saving grace!"
It was as if Yingkui had only just noticed Luo Feng. She looked up and asked emotionlessly, "Aren’t you afraid of ?"
"Why should I be afraid of you?" Luo Feng retorted.
Yingkui looked straight into Luo Feng’s eyes, an indescribable emotion flickering in her pupils. She slowly said, "Because I am from the Demon Eye Clan of the West Desert. I have these eyes."
From the depths of those icy pupils, Luo Feng caught a hint of nervousness. Shaking his head, he said, "All I know is that you saved my life."
"You’re similar to my Master." Yingkui gave Luo Feng a deep look before donning her helt again. Instantly, her figure transford back into that of a steel behemoth. The cross-shaped pattern gradually faded until only a faint trace remained, hardly noticeable without close observation.
"Senior, have you been following all this ti?" asked Luo Feng.
Yingkui nodded. "Yes. As you said, the Sword Heart Heaven Jade is of great importance to both Qingyun Mansion and the Yue Family. My Master ordered to protect it. From the mont you left Sky Mountain, I have been following you closely."
Saying this, Yingkui glanced at Luo Feng. She had been with him all this ti and knew everything that had transpired. From his encounter with the White-faced Saber Guest to his venture deeper into the Red Dragon Mountain Range, there were several tis she believed Luo Feng was in mortal danger and almost intervened, but each ti he had miraculously turned the tables.
So that’s how it is. Luo Feng had a sudden realization. He finally understood why he had felt such a strange sensation all along.
"Moreover, you don’t need to thank . If it weren’t for the Young Master, I would likely have been the one to kill you today," Yingkui said lightly.
"The Young Master? You an Yue Haitang? What happened?" Luo Feng’s eyebrows furrowed.
Yingkui looked at Luo Feng. After a mont, she said, "The Sword Heart Heaven Jade is a priceless treasure. Haven’t you ever wondered why such an important item was entrusted to you? If the Young Master hadn’t risked her life, my Master would have personally co to retrieve the Sword Heart Heaven Jade long ago."
Risked her life... Luo Feng was taken aback. He had been so focused on improving his cultivation that he hadn’t considered this. Thinking about it now, it was indeed very unusual.
Could that sword wound... A thought flashed through Luo Feng’s mind. He rembered the sword wound on Yue Haitang’s neck when she left. He had asked her about it at the ti, but she had dodged the question with vague answers. He hadn’t expected this to be the truth.
"Yuan Xinglie is dead, so there shouldn’t be any other experts from Qingyun Mansion coming after you. I’ve completed my task and will now return to the Imperial City to report to the Family Head. You’re currently only at the third level of the Spiritual Rotation Realm. Even if your martial arts comprehension is far superior to ordinary people and you can challenge those at higher levels, it’s still not enough to defeat Yi Tian. He is no ordinary Loose Cultivator; neither his martial techniques nor his cultivation realm will be inferior to yours," Yingkui stated.
Luo Feng nodded slightly, took a deep breath, and said, "Thank you for the reminder, Senior. One month from now, I will definitely defeat Yi Tian."
The blood-red cross pattern flashed in Yingkui’s eyes, and an aura of chilling killing intent swept out from her. She looked at Luo Feng coldly. "One month from now, if I determine you don’t have the strength to defeat Yi Tian, you won’t get the chance to step onto the dueling platform. I hope you rember that."
Luo Feng was startled. He could sense that Yingkui wasn’t joking. If, in one month, his strength was insufficient to defeat Yi Tian, he would likely end up just like Yuan Xinglie. It’s no wonder. The Yue Family certainly wouldn’t let a treasure like the Sword Heart Heaven Jade fall into the hands of Qingyun Mansion. If I die, the deathmatch cannot take place, and the wager would naturally be void.
"Senior, rest assured, I don’t joke about my own life," Luo Feng said, his expression unchanged.
"Senior, may I ask about the Demon Eye Clan?" Recalling the terrifying power of the cross-shaped lightning from earlier, Luo Feng couldn’t help but ask.
A slight change flickered across Yingkui’s exquisite face. After a mont, she said, "Knowing these things now won’t do you any good. However, I can tell you this: if your cultivation hasn’t reached the True Yuan Realm, it’s best to flee imdiately if you encounter the Demon Eye Clan. Any adult mber of the Demon Eye Clan can effortlessly kill a martial artist below the True Yuan Realm."
Instantly kill True Yuan Realm martial artists... Luo Feng was shaken and fell silent. Considering the cross-shaped lightning earlier, Yingkui’s words were undoubtedly true. Any adult mber of the Demon Eye Clan possessing the power to instantly kill True Yuan Realm cultivators—what terrifying strength that was!
Luo Feng couldn’t help but feel his perspective was too narrow. In the Six Northern Domains, a Spiritual Rotation Realm martial artist was barely considered an expert. Such strength was insignificant when considering the entire Hundred Nations Borderland or the True Martial Continent.
"Look!" Yingkui’s gaze fixed on Luo Feng’s eyes. Deep within her pupils, a blood-red light flared, and the two cross patterns grew increasingly bright, becoming dazzling.
