Xuan Lun's eyes sparkled as he stood at the top of the mountain, as if he had suddenly thought of something. His pupils shrank. He Feng's Qi surged and he suddenly sped up. He ran along the Chain, and with each step he took, he covered dozens of feet. Very soon, he reached the end of the first section of the Chain. By the looks of it, before long, he would reach the first section of the stone pillar.
'He's not trying to challenge the Chains of Han Mountain!' Xuan Lun's expression changed, and a thought that made him feel that something bad was about to happen rose in his head.
'No, this isn't right! He's using this to prove something. Could it be … 'Xuan Lun widened his eyes. The guess in his head was magnified endlessly. When he saw that He Feng was not too far away from the first section of the stone pillar, a vicious glint appeared briefly in Xuan Lun's eyes.
He suddenly lifted his right hand and tapped the center of his brows. With a pull, three wisps of black mist were dragged out from the center of his brows and turned into three trembling indistinct figures before him.
The three figures were two old men and a girl. There was pain on their faces, and they looked as if they were wailing, but no sound came from them. Yet when Xuan Lun pointed at them, it was as if he had broken their shackles, causing the three figures' shrill cries to echo in the air.
"Feng Er …"
"Big brother …"
The sudden appearance of the voice stunned all the people who were watching. At the same time, He Feng, who was not too far away from the end of the first section of the Chain, suddenly shuddered and turned his head around. Tears fell from his eyes when he saw the three figures before Xuan Lun.
When he saw He Feng stopping, Xuan Lun let out a sigh of relief in his heart. With a cold harrumph, he squeezed the girl's body with his right hand and purposely slowed down, causing the girl to let out shrill cries of pain, as if her body was being torn apart once again and she was being devoured bit by bit.
The sound echoed in the air, causing all the people who saw it to be shocked.
When Su Ming saw this, he frowned and sighed. He had long since guessed that He Feng was a person with a past.
He Feng trembled and glared at Xuan Lun in the distance. No one could see his expression. They could only see him remaining silent for a moment before he turned around abruptly and continued walking forward. However, his body was trembling even more furiously.
At that moment, another shrill scream of pain traveled into the air. That scream was mixed with a cry that could make people's hearts tear.
"Feng 'er … save me …"
Once Xuan Lun crushed the girl's black figure, he pinched one of the two old men's figures. He slowly pinched it, and when the screams of pain became weaker and He Feng's trembling body looked as if he could no longer move forward and was about to fall, he pinched the last black figure.
In the midst of the terrifying screams of pain, Su Ming saw He Feng coughing out a mouthful of blood as he stood on the chain. He did not manage to take a firm step forward and missed his footing. His entire body fell towards the bottomless chasm.
When Su Ming saw this, he remembered his own tribe, remembered the devastating scenes during their migration, and remembered Bi Tu's ferociousness.
"If a wild beast isn't strong, it will become food for humans. If a person wasn't strong enough, their fate would be controlled by the strong. Even if they resisted, it wouldn't be of much use … This was the law of the jungle.
'If I want to change everything, then I must … make myself powerful!' There was no sympathy in Su Ming's eyes, only determination and determination.
He Feng laughed brokenly. His body fell rapidly towards the bottom of the chasm. He closed his eyes. There were too many things he had yet to do. He had yet to take his revenge, but it was as if he no longer had the chance to do so.
Xuan Lun stood up and took a few brisk steps towards the top of the mountain. A cold sneer appeared on his lips. He was only waiting for He Feng to fall to his death, then he would use Puqiang Tribe's power to retrieve his shattered corpse. He knew that there was a terrifying power within the bottomless chasm. Even he did not dare to step in carelessly. Only the people from the three tribes could enter and exit safely under a special ritual.
Yet at that moment, a soft sigh suddenly traveled through the air. A white figure walked out from the first layer of Han Mountain City. That figure was delicate and belonged to a woman. There was a white cloud under her feet that looked as if it was supporting her body. She turned into a long white arc and charged towards He Feng, who was falling from the chains.
She was so quick that she closed in on him in the blink of an eye, causing He Feng's body to land on the white cloud with his eyes closed.
A glint appeared in Xuan Lun's eyes as he stared at the woman, but he did not speak. It was as if he, too, was wary of her.
In fact, when the woman appeared and saved He Feng, not even a single sound came from Puqiang Tribe. It was as if they had tacitly agreed to her actions.
The woman was dressed in white and had a white veil over her face. Her face could not be seen clearly, but her eyes were incredibly beautiful. It was as if there was a strange charm to them that made all those who looked into them feel intoxicated.
A thought appeared in Su Ming's head. This woman was the one he saw talking to He Feng the previous night, but she seemed to be different from the day before.
"Senior Xuan Lun, this person knew me a long time ago, that's why I saved him. I hope you won't blame me." The woman's voice was very pleasant to the ears, but there was a chill in it. It was like a gust of cold wind blowing past, making all those who heard it feel a chill down their spines.
"It's fine. If I knew about this earlier, I wouldn't have interfered. This is just a misunderstanding, but I do have a grudge against him. I hope Han Fei Zi can understand." Xuan Lun forced out a smile and a gentle look appeared on his face.
