Translator: CinderTL
Whoosh!!
Under the night sky, two figures chased each other.
The one in front was a dark silhouette, carrying a figure with one arm, blood-stained wings flapping as he distanced himself from the town.
The one behind was clad in black armor, his face grim and filled with killing intent.
In an instant, the two figures vanished, yet the entire Falcon Corps noticed nothing unusual.
As for the two young women on the wooden bed.
They exchanged numb glances, lying silently in place, not daring to move.
"Interesting."
Rushing into the Green Marsh, Chen Feng deliberately controlled his speed but was still surprised by the agility of the Falcon Corps commander, Fei Shan.
Despite his burly frame and heavy iron armor, he moved as swiftly as a swallow and as fiercely as an eagle.
Chen Feng could faintly sense.
A slight breeze seemed to follow Fei Shan, transforming into an invisible force that boosted his speed.
Whoosh!!
Suddenly, as this thought crossed his mind.
A fierce wind blew, and a figure flashed.
Fei Shan, who had been trailing behind, suddenly accelerated, sending a flurry of dead leaves scattering in front of Chen Feng.
"Die!!"
A cold, sinister shout echoed as a black broadsword slashed through the air.
The black gleam merged with the moonlight, filling the air with killing intent.
Chen Feng raised his hand, as if he had anticipated this, and took half a step back.
Splat!!
The bald man, who had been held by the neck and dragged along, widened his eyes in pain, his mind shattered.
Half of his body fell to the ground, blood spraying wildly, deepening the darkness of the night.
"You!!"
Fei Shan roared in fury, completely unprepared for Chen Feng's swift reaction.
His intention had been to force Chen Feng to act, freeing his hands to rescue his subordinate.
"You're truly ruthless, even killing your own men."
Chen Feng spoke indifferently, casually discarding the dead body of the bald man.
Their eyes met, and as Fei Shan took in Chen Feng's appearance, so different from both the Snake People and normal humans, his gaze darkened, and his confusion grew.
Who is this person?
What kind of power is this?
Whoosh!!
In the moment Fei Shan was distracted, a dark green fist shot out like a javelin, aiming straight for his face.
Clang!!
The broadsword blocked the strike, a crisp sound ringing out.
Chen Feng's scarlet eyes reflected a glint of light as his left hand transformed into a claw, reaching for Fei Shan's wrist.
"Get lost!!"
As if realizing Chen Feng's intent to disarm him, Fei Shan erupted with force, his body shaking violently.
A wild, gale-like force surged from the broadsword.
Chen Feng was forced back several steps, somewhat surprised.
Is this the power of the Seed of Life?
Judging by the aura, this man is no weaker than the Giant Elephant Grandmaster.
Swish! Swish! Swish!
Then, as this thought crossed his mind.
He saw Fei Shan swing the black broadsword, slashing out several invisible forces.
Like wind blades, or perhaps condensed energy.
"Interesting."
Chen Feng remained calm, his body suddenly erupting with a crimson glow.
Roar!!!
The king of beasts, the Flame Tiger, roared in fury.
In an instant, a pillar of force burst forth, colliding with the wind blades.
Boom!!
A muffled explosion rang out, the dead leaves disintegrating, the air now tinged with heat.
Fei Shan's expression changed.
In his uncertainty, he suddenly saw a golden broadsword appear in Chen Feng's hand.
Thud!
Chen Feng stomped the ground and charged forward, slashing horizontally.
Clang!!
The sound of metal clashing echoed as the ground beneath their feet cracked, soil churning, forming a circular depression.
Both men sank several inches into the ground, their eyes locked as Fei Shan, holding his sword in a defensive stance, solidified his killing intent.
"No matter who you are."
"Today, you will die!"
With a cold threat, he no longer cared to ponder Chen Feng's identity.
The Seed of Life within him surged, and wisps of white energy began to emanate from his body.
His aura skyrocketed, and even the broadsword in his hand was enveloped in white energy, temporarily isolating it from the Steel Bone Talent's absorption.
Screech!!
Like the cry of an eagle, a fierce wind arose.
Dead leaves scattered across the ground as Chen Feng suddenly felt a chill.
In the next moment.
As Fei Shan unleashed his power, breaking free from the stalemate and swinging his broadsword.
The surrounding air was drawn in, as if a hurricane was forming before him, powerful as a dragon, its roar like an eagle's cry.
Boom!!!
A heavy, earth-shattering strike.
Chen Feng's legs plowed through the ground as he was sent flying, his dark green body now tinged with gold.
Fei Shan seized the moment, his speed enhanced by the wind, turning into a blur as he stood before Chen Feng.
