Chapter 1314 - 1311: Venturing Deep into Danger, Bizarre Deaths

The sun gradually slanted to the west, and in the dense forest, various demonic energies and fogs merged together, making the light even darker. Even True Yuan Realm martial artists could only see a distance of a hundred meters.

In the lush forest.

Luo Feng and Jiang Fengfeng flew side by side, their figures moving among the trees without the slightest pause. From afar, they looked like ghostly figures, as fast as lightning.

Ducking to avoid branches blocking the way, Jiang Fengfeng smiled at Luo Feng and said, "I didn’t expect you to have such good judgment, asking me to help you. Since you’re so sensible, you won’t need to lift a finger later. I’ll personally slay that Blood Fiend."

Luo Feng was long accustomed to Jiang Fengfeng’s personality, smiled, and said nothing.

Releasing his soul power, Luo Feng carefully sensed the changes in the surrounding demonic energy, moving in the direction where it was most concentrated.

In a short time, the two had traversed over mountains and deep forests, advancing twenty to thirty miles.

On the way, there were occasionally human martial artist corpses and those who had turned into blood corpses, as well as demon beasts, but they were easily dispatched by the two, unable to hinder them.

Roar!

As they passed through a dense forest, a dark shadow suddenly leaped out from the bushes beside them. Blood-red pupils drew two bloody trails in mid-air, and the figure, carried by the wind, pounced from the air. It was a wolf-shaped demon beast turned into a blood corpse.

Luo Feng did not pause, and with a slight flicker of the Emperor Yan’s Sky-breaking Saber in his hand, a fierce saber qi burst out, slicing the wolf-shaped demon beast into two halves, leaving a terrifying crack in the ground.

"Be careful, the demonic energy nearby is getting stronger. The Blood Fiend is probably not far away."

Luo Feng turned his head and said to Jiang Fengfeng.

Jiang Fengfeng raised her eyebrows and smiled, "I’m only afraid it won’t show up."

Despite her words, Jiang Fengfeng’s gaze became alert as she scanned the dark surroundings. From the dead martial artists along the way, the strength of this Blood Fiend was indeed extraordinary.

Just as Luo Feng was about to continue on, his ears twitched, and he looked ahead, saying, "Who’s there? Come out."

"Don’t attack, we aren’t blood corpses."

Voices arose, and with the rustling of leaves, three figures emerged from the shadows.

Luo Feng glanced over them, noticing their considerable strength: two of them were at the late Spiritual Rotation Realm, and one was also at the late Spiritual Rotation Realm.

Among them, the late Spiritual Rotation Realm martial artist was a middle-aged man in blue, around thirty years old, holding a thick, dark Prison Dragon Stick, his clothes stained with blood.

Behind him were a young female swordsman and a young male spear-wielder, both looking dispirited and injured, especially the male spearman, who had three deep claw marks on his waist. Although the bleeding had stopped, the sight was still startling, hinting at the fierce battle they had just survived, enough to chill the bones.

"Could the two friends come down for a meeting?"

The middle-aged man in blue drew closer, clasping his fists toward Luo Feng.

Whoosh!

Luo Feng’s figure flashed, appearing on the ground together with Jiang Fengfeng.

Seeing them clearly, the three in blue were stunned for a moment. They had just witnessed Luo Feng defeat a blood corpse demon wolf with one strike, demonstrating powerful strength, yet they were surprised by their youthful appearance.

"I am Lu You Shan, the leader of the Iron Mountain Adventurers. Are the two of you here for the heroic quest?" The middle-aged man in blue regained his composure and asked.

Luo Feng nodded, "Exactly. I assume you three are here for the same reason."

Upon hearing this, the three exchanged glances, a faintly somber look crossing their eyes.

The middle-aged man in blue turned back and said, "We came for the heroic quest initially, but now we’re planning to turn back."

"Why?"

The middle-aged man in blue replied with a wry smile, "To be honest, our Iron Mountain Adventurers, when we entered Thousand Trees Peak, we had eight people. Now, only us three remain. The reward of ten million second-grade Yuan Stones is indeed tempting, but we need our lives to enjoy it. This is beyond what we can handle."

Luo Feng remained silent. Although martial artists are always prepared for death, when the moment arrives, it’s still difficult to be at peace.

The young woman couldn’t help but advise, seeing Luo Feng and Jiang Fengfeng were so young:

"You two, why not leave with us? We just discovered the corpse of a True Yuan Realm martial artist. There might be a terrifying existence beyond the True Yuan Realm in this Thousand Trees Peak. Don’t risk your lives for nothing."

Luo Feng shook his head, "Thank you, but we’ll be careful."

The young female swordsman wanted to persuade them further, seeing that Luo Feng and Jiang Fengfeng had no intention of leaving, but was interrupted by the middle-aged man in blue.

They had explained the stakes clearly. The choice was now theirs to make.

"In that case, we’ll take our leave."

The middle-aged man in blue gave a formal farewell, striding away.

The young female swordsman walked a few steps, looked back, and said, "You only live once, don’t push yourselves too hard."

Watching the three depart, Luo Feng said to Jiang Fengfeng, "It’s getting dark. Let’s hurry."

"Okay."

The two used Qinggong, dashing toward the depths of Thousand Trees Peak.

Having ventured another ten-plus miles deeper, the surrounding demonic energy became chaotic, faintly tinged with the pungent scent of blood.

Bam!

Punching a blood corpse that rushed over into pieces, Luo Feng slowed his pace and said to Jiang Fengfeng, "It should be nearby. Let’s take it slow."

Jiang Fengfeng nodded, lightly following beside Luo Feng.

"Luo Feng, look there."

After walking not far, Jiang Fengfeng pointed to an open space.

Luo Feng looked up, and in the clearing, several corpses were lying haphazardly, with a faint scent of blood permeating the air.

"Let’s go take a look."

Luo Feng spread his form and appeared in the middle of the clearing.

There were a total of five corpses in the clearing, their bodies huddled, skin and bones with all their blood drained. Their empty eyes were wide open, as if in their last moments they saw something unimaginable. Apart from two with neck claw marks, the other three bore no wounds at all.

"Able to directly refine human blood qi, it should be a Blood Fiend. The blood hasn’t clotted; they should have died less than an hour ago."

Jiang Fengfeng inspected the bodies, then glanced around, a hint of doubt in her eyes, "Strange..."

"What is it?"

Jiang Fengfeng rose and said, "Among these five, one is a mid-Spiritual Rotation Realm martial artist, three are late Spiritual Rotation Realm martial artists, and one is an initial True Yuan Realm martial artist. They are quite strong. Logically, facing an enemy, they shouldn’t be helpless. But there are no signs of a struggle here, as if these people were willing to be killed."

Luo Feng noticed this too and asked, "Could it be the enemy was too strong, so they were killed instantly, unable to react?"

Jiang Fengfeng shook her head, "That’s unlikely. Not even my senior sister could achieve that. Unless the Blood Fiend has transformed into a Blood Demon, but that’s even more impossible. It’s extremely difficult for a Blood Fiend to transform into a Blood Demon; ordinary human blood and Jing Qi are too scarce to be of much help unless it drains enough True Yuan Realm martial artist’s blood essence."

Luo Feng showed a look of doubt as he pondered over it, when suddenly his mind stirred, and he said in a deep voice:

"Someone’s coming!"