Chapter 1311 - 1308: Purgatory, Mad Flame Spearman!

Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh...

In the deathly silent, dark forest, a series of figures swiftly flew by, moving so fast that only the faintest afterimages were visible, like phantoms.

Suddenly, a burst of saber light erupted, illuminating the forest, pulverizing trees along its path, and causing the earth to cave in. A group of blood corpses and blood zombies charging forward were crushed into pulp by the powerful pressure before they could get close.

"The Traveling Swordsman Xu Cang, he’s a mid-level Spiritual Rotation Realm Martial Artist, and even he died here..."

Murong Qing saw one of the blood zombies rise again, a flash of shock crossed her face.

Swish!

Luo Feng flicked Emperor Yan’s Sky-breaking Saber, sending out another sharp Saber Qi, splitting the last blood zombie apart without looking back, saying:

"Let’s pick up the pace, I’ll handle the blood corpses and blood fiends on the way."

Having entered the region of Thousand Trees Peak, just within a range of a few dozen miles, they had already encountered over a dozen groups of blood corpses and blood fiends. The bodies seen along the way were countless, numbering over a hundred, among them Luo Feng found several Martial Artists from Dayang Mansion, making the ominous feeling in his heart grow stronger.

The group continued their rapid journey, and along the way, before blood corpses and blood zombies could get close, they were slain by Luo Feng with one stroke.

At first, the group didn’t feel it was anything special, but as time went on, each time this happened, including Murong Qing, the five members from Qingyu Adventure Group began to look at Luo Feng differently, almost like they were looking at a monster.

Running at full speed, one’s perception is greatly diminished, especially in the complex environment filled with miasma at Thousand Trees Peak.

Many times, before Murong Qing and the others could sense the presence of blood zombies, they were already slain by Luo Feng.

Not only were Murong Qing and the others surprised, but Jiang Fengfeng and Su Zhuyun were also astonished. In terms of cultivation, they were above Luo Feng, yet their perception was far inferior.

The only one not surprised was Yue Haitang.

Buzz!

Passing through a hill, Luo Feng’s mind stirred, immediately stopping, enveloping everyone within his Protective Gang Energy.

"Why..." Murong Qing was about to ask why they suddenly stopped.

In the next moment.

From behind the hill, a figure rushed out, its body gaunt, nothing but skin and bones, holding a longsword gleaming with icy light, a pair of blood-red eyes devoid of human emotion locked onto Luo Feng and the others.

Roar!

A furious howl emitted from its mouth, the figure leaped, the longsword bursting with intense blood light, the sword flash made its way in front of Luo Feng within five steps, stabbing seven times in rapid succession, forming a seven-star Sword Qi arc.

Boom!

The Sword Qi arc slammed into the Protective Gang Energy, sending waves of shock rippling along the protective shield, tearing apart the forest within hundreds of meters, collapsing half of the hill.

Murong Qing’s expression changed: "Seven-Star Swordsman Bai Huan, he’s a late-stage Spiritual Rotation Realm martial artist, how..."

The other members of Qingyu Adventure Group, looking at the suddenly appearing blood zombie, also looked grim. The Seven-Star Swordsman had long been a well-known Spiritual Rotation Realm veteran, famous in the rtiad, yet he died here.

"Spring Breeze-as-Heart-Wills Saber!"

Swish!

Saber light flashed through the void, the blood zombie’s body and the longsword were instantly split in two, its head just lifted, shattered by a punch from Luo Feng.

Bam!

Emperor Yan’s Sky-breaking Saber spun through the air, returning to Luo Feng’s hand.

Witnessing this, Murong Qing and the others took a slight breath, amazed at Luo Feng’s saber technique’s brilliance and power, eliminating a late-stage Spiritual Rotation Realm blood zombie in just one move.

"Luo Feng, I feel the strength of the appearing blood zombies is increasing."

Yue Haitang approached Luo Feng, glanced at the blood zombie corpse on the ground, and frowned.

Luo Feng nodded, he felt the same; as they delved further, the strength of the appearing blood zombies grew stronger.