The eagle's cry rang out again, the air solidifying.
In the next instant, countless sword shadows lashed out.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Black shadows struck Chen Feng's body relentlessly.
Chest, elbows, neck, head.
The clanging sounds of metal on metal echoed continuously, the dark green and gold armor now marked with dents.
Fei Shan's momentum grew stronger, forcing Chen Feng back, smashing through trees and crushing rocks.
Finally, under the moonlight, in the open green field of the marsh.
His killing intent was almost tangible, the Seed of Life surging again as a concentrated white energy enveloped his entire left arm.
Hum!
With a punch, a hurricane swept out.
The trees of the Green Marsh rustled violently, the ground churned, and dead leaves scattered.
Until finally.
Thud!!
Chen Feng stood in place, the hurricane exploding behind him.
Crash! Crash! Crash!
Trees snapped, the wind howled, and rocks flew.
The ground beneath his feet cracked and spread, the Green Marsh gradually returning to silence.
Seeing the dark green and gold figure standing motionless, his body riddled with wounds and dents.
Fei Shan, though breathing heavily, curled his lips into a mocking smile as he retracted his fist.
"With just this, you dared to lure me out?"
"Can you block this—"
Crack!
Suddenly, a noise rang out, and Fei Shan's expression changed.
"Was that your full power?"
Chen Feng tilted his head slightly, the sound of his bones cracking echoing.
This was his first encounter with a fourth-tier combatant of this power system, and he was curious about the Seed of Life's uniqueness, so he had held back somewhat to observe.
At the same time, it allowed the Steel Bone Talent to absorb the essence.
But…
"Did I give you too much confidence?"
His body grew taller, the dark green and gold figure still in place, but the shadow on the ground deepened and widened.
His scarlet eyes coldly looked down as Fei Shan, now uncertain, tightened his grip on the broadsword, preparing to counterattack.
Crack!
A piercing sound rang out, and his expression froze as he looked down.
The black broadsword in his hand now had a crack, which quickly spread like a spiderweb.
"How could—"
Thud!!
The enlarged dark green and gold fist smashed down like a comet, striking Fei Shan's chest directly.
The black iron armor was instantly pierced, Fei Shan's eyes widened, bloodshot, his body bent like a shrimp as he was sent flying.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
Trees were smashed apart, lizards, insects, and birds hiding nearby had long since fled.
Fragments of the broadsword scattered, dead leaves disintegrated, and shadows flickered.
Thud!!
With a whip-like punch.
Chen Feng caught up to the flying Fei Shan, halting his momentum and slamming him into the ground.
Mud splattered, the nearby marsh rippled, and the mutated crocodiles within hid deep in the water, not daring to surface.
"This is what a punch should be."
Chen Feng stepped on Fei Shan's chest.
The dark green and gold horn raised high, he looked down coldly, watching the fear value prompt appear, and deliberately spoke in a low voice, "Understand?"
As the words fell, blood trickled from Fei Shan's mouth, his eyes wide.
Shock, anger, fear, and terror.
The pain of his cracked ribs surged through him, he had never expected his opponent to be so powerful, likely already at the peak of the fourth tier.
"I am the commander of the Holy City's Falcon Corps, personally appointed by the Legion Commander."
"You can't kill me!"
Fear rising, he could only hope that Chen Feng would fear the Holy City's authority.
"The Legion Commander is a transcendent being above the fifth tier, if I die, he—"
Splat!!
His head exploded like a watermelon, juices splattering.
Chen Feng remained expressionless, calmly sensing the life force completely dissipate from the body.
Above the fifth tier?
It was the Blue Demon who killed you, what does that have to do with Feng Chen?
Coldly averting his gaze.
Sensing something unusual, he retrieved an item from the corpse's chest before leaving.
Inside the Holy City, within a stone hall.
Candlelight flickered, light spots gathering to illuminate the hall.
On the bright yellow wall was a carved image—a falcon spreading its wings, and a man riding on its back, holding a spear, with a quiver and bow on his back, hunting.
The hall was eerily quiet, its interior spacious.
Below the wall, a Flying Eagle Beast lay prostrate, and a lean figure in golden armor stood.
Only half of his face was visible beneath the helmet, as a golden mask covered the other half.
His exposed eyes were closed, as if he were enjoying the silence alone.
Time passed, until a certain moment.
His eyelashes fluttered, and he opened his eyes.
Tap! Tap! Tap! Tap!
Footsteps echoed from behind as a guard hurried in.
"Legion Commander, something has happened!"
"Fei Shan's soul orb has shattered!"
Clang! Clang! Clang!
Nighttime, within the town.
