Ancient Dragon Elephant Technique

Capítulo 1070: Chapter 57: Burial Demon Land

Silver hair flowing, a face cold yet incomparably beautiful, a tall figure, this woman is as cold and beautiful as a Moon Palace Fairy,

Her icy and aloof aura makes it difficult for anyone to approach.

The Snow Woman Clan is shrouded in mystery, known to only a few races friendly with them; outsiders know very little about the Snow Woman Clan.

Let alone having dealings with the Snow Woman Clan.

This race has always been cold and distant, pushing people away.

“Isn’t that Qian Piaoxue?”

A whisper echoed from the forest, it was Lin Feng who had heard the sounds of battle and crept over.

Qian Piaoxue’s peerless beauty made Lin Feng slightly astonished; this woman indeed took one’s breath away.

However, clearly facing the siege of the Four Great Strongmen, Qian Piaoxue’s situation was now quite dire.

Lin Feng didn’t rush to help; the combined force of the Four Strongmen, coupled with Qian Piaoxue’s serious injuries, had greatly diminished her combat power. Rushing in rashly wouldn’t save Qian Piaoxue.

As the saying goes, the friend of a friend is a friend, the friend of an enemy is an enemy.

Hence, Lin Feng planned to lend a hand to Qian Piaoxue, but only on the condition that he could find an opportunity. If no opportunity arose, Qian Piaoxue would have to fend for herself. Even when helping others, one must not jeopardize their own safety. If helping others means putting oneself in danger, it’s nothing short of courting death.

The assault from the Four Great Strongmen grew fiercer, with Qian Piaoxue under their siege, like a small boat amid a vast sea, always on the brink of being submerged.

Bam!

Qian Piaoxue was swept away a second time, her body flung several hundred meters, suffering injuries seemingly worse than before, uncontrollably plummeting toward the ground.

“Qian Piaoxue is utterly defeated; as the Holy Daughter of the Snow Woman Clan, she must be carrying many treasures. Gentlemen, you can have her treasures; I want her. I’ve yet to savor a Snow Woman Clan member,”

Moo Leng laughed heartily.

“No problem…” The other three nodded, clearly less interested in women.

After reaching a consensus, the Four Great Strongmen quickly flew toward Qian Piaoxue.

Swish.

Suddenly, at that very moment, the void trembled slightly, and Lin Feng stepped out, wrapping an arm around Qian Piaoxue’s soft slender waist, drawing her delicate body into his embrace, her alluring fragrance wafting to his nose.

“Let go of me…” Qian Piaoxue bit her pale lip, slapped weakly at Lin Feng, who caught her feeble slap and said, “I am Lin Feng, escorting the little princess to the Great Roc King Clan Land.”

Upon hearing this explanation, Qian Piaoxue’s hostility dissipated.

Tightening his grip on Qian Yaorao’s slender waist, Lin Feng said, “Apologies for any offense, I beg your pardon!”

A blush appeared on Qian Piaoxue’s pale cheeks. She lowered her head, not daring to meet Lin Feng’s eyes, allowing him to hold her waist.

“Lin Feng! So it is you…” Upon seeing Lin Feng, a sinister killing intent exploded from Moo Leng’s gaze.

“Tsk tsk, it’s Mr. Moo after all. Long time no see; have you been well?” Lin Feng waved to Moo Leng.

Judging by Lin Feng’s demeanor and tone, it was more like mockery than a friendly greeting.

Moo Leng sneered and said, “The right path of heaven you refuse, and Hell has no door yet you barged in. Since you came to die today, we shall slay you as well.”

Not only did Moo Leng harbor immense killing intent towards Lin Feng, but the Masked Cultivator did too, rivaling Moo Leng’s.

If not for Lin Feng, the Demon Princess would have long been captured by them; there would be no subsequent events.

The Masked Cultivator wanted nothing more than to devour Lin Feng’s flesh and blood.

Huangfu Wujie’s uncle, Huangfu Qingtian, had seen Lin Feng’s portrait, and upon seeing Lin Feng now, his killing intent was fierce.

Lin Feng’s animosity with Huangfu Qingtian and their Yuhua Immortal Dynasty had long been undying.

As for Ying Yutian, although his grievances with Lin Feng weren’t deep on the surface, truthfully, back in the 33rd Layer Heavenly Ladder World, Lin Feng, Grandma Tian Shan, and the Empress joined forces to take three treasures, leaving Ying Yutian with lingering resentment toward them, lacking only the opportunity to eliminate them.

Now facing such a rare chance, Ying Yutian finally tore the mask off with Lin Feng, smiling lightly, “Lin Feng, you’ve always had good luck, but today, your luck seems to have run out.”

The Four Great Strongmen quickly pursued, Lin Feng said with a composed expression, “Whether my luck has run out depends on whether you four can catch me!”

He employed the technique of Void Shuttling and swiftly departed.

“Great Void Skill?” Ying Yutian, Moo Leng, and Huangfu Wujie appeared incredulous, their gazes simultaneously directed at the Masked Cultivator.

Because the Great Void Skill is a Divine Skill mastered by Gongsun Wuxu.

The Masked Cultivator also hailed from the Upper Heaven Sect with a rather mysterious identity. They even noticed that Gongsun Wuxu was very wary of the Masked Cultivator, leading Ying Yutian and the others to suspect that the Masked Cultivator’s identity was certainly not simple.

“It’s not the Great Void Skill, but there are some similarities. This kid won’t escape; I’ve locked onto his aura. Let’s chase him!”

With that, the Masked Cultivator waved his right hand, and a small boat flew out.

“This is a Void Ship, capable of shuttling through the void; that kid definitely won’t escape.”

The Masked Cultivator was the first to enter the Void Ship, and soon after, Ying Yutian, Moo Leng, and Huangfu Wujie followed inside.

Lin Feng stepped out of the void thirty miles away; using the Void Shuttling skill, he could cover at most thirty miles, as Lin Feng’s cultivation time had been relatively short.

He had barely emerged when the Masked Cultivator and his team, navigating the Void Ship, rushed out.

“Kid, you can’t escape!” Cackling laughter echoed from the Void Ship.

Lin Feng’s expression changed abruptly. He held Qian Piaoxue’s soft body tightly and continued using Void Shuttling to flee afar, but after five consecutive attempts, he still hadn’t escaped the Void Ship.

Such a powerful ability as Void Shuttling naturally consumed a vast amount of mana, and after five consecutive uses, Lin Feng was feeling overexerted.

He took out the Green Leaf Stone to refine, restoring his mana, but by then, the Void Ship was already closing in.

“To reach the Demon Clan Territory, I’d need to use Void Shuttling at least ten more times. During that time, they’ll definitely catch up.” Lin Feng’s expression was grim; suddenly, he cast his gaze toward the dense forest deep within. In that dark, chilling forest,

“It’s the location of the Heavenly Demon Abyss. Legend has it that it’s a Burial Demon Land, filled with countless prohibitions, where powerful figures face nine deaths and only one life,” Qian Piaoxue said, her face pale.

Upon hearing Qian Piaoxue’s words, Lin Feng’s eyes suddenly lit up, and he rapidly vanished into the shadowy forest, leaving no trace.