Ancient Dragon Elephant Technique

This was the best opportunity to assassinate the Death Soldier Leader.

The man had been injured to his soul and had no power to fight back.

Shock surged through Lin Feng’s heart at the might of the Soul Miniature holding the sword; even the Protective Gang Qi of a Tenth Level Martial King Realm powerhouse was split apart.

This secret technique was truly terrifying. Had he known earlier, he should have extorted a few more formidable Soul Secret Skills from Ghost Shura Yan.

Lin Feng was about to strike down the Death Soldier Leader with his sword when, at that moment, the leader suddenly produced a Jade Talisman, which emitted an astonishing energy fluctuation.

“Magic Talisman.”

Lin Feng’s face drastically changed. As a Spirit Array Master, he was especially aware of the terror of this kind of Jade Talisman, and he quickly retreated.

Bang…

Then, the Jade Talisman exploded, releasing a powerful energy that swept out, hurling Lin Feng away with its residual waves.

His body crashed into the forest.

“Cough cough, trying to blow me to death?” Lin Feng couldn’t help but feel extremely frustrated as he got up from the ground.

Luckily, he had dodged quickly; had he been at the center of the explosion, he might truly have lost his life.

At this moment, the Death Soldier Leader had already vanished.

“He actually got away, well, let him run then.”

Lin Feng soared into the sky, flying towards the distance.

…

“Damn it, damn it, I, Helian Zhen, am at the Tenth Level of Martial King Realm, having comprehended the Sword Intent Realm, yet I almost died at the hands of an ant from Martial General Realm—an utter disgrace, this is truly an utter disgrace.”

The Death Soldier Leader’s face twisted with ferocity; he had thought Lin Feng would surely die, yet, in the end, he nearly died at Lin Feng’s hands. For the Death Soldier Leader, this was an unbearable and shameful disgrace that could even leave a shadow in his heart, hindering his future cultivation.

Swoosh.

Suddenly, at this time, a figure flashed out from the distance. The Death Soldier Leader was shocked, thinking it was Lin Feng coming after him, but upon closer inspection, it was not Lin Feng—it was someone he recognized, Nalan Hong, the Clan Leader of the Nalan Family.

“Nalan Clan Patriarch personally coming to chase that kid to avenge Nalan Kang?”

The Death Soldier Leader said with some surprise. He naturally knew about Nalan Kang’s death at Lin Feng’s hands. He thought the Nalan Family might also send some experts to chase Lin Feng, but he never expected Nalan Hong to act personally.

“Helian Zhen, you’re badly injured.” Nalan Hong narrowed his eyes at Helian Zhen.

Helian Zhen frowned slightly; he felt Nalan Hong’s gaze was somewhat strange, which gave him a deep sense of unease. Although the Nalan Family and the Helian Family were not enemies in the City of Mist, they were not allies either.

So seeing Nalan Hong here in this desolate place, the Death Soldier Leader was quite worried. He tried to regain some composure and said, “Nalan Clan Patriarch should hurry and chase that kid; he probably hasn’t gone far. He possesses many supreme treasures and several fearsome secret techniques. If you let that kid escape, you’ll surely regret it later.”

Perhaps sensing that something was amiss, the Death Soldier Leader “reminded” Nalan Hong this way.

He simply wanted to divert disaster elsewhere.

“No rush. Before chasing that kid, I want to kill you first. You command the Death Soldiers of the Helian Family; once I kill you, without their leader, the Helian Family’s influence will surely drop, and our Nalan Family wouldn’t mind encroaching on your Helian Family’s territory and business.”

As these words fell, Nalan Kang burst forth, charging towards the Death Soldier Leader.

“You…”

The Death Soldier Leader was horrified and turned to run, but he was injured, and Nalan Hong was in his peak state. The Death Soldier Leader didn’t get far before Nalan Hong caught up.

Nalan Hong transformed into a golden light, instantly ripping the Death Soldier Leader’s body in two.

Spurt!

The Death Soldier Leader was torn apart, his body falling to the ground.

Swoosh.

Nalan Hong didn’t linger and chased after Lin Feng.

“What a terrifying aura, it’s a Yin Yang Realm powerhouse.”

Feeling the aura in the distant forest, Lin Feng was startled. Although Nalan Hong had only momentarily slain the Death Soldier Leader, he had still leaked his own aura, allowing Lin Feng to detect it ahead of time. Lin Feng didn’t dare hesitate and turned to fly toward the distance.

An hour later, Nalan Hong had already appeared behind him.

“Kid, you can’t escape,” came the sinister and terrifying voice of Nalan Hong.

