Chapter 1093: Chapter 1090: Companions on the Journey
The four martial artists looked at Luo Feng with gratitude in their eyes. If Luo Feng hadn’t intervened to rescue them in time, they might not have survived.
Luo Feng remained calm, shaking his head, "Disciples of the Demon Sect are joint enemies of the domain of our hundred nations. It was my duty to save you, so do not mention it. We’ve met by chance, and since I’m about to leave, names are unnecessary."
Having learned that a large number of Blood Demon Sect experts were pursuing him, he was reluctant to linger in the area.
"Are you leaving?"
The delicate woman heard Luo Feng’s words, lightly pursing her red lips, her face a bit troubled as if she wanted to speak but remained silent.
Luo Feng discerned her thoughts. The desert was now thoroughly sealed off by disciples of the Demon Sect. Although their target was him, given the Demon Sect’s ways, any young man under twenty in the desert would be in danger.
The four were all injured, especially the burly man with a bristly beard, who had suffered a serious injury trying to save the delicate woman from a Spiritual Rotation Realm stage disciple of the Demon Sect. In their current condition, even without Demon Sect disciples, it would be challenging for them to leave this perilous Red Flame Desert.
After some thought, Luo Feng said:
"I also need to go to the Canglang Dynasty, so we can travel together."
He felt somewhat responsible for the situation and could not ignore the life and death of the four.
Furthermore, he believed that traveling alone might make it easier to reveal his identity if encountered by Demon Sect disciples.
"Thank... thank you!"
The delicate woman was grateful, her heart warming towards Luo Feng.
The other three also breathed a sigh of relief as they were truly worried Luo Feng might leave them behind.
Given their current strength, they might not even make it a hundred li in this desert without ending up in the belly of a demon beast. However, leaving or staying was Luo Feng’s choice, and having acted chivalrously to save them was already a great favor; to ask for more would be audacious.
And indeed, they weren’t disappointed.
"Let’s go."
Luo Feng said no more, plundering the riches of more than a dozen Demon Sect disciples, and soared towards the Canglang Dynasty.
The other four did not dare to delay, using qinggong, and closely followed Luo Feng.
Whistling, whistling, whistling, whistling...
Suddenly, a fierce wind began to blow over the desert, with sand cutting through the air like blades, producing a sharp whistling sound.
The sunny sky quickly overcast as dark clouds emerged from nowhere, shrouding the sky. Thunder rolled, and intense tongues of fire could be seen tumbling within, creating a heavy atmosphere that made one’s heart pound.
"It’s an Evil Firestorm. Should we find a place to take shelter?"
The delicate woman looked at the rolling clouds of fire and lightning snakes in the sky and spoke up.
Luo Feng shook his head, "No need. The Evil Firestorm will provide the perfect cover for us."
The burly man with a bristly beard nodded in agreement, "Indeed, the Evil Firestorm is dangerous, but it’s better than falling into the Demon Sect disciples’ trap. Let’s be careful not to let the evil fire get close!"
Rumble, rumble, rumble, rumble...
Just as he finished speaking, the scorching wind intensified tenfold. Above, lightning snakes danced as blinding lights descended from the sky. The earth trembled, pitting pits into the sand layer, from which erupted towering flames dozens of meters high...
Looking out, the entire desert turned into a world of flames, as if doomsday had arrived, engulfing Luo Feng and his group.
Feeling the scorching air up close, Luo Feng was shocked. He had heard of the firestorm in the Red Flame Desert but had never witnessed it before. In the face of such a natural phenomenon, human power seemed so small, even he, a Martial Artist at the peak of the Ninth Stage of the Spiritual Rotation Realm.
The delicate woman’s group also looked grim. The fiery energy of the Red Flame Desert was overwhelming, erupting periodically. While they had seen firestorms before, they had always avoided them from a distance and never imagined walking within one.
Even with the protection of their protective gang energy, the four could feel the terrifying effects of the firestorm clearly. If engulfed by it, they would turn to ash in an instant.
At that moment, an Evil Firestorm, dozens of meters long, descended from the sky, enveloping the five of them.
Slash!
Luo Feng gathered a strand of grand momentum in his palm, his hand slicing forward like a blade.
Slash!
A massive blade light appeared and vanished, splitting the firestorm in two, causing it to dissipate and disappear.
Luo Feng unleashed his soul power, detecting changes in the evil fire energy within hundreds of meters, making it all visible in front of him.
"Stay with me."
Leaving behind a single sentence, Luo Feng’s figure swept across the crimson desert like a phantom, weaving between the fire pillars with lightning speed.
Without hesitation, the other four closely followed Luo Feng.
The Evil Firestorm raged on for a full quarter of an hour before finally weakening. By then, everyone was drenched in sweat, especially the blue-clad saber man with the lowest cultivation, panting heavily with a pale face.
While the protective gang energy could ward off the intense heat, it couldn’t stop the mental impact of the strong evil energy. Walking through the firestorm was like having one’s spirit constantly scorched by fire.
Among the five, only Luo Feng’s complexion remained unchanged from start to finish.
This sight left the other four in awe. Despite being younger than even the youngest of them, Lin Hao, this masked saber man held power they could only dream of.
Moreover, his temperament was equally exceptional, calmly traversing the firestorm, an anomaly indeed.
In that moment, the four had different thoughts in their hearts.
"Careful!"
As they passed a dune, Luo Feng’s ear twitched slightly. Suddenly, he took a step on the ground.
Thud!
The ground trembled as sand soared into the sky, forming a sand wall tens of meters high.
Bam!
Simultaneously, a black shadow-like palm emerged from behind the dune, shattering the sand wall and filling the air with dust.
"Slash!"
As he stepped onto the sand, Luo Feng’s figure surged into the air, spotting five Blood Demon Sect disciples hidden behind the dune. The Emperor Yan’s Sky-breaking Saber unsheathed, flying forth.
Slash!
Intense cutting energy emanated, and the Emperor Yan’s Sky-breaking Saber became a crimson whirlwind, flying outward. The five Blood Demon Sect disciples hadn’t even reacted before being sliced into two, their blood staining a vast expanse of the desert red.
"It’s the Blood Demon Sect disciples!"
The delicate woman’s group rushed over and found the corpses of the Blood Demon Sect disciples, showing a hint of surprise. They hadn’t sensed anyone’s presence earlier.
"Looks like they were hiding here to avoid the Evil Firestorm, intending to catch us off guard when we appeared."
The burly man with a bristly beard took a deep breath and said to Luo Feng, "Thank goodness you noticed in time! Otherwise..."
Luo Feng sheathed the Emperor Yan’s Sky-breaking Saber and looked ahead, saying:
"Many people are approaching here. We should leave quickly."
Upon hearing this, the delicate woman’s group’s expressions changed slightly as they nodded.
The group immediately set off.
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