Chapter 17: Ambushed (Part 2)

  Huang Meng and Bai Shan Hai, with the soul power boost from Sa Pu and Sa Ding, had a sudden surge in their own strength. With Chu Yun Xiang assisting on the side, the three of them fought to the death, barely managing to block the enemy's attack.

  However, two of the enemy broke away from the battle group and flew towards the forest where Lingfeng's four children were hiding.

  The child who had just awakened to his bloodline heritage, having never cultivated the clan's 'Beast Transformation' secret art, was completely powerless against the pursuit and killing by two Foundation Establishment cultivators!

  Huang Meng and the other two saw this, wanting to split up and go rescue them, but their intentions had already been seen through by the opponent. Under the command of Zhao's Golden Elixir cultivator, a group of cultivators launched a fierce attack, tightly entangling Huang Meng and the others, making it impossible for them to escape.

  At this moment, a black light column shot into the seriously injured White Sprout's body. Her wounds on her spirit cat body healed at a visible speed, and then she flipped over and stood up. With a kick of her hind legs, she transformed into a flowing light and rushed straight towards the two cultivators flying towards the forest.

  At the critical moment, Master Sapu timely imparted a soul power to Bai Ping. The soul power cultivated by the Soul Clan's sorcerers not only greatly enhanced the beast soul warriors' strength but also allowed them to possess the ability to quickly recover from injuries, making them almost invincible as long as their vital head area was not severely damaged, which was truly miraculous!

  The strongest transformation of the white fungus, the black-striped spirit cat, was extremely fast and caught up with two enemy foundation repairers in the blink of an eye. But as soon as it appeared, its body flashed with a hint of black, and seven or eight black light arrows suddenly appeared out of thin air, shooting forward with a 'hiss' sound.

  "Qian Shidi, leave this to me, you go and take care of those four barbaric brats!" The two cultivators who were advancing forward sensed Bai Peng's pursuit and one of them quickly turned around, waving his hand to release a copper ring artifact that blocked all the incoming black light arrows. The other cultivator, who was slightly thinner, continued to dash towards the forest without stopping.

  "Everyone, don't gather together, scatter and find a place to hide!" After entering the forest, Ling Feng shouted loudly at his companions, then he pulled Chu Hei's hand and rushed into the dense woods on the right side.

  The other two children, Bai Teng and Chu Feiyan, exchanged a glance and ran off in different directions.

  Ling Feng and Chu Hei didn't notice the dense thorns under their feet as they ran wildly, covering a distance of over half a mile. Suddenly, that feeling of being watched rose to the surface again, and Ling Feng's heart skipped a beat. His mind racing, he was already 70-80% certain that their tracks had been secretly locked onto by those cultivators' mystic techniques.

  "Heizi, run!" With a loud cry, Ling Feng pulled Chu Hei and desperately sprinted forward.

  As they journeyed on, the clothes of the two were already torn by thorny branches, and their skin was covered with bloodstains. However, the feeling of being watched in Ling Feng's heart did not disappear, but instead grew stronger.

  "Whoosh!"

  A soft sound echoed, a flash of light passed by, and a figure appeared before them, blocking their path.

  "Those two little rascals are quite fast!" The lean, foundation-building cultivator known as "Qian Shidi" by his peers revealed a sly smile, casting a disdainful glance at Ling Feng and the other, his tone filled with playful mockery.

  "Practitioner of Immortal Cultivation!" Ling Feng's pupils contracted, and a look of alarm appeared on his small face.

  From what he had seen before, the cultivator's divine ability was something that Ling Feng didn't think he could resist or defend against. In this precarious situation, his face showed a terrified expression, but his heart was exceptionally calm. In the blink of an eye, his mind was racing with thoughts, thinking of ways to escape the current predicament.

  "Afeng, we're going to fight him!" Chu Hei's small face set in determination, his two small fists clenched tightly, ready to engage the enemy in a fierce battle.

  "Impossible!" Ling Feng's head slightly tilted, and he whispered to him: "This person is not someone we can resist, don't be reckless!"

  "Hahaha……" Ling Feng's voice had just fallen, but he saw that the surname Qian's Jigong repairman burst out laughing loudly. After a while, his laughter stopped abruptly, and he pointed at Ling Feng with his hand, saying in a cold tone: "You barbarian brat actually have some insight, humph! With this immortal master's divine power, killing you two is even easier than crushing ants on the ground."

  He paused for a moment, his cold gaze sweeping towards Ling Feng and the other, "Behave yourselves and await your execution, this immortal master will grant you a quick death. Otherwise... humph..."

  As soon as he finished speaking, his right hand stretched out, and a small green sword appeared in the palm of his hand. His eyes were filled with murderous intent as he gazed at Ling Feng and the other person, making a move to strike.

  "Bang!"

  Just as the surname Qian's monk was about to lay his hands on them, Ling Feng suddenly knelt down on both knees and begged, "Immortal Master, your divine powers are vast and great, why must you make things difficult for these two children? Please spare our lives!"

  His move was not only unexpected by Chu Hei, but also surprised the Taoist priest surnamed Qian. In his heart, the southern barbarians were known for their ferocity and refusal to surrender, and there had never been a precedent for them to kneel down and beg for mercy from their enemies.

