Ancient Martial Saint Emperor of Another World [Complete] - 9

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Chapter 103 Rescuing a Beauty

After thoroughly bandaging the woman's wounds and using his internal energy to reposition her displaced internal organs and regulate the raging energy within her, Qin Feng silently finished his work.

Seeing her gradually regaining her rosy complexion, Qin Feng felt a surge of satisfaction; his efforts had not been in vain.

Because of the seriously injured woman and the late hour, Qin Feng decided to spend the night there.

In the evening, the seriously injured woman awoke, but her gaze towards Qin Feng was filled with hostility. She probably remembered that before she lost consciousness, this man had sexually assaulted her with his claws. Fortunately, Aini comforted her, dissuading her from taking Qin Feng down with her.

"Miss, first of all, I apologize for what happened this afternoon. However, I truly did not know you were a woman at the time, so..." Qin Feng said awkwardly to the injured woman.

"Thank you for saving my life, I will repay you! But I will also repay you for the insult you inflicted upon me!" the woman interrupted Qin Feng, though a fleeting blush on her previously expressionless face betrayed her inner turmoil.

Qin Feng pretended not to notice and said to the woman, "I am Qin Feng, the Ninth Prince of the Great Qin. May

I ask who this young lady is...?" "You are Qin Feng, the Ninth Prince of the Great Qin? The First-Class Divine Martial Duke?" The injured woman's eyes flashed with a strange light upon hearing Qin Feng's words.

"Indeed, may I ask if this young lady has met me before?" Qin Feng was somewhat puzzled by the woman's reaction; in his memory, he seemed to have never met her before.

"I have never met Your Highness, but Your Highness's reputation has already spread throughout the entire Great Qin. May I ask if your mission to the Beast Clan was successful?" the woman asked.

"This time I was fortunate; I did not disappoint my father's trust," Qin Feng said calmly, secretly on guard, as her appearance had been too sudden.

“Sister, you’re injured and just woke up. You should rest early.” Seeing Qin Feng’s somewhat cold reply, Aini assumed he was getting impatient and quickly said to the woman.

“No need, I’ll leave now.” The injured woman seemed to have noticed Qin Feng’s attitude as well. She struggled to her feet, her pale face contorted with pain.

“Sister, please rest here. Don’t leave. It’s so dark tonight, and you’re a young woman alone with injuries. It’ll be dangerous!” Aini urged, supporting the woman.

“I don’t need your pity! Thank you, Aini, sister.” The injured woman gritted her teeth, her face full of stubbornness.

“Young Master…” The kind-hearted Aini was at a loss for what to do and turned to Qin Feng, her beautiful blue eyes pleadingly fixed on him.

Qin Feng sighed softly. This little girl was just too kind. But if she weren’t kind, she wouldn’t have become the Holy Maiden of the Beast Clan.

Qin Feng affectionately pinched Aini's adorable nose and said, "Aren't you a shaman? You can alleviate her pain."

"Oh dear, yes, I'm so silly, I completely forgot. Sister, I'm sorry." Aini patted her cute little head, looking apologetically at the woman.

"Shaman? You're a beastman?" The injured woman looked at Aini with surprise, her gaze finally settling on Aini's curled tail.

"Yes, I'm a fox shaman. Sister, lie down first, I'll heal you. Although it's not as effective as a human priest's, it can still alleviate your pain." Aini said after setting the injured woman down.

With a loud yet mysterious song, faint white energy gathered from all around Aini, then slowly drifted into the injured woman's body.

After the song ended, Aini was drenched in sweat. Qin Feng affectionately embraced the adorable little fox girl, gently wiping the sweat from her forehead, and asked, "Silly girl, are you tired?"

"Young master, I'm not tired," Aini smiled sweetly at Qin Feng.

"Sister, thank you, I feel much better. I think I should go now." The injured woman stood up, her movements still somewhat abnormal, but still coherent.

"Sister, your injuries haven't fully healed yet, don't move around, you should lie down quickly," Aini, nestled in Qin Feng's arms, turned her cute little head to the injured woman.

"You've just recovered from serious injuries, you should rest here for the night before leaving," Qin Feng said, seeing that she still insisted on leaving.

