Chapter 41: Seizing the Opportunity

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  Wang Fei still hid in the branches, coldly watching all of this.

  After binding the old man and woman, Xu Ming walked over, manipulated the Snow Light Sword, transformed into a white light, took out a Lingzhu from the woman's body, then probed inside with his divine sense, took out a jade tube and put it away. Seeing that there was nothing inside, he coldly snorted and threw it aside. He then took another Lingzhu from the old man beside him and probed inside again with his divine sense.

  The next moment, a smile appeared on his face, and a white light flashed. A torn sheepskin paper was hooked out from the Lingzhu.

  "What's left of it?"

  Wang Fei's eyes were like a sharp knife, and he gazed intently at Xu Ming's hands, discovering that the sheepskin paper in his hand had the same texture as the fragment he had obtained from Lin Feng before, which should have come from the same place.

  But what did this person take the torn picture from them for? Wang Fei couldn't figure it out no matter how hard he thought.

  Fortunately, their conversation in the next moment dispelled Wang Fei's doubts.

  "How many pictures are there of the desolate landscape of Dongtan?"

  Xu Ming held the sheepskin paper, his eyes scanning the old man and the twenty-year-old woman, his tone full of threat.

  The old man turned his head away, treating it as if nothing had happened, while the woman beside him lowered her head, making it impossible to discern the expression on her face.

  "Hmph, you refuse to drink the toast and now you'll have to drink the penalty wine! You'd better speak up, if not, I'll make you wish you were dead!" Xu Ming's face suddenly turned cold as he sneered.

  However, neither of them reacted much.

  "Looking for death!"

  Xu Ming couldn't bear it, the flying sword in his hand turned around, and he was about to cut it down. At this moment, the woman suddenly raised her head and trembled: "Don't, I'll say! The residual map of Dongtan's desolate suburbs, no one knows how many there are, because no one knows how much space is inside the suburbs. According to the senior brothers and sisters who entered, the space there presents a stacked state, with heavy restrictions, easy to enter, but difficult to exit."

  "But what's strange is that when the ban is lifted, the entire eastern wilderness will disappear for a moment, and the monks who enter will come out alive."

  "These residual diagrams were personally created by the living masters and seniors, some of which were submitted to the sect, while others were kept private. After all, this kind of thing is beyond the power and authority of the sect to control."

  "Hmm, where did this tattered map on your body come from?" Xu Ming asked after hearing the woman's explanation, pausing for a moment before continuing.

  The woman's eyebrows furrowed, and she replied, "It was given to us by a relatively close senior brother from our Jingxian Valley. He had entered the Dongtan wilderness before and survived after a fierce battle. By chance, he obtained a large quantity of spiritual medicine and spiritual crystals, as well as a Qingmian beast. His gains were quite rich, but due to the dangers inside, he was unwilling to go again this time. He drew a map and gave it to us."

  The woman finished speaking in one breath, and the Xu brothers fell into deep thought. The surroundings suddenly became quiet, with only the sound of evening insects chirping.

  "Die, villain!"

  Just as the Xu brothers were secretly pondering what the woman had said, the old man suddenly burst forth, broke free from the long rope that bound him, bit his tongue and spat out several mouthfuls of blood.

  Refine Blood and Qi!

  The old man actually used his most ruthless and powerful technique, "Essence of Blood and Origin".

  Moreover, as he was a cultivator of the Eleventh Layer of Spiritual Overflow, this Blood Essence Rejuvenation Technique became even more ferocious. In an instant, the old man's strength rose sharply, and in one leap, he advanced from the Eleventh Layer of Spiritual Overflow to the realm of Great Perfection of Spiritual Overflow.

  Without saying another word, the old man once again pressed down on his dantian, spewing out several mouthfuls of fresh blood that splattered onto the hook-shaped magic artifact beside him. The hook-shaped magic artifact emitted a brilliant red glow, shining brightly as it let out a loud rumble and shot towards Xu Ming in front of him.