"Senior, I will naturally not interfere in the matter between you and this person." Once the woman finished speaking, the white cloud under her feet swayed and she brought the unconscious He Feng back to the mountain belonging to Lake of Colors Tribe in the distance.
As she left, Xuan Lun remained silent for a moment before he waved his arm and returned to the second layer.
The eight gigantic stone pillars under the chains connected to the mountain of Lake of Colors Tribe slowly sank down amidst rumbling sounds. In the end, they disappeared into the bottomless abyss, causing the chains to sway with the wind as they continued to descend.
When everything returned to normal, Su Ming looked at the woman's disappearing figure in the dusk. He could hear the whispers of the people around him.
"It's Han Fei Zi!"
"She's the prodigy of Lake of Colors Tribe. One of the Clan Elders in Freezing Sky Clan regards her highly. She's considered half a member of Freezing Sky Clan. I heard that she should have been accepted into the clan a long time ago, but she requested to postpone it until the next time Freezing Sky Clan takes in disciples."
"I heard about this as well, but even so, she's still known as Han Fei Zi. That's a great honor. I heard that it was given to her by the Clan Elder of Freezing Sky Clan."
"This isn't a secret anymore. Freezing Sky Clan is very strict when they take in disciples. Only the three strongest disciples in the clan are given the title of Han Fei Zi."
"I heard that she already has 900 something blood veins. She's someone who's destined to Transcend. Xuan Lun might be a powerful Berserker in the Transcendence Realm, but he's still very respectful when he faces Freezing Sky Clan. The white cloud under her feet should be the treasure passed down through generations in Lake of Colors Tribe. I heard that this treasure can change into anything, and it's called Cloud of Colors … "
The discussions did not last long before the crowd gradually dispersed. Perhaps it was because too many things had happened that day, but most of the people in the third layer no longer had the mood to shop. Very soon, the number of people in the third layer decreased. Some of the shops even closed down early.
Su Ming did not leave. Instead, he walked towards the shop he had his eyes on. The old man was sitting cross-legged in the shop. When he saw Su Ming walking over, he looked towards him.
"I saw that you wanted to come in during noon, but you were interrupted by the challenge of the Chains of Han Mountain," the old man said calmly.
Su Ming nodded and started looking around the shop.
"If there's anything you like, just say it. Don't try to pass it off as something valuable. There's nothing in my shop that even I don't know of. I won't let you get it." The old man cast Su Ming a glance and frowned.
Su Ming still nodded and pointed at the ninth leg of the Nine-legged Spider on the wall.
"I want that!"
"The ninth leg of the Nine-legged Spider. This is the essence of its entire body. It's incredibly rare. I don't take any stone coins here. What are you going to trade for it? If it's something normal, then don't bring it out, "the old man said coldly as he looked at Su Ming.
"I'll trade this!" Su Ming did not waste his breath. He reached his right hand into his robes and brought out a black bone blade. The blade was entirely black, but if anyone took a closer look, they would see a red line within it.
That was the bone blade Fang Mu gave him.
Su Ming placed the blade on the ground and pushed it towards the old man. The old man's expression changed. He grabbed the blade and looked at it carefully.
"An imitation Berserker Vessel from Tranquil East Tribe …" The old man lifted his head and swept his gaze past Su Ming. He could not quite grasp Su Ming's origins. He knew that there were very few outsiders who had this bone blade. Only Tranquil East Tribe would have it and create it. The person who could obtain this blade must have some sort of connection with Tranquil East Tribe.
"Besides the ninth leg of the spider, you'll also need this bone!" Su Ming pointed at a black bone the size of a fist on the shelf beside the old man. Strangely, there was a layer of frost on the bone that exuded a cold presence. It was clear that the creature who left this bone behind was not an ordinary beast.
"Great Thorn Beast's internal bone … I can only trade this blade for one, not two." The old man smiled faintly. He could tell that the person before him was more interested in the internal bone. It was as if it was because of the blade that the old man's expression was no longer as cold as before. It became slightly warmer.
"Look at this blade carefully," Su Ming looked at the old man and said calmly.
The old man was momentarily stunned. When he heard Su Ming's words, he lowered his head and looked at the blade again. His pupils shrank slightly when he saw the red line on the blade. He held the blade and swung it. Immediately, a wave of cold air spread out. Yet deep within that cold air was a wave of heat. The cold and heat blended together as if they had fused together.
After a moment, Su Ming walked out of the shop. In his hands was the ninth leg of the Nine-Striped Vein and the black bone. The old man's guess was right. Su Ming was indeed interested in the bone.
More accurately speaking, he had to get these two materials. One of them was needed to create the Welcoming of Deities, and the other was to plant Spirit Plunder.
'I didn't expect to find these two items here. I might not be able to use them for now, and I even used the only imitation Berserker Vessel I have to trade for them, but …' A glint appeared in Su Ming's eyes. The black bells on the old man's right wrist appeared in his mind.
Su Ming pushed three more books.
The first book was the Final Evolution of Rolling Earth. It was a book that Er Gen had been reading.
The second book was 72's Judgment. 72 was a kind person, and his judgment was domineering.
The third book was not to repay the debt. He recommended it as a friend. Fat Panda's Dark Judgment. (To be continued. If you like this work, please come to Qidian.Com and vote for me. Your support is my greatest motivation.)
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