Actually, it wasn't Qin Feng's fault. The woman was all alone deep in the dense forest, seriously injured. When Qin Feng was healing her, he discovered that her fighting spirit had reached at least the level of a Sword Emperor. To injure a Sword Emperor to this extent, only a Saint-level expert could be found.

If he rashly allowed her to stay overnight, she might very well face an attack from a Saint-level expert. As the leader of these three thousand people, Qin Feng had to consider everyone's needs, which was why he hadn't tried to persuade her to stay at the beginning.

Seeing Qin Feng speak, the injured woman stopped moving, turned to look at him, seemingly trying to gauge the sincerity in his words.

"May I ask how you are called, Miss?" Qin Feng, realizing he still didn't know the woman's name, asked, sweating profusely.

"My name is...Kayl...Lin..." the woman stammered, as if remembering something.

"Then, Miss Karin, please rest early. We'll head out now." Qin Feng had clearly observed Karin's changing expression, but didn't point it out. He smiled slightly, put his arm around Aini, and left.

Inside the tent, Qin Feng affectionately kissed Aini's cute little face, tucked her in, and then sat cross-legged to begin his daily cultivation. This wasn't to say that Qin Feng was a saint, truly indifferent to the women around him. It was simply because he cultivated the Azure Sky Technique, and the *Martial Scripture* stated that one could not have intercourse with a woman before reaching the seventh level, otherwise the woman would die from exhaustion of her yin essence.

Therefore, Qin Feng restrained himself from consuming the lovely young woman, Aini.

Suddenly, Qin Feng opened his eyes, as if a flash of lightning had passed through the darkness. A slight smile played on his lips as he murmured, "Catherine Phoenix, the eldest daughter of the Phoenix family… It seems the murky waters of the royal city have been cleared. I was fortunate enough not to be caught in the crossfire. Now that the Seventh Prince's faction has failed, who will win between the Left and Right Prime Ministers? How interesting. But we'll know the result tomorrow…"

Inside the royal palace of the Great Qin capital, the Qin King, who had been sitting high on his throne with his eyes closed, suddenly opened them. After a long while, he slowly closed them again, muttering to himself in a barely audible voice, "They've come… Well… let them come…

"

As the first rays of sunlight pierced through the thick fog at dawn, the earth bustled with life once more. "Young Master, breakfast is ready! Try this mushroom porridge I made, is it delicious?" The

little fox girl, Aini, entered Qin Feng's tent carrying a bowl of fragrant, hot porridge, her forehead glistening with sweat.

"You silly girl, I told you not to get up so early! We still have rations, why work so hard? You silly girl!" Qin Feng took the porridge and pulled Aini into his arms, showering her with affection.

"I'm not tired, I just wanted to cook for you, Young Master. I love seeing you eat what I make," Aini replied with a touch of silliness.

Qin Feng remained silent, simply holding Aini in his arms, inhaling her irresistible fragrance. Lost in the moment, he was suddenly struck by a sudden urge, as if he had lost something incredibly important. The Azure Sky Technique within him activated automatically, jolting him awake from his reverie. A cold sweat broke out on Qin Feng's brow. He quickly used his inner energy to calm his body. What a close call! He had almost suffered a qi deviation. The allure of a vixen was indeed true; he had indeed been somewhat decadent these past few days. The

allure of gentle pleasures was a hero's downfall—the ancients were right!

Aini clearly noticed Qin Feng's unusual behavior and cast an inquiring glance at him.

"Little girl, go check on Kailin and change her dressing again," Qin Feng said, clearly not wanting to explain anything, changing the subject.

"Oh, then, young master, you drink your porridge first, I'll go check on Sister Kailin," Aini nodded obediently.

Who exactly is in trouble? Qin Feng pondered to himself. He remembered a sliver of information from his memories as the space pirate Qin Feng: martial artists possess some kind of sensory ability, and any mishap involving someone close to them would usually be accompanied by some signs.

He could count the number of people he was close to in this world on one hand. Could it be… Yama? Thinking of this, Qin Feng suddenly stood up, walked out of the tent, and ordered, "Yan Yun Guards, assemble within ten breaths! Those who disobey will be executed!"

