The night sky was filled with twinkling stars as terrifying beastly roars echoed incessantly from the depths of the Cloud Peak Mountains.
In a section of the Chaotic Rock Forest, Luo Feng was seated cross-legged, eyes tightly closed, cultivating.
It had been two days since he left Linglong Hall. To get from Linglong Hall to Panlong City, one had to traverse the entire Cloud Peak Mountains; otherwise, it would require a long detour.
Previously, Luo Feng would surely have chosen to take the detour, as though Cloud Peak Mountains wasn’t necessarily treacherous, its core regions were incredibly perilous, harboring nurous high-level demon beasts.
However, now his strength was unlike before, giving him confidence to cross Cloud Peak Mountains straight through.
During these two days, Luo Feng traveled during the day and diligently cultivated at night.
The Grand Montum finally showed signs of breakthrough, and he wouldn’t miss such a great opportunity, hoping to reach seventy percent in the Grand Montum soon.
Howling winds...
The night wind howled, the Stellar Spin proceeded, while ti quietly slipped away during the cultivation.
In the silent night, scarlet light unexpectedly appeared at an unknown ti, slowly approaching, silently closing in on where Luo Feng was located.
Under the faint moonlight, one could see that these crimson lights were enormous demon wolves with fiery coats, baring their teeth, drool seeping onto the ground through their tooth gaps, eyes blood-red and fixed upon the cross-legged Luo Feng, with a murderous bloodthirsty aura dancing within.
Level six top-tier demon beasts, Red Blood Fierce Wolves.
Five hundred ters!
Three hundred ters!
One hundred ters!
Fifty ters!
Roar!
As the wolf pack closed within fifty ters of Luo Feng, a hint of cruelty flashed in the blood-red eyes of the leading wolf standing afar as it let out a fierce howl.
Swish! Swish! Swish...
Imdiately, demon winds rose, and the ordered Red Blood Fierce Wolf pack, like arrows released from a bow, shot towards Luo Feng, their sharp claws and fangs glead coldly in the night, tearing the air with a sizzling sound.
At that instant, Luo Feng suddenly opened his eyes, his gaze brighter than ever, a formless pressure emanated from him, making the surrounding moonlight ripple like water.
Whimper...
The approaching Red Blood Fierce Wolves seed to witness sothing terrible and whimpered, their bodies crashing heavily to the ground, yellow-green bile oozing from their jaws, releasing a foul stench, extinguishing their life quickly.
From afar, the leading Red Blood Fierce Wolf looked at Luo Feng with fear and suddenly whimpered before turning to flee.
Although this human seed delicate, the aura emitted when he opened his eyes was terrifying beyond compare, even more frightening than the ninth-level demon beast, the Dark Electric Beast Cow it had seen!
That slightly thin figure seed to hold up the sky, possessing world-shattering power, and at that mont, all it wanted was to escape there, as far away as possible.
Luo Feng didn’t pursue, his gaze swept around; within roughly a hundred ters, twenty or thirty Red Blood Fierce Wolves had died, all scared to death.
"Seventy percent Grand Montum, I’m another step closer to the Great Accomplishnt Montum at ninety percent."
The Grand Montum is ethereal, unlike cultivation which follows traces, needing martial artists to comprehend by themselves.
Luo Feng’s quick breakthrough this ti greatly attributed to listening to Shui Linglong’s explanation on ’montum.’
In Luo Feng’s understanding, Grand Montum and montum were both spiritual level forces, and Grand Montum was the sublimation of montum, turning this illusory power into substance.
For instance, an awakened Grand Montum martial artist’s martial arts display was more powerful than a regular martial artist’s, and could also damage the enemy’s spirit. Just like earlier, he didn’t make a move, yet the spirits of those Red Blood Fierce Wolves crumbled under his Grand Montum.
Grand Montum is ethereal, yet it suppresses the ethereal, which is the frightening aspect of Grand Montum.
Looking up at the nearing dawn, Luo Feng pondered, "By noon tomorrow, I should be able to leave Cloud Peak Mountains. I need to pick out a gift for Zi Ling. There’s a nearby Cloud Mountain City; I’ll take a look there."
Decision made, Luo Feng used Sky Cloud Step, dashing off into the distance.
Following the sun’s ascent, Luo Feng left Cloud Peak Mountains, the sight ahead was unobstructed hills, with great rivers flowing through the forested mountains.
Passing a mountain ridge, Luo Feng’s ears perked slightly, as he looked down below.
Below, a convoy of carts was steadily moving along the mountain path.
"Alas, this mountain path is extrely challenging, hopefully we can deliver the goods to Smoky Water City by tomorrow. If we travel via waterway, we would arrive at Smoky Water City by afternoon without the worry of bandits."
"Who would have thought a demon python appeared in the Cloud Water River, causing severe losses for many caravans. Although taking the dry road is longer, there’s no risk to life."
"Nobody knows what kind of demon beast this demon python is; I heard the Cloud Mountain City’s city lord organized experts to go besiege it, all severely injured."
"So fierce! The Cloud Mountain City’s city lord is a mid-Spiritual Rotation Realm level seven martial artist."
"It seems only the Golden Palace disciples can exterminate it; hopefully, this demon python will be removed soon."
Listening to the sighs and complaints of the caravan mbers, Luo Feng raised an eyebrow and thought to himself: A demon beast that can seriously injure a mid-level Spiritual Rotation Realm martial artist must at least be a level seven high-grade demon beast. If encountered, I might as well kill it to rid the public of this threat.
