"What a peculiar fellow!"
Yeu Junyao mumbled to herself. That Xiao Hen was not only elusive but also always gave off an incomprehensible aura. Nobody knew what he was truly thinking.
"Although Brother Xiao might seem a bit taciturn, he is not a bad person."
It was Xuanyuan Yu who spoke up: "Otherwise, he wouldn’t have saved me just now!"
A random thought of "Shen Wuliang" flashed through Ling Feng’s mind. Perhaps Xiao Hen’s sudden departure was inevitably connected to this Shen Wuliang.
After all, Xiao Hen had mentioned that he revered Shen Wuliang as his master. It seemed that his peculiar soul skills originated from Shen Wuliang.
However, these soul skills evidently had serious side effects. Not only did they alter Xiao Hen’s personality, but his physique also became rather odd. Ling Feng couldn’t help but feel a twinge of concern.
"Let’s go. We need to return to Yueelin City as soon as possible!"
Taking a deep breath, Ling Feng spoke slowly.
Everyone has their own path to tread, and he couldn’t change the life trajectory of everyone. For Xiao Hen, whether his choice was a blessing or a curse, he needed to decide for himself.
What was more important now was to quickly resolve the conflict between the Demon Clan and the Human Clan.
The spark that ignited the conflict between the two clans was his killing of the Golden Flood Dragon Young Master. Therefore, as the "originator," it was time to step forward.
Whoosh!
At this moment, a figure streaked across the sky with incredible speed, but it wobbled as if drunk, swaying side to side.
Behind that figure, several other figures pursued closely, chasing relentlessly despite any evasive moves by the person in front.
Such occurrences were commonplace in the martial arts world.
Especially since these people had descended from the Floating Immortal Island, evidently competing for a treasure.
Ling Feng deeply inhaled and spoke slowly: "Let’s go. We should leave quickly."
After all, he had offended a considerable number of veteran Saint-level experts. When they caught up, he could be in trouble.
After all, although the Blood Shadow Guards were formidable, they consumed a significant amount of his energy. Combined with the consecutive battles, Ling Feng was already extremely weakened.
However, just as Ling Feng was about to leave, the parties in pursuit and the pursued coincidentally headed directly in their direction.
"..."
Ling Feng felt a headache, silently lamenting his misfortune!
But soon, he realized that the one being chased was none other than Jun Jiuyou!
"It’s that guy!"
Ling Feng was slightly taken aback. Jun Jiuyou was undeniably powerful, his strength comparable to those of veteran Saint-level experts!
Yet, even such a strong individual, would there still be those daring enough to pursue him?
Didn’t those people fear death?
However, Ling Feng quickly noticed that Jun Jiuyou’s aura had weakened to the extreme, his entire body drenched in blood. Both his spirit and Qi-Blood were nearly depleted.
And those chasing him were Saint-level experts around the Second and Third Realm of the Nine Revolutions Realm. Normally, Jun Jiuyou would not be so helpless, but under such grave injuries, it was impressive he had persevered to such a state.
Ling Feng’s impression of Jun Jiuyou was relatively positive.
Unlike Lan Yan from the Azure Blue Fire Clan who was a total fool, Jun Jiuyou was different.
He was strong, confident, a bit arrogant but commendably forthright.
Ling Feng quite admired this trait.
"Blood Shadow Guards!"
Ling Feng gave a soft roar, and a blood mark cracked open in the center of his brow, instantly manifesting ten blood shadows, forming into human shapes. Armed with long swords, they flew towards the direction of Jun Jiuyou.
Jun Jiuyou’s eyelids twitched, initially thinking he was being attacked from both sides. Just as he was about to strike, he saw those Blood Shadow Guards flash ahead, blocking between him and his pursuers.
Then, they engaged in fierce combat.
"Crap, what’s going on!"
"Damn it, who dares interfere with the Black Mountain Five Masters’ affairs!"
The martial artists pursuing Jun Jiuyou were nearly upon him, only to be intercepted halfway by a group of Blood Shadow Guards!
Could the duck they had in their beak actually fly away?
"Jun Jiuyou!"
Ling Feng shouted towards Jun Jiuyou. His gaze focused on Ling Feng, first with joy, then he immediately flew over.
Thud!
Jun Jiuyou landed heavily, barely able to stand, and it was only Ling Feng’s timely support that kept him from collapsing.
This showed the severity of Jun Jiuyou’s injuries. A Great Saint-level expert couldn’t even stand properly.
"Drip! Drip!"
Blood was pouring from several wounds on Jun Jiuyou’s body, dripping down his arm to the ground, quickly dyeing the earth beneath his feet red.
Ling Feng’s eyelid twitched upon seeing the shocking wound on his left arm.
The entire arm hung limply from his shoulder, tethered only by a bit of flesh. Had the wound been slightly deeper, the arm would have been severed directly.
"Th... Thank you!"
Jun Jiuyou, sweating profusely, managed to squeeze out a few words.
"How did you end up like this?"
Ling Feng was full of doubts. With Jun Jiuyou’s strength, how could the Black Mountain Five Masters handle him?
"It’s a long... story!"
Jun Jiuyou trembled all over. Ling Feng, supporting him, could feel his body leaning back uncontrollably, finding it seemingly difficult to even stand.
"Take this elixir first!"
Ling Feng shook his head and offered Jun Jiuyou some healing pills to restore his Qi-Blood.
"I... owe you... a... favor..."
Jun Jiuyou glanced at Ling Feng and couldn’t finish his sentence before his eyes rolled back, and he fainted.
Ling Feng shook his head, letting Yeu Junyao and Xuanyuan Yu take care of him, while he looked towards the sky where the Black Mountain Five Masters were clashing with the Blood Shadow Guards.
"The mighty dragon is mocked in shallow waters, the tiger is bullied for descending to the plain!"
Ling Feng shook his head with a wry smile. Compared to Jun Jiuyou, those Black Mountain Five Masters were nothing more than worthless fish and shrimp, yet they cornered Jun Jiuyou to such an extent.
"Finish this swiftly!"
Ling Feng gritted his teeth, drew the Ten Directions Annihilation sword, leaped up, and joined the battle.
"Courting death!"
Upon recognizing the newcomer as merely a martial artist at the Heavenly Destiny Realm of the Emperor Realm, the Black Mountain Five Masters all bared their murderous intent.
Today, they couldn’t allow Jun Jiuyou to leave alive no matter what!
Otherwise, daring to assault the direct descendant of the Divine Race might provoke the entire Netherworld Divine Race to hunt them down!
By then, no place in the vast world would provide them refuge.

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