The three thousand Yan Yun Guards, who were eating breakfast, immediately dropped their rations and quickly ran towards the assembly point.

"Miss Kailin, are you feeling better?" Qin Feng politely greeted Kailin, who came out after hearing his voice.

"Thank you, Your Highness. I'm almost fully recovered." Kailin bowed to Qin Feng, glancing at the three thousand solemn Yan Yun Guards standing behind him. A strange light flashed in her beautiful eyes as she asked, "Is Your Highness planning to return?"

"Yes, I still need to rush back to report to my father about the matters discussed with the orcs. Many things still require my father to urge the various departments to implement them, to help our Great Qin get rid of the troubles caused by the orc invasion as soon as possible. Where are you headed, Miss Kailin?" Qin Feng asked in return.

"I...I'm going to Vermilion Bird City...uh, to seek refuge with a relative of mine." A slightly unnatural expression flashed across Kailin's face as she said.

"Then, Miss Kailin, farewell!" Qin Feng said to Kailin.

Leaving a horse, some gold coins, and some rations for Kailin, Qin Feng, carrying Aini, leaped onto the Snow-Treading Horse and led the three thousand Yan Yun Guards towards the Great Qin capital.

Watching the Yan Yun Guards disappear into the distance like a dark cloud, Kailin pondered for a moment, then gritted her teeth and climbed onto the horse she had left behind.

Chapter 104 Falling into the Trap In

the main hall of the Qin Palace, the Qin King sat high on his throne. A wretched figure lay prostrate on the ground below the jade steps, trembling uncontrollably.

"What's wrong? You've already killed someone, and you're still so afraid?" The Qin King asked the figure below the steps with his eyes closed.

"Your Majesty... spare... me... I..." the figure below the steps stammered.

"If you don't do it, he won't spare you. If he finds out you killed him, will you still be alive? Only by killing him can you live." The Qin King's voice carried a strange allure, seducing tone.

"I..." the figure below the steps wanted to say something, but trembled for a long time without being able to speak.

"Go and prepare well. He'll be back soon. Your life or death depends on yourself." The Qin King commanded in an unquestionable tone.

After the "Bloody Night in the Royal City," all ministers closely associated with the emperor and his close associates were executed along with their entire families. Even the eldest and seventh princes were accused of treason and beheaded in the West Market. Shops, restaurants, brothels, and other establishments connected to the eldest, third, and seventh princes were confiscated. The entire royal city was gripped by fear and unease.

Fortunately, the next day, the King of Qin issued a proclamation explaining the cause and consequences of the incident. Without going into detail, the city's morale stabilized, and things returned to normal.

However, those who rose early this morning could clearly sense a more tense atmosphere in the city. The streets were lined with more heavily armed soldiers, and the tense atmosphere kept the timid at home, making the city seem somewhat deserted.

"Finally back," Qin Feng sighed, looking at the two powerful characters on the west gate of the royal city. This trip to the west lasted over a month. Although they encountered dangers along the way, the gains were considerable.

Qin Feng, carrying Aini, didn't intend to dismount and headed towards the west gate. The three thousand Yan Yun Guards followed suit, also keeping

their horses on the road. However, unexpectedly, Qin Feng was stopped at the gate. The reason given was that riding horses was prohibited in the royal city. Just as Qin Feng was about to whip the oblivious officer to death, a sudden feeling of being watched washed over him.

Qin Feng calmly stopped the three thousand Yan Yun Guards behind him who were about to attack, and said to the officer, "I am Qin Feng, the Ninth Prince of Great Qin. I have returned from negotiating with the orcs and am going to see my father. Is it not permissible to pass?"

Seeing Qin Feng's amiable demeanor, the officer assumed he was easy to bully and became increasingly aggressive, pointing at Qin Feng and shouting, "I don't care if you're the Ninth Prince or any other prince, once you're in the royal city, you must abide by the rules. Dismounting to enter the city is..."

Qin Feng gently whispered in Aini's ear, "Little girl, close your eyes. Open them only when I tell you to, understand?"

Aini seemed to understand, obediently burying her head in Qin Feng's chest and nodding vigorously. In her eyes, her man was her everything, and his words were the truth.

