Chapter 1310 - 1307: The Dangerous Thousand Trees Peak

It was still noon, but the sky gradually grew somber. Large dark clouds gathered together above, with occasional flickers of electric light darting within them. The deafening sound was oppressive.

Above the clouds, Murong Qing and the Qingyu Adventure Group were leading the way for Luo Feng and his team, speeding towards Thousand Trees Peak like a gust of wind.

"Luo Feng, if the enemy is indeed the Blood Eye awakener, this matter is rather serious. Should we seek help from the Twelve Golden Palace first?" Murong Qing turned to Luo Feng and said.

Luo Feng shook his head, "Don’t worry, I know the situation. It’s already too late to notify the Twelve Golden Palace now."

In this half month, his cultivation had broken through to the fourth level of the True Yuan Realm. His strength was now vastly improved, giving him confidence to face the Blood Eye awakener without falling behind. Moreover, Jiang Fengfeng and Su Zhuyun were with him.

Su Zhuyun was a martial artist in the late stage of the True Yuan Realm and, as a Silver Swordman of Sword Tomb, her true strength was unfathomable. As long as they didn’t encounter a Great Ability of the Yuan Sea Realm, they should be able to handle the situation together.

Upon hearing about the Demon Eye Clan, Murong Qing was initially anxious, but seeing Luo Feng’s calm demeanor, he also gradually settled. Suddenly, he said, "There’s another matter. We’ve investigated the three massacred towns, and there’s something very peculiar. There’s no body of any Spiritual Rotation Realm martial artists within the towns; it’s as if they vanished into thin air."

"No Spiritual Rotation Realm martial artists’ bodies?"

Luo Feng was taken aback. This was indeed strange. Though the Spiritual Rotation Realm martial artists in those three towns were few, there should be dozens of them. All of them vanished without a trace...

At that moment.

Murong Qing glanced ahead and raised his voice, "Be careful, we’re approaching Thousand Trees Peak."

Upon hearing this, everyone looked forward.

Before their eyes were verdant mountains, stretching endlessly like waves, rising and falling, with gray mist drifting between the peaks, giving a mysterious and eerie feel.

Luo Feng scanned the area and paused in one direction, frowning, "There seems to be signs of a battle there; let’s go down."

Woosh...

A fierce wind howled as Luo Feng descended and landed amidst a grove. The others followed closely.

Sigh!

As their feet touched the ground, many couldn’t help but secretly gasp.

The forest, spanning a thousand meters, lay in ruins, bodies everywhere, totaling two to thirty people. The ground was covered in horrifying cracks, indicating a fierce battle had occurred here not long ago.

Strangely, however, the air lacked any hint of blood.

"Leader, like the townspeople, their blood has been drained. But..."

A young martial artist from the Qingyu Adventure Group carefully examined the bodies, his face growing ever more grim, hesitating as if struggling to voice his findings.

"But what?" Murong Qing asked calmly.

The young martial artist flipped over a nearby corpse, frowning, "There are bite marks on them, judging by the teeth marks... The attacker should have been human."

"Human?"

The crowd was shocked by this information.

Jiang Fengfeng’s clear eyes sparkled, "It must be him!"

Luo Feng carefully observed the bodies on the ground and suddenly sensed a flow of blood energy within them. His expression changed as he warned:

"Watch out!"

"Ah!"

Almost at the instant his voice sounded, a corpse suddenly sprang up, biting towards the young martial artist beside it.

Splurt!

Blood splattered. The young martial artist had yet to react, and a large chunk of flesh was torn from his neck.

"Slash!"

Luo Feng’s eyes were quick as he drew the Emperor Yan’s Sky-breaking Saber, slicing the corpse into two halves with a single stroke.

Growl!

The bisected corpse didn’t die; it raised its head and let out a beast-like roar, clawing towards Luo Feng, its eyes filled with a bloodthirsty, vicious evil aura.

"It’s a Blood Corpse!"

This sinister aura was not unfamiliar to Luo Feng. He had experienced it when fighting the Blood Poison Demonic General of the Blood Demon Sect’s 108 Blood Demons. As he spoke, his hand fell again, slicing forcefully as the saber qi crushed the struggling Blood Corpse into minced meat.

Gah gah gah gah gah...

Suddenly, sharp sounds echoed throughout the forest as battered corpses rose from the ground, numbering nearly ten.

Seeing so many Blood Corpses, Murong Qing’s expression changed slightly. Among the Blood Corpses, besides two being Meridian Wheel Realm martial artists, the rest were all Spiritual Rotation Realm martial artists. Coupled with the Blood Corpses’ horrifying defensive and regenerative powers, they were more troublesome.

"Everyone..."

About to organize a battle formation, a voice suddenly sounded beside him.

"If they’re dead, then they should act like dead people."

Jiang Fengfeng snorted disdainfully and, without drawing her sword, with a flick of her delicate hand.

Shhhh shhhh shhhh shhhh shhhh shhhh shhhh shhhh...

A sound rang out as fierce sword qi swept through, covering all the Blood Corpses, and in the blink of an eye, nearly ten fearsome Blood Corpses turned into a pile of minced meat.

The Qingyu Adventure Group stood stunned, and a hint of surprise flashed in Murong Qing’s bright eyes.

She had expected anyone traveling with Luo Feng to be of significant strength, but not to this extent, and from Luo Feng’s expression, he seemed unsurprised by it, wondering in her heart, what kind of monsters were accompanying Luo Feng.

An older, steady middle-aged saber man examined the injured person and shook his head, "Leader, there’s no saving him."

The young martial artist, whose throat was torn with a massive chunk of flesh, had already died.

Murong Qing slightly knit her eyebrows, commanding, "Take his gear and return it to his family. Burn the body."

"Yes!"

The middle-aged saber man nodded, knowing that if a body bitten by a Blood Corpse were left unattended, it could transform into a being neither human nor ghost.

Flames rose, illuminating the forest, and quickly consumed the young martial artist.

"It’s strange; why are Blood Corpses appearing here? Blood Eye awakeners might consume flesh, but their victims shouldn’t be transforming into Blood Corpses," Jiang Fengfeng’s eyebrows furrowed with a hint of unease.

"Whatever it is, we’ll find out soon. Let’s go."

Witnessing such a tragic scene, Luo Feng was more unwilling to waste time. He was about to proceed deeper when he suddenly turned and glanced at Murong Qing, saying, "This journey could be extremely dangerous; you don’t have to follow."

Murong Qing shook his head and calmly replied, "We of the Qingyu Adventure Group are not afraid of death. Rest assured, I know I’m no match for the mastermind; I won’t act rashly. However, along the way, we may be able to clear some obstacles for you."

"Then let’s go."

With their stance made clear, it was Murong Qing’s choice how to proceed. Luo Feng nodded, saying no more, and with a flash, sped into the dense forest, silently praying for Yang Dingtian’s safety.