Chapter 247: Chapter 247: Blackgold Wolf Tribe Stronghold
Inside the tree prison.
Lang Cheng was preparing to lock up Feeng Ruoruo and Feeng Yi’Er when suddenly a noise came from outside.
"Die!"
Immediately after, Feeng Yao led the Wind Spirit clan in an assault.
"Rescue our clan members; leave this one to me!" Feeng Yao instantly engaged in combat with Lang Cheng.
"Remnants of the Wind Spirit clan, how dare you raid the prison!"
Lang Cheng was unaware of Yaan Qian and Lang Qian’s plan; thus, upon seeing the Wind Spirit clan, he charged forward.
The two figures in the Meridian Unlocking Realm clashed, shaking the tree prison.
But what puzzled Lang Cheng was why there was no backup support.
Where were the guards stationed here?!
Where did they all go?!
Seeing over a hundred Wind Spirit clan members being awakened, Lang Cheng became anxious.
But for the moment, defeating Feeng Yao was proving difficult.
"Go!"
With the clan members freed, Feeng Yao wielded the Green Spear more fiercely, repelling Lang Cheng to clear a path for the clan.
"Where are you going!"
Lang Cheng shouted angrily as his back swelled, beginning the Wolf Transformation.
"No good, hurry and leave!"
Bang bang bang—
Feeng Yao intensified his attack.
He knew that once the opponent transformed, escaping would be nearly impossible.
"Die!"
However.
The Wolf Transformation of Lang Cheng was almost instantaneous, and with claws tearing through the void, he fiercely grasped at the Green Spear.
Clang—
The collision of gold and iron was piercingly shrill.
The terrifying force caused Feeng Yao’s arms to go numb, given his lower realm.
"Elder!"
The anxious Feeng Ruoruo and Feeng Yi’Er shouted from behind.
"Go! Don’t mind me!"
"Elder!"
But over a hundred clan members were unwilling to leave Feeng Yao behind.
"Feeng Chen, lead the clan away!" Feeng Yao charged with the spear, cleaving through Lang Cheng, yelling at another clan member in anger.
Feeng Chen was, aside from Feeng Yao and Elder Feeng Zhi, the strongest in the Wind Spirit clan.
"If you don’t leave, how will you face Elder Feeng Zhi, Feeng Qee, Feeng Song, and Feeng Yi!"
"None of you will leave!"
Even after being repelled, the wolf-transformed Lang Cheng was unharmed and attacked the Wind Spirit clan once more.
"Go!" With furrowed brows and with a fierce gaze, Feeng Yao blocked their path with his spear.
"Go!" Feeng Chen defended against several Blood Evil Sect members obstructing their way, leading the clan out of the prison.
As soon as the hundred plus members exited, they saw a young man in black casually walking towards them.
"Die!" Feeng Chen rushed forward with the clan.
Chu Ming remained calm, dodging effortlessly.
In the blink of an eye, he leaped over them, entering the tree prison.
Feeng Chen turned to look, his heart trembled.
The man’s strength was significant; he felt it was stronger than that of Elders Feeng Yao and Feeng Zhi.
But why hadn’t he attacked them?
Feeng Ruoruo and Feeng Yi’Er watched the figure, feeling a sense of familiarity.
"Ignore him, just go!"
Feeng Chen led the clan further down the path.
Inside the tree prison.
Feeng Yao was gradually falling under Lang Cheng’s relentless assault.
If this continued, it wouldn’t be long before Feeng Yao, a genius of the Wind Spirit clan, would fall here.
But amidst their battle, a figure walked in, serenely, as if ignoring the fight, heading straight for the central platform.
Lang Cheng and Feeng Yao were both shocked.
Though embroiled in combat, they were still aware of their surroundings.
Yet this person had entered without them sensing a thing.
"Who are you?" Lang Cheng snarled, claws pressing Feeng Yao, shouting towards the platform.
Chu Ming seemed oblivious, standing before the platform, gently waving his sleeve.
In an instant, the pool of Azure Ancient Juice along with the platform disappeared into his Golden Fragments, leaving the seedling amidst debris.
"You?!"
Seeing the platform’s disappearance, Lang Cheng was instantly furious.
"How dare you!"
His claws suddenly exerted force.
Bang!
The ground sank beneath them.
"Pfft—"
Feeng Yao, already exhausted, spat blood from the violent force pressing on him.
Lang Cheng lifted his right claw, eyes gleaming with malice, ready to finish off Feeng Yao before going after the intruder!
Feeng Yao’s Qi Blood was chaotic, rendering him unable to muster the strength to block, watching helplessly as the deadly claws approached.
