He Feng could only take a gamble. Su Ming's words had exposed his thoughts. He could not tell if Su Ming was just testing him or if he truly knew, but he did not have time to think about it. He had to launch his counterattack beforehand.
The dim light in his body was already prepared. If Su Ming fell into the trap and turned his head to look, then it would definitely be difficult for him to avoid it.
But He Feng had underestimated Su Ming!
Su Ming did not even bother turning his head back. The moment He Feng attacked, moonlight descended on his body and turned into a screen of moonlight before him. The invisible souls of the Wings of the Moon also surrounded Su Ming's body.
The small ball of dim light crashed into the screen of moonlight and let out a violent flash. Its speed slowed down slightly, but that dim light was He Feng's counterattack before his death. He had already Transcended. Even if he was weak, the power of his final attack was not weak.
The screen of light shattered. The dim light shot through and landed on Su Ming's body, but strangely, it shot through his body once again and landed in the rainforest in the distance. No sound came out, but the area of 100 feet in the rainforest turned into ashes in an instant, as if it had disappeared into thin air.
At that moment, Su Ming's body that was shot through by the dim light started fading away. Another Su Ming appeared by his side, and as it appeared, the other Su Ming disappeared.
All of this happened in an instant, and it was hard for people to not see it clearly.
"Speed is my forte," Su Ming said slowly. He looked at He Feng, who had a face filled with disbelief, and walked towards him. In that instant, Su Ming had completely dodged the dim light with the help of his preparations and the slight obstruction provided by the screen of moonlight.
He Feng was silent as he glared at Su Ming. He had already fallen into despair and no longer tried to hide it. Viciousness and resolution gradually appeared in his eyes.
"If you knew that I was prepared, then why did you give me the chance?!" He Feng asked darkly as he lay on the ground.
"Because I want you who is about to die." Su Ming walked towards He Feng and answered his question.
"Me who wanted me to die? "Once you suffer a loss, you learn quickly, but you're still too naïve …" He Feng's pupils shrank, and he started laughing ferociously. He knew that he was definitely going to die today, but before he died, no matter what, he would drag the person who killed him to hell with him. His only regret was that he could not kill Xuan Lun with his own hands.
At that moment, he was about to throw caution to the wind and make his Qi self-destruct. After all, he might be weak, but no matter how weak he was, he had still reached the Transcendence Realm. No matter how dim the Qi in his body was, it was still active. As long as his Qi was active, if he decided to throw caution to the wind, he could still self-destruct.
Yet the moment he was about to self-destruct, He Feng's expression changed drastically. This change was something that he had never shown before Su Ming. This change meant that his beliefs had crumbled, and his words came to an abrupt halt.
"This … This … How could this be …?" He Feng's face was stark pale. He looked like a person who was about to commit suicide but suddenly realized that the saber in his hand had turned into a piece of soft cloth. He noticed that not only had the Qi and blood in his body become dull, they had also lost their liveliness. They were like a pool of stagnant water, and he could not make them break down and explode.
Su Ming crouched down and looked at He Feng, who was lying on the ground with a dazed look on his face. He sighed.
"When it comes to intelligence, I can't compare to you. You've been scheming against me since the first time we met. Yet in the end, you still missed out on something. It's the miasma in the rainforest.
"I asked you to stall for time because I was worried that if I pushed you too hard, you would choose to self-destruct. If that happened, I wouldn't be able to get anything.
"The more you talk about this miasma, the more thoughts you have in your head, the faster your heart beats, the quicker your breathing will become, and the more miasma you'll breathe in.
"If you circulated your Qi in a large area, then it would be fine. You would be able to negate the miasma that you might have overlooked when you were at the peak of your condition. In fact, even if you were healing yourself here, since your Qi was also circulating in a large area, you wouldn't be injured by the miasma.
"But you didn't dare do this before. You were cautious. Even if you gathered that dark light to counterattack, you still sucked in too much miasma. The miasma's effect is to make your Qi lose its liveliness, making it difficult for you to self-destruct." Su Ming looked at He Feng and spoke slowly. Right from the start, he had been circulating his Qi in his body. He Feng had noticed this a long time ago and thought that Su Ming was being cautious. He did not expect that it was actually because of the miasma.
He Feng smiled wryly. This time, his smile was genuine.
He looked at Su Ming. His vision became blurry, but he forced himself not to faint. As he looked at Su Ming, he seemed to see his past self, but it was clear that the young man before him was much calmer than he was.
"I have no grudge against Feng Lun for dying in your hands. It's a pity that I can't take revenge for my blood debt … I don't know your name, so I'll just call you brother Xu. Brother Xu …" He Feng's breathing quickened. His resolute will was starting to fade away. He struggled and bit the tip of his tongue, forcing himself to stay awake once again.
"Brother Xu, please help me kill Xuan Lun. Bring his head back to my tribe and offer it to the souls of the dead. "I'll agree to all your conditions. You want me, who's about to die, to be made into a puppet. If I'm willing to do this, it'll be even more beneficial to you. If you promise to help me kill Xuan Lun, then I, He Feng, will willingly let you do whatever you want to me!