  "Ah... Ah Feng, you... you......" Chu Hei saw his good brother humbling himself to the enemy, speaking in a soft and pleading tone, completely devoid of backbone. His dark little face instantly turned beet red with rage, so angry that he couldn't even speak.

  The beast soul warrior of the Xiongnu tribe would rather die in battle than kneel down and beg for mercy from his enemy. Now, seeing his own cousin, who is also his best brother, begging his enemy for mercy, Chu Hei felt not only furious but also heartbroken!

  Ling Feng seemed to be deaf, his knees moved forward a few times, continuing to kowtow non-stop, begging for mercy from the monk surnamed Qian. At this moment, he was only a few feet away from his opponent.

  "Hmph, I didn't want to take action and kill you two barbarian kids either, but this is an order from above, and I have no choice but to obey!" Upon hearing Ling Feng's desperate pleas, the surname Qian cultivator's hand movements slowed slightly, his gaze shifting towards Chu Hei in the distance. In a low, ominous tone, he said: "Especially that kid, who actually condensed four blood patterns - a Four Soul Warrior! Hmph, if given time to grow, even Yuan Ying Old Ancestor would have to be wary of him three parts out of ten. What a pity... today, you will die at my hands, haha..."

  Being able to personally kill a newly awakened Four Souls Warrior of the Savage Bloodline, the cultivator with the surname Qian was extremely pleased at this moment, thinking about how he would boast to his fellow sect members when he returned.

  "...You are all-powerful, your Taoist skills reach the heavens, unprecedented in the past and unmatched in the future..." As he listened to the half-grown kid's flattering words of pleading for mercy on his knees, the surname Qian cultivator felt extremely pleased with himself. To be honest, if he wasn't afraid of being punished by his superiors, he might have even spared this little brat's worthless life.

  Looking at the barbarian child still kowtowing on the ground, Qian's eyes flickered and he had already made up his mind to take action and kill these two barbarian children. Time was pressing, he also had to go after the other two children.

  At this moment, he saw the barbarian child kneeling on the ground in front of him raise his head, gaze at himself with a strange look, and shout: "Elder save me!"

  Instinctive reaction, the surname Qian's cultivator turned his head to look back, but found that behind him, except for the lush trees, there was no one in sight. At this moment, a faint breaking sound echoed through the air, and the surname Qian's cultivator secretly cried out "not good", hastily turning his head, only to see two black shadows breaking through the air, less than three feet away from him, he wanted to dodge but it was already too late.

  "Pffft! Pffft!"

  Two soft sounds, but the monk with the surname Qian had two blood holes appear on his throat and chest. He looked at Ling Feng, who was slowly standing up in front of him, with a terrified gaze and an expression full of unwillingness.

  A proud and powerful cultivator like himself actually died at the hands of a barbaric child who hadn't even reached the Qi Refining stage, this made his death unbearable!

  Actually, if the Qian surname cultivator was a bit more cautious and scattered his divine sense to investigate his surroundings, he wouldn't have been ambushed by Ling Feng. The current situation is entirely due to his momentary carelessness, no one else can be blamed!

  "Damn you, you've made me bow for half a day! Go to hell!" Ling Feng saw that the opponent was about to be killed by his own dagger, but still managed to prop himself up without falling down. After cursing, he waved his hands continuously, and the two daggers seemed like snakes spitting out their tongues, stretching and shrinking unpredictably. A series of afterimages flashed through the air towards Zhao's cultivator.

  "Hmm... "

  Blood splattered everywhere, the sound of piercing continued to echo in his ears. The cultivator surnamed Qian had dozens more bowl-sized blood holes on his body, and he slowly fell to the ground at this moment.

  With a single gesture, the blood-stained dagger returned to his palm, and Ling Feng leaped forward, arriving in front of the cultivator surnamed Qian. He examined him carefully and found that he had no breath left, having died on the spot!

  However, this person's eyes were wide open, presumably with a lingering sense of resentment, refusing to close them in death.

  He kicked the corpse of the monk with the surname Qian, and Ling Feng revealed a relieved expression. "You think you can chase and kill me? I spit on you!" After scolding him a few times, he turned his head to look at Chu Hei, who was shocked, and smiled complacently, saying: "Hei, when fighting with the enemy, it's about strategy and bravery, relying solely on brute force won't do, learn from this!"

  "Wow... Wow, Ah Feng, you're really something!"

  "That's natural..." Ling Feng was pleased with himself, and was about to boast to his silly brother, when suddenly he noticed a look of extreme terror on the other person's face. He pointed behind Ling Feng and urgently cried out: "Be careful..."

  His words had barely fallen when Lingfeng suddenly woke up. His first reaction was that his feet slid, and his body shifted three feet to the right before he turned his head to look back. This action was completely out of Lingfeng's instinctive reaction. If someone were to launch a sneak attack from behind, such a quick movement would reduce the chances of being injured.

  Just as Lingfeng turned his head, a white light ball the size of a fist flew towards him, and he wanted to dodge again but it was too late. The white light ball 'whooshed' into Lingfeng's brow and disappeared instantly.

  At the same time, Ling Feng let out a loud cry and fell backwards onto the ground, losing consciousness and fainting.

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