Chapter 386: Ancient Ferocious Beast
The Wraith’s soul had now merged into his Heaven Devouring Martial Soul.
After a moment of silence, a faint smile curled at the corners of Lin Feng’s lips. Previously, relying on his Heaven Devouring Martial Soul or Purple Serpent Martial Soul, he could kill or devour beasts of the same cultivation level as himself.
Now, with the power of the Wraith’s soul, he, Lin Feng, could also control beasts.
“Perfect timing. I need a beast capable of flying through the air,” Lin Feng said with a light chuckle. Relying on his Mysterious Martial Realm cultivation, Lin Feng could also briefly soar through the air, but it consumed a great deal of true essence and could not be sustained for long. Moreover, his speed could not be guaranteed. If he had a flying-type beast, he could roam freely through the void—how wonderful would that be?
“It seems I really do need to thank Wu Zhen.”
Lin Feng glanced back in the direction he had come from, then his figure flickered as he plunged deeper into the Dragon Mountain Range. Wu Zhen had not returned, so the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect would surely send people to search for him. Having killed Wu Zhen, he could not afford to run into them again, or else the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect would stop at nothing to kill him.
Thus, Lin Feng could not turn back now. He had to suppress his aura and leave this place. Who knew if the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect had some special method to track his presence?
And indeed, as Lin Feng had anticipated, following the lingering traces of Wu Zhen’s aura, Teng Wuyao and the others found the site of Lin Feng’s battle with Wu Zhen. The members of the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect and other onlookers also followed Teng Wuyao to this spot.
Seeing the utter desolation, everyone’s pupils contracted slightly. Destruction—such a powerful aura of destruction. Everything here had been reduced to nothingness, clearly the result of a fierce battle.
“It’s Wu Zhen’s aura.” Teng Wuyao’s pupils violently contracted. Such a brutal battle—how could Lin Feng have fought Wu Zhen to this extent?
The brows of the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect members were tightly furrowed. What had happened here? And where was Wu Zhen now?
Had this battle truly been caused by Lin Feng and Wu Zhen?
Questions—everyone’s hearts were filled with questions. They were all eager to know what had happened, but they could only speculate, because both Wu Zhen and Lin Feng had vanished without a trace, their auras completely gone.
“How can this be? Both of their auras have been severed.” Teng Wuyao’s brows were knitted together. From this point onward, the auras of both Wu Zhen and Lin Feng had disappeared—very strange indeed.
“Sect Leader, there is a trace of Yang Fire Qi, as well as Wu Zhen’s Lesser Yin Coldness.” Teng Wushan reminded him from the side. Teng Wuyao nodded. The Yang Fire intent should belong to Lin Feng, while the Lesser Yin Coldness was Wu Zhen’s. It was certain that the two had fought here, but whether other people or beasts had been involved was unknown.
“Lin Feng is not dead.”
A thought arose in everyone’s minds. Wu Zhen had failed to kill Lin Feng; otherwise, his aura would not have vanished, nor would he have failed to return to the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect.
And since Lin Feng was not dead, and his aura had disappeared along with Wu Zhen’s, then it was very possible… that Wu Zhen was dead.
This speculation echoed in everyone’s minds, causing their hearts to tremble involuntarily. The members of the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect, in particular, dared not think in this direction, but they had no choice. Otherwise, they could not explain why both auras had vanished together.
Only if Lin Feng had killed Wu Zhen and then concealed his aura to leave would this situation arise. But this was too horrifying for anyone to believe. It was fortunate enough that Lin Feng had not died at Wu Zhen’s hands—could he have actually killed Wu Zhen?
“Forward. Search!”
With a dark face, Teng Wuyao spoke coldly. Though he hid his emotions well, one could still detect a hint of unease in his voice.
Wu Zhen might truly have been killed; otherwise, there was no explanation for why his aura ended here.
Hearing Teng Wuyao’s words, the hearts of the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect members trembled slightly. They nodded and then flickered into motion, searching deeper into the Dragon Mountain Range.
The members of the Yu Family also had flickering eyes. So, even like this, Lin Feng still did not die… Was that ant of the past truly going to stir up a storm of blood and slaughter?