Luo Feng stared into Yingkui’s eyes and involuntarily swallowed. Those eyes held no trace of human emotion, only endless, savage ferocity, more terrifying than the eyes of any Demon Beast.
The blood-red light gradually dimd. Yingkui said, "Patterns in the pupils—that’s a characteristic of the Demon Eye Clan. This pattern is also the source of our power."
Luo Feng nodded, committing her words to mory.
Yingkui looked up at the sky and said, "I’ve said all I need to. In a month, whether you live or die is up to you."
WHOOSH! As her voice faded, black lightning crackled around Yingkui’s armor. In an instant, she soared high into the sky and shot through the clouds.
"The Demon Core of the Blood Essence Demon Vine can heal injuries to a martial artist’s ridians..."
Hearing the voice drifting on the wind, Luo Feng paused, looking in the direction Yingkui had vanished. "Thank you!"
He had just taken a heavy blow from Yuan Xinglie and was seriously injured. His entire body, especially his ridians, still throbbed with a dull ache.
Watching Yingkui depart, Luo Feng quickly tidied himself up and, using his Qinggong, sped deeper into the Blood Demon Forest.
In the Blood Demon Forest, the fiery path Yuan Xinglie had blasted open was now extinguished, revealing charred black ground. A pungent, foul odor perated the air, and the shriveled husks of Blood Essence Demon Vines were scattered everywhere.
With the mother body dead, all these Demon Vine offshoots had also perished.
Without the Blood Essence Demon Vines blocking his path, Luo Feng pushed his speed to the limit. The distance of dozens of miles was covered in monts.
In the dense forest, the massive body of the Blood Essence Demon Vine mother lay collapsed on the ground. A huge cavity, over ten ters in diater, gaped in its chest. Its entire body was engulfed in raging flas, resembling a giant volcano from afar.
To think this Blood Essence Demon Vine mother nearly cost and Mu Hui our lives... Luo Feng gave a wry smile and shook his head.
Walking up to the ’volcano,’ Luo Feng took a deep breath, and the Rage Fla Knife in his hand flashed out in a series of strikes.
SWISH, SWISH, SWISH... Radiant arcs from his blade, like ribbons of light, whistled out. In an instant, the massive corpse of the Blood Essence Demon Vine mother was hacked into pieces, collapsing with a thunderous crash.
Luo Feng squinted. His gaze fixed on where the mother vine’s head had been, and he suddenly spotted a gleam of erald light. He reached out and snatched.
WHOOSH! The erald light was pulled into Luo Feng’s hand. It was a thumb-sized Demon Core.
The Demon Core was a deep, mystical green, etched with wood-like veins. Wisps of green Yuan Qi emanated from it.
A rustling sound arose from the surroundings. On the ground that had been burned bare, clusters of vibrant green shoots, influenced by the Demon Core’s Yuan Qi, broke through the soil and grew at a visible pace.
Such pure Yuan Qi! This is truly a treasure! Luo Feng could feel that the Yuan Qi in this Demon Core not only lacked any trace of Demon Qi but also possessed a strong Spirituality.
The nearby plants had revived and flourished under the influence of the Demon Core’s Yuan Qi. The Yuan Qi it contained was comparable to that of a fifth-grade Spirit Pill.
After stowing away the Blood Essence Demon Vine’s Demon Core, Luo Feng looked at the still-burning mother body with so regret. This Blood Essence Demon Vine mother was on the verge of advancing to a sixth-grade Demon Beast. Its entire body was a treasure trove, but unfortunately, it’s been burned to a crisp.
Shaking his head, Luo Feng prepared to leave and find a safe place to consu a Spirit Pill and recover from his injuries.
WHOOSH, WHOOSH, WHOOSH, WHOOSH, WHOOSH... Suddenly, a series of wind-breaking sounds ca from the nearby woods. A group of martial artists, ard with swords and sabers, rushed out. There were at least forty to fifty of them.
These individuals wore varied attire, but each bore a blood-red fang imprint on their chest, indicating they belonged to the sa adventurer’s group.
The two leading these martial artists had similar faces. The one on the left had a large, jagged scar at the corner of his mouth, giving him a ferocious look. The one on the right, sowhat smaller, had narrow eyes that glinted coldly, like a rat’s.
HUH? Upon seeing Luo Feng, the group was visibly surprised.
One of the martial artists leaned towards the ferocious-looking man at the head and said, "Leader, it’s the Blood Essence Demon Vine mother!"
The ferocious-looking leader glanced at the furiously burning Blood Essence Demon Vine, then swept his gaze around before it finally settled on Luo Feng. "Young man, was it you who killed this Blood Essence Demon Vine mother?"
Luo Feng stopped and shook his head. "No, I just arrived myself."
A long-faced martial artist beside him pointed to the ground and sneered, "Liar! The ground here is covered in your footprints. How can you say you just arrived?!"
Luo Feng’s expression remained unchanged. "I have other matters to attend to, so I’ll take my leave. Farewell."
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