Chapter 1035: Chapter 1020: The Fallen Black Jiao
"I absorb blood, so does it have to be from the Mountain Witch Clan or the God Realm?"
Facing Shi Feng’s question, Long Xian appeared utterly convinced and said:
"Only your evil Mountain Witch Clan practices such sinister bloodsucking cultivation techniques. And within your Mountain Witch Clan, even in our Great Wilderness, so young capable of killing E Niangrong at the Two-star Demigod Realm, only that God Realm can achieve it!"
"My realm is not in the Two-star Demigod Realm; I, like you, remain in the One-star Demigod Realm." Shi Feng replied.
"That’s impossible!" Long Xian was utterly disbelieving and said, "Don’t deceive me. How could a One-star Demigod easily kill E Niangrong of the Two-star Demigod Realm?"
"I told you, I’m not from the Mountain Witch Clan, nor from the God Realm. Believe it if you want! It’s entirely pointless for me to explain to you." Shi Feng spoke again.
His encounter with Long Xian was merely by chance; he decided to save him because Long Xian appeared to be upright, simple, and kind-hearted.
Then, Shi Feng further said, "Now that the Four Great Evil Gods are eliminated, you are safe, and we shall each go our separate ways."
"I feel that’s unwise!" Long Xian quickly countered upon hearing Shi Feng. He then gazed into the blazing Nine Yang Land and proposed with a serious face: "We stumbled into this perilous place; I think sticking together would be better for mutual lookout."
"Staying with you just means I’m taking care of you, which would only hold me back." Shi Feng said bluntly to Long Xian, and indeed it was the case.
Upon hearing Shi Feng, Long Xian felt awkward, realizing this man who could kill E Niangrong was indeed far stronger than him. If they truly stayed together in these dangerous Ancient Relics, it would indeed be Shi Feng looking after him.
"If that’s the case, then let me follow you. After thinking it over, my survival chances are greater with you. If you can save me, lend me a hand; if not, then I’ll leave it to fate." Long Xian replied.
"I’m cultivating the evil bloodsucking technique; aren’t you afraid I might suck your blood? Aren’t you afraid of me being an evil Mountain Witch?" Shi Feng sneered again and asked Long Xian.
"You!" Long Xian thought it over before replying, "You’re a good person! You have saved my life; if you planned to suck my blood, with my power, I’d offer no resistance, yet you haven’t acted, showing you bear no malicious intent toward me."
"Suit yourself." Shi Feng replied nonchalantly, and with a flicker of his form, he vanished from the void.
Witnessing Shi Feng’s reaction, Long Xian hurriedly flickered his form too and pursued Shi Feng.
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"Roar!" A roar echoed out from the scorching Nine Yang Land.
After enduring hardships, the Demon King Black Jiao from the Barbaric Demon Mountains finally arrived at this blazing land and let out a fierce roar.
Behind Black Jiao, numerous powerful barbaric demons appeared in succession.
After passing through that eerie sinister jungle, initially over three hundred demons under Black Jiao’s command remained, but now there were fewer than a hundred.
The dozens of demons sent to scout the jungle never returned thereafter.
Two hundred demons claimed to have heard strange sounds in the jungle, followed by a series of strange occurrences where the demons were incredibly killed by some invisible force.
Having come through the jungle, Demon King Black Jiao lost his earlier commanding presence; now he looked weary, weakened, and disheartened.
"Roar! Roar! Roar! Roar!" Just then, Black Jiao heard chaotic roars from the demons behind him.
Already agitated, Black Jiao angrily turned his massive black dragon head back and roared, "What are you doing! Be quiet, all of you, for your king!"
But then Black Jiao saw a bronze chariot speeding along behind, with his demons continually knocked flying by the bronze chariot.
"Who dares act so brazenly before your king!" Black Jiao bellowed angrily, a ferocious evil aura erupting from him.
"Roar!" Following that, a fierce roar rose within the chaotic demon crowd.
At this moment, Black Jiao’s dragon eyes widened immediately; he saw three demons pulling the bronze chariot ahead.
These three great demons each rivaled Black Jiao’s own presence.
Witnessing this scene, Black Jiao dared not linger any longer; he cared not for the fate of his demons, and his gigantic dragon body flickered.
The presence of three equally powerful demons pulling this bronze chariot implied that the person within was of extraordinary status!
In this Great Wilderness, not even the most powerful Gongsun Taiyin could boast such grandeur.
Black Jiao wished not to provoke such a person or meet the same fate as those pulling the chariot.
"Hmm!" Just then, a crisp girl’s exclamation sounded from within the bronze chariot.
The exclamation was followed shortly after by the same girl’s voice from within the bronze chariot:
"Encountering a Two-star Demigod Realm black flood dragon here, excellent, pursue!"
"Roar!"
"Roar!"
"Roar!"
Following the girl’s words, the three great demons ahead roared fiercely in unison.
Pulling the bronze chariot, they galloped swiftly towards the void.
...
"What is it?" Just then, Shi Feng’s rapidly advancing form in the Nine Yang Land halted suddenly.
Long Xian, following closely behind, saw Shi Feng’s halt and asked confusedly.
Shi Feng did not respond to Long Xian but sensed his surroundings with Soul Power, then slowly turned right to gaze into the distant horizon.
"Hmm?" Having turned, Long Xian looked in the same direction, but then suddenly furrowed his brow.
Even he sensed the power fluctuations from far in that direction.
The power fluctuation felt as if an earthquake had occurred over there.
Shi Feng said, "Let’s go take a look!"
"Hmm!" Upon hearing Shi Feng, Long Xian nodded hastily, then both their forms flickered simultaneously and vanished from this void.
"Hmm?" In the void not far from where Shi Feng and Long Xian had been, a soft "hmm" rang out from a youth, gradually revealing seven figures invisibly concealed in the void, precisely the seven hell-born assassins.
The hell assassins, under the lead of the assassin youth known as the "Saint Heir," had been surreptitiously tracking Shi Feng, seeking the perfect moment for a one-strike kill!