"I'm not asking you to kill him now. I just want you to help me fulfill my wish once your power is high enough!" He Feng's breathing quickened. As he panted, he looked at Su Ming expectantly.
"Besides, I won't let you do this for nothing. I have a great treasure to give you! Xuan Lun destroyed my tribe and chased after me, and that Han Fei Zi saved me because of this treasure!
"I hid this treasure in a secret place. I didn't dare keep it on me. Besides, since my tribe specializes in the Branding Art, even Han Fei Zi would have a hard time using her Berserker Art to read my memories. Besides, she and Xuan Lun didn't want more people to know about it. In this world, only I know where that secret place is. That's why I can move about freely.
"Since I wasn't strong enough, then one of them showed kindness to me, and the other chased after me. They thought they could control me, but they underestimated me and He Feng! "I could tell a long time ago that the two of them were not as they seemed. They were working together and pretending to be mysterious, but there was also conflict and suspicion between them. They hid the truth from each other, which gave me a chance. I only needed to challenge the Chains of Han Mountain once to see through their relationship with just one glance. That act was too fake!
Behind them were Lake of Colors Tribe and Puqiang Tribe. Did these two former slave tribes think that Feng and I were stupid?!
"They schemed against me, and I was also using them. If it wasn't for the fact that I needed Han Fei Zi's help to enter the group of 16 Dark Souls and become an outer member, I would have been able to obtain even more benefits in Han Mountain City." He Feng's vision was already clouded. These words had been hidden in his heart for a long time. Today, when he was in despair, it was as if he had been freed. As his head dizzy, he told Su Ming everything.
"Brother Xu, the tribe I belong to with Feng is a small one. There are less than 200 people in our tribe, but very few people know that my tribe is a hidden branch of Han Mountain Tribe that occupied Han Mountain City hundreds of years ago. Han Mountain Tribe was destroyed by the three slave tribes, but we survived.
"But now, I'm the only one left … In the legends of Han Mountain Tribe, the ancestor of Han Mountain Tribe wasn't a Berserker. His identity was a mystery. He settled down here, and thousands of years later, he formed Han Mountain Tribe.
"That's why I have an Art that allows me to detect your presence, which is different from Berserker Arts. This is an Art left behind by our ancestor. He also left behind a few great treasures for his descendants, but three of them were snatched away by the three slave tribes in the past. The last one is the great treasure I spoke of!"
Su Ming looked at He Feng, who was still speaking in a jumbled manner. As he listened to his words, he gradually uncovered the mystery surrounding Han Mountain City.
"Han Mountain City belongs to Han Mountain Tribe. It was built by our ancestor and created by our tribe. In the canyons under the Chains of Han Mountain is a place that the three slave tribes desire to enter.
"That is the place where our ancestor passed away!" He Feng mumbled. As he looked at Su Ming, the anticipation in his eyes became stronger.
"I don't hate the three slave tribes. The survival of the tribe is decided by the law of the jungle. I don't hate Han Fei Zi either. Her goal may be to obtain the great treasure, but she treated me with courtesy. I originally planned to give this to her if I really couldn't do it.
"The only person I hate is Xuan Lun. He killed my family and slaughtered my tribe. Kill him. Promise me, help him … kill him!"
Su Ming fell silent for a moment. He did not need a dying person's will to create Spirit Plunder. In fact, if there was resentment, then the effects would be even better. Yet at that moment, Su Ming looked at He Feng and nodded.
"If I have enough power to kill him, then I promise you, I will take revenge for you!"
"Brother Xu, thank you …" He Feng closed his eyes and mumbled something that only Su Ming could hear. That sentence told Su Ming where He Feng hid the treasure.
"I have one more thing in my bosom. There were originally three of them, but Xuan Lun stole one of them. I gave one to Han Fei Zi, and the last one is yours …" As He Feng spoke, he fell unconscious and did not move.
Su Ming picked up He Feng's body and picked up the small bottle on the ground. He did not stay there for long and rushed into the distance. He did not leave the rainforest, but instead headed deeper into the forest and disappeared without a trace.
In his mind, compared to any other place outside, the vast rainforest was perhaps a safer place. It was also the place where Xuan Lun would check the most carefully when he returned, but also the place that was the easiest to overlook.
Su Ming moved about in the rainforest with a complicated look on his face. He Feng was a very calculative person. Su Ming could tell just from his words that there was such a secret within Han Mountain City. It also proved Su Ming's previous guesses as to why the powerful Berserkers always gathered in Han Mountain City and why the three tribes took in guests for a long period of time.
'He Feng …' Su Ming sighed. This person's schemes left Su Ming with no other choice. He could only walk according to the path he had planned for him. If Su Ming had not thought of several ways to enter the dimension in the black stone when he was in danger, then his current situation would have been difficult to predict. (To be continued. If you like this work, please come to Qidian.Com to vote for me. Your support is my greatest motivation.)
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