With this thought, Luo Feng did not slow down. His figure flashed like a large bird, swiftly passing above the caravan without being noticed by anyone below.
After traveling forty or fifty miles, Luo Feng paused, turning his gaze toward the southeast.
A dozen miles away, the water mist surged skyward, and a huge silhouette of a seven-colored serpent could be seen rolling within the mist. Its roars were earth-shattering and could be heard clearly from several miles away. The terrifying demon qi caused the sky to darken, while lightning flashed and thunder rumbled, presenting a scene of horror.
"A level seven high-grade demon beast, the Seven-colored Water-splitting Python. Seems like this is the demon python those people ntioned earlier..."
Watching the twisted, rolling python shadow, Luo Feng was about to go over and check it out when suddenly, a stunning sword light shot up into the sky, striking the Seven-colored Water-splitting Python fiercely. It was then he noticed that around the water mist, four figures were confronting the python.
The one who had just attacked was a young man holding a blue treasure sword. His attack was the strongest, with each swing producing sword qi over ten ters long, splitting the air with a piercing whistle and firmly suppressing the Seven-colored Water-splitting Python. Luo Feng guessed that this person should have a peak Spiritual Rotation Realm cultivation.
"These people are inner sect disciples of the Sky Sword Pavilion..."
After assessing briefly, seeing that the four were bound to slay the Seven-colored Water-splitting Python, Luo Feng did not plan to intervene.
If these four were not a match for the python, he wouldn’t mind stepping in to kill it. A level seven high-grade demon beast was no match for him at this point. However, since the four were not in danger, intervening hastily might be seen as provocation and cause unnecessary trouble.
Retracting his gaze, Luo Feng continued on his journey.
After a quarter of an hour, a city appeared within Luo Feng’s view.
Cloud Mountain City is the closest city to the Cloud Peak Mountain Range. Most of the people entering and leaving are martial artists venturing into the Cloud Peak Mountain Range. The city is not prosperous and is only slightly larger than Panlong City, making it a truly small city.
Landing on the avenue outside Cloud Mountain City, Luo Feng thought for a mont, took out a black mask he used from the Washing Dragon Ring, and put it on his face, striding quickly toward the city gate.
Before long, Luo Feng arrived at the city gate.
The city guards were all burly and vigilant, exuding a sense of authority. They were martial artists above the ridian Wheel Realm five level, and the captain of the guard had the highest cultivation, being a first-level Spiritual Rotation Realm martial artist.
"Young hero, are you a Spiritual Rotation Realm martial artist?"
The guard captain saw Luo Feng approaching and greeted him respectfully. He had seen Luo Feng flying over earlier and concluded that he must be a Spiritual Rotation Realm martial artist.
Luo Feng nodded slightly, "Yes. Is there sothing you need?"
The captain appeared even more respectful, for soone of Luo Feng’s age to reach the Spiritual Rotation Realm must undoubtedly be a Golden Palace disciple. He clasped his fists and said:
"To be frank, recently a Seven-colored Water-splitting Python appeared in Cloud Water River, destroying many passing ships. Last ti, the City Lord organized forces to eliminate it but ended up being seriously injured by the demon python. Now the city is filled with anxiety and fear, worried that the python might invade the city. The City Lord has issued a bounty, promising generous rewards to anyone who can kill the demon python."
Luo Feng smiled inside, so this is what it’s about.
"No need."
Luo Feng shook his head, saying: "I just ca from the direction of the Cloud Peak Mountain Range. There are already several inner sect disciples of the Sky Sword Pavilion besieging the Seven-colored Water-splitting Python, and I’m afraid the outco has already been decided. You don’t need to worry anymore."
"Are you serious, young hero?" The captain was visibly excited.
Luo Feng said expressionlessly: "Why would I lie?"
"Sorry, I was being presumptuous. Please enter the city, young hero. If there’s anything you need my help with, feel free to reach out to ." The captain quickly stepped aside.
Luo Feng nodded and headed into the city.
Seeing Luo Feng’s figure disappear, the guards nearby imdiately began to discuss, "Captain, can this guy’s words be trusted?"
"Yeah, could he be making up an excuse because he’s afraid of the Seven-colored Water-splitting Python?"
The captain glared at them, "Watch your words! His cultivation is way above mine; he could very well be a top master on the new Dragon Ranking. You may be courting death, but I’m not."
Upon hearing this, the guards were dumbstruck and imdiately fell silent.
They certainly knew what it ant to be a master on the new Dragon Ranking—a single expert from the ranking could kill them as easily as pinching ants.
Entering the city, Luo Feng wandered leisurely through the streets, searching for a suitable gift for Zi Ling.
Although Cloud Mountain City couldn’t be called luxurious, it was bustling with activity. The streets were filled with people coming and going, with constant calls from vendors.
However, the stalls mostly sold items needed by martial artists for their adventures. After walking through two streets, he hadn’t found any suitable gifts for Zi Ling.
"I’ll grab sothing to eat first,"
Passing by a luxurious restaurant, Luo Feng stopped. Having been in closed-door cultivation for several days, he hadn’t had a decent al.
"Custor, how many people?"
As soon as Luo Feng entered the restaurant, a waiter ca up to him.
Luo Feng tossed a ten-tael silver coin to the waiter, saying indifferently, "Just one. Prepare a table of food and drinks for ."
"Got it! Custor, please this way."
Taking the silver, the waiter was all smiles, knowing he had a distinguished guest as he led Luo Feng upstairs.
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