Lin Feng turned his head and his expression grew solemn. He recognized the man from the day Ziyuan had awakened; it was indeed him releasing killing intent targeted at Lin Feng.

“Who are you? Do I have a vendetta against you?” Lin Feng asked seriously.

“To avenge my son, Nalan Kang, I, this seat, will grind your bones to dust!” Nalan Hong’s voice was filled with chilling and icy killing intent.

“So you’re Nalan Hong, the Clan Leader of the Nalan Family. As the leader of a clan and a powerhouse in the Yin Yang Realm, you’re chasing me, a mere cultivator in the Martial General Realm. Have you no shame?” Lin Feng taunted.

“Kid!! Even with your glib tongue, you won’t escape death.”

Nalan Hong’s cold voice rang out again.

Lin Feng’s expression darkened; he increased his speed, knowing that if Nalan Hong caught up to him, death was the only path.

…

Airship.

“Cousin, time to wake up,” Ziyuan called out to Lin Feng in the early morning of the next day.

But she found the room empty; Lin Feng was not there.

Ziyuan immediately panicked.

“Cousin, where are you?”

Ziyuan frantically searched for Lin Feng but found no trace of him.

“Auntie, where’s my cousin?” Ziyuan looked at Ruuolan as she walked out of the room.

Ruuolan said, “I haven’t told you this yet, but your cousin decided to stay in the Desert Domain to cultivate, so he left last night. Before he left, your cousin asked me to tell you to cultivate diligently and not to slack off.”

“He won’t leave me alone; I’ll go find him,” said Ziyuan, about to rush out of the airship, but Lanruo grabbed her.

“Silly girl, your cousin is just staying in the Desert Domain to cultivate. He might join a Great Sect, and he won’t be in danger. You’re still too low in cultivation. Following your cousin could put you both in danger if you encounter it. Your cousin won’t be able to protect you, and you might even burden him. Is that what you want to see happen?” Lanruo said.

“Burdensome him…”

Ziyuan’s voice trembled, the image of Lin Feng embracing her to shield her from the Black Water Xuan Snake’s terrifying strike, leaving him gravely injured, and the time when Nalan Kang, Helian Ze, and others had chased them, with Lin Feng telling her to leave while he held them off, flashed through her mind.

“No, I shouldn’t become a burden; I must become strong, so I can help him and not be his burden.”

Ziyuan clenched her lips, stepped outside the cabin, and shouted, “Cousin, Ziyuan will become strong, I won’t be your burden anymore, Ziyuan will protect you from now on.”

Ziyuan was reluctant to leave Lin Feng.

But to avoid being a burden to him, she chose to follow Lanruo and leave the Desert Domain.

Tears rolled down her exquisite face uncontrollably.

…

This was a chase of a hundred thousand miles. In ancient forests, boundless grasslands, perilous marshes, and even desert worlds, Lin Feng fled to many places but could never shake off Nalan Hong.

He grabbed the Spirit Stones in his hands, puffed on Spiritual Medicine, trying his best to recover his spent True Qi, but Lin Feng still felt exhausted.

“Kid, you can really run. You’ve run for ten whole days; let’s see how much longer you can last,” Nalan Hong said, his voice filled with grim killing intent.

His face couldn’t just be described as somber. A powerful cultivator in the Yin Yang Realm chasing a minor cultivator in the Martial General Realm for a whole ten days without catching up was outrageously frustrating for Nalan Hong.

Lin Feng didn’t utter a word; he needed to conserve his strength.

In the distance, a small town appeared, bustling with people coming and going.

“Whoosh.”

Lin Feng dashed toward it.

He shouted loudly, “Is there any senior who can save a junior here? The Clan Leader of the Nalan Family of City of Mist, this shameless Nalan Hong, has been chasing me for ten days and nights. Whoever can help the junior, the junior will remember it in his heart, and will definitely repay you handsomely in the future.”

“What? Being chased by Nalan Hong? Really? Nalan Hong, a powerful figure, chasing a minor cultivator in the Martial General realm?”

Many people were surprised and came out in a crowd.

“Kid, this seat will grind your bones to dust.” Nalan Hong pursued and came, hearing Lin Feng’s loud shout and was so furious his nose was almost crooked.

As a powerful cultivator in the Yin Yang Realm, chasing a cultivator in the Martial General Realm was indeed disgraceful. Now that it had been revealed, he could imagine he would become the laughingstock of many powerful figures. Thinking of this, Nalan Hong felt an impulse to dismember Lin Feng a thousand times.