"Die!"
The claws tore through the void, enlarging infinitely within Feeng Yao’s pupils.
In the next instant.
Pfft—
Bright red splattered, scalding blood splashed across his face.
Feeng Yao stared at the severed hand impaled on the Green Spear, momentarily stunned.
Not only was he taken aback, but Lang Cheng, who owned the severed hand, was equally stunned.
In quick succession.
"Ah—"
"My hand!"
A heart-wrenching scream echoed throughout.
"Die!"
With a fierce glare, Feeng Yao seized the chance to thrust again.
Clang—
"You dare!"
Lang Cheng’s left claw furiously grabbed, blocking the Green Spear.
Yet simultaneously.
Pfft—
A golden beam pierced through Lang Cheng’s chest.
"I..."
Lang Cheng weakly gazed at the bloody cavity in his chest, then exhaustedly turned towards the platform.
"It was... you..."
That said, his corpse collapsed to the ground.
"Huff... huff..."
Feeng Yao pushed aside Lang Cheng’s corpse, gasping heavily.
Amidst his breaths, remembering something, he hurriedly scrambled up.
"Thank you for saving me."
Chu Ming approached Lang Cheng’s corpse, crouching to gather the spoils of battle.
He then glanced at Feeng Yao, flicking his fingers, letting a white porcelain bottle fall.
"Your clan is not far yet."
With those words, Chu Ming paid no further heed to Feeng Yao and turned to leave.
Hesitant, Feeng Yao opened the porcelain bottle.
"Azure Ancient Juice!"
"Thank you!"
He respectfully performed a ceremonial bow towards the direction Chu Ming vanished, drank the Azure Ancient Juice, and dashed out of the tree prison.
Not long after.
"Elder Feeng Yao!" Feeng Chen and other members of the Wind Spirit Race were overjoyed to see Feeng Yao return.
"Hurry up!"
Feeng Yao did not say much, wielding the Green Spear to pave the way, killing a bloody path to the dock.
"Get on the boat!"
"Elder Feeng Yao, are we really not going to wait for Elder Feeng Zhi and the others?" Feeng Chen, Feeng Ruoruo and the others anxiously looked towards the shore.
Feeng Yao glanced over, hiding his grief: "Set sail! Go!"
He knew they couldn’t wait.
Otherwise, once the Wolf Race and the Blood Evil Sect reacted, none of them would be able to leave!
The ship started, sailing away from the dock under the cover of night.
"Are there enemy ships in pursuit?"
"No, we’ve shaken them off."
Aboard the ship.
"Elder Feeng Yao, what about that strong warrior from the Wolf Race...?"
Feeng Chen and over a hundred other Wind Spirit Race members looked towards Feeng Yao.
"Dead! Killed by a senior Primordial Qi Warrior!"
"A senior Primordial Qi Warrior?" Everyone thought of the black-clad youth they had brushed past.
"Yes, very powerful."
"..."
The Wind Spirit Race’s ship exited the river bay into the White River.
But soon, not far behind, twenty ships followed.
"Lord Yaan, the fish has bitten the hook."
"Maintain distance and follow."
"Understood."
"..."
...
Within the river bay.
In the hidden darkness, Chu Ming sensed the Lower Meridian Unlocking Realm expert leading a thousand from the Blood Evil Sect and the Wolf Race away, his brows slightly furrowing.
The Wind Spirit Race was unaware of the Blood Evil Sect and the Wolf Race’s tracking, fearing the outcome wouldn’t be good.
He initially wanted to inform the Wind Spirit Race, but if so, that Lower Meridian Unlocking Realm expert would definitely notice, making it difficult for him to eliminate this place.
"Time is tight, make haste."
Based on the words he had previously overheard from the Wind Spirit Race, he inferred that the Wind Spirit Race’s homeland was quite far from here.
And this distance, was precisely the time differential he could utilize.
This time differential should be enough for him to first obliterate this location and then sabotage the Blood Evil Sect’s plan to encircle the Wind Spirit Race.
He had already collected the aura from Feeng Yao of the Wind Spirit Race, and the Tracking Bead could locate the direction.
Chu Ming’s figure flickered, arriving at the location where the Blood Evil Sect stored their drugs.
The quickest way to deal with these Blood Evil Sect and Wolf Race members was of course with poison.
Before reaching the Medicine Tower, the sound of fighting came from ahead.
"Surviving members of the Wind Spirit Race, stop struggling!" The Late Stage Meridian Unlocking Realm expert, Wolf Ruan, blocked Feeng Zhi and the others’ path.