The officer, who was still spouting nonsense, was about to say something when he suddenly felt his throat tighten, and then he was lifted up and suspended in mid-air.

Qin Feng leaned close, his face just inches from the officer's, and said in a cold, emotionless tone, "What you say may be true, but you've forgotten the most important point: in the face of absolute power, none of that matters."

Rules are for the strong to trample.

The officer, whose throat Qin Feng had grabbed and lifted, felt as if all his strength had been drained from him; his limbs trembled uncontrollably, like a rooster with its throat slit and being held upside down.

Qin Feng ignored the officer's pleading eyes and continued to hold him there. The west gate was eerily quiet. The soldiers who wanted to help shuddered at the menacing gazes of the Yan Yun Guards behind Qin Feng; their own lives were more important!

Suddenly—

"Spare his life!" A rather magnetic voice rang out, and the soldiers at the west gate breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed their heads were saved, they thought.

But—

Qin Feng seemed not to hear, still gripping the officer's throat as if it had always been that way.

"I told you to let go!" A handsome young general, fully armed, appeared at the west gate, roaring angrily at Qin Feng.

The officer Qin Feng was holding by the throat twitched a few times, then fell silent, clearly dead.

"You..." The handsome young officer's face turned red with anger, pointing at Qin Feng, unable to speak.

"Believe it or not, I'll kill you?" Qin Feng tossed aside the already dead body in his hand and said calmly to the young officer, as if it were a trivial matter.

Upon hearing Qin Feng's words, the three thousand Yan Yun Guards immediately formed an attack formation, and a chilling killing intent instantly filled the entire west gate.

"I am here on the King's orders to invite the Ninth Prince to see the King! Do you intend to rebel?" The young general took a few deep breaths to calm himself down, then pretended not to hear Qin Feng's words and addressed the Yan Yun Guards behind Qin Feng.

"Oh, besides summoning me to see the King, what other decrees does Father have?" Qin Feng waved his hand at the Yan Yun Guards behind him. Having inherited the cunning nature of the space pirate Qin Feng, the current Qin Feng would naturally assess the situation carefully. While his three thousand Yan Yun Guards were fierce, they were still insufficient to contend with the entire Qin Dynasty. Therefore, Qin Feng's killing of that officer was merely to establish his authority.

"Order the Yan Yun Guards to return to the Western Camp and await orders!" the young officer said again.

Qin Feng pondered for a moment, then summoned Lei Men and instructed, "Go back without removing your armor or saddles, and remain vigilant at all times. I have a feeling something is amiss."

"Yes, Your Highness, don't worry, leave it to me, Old Lei!" Lei Men replied.

"Alright, little girl, open your eyes, are you scared?" Qin Feng patted the back of Aini's head gently.

"No, I'm not scared, with you here, young master." Aini obediently opened her beautiful eyes and looked at Qin Feng.

Qin Feng smiled, said nothing, but tightened his grip on Aini's small hand.

"Then, General, let's go." "Please,

Ninth Prince, return to your residence to change your clothes before coming with me to meet the King." The handsome general said to Qin Feng, but his eyes flashed a strange light as he looked at Aini in Qin Feng's arms.

Qin Feng ignored the ambiguous glances from passersby, and led Aini, whose face was so red it was almost dripping with water, from the west gate to his Shenwu Duke's Mansion in the East District.

"Your Highness, you're finally back! I've been waiting for you for ages!" The eunuch Xiao Dengzi, who served Qin Feng, opened the door and exclaimed joyfully upon seeing him.

"And this is…" Suddenly recognizing the stunningly beautiful beastwoman, Aini, beside Qin Feng, Xiao Dengzi froze, stammering,

"Her name is Aini, one of the future mistresses of this place." Qin Feng said, looking at Aini with a playful smile.

"Young Master…" Aini glanced shyly at Qin Feng with her large, blue eyes and said coquettishly.

"Xiao Dengzi, where's Yama?" Qin Feng asked, noticing he hadn't seen Yama for some time.

"Uh… Aunt Yama… she… she went to the west of the city to visit the orphans." Xiao Dengzi's eyes flickered, though Qin Feng's back was obscured.

