Due to the dampness and decay that had settled in the depths of the rainforest, a miasma was formed. When that miasma entered a person's body, it would cause them to feel weak and powerless. In fact, if a long period of time passed, it would cause the Qi in their bodies to lose its liveliness and gradually dissipate, making them drowsy. That was why most of the people in the tribes would only search for materials at the periphery of the rainforest. Very few of them would venture deeper into the rainforest. Only those who were powerful enough could circulate their Qi at all times to neutralize the poison of the miasma.
At that moment, as the invisible miasma filled the depths of the rainforest, He Feng remained unmoving. His pupils shrank. He was incredibly weak and did not have any strength to fight back. After all, Xuan Lun was a powerful Berserker in the Transcendence Realm, and he was naturally intelligent as well. If He Feng wanted to deceive him, then he would have to pay a real price. Only when he was completely exhausted could he make Xuan Lun relax slightly, and only then would he succeed.
When he saw Su Ming suddenly appear, He Feng was shocked. However, he was not a normal person. When he was young, his tribe had gone through a great change and he had barely escaped death. After that, he had gone through all sorts of things and had long since trained himself to be a schemer. He might be nervous, but he recovered almost instantly. Even if someone took a closer look at his expression, it would be difficult to notice any changes.
"Brother, you must be joking. I did it because I had no other choice. Hah …" He Feng looked at Su Ming walking towards him and laughed bitterly. As he spoke, he saw Su Ming closing in on him without stopping. He Feng's heart let out a thump, but his expression remained the same. There was only bitterness and sadness on his face.
"I know that no matter how I explain myself, you won't forgive me so easily. But before you kill me, could you listen to my explanation … In the beginning, I didn't know Xuan Lun. I only became good friends with his follower when we ran into each other by chance. I invited him back to the tribe, but I didn't expect that I would bring disaster upon myself. Xuan Lun appeared and killed my parents, my younger sister, and my entire tribe. I cannot live under the same sky as him!
"I can't die. Brother, I did it because I had no other choice. I have a blood feud on my shoulders. My life doesn't belong to me. Within my body are all the deceased souls of the tribe. They're with me, waiting for me to take revenge for them!
Brother, I know that my previous actions were despicable, but I had no choice. If there was a way to resolve this, I wouldn't have dragged you down with me for no reason. "He Feng smiled bitterly. His expression was filled with sorrow and hatred towards Xuan Lun.
Su Ming stood several dozens of feet away from He Feng. He circulated the Qi in his body and looked at the person calmly. The first time he saw He Feng was in the wine shop. His clothes had caught his attention, and the familiarity that made him feel that he was far away from home turned into a hint of fondness.
The second time they met was in the third layer of Han Mountain City. He saw this person challenge the Chains of Han Mountain, saw his resolution and determination, and also saw Xuan Lun crushing the souls of this person's parents, his grief, and the mouthful of blood he coughed out.
At that time, Su Ming might not have shown any sympathy in his eyes, but in his heart, there was sympathy hidden within him. However, he would not show it easily.
The third time they met would be today.
When He Feng saw that Su Ming was silent but was still circulating the Qi in his body, hundreds of thoughts raced through He Feng's head. He still held the small bottle used for healing injuries in his hand, but he did not dare drink it, afraid that it would cause a reaction. He continued smiling bitterly and suddenly let go of his right hand. The small bottle used for healing injuries fell on the mud by his side, but it did not sink into it.
"Brother, I was wrong in this matter. I have some medicine for healing injuries in this bottle. I'll give it to you. As for me …" He Feng took a deep breath and struggled to lift his head to look at the sky in the distance.
"Over there, five hundred kilometers away, is the direction of my tribe …. But now, it has been reduced to ruins. Brother, I don't know your name, but I beg of you one thing. If you insist on killing me to vent your anger, then bury me there after I die. You can take all of my belongings as compensation for what I did wrong.
"If you … forgive my mistake this time and give me a chance to take revenge on Xuan Lun, then I, He Feng, am willing to sign the Treaty of Alliance of South Morning and become your follower.
"My life is in your hands. Brother, please make your decision!" In He Feng's anguish, there was a reluctance to part and regret in his eyes. He closed his eyes as if he was waiting for the answer he did not know.
However, Qi was gathering within his body during this period of time, and he was using a special method that made it difficult for others to notice. The speed at which his Qi was gathering became faster, and there was a hint of killing intent in his closed eyes that no one could see. 'This person may be mysterious and looks like he's in his twenties, but he's too immature.
'This person might be mysterious and looks like he's in his twenties, but he's too immature, and I managed to buy him some time with just a few words. Hmph, if I had immediately attacked when he appeared, I definitely wouldn't have had the chance to fight back and would have been killed. But now … this person isn't too scheming, so perhaps I can continue to use him.' He Feng closed his eyes, but the thoughts in his head never stopped as he laughed coldly in his heart.
"How did you know that I was here, and how did you determine that I would be of help to you in your battle against Xuan Lun?" Su Ming looked at He Feng, who had his eyes closed, and asked flatly.