  "Be careful, little brother!"

  Xu Ming was pondering the desolate outskirts of Dongtan when a sudden change caught him off guard, after all, both sides were too close, and in the blink of an eye, the hook-shaped artifact was approaching.

  Fortunately, Xu Ming held the Snowlight Sword in his hand, hastily injecting spiritual energy into it to counterattack.

  But apparently it's too late.

  Although the hook-type artifact is a mid-grade artifact, under the infusion of the old man's refined essence and vital energy, its power is comparable to that of a lower-grade spiritual artifact. With just one exchange, the Snowlight Sword was sent flying with a loud clang.

  Then, Hook-type law enforcement tool still did not reduce its power, and continued to rush forward, deeply stabbing into Xu Ming's chest.

  A flash of blood, a mournful cry.

  "Little brother!"

  Xu Cong shouted loudly, his eyes wide with rage, this younger brother was a sworn brother, thicker than water, yet he had watched him being killed before his very eyes, it was simply taking his life!

  Xu Cong suddenly lost his rationality and cast the Golden Needle Technique, condensing a large number of golden needles between his palms. With a flick of his hand, he shot them at the old man.

  Looking at the golden needles flying towards him, the old man's mouth corner floated a cold smile, and he made an eye signal to the woman behind him, then took out a blackish-brown dan medicine from the Lingzhu and swallowed it.

  As soon as the medicine entered his mouth, the old man suddenly sprang up and charged towards the wildly incoming golden needles.

  "This..."

  Wang Fei hid in the branches, saw this scene, secretly shocked, he knew that Xu Cong was going to be in trouble. However, he didn't idle around, but instead reached his hand into his pocket.

  The old man rushed up and his whole body was bathed in golden needles. He was pierced all over by the golden needles, looking like a porcupine.

  Xu Cong saw this, the ferocious color on his face became even more intense. Just now, the old man had taken a pellet of medicine, he indeed saw it, but that didn't matter, in his mind, that was just an ordinary wound-healing medicine.

  Except for this person, that woman would naturally die.

  Then he once again pinched the law, intending to give a fatal blow to his opponent, but at this moment, his body suddenly violently swelled up, as if it were about to explode.

  Xu Cong saw this, his heart tightened, and he knew that something was wrong. However, he didn't want to retreat, and in this moment of hesitation, the golden needle in his hand had already condensed. At the same time, the old man's body had already swollen to its limit.

  "Boom!"

  Finally, the old man's body could no longer withstand such swelling, and with a loud bang, it exploded. A large patch of dark, pungent blood mist burst out from the ruptured body, filling the surrounding woods.

  "Squeak!"

  In the forest, birds flying between trees smell this pungent odor and immediately flap their wings to escape. Wang Fei hides on a branch, knowing something is changing when he sees the other person take the reddish-brown dan medicine. He prepares early, taking out a sprig of emerald-green medicinal herbs from his spiritual pearl and covering his mouth and nose.

  This herb is called Qing Xin Cao and is specifically used to counteract the invasion of toxic fog.

  Wang Fei was a disciple of Danfeng Zong, and had heard of various elixirs. He could advance or retreat as needed, but the Xu brothers couldn't. The two were immediately enveloped by a black-red bloody fog.

  "Brother! This blood mist is toxic!" Xu Cong had only slightly inhaled it, but he already felt his whole body numb and painful. He immediately sensed that something was wrong and shouted hoarsely at his heavily injured brother.

  While they were shrouded in a bloody mist, the woman took advantage of the opportunity to draw out her flying sword and make a desperate escape.

  Wang Fei also seized the opportunity, jumping down from the tree and riding on an ancient flying sword, heading in the direction the woman had gone.

  It wasn't that Wang Fei wanted to follow her, but rather that the entire area except for that direction was shrouded in a bloody fog, making it impossible to escape.