Murong Qing thought of something, her eyes brightened, she said: "I understand why there are no Spiritual Rotation Realm experts in the three towns. They’ve all been turned into blood zombies and brought here!"

Luo Feng also realized this, he couldn’t help but ask: "Who would do this?"

Murong Qing pondered, "Could it be the Blood Demon Sect?"

"That’s unlikely."

Jiang Fengfeng shook her head, saying, "To have the ability to refine late-level Spiritual Rotation Realm martial artists into blood corpses would be at least within the top fifty of the Blood Demon General among the one hundred and eight Blood Demon Generals of the Blood Demon Sect. Now that there’s a ceasefire agreement between the nine great sanctuaries and the West Desert Demon Domain’s major demon sects, such a sect expert wouldn’t risk entering the Hundred Nations Territory; even if they came, they wouldn’t stir up such a commotion and court trouble for themselves."

"Then what?" Murong Qing also fell silent.

"Shh! No talking."

Luo Feng suddenly signaled for silence, sensing carefully, his eyes flashed, "Sounds of fighting ahead, let’s go check it out!"

"Okay!"

Following the words, the group used Qinggong, swiftly moving toward the direction of the sounds.

Deep within the dense forest, a fierce battle was underway, the forest crowded with two to three hundred people, many wore clothing adorned with golden blazing sun patterns, clearly from the City Lord Mansion of Dayang City, along with various rtiad travelers.

Surrounding the crowd were over a hundred blood corpses and dozens of blood zombies, encircling them.

The sides were engaged in intense combat, blood corpses and blood fiends were continuously being chopped to pieces, and martial artists were falling dead.

"City Lord, dozens have already perished, at this rate, we’ll never make it to locate that Blood Fiend."

Dayang Mansion’s Steward Li was drenched in blood, due to his Yuan Qi depletion and tension, his face was pale.

Beside Steward Li stood a middle-aged man with an intimidating presence, the City Lord of Dayang City, Yang Dingtian. Hearing Steward Li’s words, he frowned.

Ever since the one hundred and eight Blood Demon Generals from the Blood Demon Sect’s Blood Poison Demonic General refined blood corpses and besieged Dayang City, Yang Dingtian found clues of blood zombies transforming into Blood Fiends, continually investigating this.

However, the Blood Fiend eluded well, with no trace for half a year, only recently appearing, slaughtering three towns outright.

Initially, Yang Dingtian planned to crush the Blood Fiend, who just formed shape, with a wide-ranging hero’s call, but it seemed he underestimated things. This Blood Fiend was extremely cunning, turning Spiritual Rotation Realm experts from three towns into blood zombies, transforming the Thousand Trees Peak area into a veritable hell!

Slash!

Suddenly, a blood corpse lunged, Steward Li swiftly decapitated it, turning to Yang Dingtian:

"City Lord, I think we should retreat first, send a Spirit Mirror to Miss and Young Master Luo for help from Linglong Hall’s experts. Otherwise, at this rate, even if we kill that Blood Fiend, Dayang Mansion will suffer great losses."

Yang Dingtian assessed the fierce battle surrounding them, realizing it was their only option now, exhaling a turbid breath, he commanded: "Form ranks, retreat, exit Thousand Trees Peak first!"

"Yes!"

Upon his words, the crowd promptly formed battle arrays, shifting from defense to offense, breaking through the encirclement.

At this moment, a sudden turn of events.

Boom!

The sound of breaking wind arose, a dark red spear force, pierced the void, instantly striking amidst the crowd.

"Ah!"

"Ah!"

"Ah!"

Screams of misery sounded repeatedly, a dozen people were instantly killed by the spear force, bodies torn into pulp then burned to ashes.

"What!"

The crowd was horrified, their gazes turned toward the direction from which the spear force had come.

Tap tap tap tap...

Footsteps echoed, in the dense forest, a figure burning with blood flames, walked out step by step, wielding a red tassel spear, its tip flickering like a snake’s tongue with strands of blood-red flames, eyes bloodthirsty and merciless, slow heavy footsteps seemed to stomp upon minds, inducing discomfort.

"Mad Flame Spearman Teng Yunshan!"

A martial artist exclaimed in horror!