He Feng laughed coldly in his heart once again. He felt that Su Ming was not only immature, but also pitiful and pitiful. He was moved by his words, that was why he took the initiative to ask questions and gave He Feng another chance to gather his strength.
'This person … is very similar to me from many years ago. Ah, it's a pity. If he didn't appear, then it would have been fine. But since he appeared before me, then he won't have a chance to leave this place alive. If he dies, then it'll make it easier for me to carry out my next plan and make Xuan Lun hesitate.' When He Feng opened his eyes, they were filled with sincerity. There was not a hint of hypocrisy within them. Instead, there was the usual anguish within them.
"The tribe I'm in is a small one. Most of the tribe members wear beast skins. We can't compare to middle-sized tribes, much less Han Mountain City.
"I've always been envious of the people in middle-sized tribes since I was young. I'm envious that they don't need to wear beast skins. I'm envious that they have fake Berserker Vessels," He Feng mumbled softly.
"But I'm only envious. I'm not jealous. I'm determined. I want my tribe to become stronger, I want to make myself stronger … There's a unique Art in my tribe. With that Art, I thought I could become a guest in some middle-sized tribes and slowly make my tribe stronger.
"This Art doesn't have a name. It doesn't seem to belong to the Berserker Tribe. The inheritance of this Art is also vague. The people in the tribe don't know where this Art came from. Its use is to not rely on Qi, but on a faint feeling to tell whether a person is strong or weak.
"This feeling is like a memory. If I remember it with my heart, then I can turn it into a brand. As long as the other person is not too far away from me, I can feel it vaguely. It's also because of this Art that I've been able to avoid Xuan Lun's attempts to kill me over the years. "That day in the winery, we were the only ones drinking in the middle of the night. At that time, I noticed you. You might seem to be at the seventh level of the Blood Solidification Realm, but when I used this Art to sense you, I could feel a terrifying presence that was equivalent to that of Transcendence.
However, when I used this Art to sense you, I sensed a terrifying presence that was equivalent to that of a Berserker in the Transcendence Realm. At that time, I knew that if you didn't have a priceless treasure on you, then you must have hidden your power.
"That was why I left a spiritual brand on you. That brand is very strange. It's very different from the Art of the Berserker Tribe, that's why you didn't notice it.
"When I was being chased by Xuan Lun, I came here based on that feeling. I wanted to ask for your protection. "This Art might seem weak, but it's actually very useful. I can tell that you're not from any of the tribes around here. I have a wooden slip in my bosom for this Art. You can take it and see whether I'm lying." He Feng was not speaking slowly. He was a very calculative person. Even if he wanted to stall for time, he would not reveal any flaws in his words. Instead, he would use the anguished look on his face to make it seem as if he was reminiscing about something and say something that would make others feel pity for him.
To stall for time, He Feng could be said to have moved Su Ming's emotions and interests. He would become Su Ming's follower, give him all his belongings, and hand over the strange Art. He did not believe that Su Ming would not be tempted.
"Brother, do you have any other questions? If I know anything, I will definitely tell you. " He Feng's face was filled with sincerity as he looked at Su Ming and spoke weakly, but in truth, the speck of light that was gathering in his body was becoming stronger. He was confident that he could kill Su Ming with one strike because he saw Su Ming disappear under Xuan Lun's attack. He originally thought that Su Ming had escaped, but he did not expect that he would still be here.
From this, he could tell that Su Ming was not hiding his power. He had a powerful enchanted Vessel, and his body was only at the seventh level of the Blood Solidification Realm.
If they were far away, He Feng would have hesitated. However, at such a close distance, he was confident that he could kill the other party before the other party activated that magical tool. Of course, the prerequisite was that this immature and naive person in front of him had to lower his guard.
'This person will probably ask me why Xuan Lun chased after me so many times. After all, the difference between me and Xuan Lun is too great! No matter who it is, they'll be able to see some clues.
'Even if he doesn't ask this question, he'll probably ask me about my relationship with Han Fei Zi. When Han Fei Zi saved me that day, this person was watching from below.' He Feng had already thought of his answer and plan. He was just waiting for Su Ming to ask. He would choose to say something that would make Su Ming lower his guard when he answered, then seize the chance to attack!
"I have one last question …" Su Ming looked at He Feng and stopped speaking. He Feng's expression remained the same, but his heart was filled with anxiety once again.
"Are you ready to counterattack?"
When the flat words fell into He Feng's ears, it made his heart tremble, but his expression turned into one of confusion, as if he did not understand Su Ming's words.
The moment that confusion appeared on his face, He Feng suddenly widened his eyes. His gaze seemed to have pierced through Su Ming, who was several dozens of feet away from him, to look at the sky behind him. Shock appeared on his face, and his body trembled.
"Xuan Lun!"
The moment he said those words, He Feng opened his mouth, and a ray of dark light flew out from his mouth. That dark light flashed, and in the blink of an eye, it charged towards Su Ming. (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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