"Your Highness, please sit for a moment, I'll go make tea." Xiao Dengzi said to Qin Feng, turning and leaving the hall.

"Little girl, do you like it here?" Qin Feng asked, pinching Aini's delicate nose.

"I love it. As long as you're here, I'll love it no matter where we are," Aini replied obediently.

"Silly girl, hehe~~~" Qin Feng hugged Aini and rubbed his face against her forehead.

"Your Highness, please have some tea. Miss Aini, please have some tea." Xiao Dengzi came in carrying two cups of tea, sweating profusely.

"Xiao Dengzi, what's wrong? Are you cold? Why are you shivering?" Qin Feng noticed Xiao Dengzi's unusual concern and asked.

"No, no, I think I caught a chill these past few days, so I'm a bit sensitive to cold. I just heated up some water, so..." Xiao Dengzi stammered, his head bowed, the "clucking" sound of his teeth chattering sounding particularly strange.

"Little girl, would you like some tea?" Qin Feng picked up a cup of tea, took a sip, and asked Aini.

"I'm not thirsty," Aini said, wrinkling her cute nose as she nestled in Qin Feng's arms.

Qin Feng, perhaps thirsty, downed his tea in one gulp, then gently patted Xiao Dengzi's shoulder, saying, "Alright, we've rested enough. It's time to see Father."

"Yes, Your Highness, this servant will lead the way," Xiao Dengzi bowed deeply.

The Great Qin Palace.

Qin Feng, holding Aini's hand, followed Xiao Dengzi through quiet corridors, but after a while, they still hadn't reached their destination, and the path seemed increasingly remote.

Suddenly, Qin Feng pulled Aini into his arms, simultaneously circulating the Azure Sky Technique within his body and channeling the Chaotic Demon Body Technique throughout his entire being, instantly unleashing a powerful aura that radiated outwards.

"Boom!" Within a ten-zhang radius of Qin Feng, the palace walls shattered as if smashed by a giant fist, kicking up a cloud of dust.

"Ninth Prince, your skill is indeed remarkable. At such a young age, you've already reached the level of a High-Rank Sword Emperor. Given a few more years, you'll surely enter the Saint Rank," a clear voice echoed through the dust.

Qin Feng's heart tightened. Only someone of the same or higher rank could accurately determine his own rank. This person's ability to determine his rank meant they were at least of the same rank.

As the dust settled, Qin Feng saw an elderly man in a red robe with gold trim standing directly in front of him, looking at him with a kind expression. This must be the one who had spoken earlier.

Chapter 105 Tiger Soul Reborn

At the same time, four powerful auras locked onto him from the left, right, and rear. Although Qin Feng was confident he could defeat them in one move, he would inevitably be held back for a while. During that time, Qin Feng couldn't guarantee he could withstand the full force of the near-Saint rank expert in front of him.

Moreover, when Qin Feng used his divine sense to survey his surroundings, he detected a faint aura locking onto him. The owner of this aura was definitely stronger than the red-robed elder in front of him, meaning they had reached the Saint rank level.

Qin Feng felt unprecedented pressure. He was being watched by a Saint-level expert, and simultaneously facing attacks from a Quasi-Saint-level expert and four high-ranking Great Swordsmen. Even if Qin Feng failed, he would still be proud. However, Qin Feng could not fail, because the price of failure would not only be his own life, but also the life of the little one in his arms.

A thunderous roar echoed in the western suburbs of the Great Qin Dynasty. The three thousand members of the Yan Yun Knights spurred their mounts, eager to return home after more than a month's absence. They wondered how their twenty thousand-plus brothers were doing. For these soldiers, the military camp was their home, and their comrades in the camp were their brothers.

Just as they reached the gate of the western camp, Lei Men, the leader, suddenly stopped. The Yan Yun Guards behind him also stopped.

A faint smell of blood wafted from the camp.

"Form defensive formation! All on alert!" Lei Men roared. Without a word, the three thousand Yan Yun Guards immediately obeyed Lei Men's orders and began to adjust. When they entered the West Camp, they were horrified by the horrific scene before them. Blood, dried dark red bloodstains, stained the entire ground of the West Camp red. There wasn't a single lifeless corpse to be found; they were scattered haphazardly on the ground.

