Chapter 1309 - 1306: Encirclement, Crisis!

Willow Mountain Town.

This place lies at the intersection of the Cloud Peak Mountain Range and Red Chain Mountain Range. Because adventurers often rest here or sell the spoils of their expeditions, it has always been prosperous.

However, at this moment, Willow Mountain Town presents a different scene.

The entire town has lost its usual hustle and bustle. Corpses litter the streets — young Martial Artists, the elderly, women and children... even horses, Barbarian Beasts, and poultry. All living things have become cold dead bodies sprawled on the ground, skin tightly clinging to bones, their hollow eyes staring at the sky, resembling mummified fossils that have been preserved for decades, extraordinarily terrifying.

A large flock of carrion birds hovered over the town like dark clouds, casting an ominous shadow, their piercing screeches adding endless desolation to the scene.

The sound of air being ripped apart echoed continuously as streams of light rushed in from afar and quickly departed.

"Please, I beg you..."

Amidst a pile of corpses in a corner of the town, a woman was cradling a man and kneeling on the ground, helplessly looking at the passing Martial Artists.

"Please save my husband, I would be eternally grateful..."

The nearby Martial Artists hurried by, some showing disdain towards the woman’s plea, while others glanced at the man in her arms, shook their heads, and sighed before leaving.

"Please, he isn’t dead yet..."

The woman’s dry voice echoed repeatedly, with streaks of dried tears on her face.

"Let me take a look."

At this moment, several figures halted in front of the woman, and a young female Swordsman dressed in tight-fitting clothes stepped out.

The woman was overjoyed, her voice trembling with excitement, "Thank... thank you, he still has breath, he’s not dead. Please save him..."

The young female Swordsman nodded, squatted beside her, and carefully observed the man in her arms, her brows instantly knitting together.

The man’s body was cold, his face pale, devoid of any blood color. Though not dead, he was barely clinging to life.

"He has lost too much blood..." the young female Swordsman hesitated.

Bam!

The woman’s face turned pale as she knelt on the ground, banging her head against the floor, "Please save him..."

The young female Swordsman’s gaze was pained, but she sighed helplessly, "To save him would require a third-grade high-level blood-replenishing Spirit Pill. I’m sorry, we don’t have such advanced Spiritual Medicine."

"Third-grade Spirit Pill!"

Upon hearing this, the woman’s body stiffened, her face ashen.

Her family had perished overnight, leaving only this one remaining relative, but she understood what a third-grade Spirit Pill meant: her entire family could not even afford a first-grade Spirit Pill with a year’s income, let alone a third-grade one.

"Give him this pill to take."

At that moment, a voice sounded, and Luo Feng approached, tossing a jade bottle to the young female Swordsman.

"This is..."

The young female Swordsman was momentarily stunned, giving Luo Feng a look, seeing that he indeed addressed her, and only then opening the jade bottle, immediately taking a deep breath.

"Jade Muscle Blood Pill! This is a fourth-grade Spirit Pill!"

For a moment, the gazes of several people nearby focused on Luo Feng.

Luo Feng said flatly, "Don’t marvel at it now; if we delay any longer, he might not make it."

The young female Swordsman regained her composure, gave a sheepish smile, nodded, and immediately used Yuan Qi to envelop the Spirit Pill, sending it into the man’s mouth.

The pill melted in his mouth, causing a faint red glow to emerge from the man’s skin. His previously pale face gradually gained some color, and his breathing became stable.

"Ah, Brother Yu! Thank you... thank you all..."

Seeing this, the woman was moved to tears and made a gesture to kneel towards Luo Feng.

Luo Feng waved his hand, helping her up, "It’s just a small effort, no need to thank. Quickly take him away from here; it’s not safe to stay long."

A fourth-grade Spirit Pill wasn’t very valuable to him, so it was only natural to save a life if he could.

"Understood!"

The woman wiped the tear streaks from her face, supporting her husband and preparing to leave. She suddenly stopped and looked at Luo Feng, "Please tell me your name, honored savior. I have no way to repay today’s great kindness, but I will pray for you every morning and evening henceforth."

Luo Feng hesitated slightly and said, "Luo Feng."

Upon hearing this, the young female Swordsman’s eyes lit up.

After thanking him profusely again, the woman left with her husband.

The young female Swordsman gave Luo Feng a once-over and laughed, "It’s truly an honor to meet the famous First New Dragon here today. I’m Murong Qing, head of the Qingyu Adventure Group, and these are our members."

Upon hearing that the young man in front of them was the First New Dragon, Luo Feng, the few Martial Artists around were greatly shocked and all introduced themselves.

"Nice to meet you." Luo Feng cupped his hands.

The young female Swordsman glanced at the departing woman and smiled, "Luo Feng, why did you use a fourth-grade Spirit Pill to save someone you don’t know? Those Martial Artists earlier surely had blood-replenishing Spirit Pills, yet none acted."

Luo Feng countered, "What about you? You’re also a stranger to them, so why did you choose to stay?"

Murong Qing was momentarily stunned and laughed, "Rumors say that the First New Dragon Luo Feng is a young hero, and today’s encounter doesn’t dispute that."

Luo Feng smiled lightly, neither confirming nor denying, pondered briefly, and asked, "Are you here about the hero post too? Do you have any clues?"

The Qingyu Adventure Group wasn’t weak, and with its leader Murong Qing being a mid-stage Martial Artist of the Spiritual Rotation Realm’s ninth level, they might have some information.

Murong Qing’s elegant brows knit slightly, "There’s a bit of a clue. All these corpses died from having their blood drained, and there’s a Yinsha Qi lingering inside them."

"Oh!"

Luo Feng’s gaze flashed, looking at Jiang Fengfeng, as it was his first time hearing about Yinsha Qi.

Jiang Fengfeng shook her head, "I’ve only heard in the sect about the Blood Eye, about what happens to those attacked by Blood Eye awakeners. Even I don’t fully understand it."

"Blood Eye?"

Murong Qing looked puzzled.

Luo Feng briefly explained the situation’s ins and outs.

"This involves the Demon Eye Clan!"

After listening to Luo Feng’s explanation, Murong Qing’s complexion changed.

Luo Feng glanced at the surroundings littered with corpses and pondered, "Whether or not that’s the case, he was here last night, so he must still be nearby. We need to find him quickly, or other towns might fall victim."

Yue Haitang noted, "In a radius of several hundred miles, only Dayang City remains."

Dayang City!

Luo Feng frowned deeply.

Swoosh!

Suddenly, a streak of green light shot down from the sky and hovered in front of Murong Qing; it was a green Spirit Mirror.

Murong Qing picked up the Spirit Mirror, opened it, and a flash of brightness flickered in her eyes. She looked up at Luo Feng and said:

"Luo Feng, there’s news! Someone received information that the murderer is in Thousand Trees Peak. The City Lord Yang Dingtian of Dayang City and various rtiad heroes have begun besieging Thousand Trees Peak!"

"Besieging Thousand Trees Peak?"

Luo Feng felt a chill in his heart, "Let’s go! We’re heading to Thousand Trees Peak!"

Swoosh!

After speaking, Luo Feng didn’t wait for a response and executed the Sky Cloud Step. His figure soared into the sky, shooting towards the direction of Thousand Trees Peak.

He knew very well that if it really was that awakener, Yang Dingtian could be in danger.

Last time, the opponent alone managed to hold against both him and Jiang Fengfeng, indicating a formidable strength that even a fifth-level True Yuan Realm Martial Artist might not rival!