Yue Qingshan’s white hair fluttered in the wind. His deep, weathered eyes held a hint of reminiscence. How familiar this scene was. Back then, Lin Feng’s father, Lin Hai, that stubborn youth, had also been like Lin Feng—surviving countless ambushes and killings until the very end, when he was finally sealed away.
From Lin Feng, Yue Qingshan seemed to see the shadow of Lin Hai from those days.
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One day later, deep within the Dragon Mountain Range, Lin Feng himself did not know where he was. All he knew was that he seemed to have walked into the true depths and heart of the Dragon Mountain Range.
Lin Feng moved forward very cautiously. With his Unity of Heaven and Man state, he used his keen perception to sense everything around him. He had encountered many beasts in the mountain range, including some extremely terrifying ones that he did not wish to provoke, so he simply avoided them from a distance.
To humans, a beast mountain range was both a paradise and a hell. The depths of the mountain range were even more dangerous, with few daring to venture in. There were great opportunities here, but also dangers lurking everywhere. No one dared to act recklessly. If Lin Feng had not relied on the powerful perception granted by his Unity of Heaven and Man state, he might have already encountered some formidable beasts.
“A beast—a Three-Eyed Demon Wolf.”
At this moment, in Lin Feng’s perception, a bloodthirsty wolf actually had three pupils. Besides its two eyes, there was a third eye on its forehead.
The Three-Eyed Demon Wolf was a very rare beast and extremely powerful. Its third eye, in particular, could confuse enemies. But here, deep in the beast mountain range, he had already seen several of them.
“What a pity. The Three-Eyed Demon Wolf has no wings; otherwise, it would make a perfect mount for me,” Lin Feng thought to himself. At that moment, the Three-Eyed Demon Wolf halted, its eerie pupils scanning the surroundings as if it sensed someone spying on it.
“Sharp senses.” Lin Feng remained still and averted his gaze. After a moment, the Three-Eyed Demon Wolf stamped its demonic hooves and finally left.
Smiling slightly, Lin Feng continued forward. But he had only taken a single step when his body froze.
“Something’s wrong!”
Lin Feng muttered softly, his brow furrowing. Spying—at this moment, Lin Feng himself felt as if he were being spied on, a prickling sensation on his back.
“How can this be? Could my perception be wrong?”
Lin Feng’s brows were tightly locked. The powerful perception of his Unity of Heaven and Man state radiated outward, spreading far and wide, but he found nothing—only dense forests and vegetation.
“Nothing?”
A strange expression appeared in Lin Feng’s eyes. A martial artist’s perception was already strong, let alone Lin Feng’s Unity of Heaven and Man state. This feeling of being spied on could not be mistaken. Yet when his consciousness radiated outward, he discovered nothing, and even the sensation of being watched seemed to have vanished—a very strange situation.
Lin Feng’s tightly furrowed brows relaxed, and he shook his head slightly. Then he took a step forward, as if nothing had happened, but he released his perception to its fullest.
The feeling of being spied on returned, causing Lin Feng’s pupils to contract. He stopped, slowly shifting his gaze downward toward the ground.
He had actually forgotten about the ground. He had clearly sensed that the feeling of being watched was coming from beneath the earth.
“Come out.”
Lin Feng spat out a cold voice. Not far ahead of him, the ground trembled, and then a figure appeared there. Seeing this figure, Lin Feng’s pupils violently contracted.
A beast—an extremely majestic beast. It was covered in fiery red fur, and the fur was covered in sharp spines. On its back, a pair of wings extended outward, fiery red wings, eerie and extraordinary.
This beast bore some resemblance to the Crimson Flame Demon Tiger, but it was far more majestic.
Lin Feng searched his memories for information about this beast, and his pupils suddenly contracted sharply.
The Crimson Flame Demon Tiger was well-known not only for its strength but also because it carried the bloodline of an ancient ferocious beast within it, making it a subspecies of that ancient creature.
That ancient ferocious beast was said to have survived to the present day, but it was extremely rare, and ordinary people rarely saw it.
That ancient ferocious beast was named Qiongqi. It had fiery red fur like a hedgehog, a body like an ox, a torso like a tiger, and a pair of fiery wings on its back, exuding immense majesty.
It perfectly matched the beast before Lin Feng’s eyes!
PS: Keep it up! Just a few more flowers and we’ll reach the bonus chapter count. I feel like I’ll be spending this whole month paying off debts… But I’ll keep asking for fresh flowers anyway.
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