The Wind Spirit Race had four members responsible for drawing fire, but now only Feeng Zhi and Feeng Yi were left, as Feeng Qee and Feeng Song had already perished in battle.
"Hmph, even in death, I will take you with me!"
"Wolf Race scum!"
Feeng Zhi and Feeng Yi also wielded the Green Spear, fully aware they were about to die, yet utterly fearless.
"Go!" Wolf Ruan growled, and dozens of the Wolf Race charged forward.
Clang-clang-clang——
Wolf claws collided with Green Spears.
"Old thing, die now!"
Amidst the chaos, Wolf Ruan from the Meridian Unlocking Realm suddenly descended with sharp claws, aiming directly for Feeng Zhi’s head.
"Elder!"
Feeng Yi sacrificed himself to block.
However.
Poof——
No sound of bodies being torn apart; Feeng Zhi, Feeng Yi, and the dozens of Wolf Race attacking them instead saw Wolf Ruan’s corpse fall from the sky.
Elder Wolf Ruan is dead?!
The Wolf Race members were instantly terrified.
"Elder..." Feeng Yi’s heart pounded wildly.
Feeng Zhi’s wrinkled face was filled with suspicion and shock.
What had happened?
Tap-tap...
A figure slowly descended.
At the same time.
Poof-poof-poof——
A golden ray and a black ray, at terrifying speed, pierced through dozens of the Wolf Race.
Thud-thud-thud...
Dozens of bodies fell, the ground instantly stained red with blood.
Then, the two rays of light withdrew their ferocity, obediently hovering beside the black-clad youth who landed.
A bloody wind blew over, lifting Chu Ming’s robe, as a few strands of hair brushed against his calm face.
And those deep, ancient, unruffled eyes, as profound as the Black Abyss.
With just one glance, Feeng Zhi felt as though his soul was being drawn in.
Chu Ming turned to look at Feeng Zhi and Feeng Yi.
The Wind Spirit Race held a grudge against the Blood Evil Sect, and he too wished to eliminate the Blood Evil Sect, so he intervened to save the two.
"Thank you, senior, for your aid."
Feeng Zhi briefly contemplated, then cupped his hands in salute.
Chu Ming said no more, entering the Medicine Tower, the Sword Gourd Spirit scanned, selecting the needed drugs, and with a wave of his hand, all were stored into the Golden Fragments.
After collecting the materials for configuring poison, more members of the Blood Evil Sect and the Wolf Race gathered outside.
The Primordial Golden Sword and Black Blade shot out simultaneously, responding to the call.
Poof-poof-poof——
Over a hundred people died without the slightest chance to resist.
Feeng Zhi and Feeng Yi watched, shocked.
"Come with me."
Chu Ming prepared to find a place to prepare the poison.
Feeng Zhi hesitated, then followed.
The Sword Gourd Spirit covered the river bay, and Chu Ming led the two, avoiding the encirclement of the Blood Evil Sect, reaching the back of the military camp.
The place was sparsely populated, ideal for hiding.
Feeng Zhi, who had followed along the way, was increasingly astonished.
What terrifying concealment technique was this, allowing free access in and out of the Blood Evil Sect and Wolf Race’s stronghold without being discovered.
But he dared not ask much, only guarding the outside with Feeng Yi.
"Elder Feeng Zhi, did Elder Feeng Yao manage to get our people out?"
With a brief moment of calm, Feeng Yi worried about Feeng Yao and other Wind Spirit Race members.
Feeng Zhi listened intently to the movements outside, his expression uncertain.
"Surely they succeeded!"
"..."
Inside the house.
Chu Ming took out a large amount of drugs to start configuring the improved Soul-Catching Fragrance Powder.
He spent some time processing part of the medicinal ingredients and adjusted the proportions.
"Come in, both of you."
The number of Blood Evil Sect and Wolf Race members here was too vast; the required amount of powder wasn’t small, and relying on him alone would take too long. He intended for them to help with the concoction.
This was also why he saved the two of the Wind Spirit Race.
Feeng Zhi and Feeng Yi entered the house.
"Follow this configuration."
Chu Ming wasted no words, tossing them the recipe and the processed ingredients with adjusted proportions.
One was in the Meridian Unlocking Realm, the other in the Refining Organ Realm, they should get the hang of it quickly.
"Benefactor, are you planning to..." Feeng Zhi looked at the formula, immediately realizing something.
"Do it quickly, else your homeland faces trouble." Chu Ming lifted his gaze, paused, then said, "Feeng Yao has already rescued your people, but that was deliberate from the Blood Evil Sect and the Wolf Race."