The sound of a gong rang out, stirring the lights.
The Falcon Corps was in disarray, and the other residents of the town, along with the two other major corps, were in a similar state.
"What's going on?"
Wu Heng drowsily put on his vine armor, grabbed his spear, and stepped into the open area, immediately spotting figures carrying torches patrolling.
"Something seems to have happened in the Falcon Corps."
"What happened? Why all this commotion?"
Wu Heng was puzzled, but the next moment, his companion whispered gravely, "It seems Commander Fei Shan is dead."
At these words, Wu Heng's eyes widened.
Dead?
That's a fourth-tier powerhouse, how could he die?
As he stood in shock, a series of footsteps approached.
Turning his head, he saw Molly, clad in a gray cloak and vine armor, walking briskly, accompanied by a woman who appeared to be in her thirties.
Dressed in a gray silk robe, her hair wrapped in a gold-threaded scarf, and draped in a black cloak.
Her skin was exceptionally pale, her eyes bright but tinged with worry.
"Commander, how could Fei Shan die so suddenly?"
Molly's voice still carried a hint of disbelief.
Though she disliked the Falcon Corps' methods and had heard rumors of Fei Shan's misconduct.
He was still a fourth-tier human powerhouse, his death was too sudden.
"The message from the Holy City is unlikely to be wrong."
The woman with the scarf looked troubled as she gazed at the torches outside the camp: "But whether it was the Snake People tribe or someone else…"
Her words trailed off, but Molly's eyes flickered, as if she had thought of something.
Making an excuse to leave, she hurried alone toward a wooden house.
A strange tension filled her heart as she recalled the warning the Commander had given her upon returning from the Holy City.
"The Holy City has been restless lately, yesterday there was a suspected outsider who killed someone from the Serpent God Temple."
"Be cautious during this time."
Feng Chen…
Her gaze grew complex, her suspicions deepening.
His sudden appearance and departure were already unusual.
Moreover, she couldn't help but think of what she had mentioned earlier that day.
Weapons made of Obsidian were only in the possession of a few corps commanders.
And now, in the blink of an eye, Fei Shan was dead.
If it was indeed him…
Creak!
The wooden door was pushed open, revealing a burly young man in a brown robe.
"Did something happen?"
He looked at the torches in the distance, puzzled.
In that instant, Molly subtly observed him, noting his steady breathing and unharmed aura.
Her heart inexplicably calmed.
Fei Shan was a seasoned fourth-tier powerhouse sent by the Holy City, even Feng Chen couldn't have killed him unscathed.
"Molly?" Seeing her distracted, the young man frowned slightly.
"Oh, apologies, Feng Chen."
"Something did happen, the Falcon Corps commander is dead."
"Dead?"
Chen Feng feigned surprise: "Isn't he a fourth-tier powerhouse?"
"Yes, that's why there's such a commotion, everyone's on edge."
Molly nodded, quickly explaining.
"But don't worry, Feng Chen, our Commander has returned from the Holy City, and everyone is on high alert."
"If anything happens, we'll know immediately."
After some reassurance, Chen Feng returned to the wooden house.
As the door closed, Molly's thoughts raced.
But in the end, remembering his life-saving grace, she chose not to probe further, forcing herself to leave.
Sensing all of this, Chen Feng sat on the wooden bed, shaking his head slightly.
He knew his identity as an outsider couldn't remain hidden for long.
But it didn't matter, as exposure would merely mean leaving.
In contrast.
Looking at the panel, information appeared.
[Steel Bone LV3: 68/100]
Obsidian was indeed a high-grade metal comparable to Titanium, a single broadsword had provided 13 points of progress.
At that moment, he couldn't help but think of the other two commanders Molly had mentioned.
Thorn and Earth Rock, the two corps commanders.
As the thought crossed his mind, sensing the heightened patrols outside, he decided to put the idea aside.
The night's commotion had been significant, and with everyone on alert, another attempt might not succeed.
Moreover, even if successful, Molly would surely pinpoint him, especially since he was staying within the Thorn Corps, under their goodwill.
"Wait a bit longer."
"At least, secure the Life Seed Awakening Method first."
Shaking his head, he then retrieved another item from his chest.
A piece of parchment.
From Fei Shan's corpse, he had sensed it hidden within the man's inner garments.
Unfolding it, he saw rows of black, tadpole-like characters, resembling this world's script.
Though it was completely different from Earth's languages, and he couldn't read it.
Through the power of the dream, Chen Feng could understand its contents.
After a quick read, it seemed to be a message.
Gradually, his heart sank.
Chen Feng realized he might have stumbled upon something significant.
(End of the Chapter)
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