"No~~~~~~~~~"

"Oh my god~~~~~~~~~~"

"This isn't real~~~~~ Dazhuang~~~~~ You come out here, you damn bastard, you broke your promise. You said we'd go drinking and carousing together when I got back~~"

"Huo Lao Er, you ungrateful bastard, you told me before I went to war that you'd pay back the 70 silver coins you owed me when I got back, how the hell did you leave the debt with the underworld~~~~~~~~~~~~

Even

though the three thousand Yan Yun Guards were seasoned veterans and had been specially trained by Qin Feng for over a month, they still couldn't help but burst into tears at the sight. Men don't easily shed tears, only when they are truly heartbroken.

"Damn it, what are you crying for? Are you even men? What's the use of crying now? All of you, put away your horse piss, is this the time to cry?" Lei Men's booming voice rang out in the West Camp.

"Mount up! Let's go find His Highness!" "Lei Men shouted, mounting his warhorse and charging out of the camp. The three thousand Yan Yun Guards, reacting quickly, followed closely behind, mounting their horses and galloping out of the camp.

Just as Lei Men and his men left the western camp and headed towards the capital, about six miles from the city, a series of muffled hoofbeats shook the ground.

"Defense formation!" Lei Men commanded.

Appearing before the Yan Yun Guards were rows of knights in golden masks, golden armor, and golden tack. A heavy aura pressed down on the Yan Yun Guards from their imposing ranks.

Then, the same hoofbeats came from the Yan Yun Guards' left, right, and rear, clearly indicating they were surrounded. However, the three thousand surrounded Yan Yun Guards showed not a trace of fear on their faces. Left hands gripping the reins, right hands holding lances, their expressions were solemn, even somewhat excited.

"Vice Commander Leimen, it's been a long time!" A deep, emotionless male voice came from the opposing knights.

"Commander Gerdo, I am no longer the vice commander of the Golden Lion Knights, so please don't use the title of vice commander anymore. Just call me Leimen. I just don't know what the purpose is of Commander Gerdo leading so many Golden Lion Knights to surround our Yan Yun Guard? If there's nothing else, we have urgent business with His Highness the Ninth Prince and would appreciate permission to pass." Leimen replied neither arrogantly nor humbly.

"The Ninth Prince of Great Qin, plotting rebellion and attempting to collude with the orcs to seize the throne, has been executed by the combined forces of the King and Cardinal Claude Krodo of the Church of Light. The King has decreed that if the Yan Yun Guards can repent, their designation will be revoked and they will all be incorporated into the Golden Lion Knights; otherwise, they will be executed on the spot. Vice Commander Lei, if you can persuade the Yan Yun Guards to surrender, the position of Vice Commander of the Golden Lion Knights will remain yours!" The cold voice of Gerdo, Commander of the Golden Lion Knights, carried news that the Yan Yun Guards found unbelievable.

Lei Men, upon hearing the news, remained remarkably calm. Not only Lei Men, but the three thousand Yan Yun Guards also wore expressionless faces, as if they hadn't heard the news at all. However, a strong killing intent suddenly emanated from the Yan Yun Guards. The aura emanating from the three thousand men was actually able to withstand the aura emanating from the thirty thousand Golden Lion Knights.

The eighteen-foot spear in Feng Lei Men's hand drew a trajectory in the air that only the Yan Yun Guards could understand. Instantly, the formation of the three thousand Yan Yun Guards changed.

A majestic death aura emanated from the formation.

Qinghe Charge Formation - Annihilation. It can be said that this is the most domineering, the most cruel, and the most feared formation by the commander in the Qinghe Charge Formation. It abandons all defense and only seeks to kill the enemy to the greatest extent. The final result is - mutual destruction.

"How can we say we have no clothes~~~~~~~~" Lei Men clenched his left fist and struck his right breastplate, shouting.

"How can we say we have no clothes? We share the same robes with you! The king is raising an army! Let us repair our spears and halberds! We share the same hatred with you! How can we say we have no clothes? We share the same armor with you! The king is raising an army! Let us repair our spears and halberds! We will fight together! How can we say we have no clothes? We share the same garments with you! The king is raising an army! Let us repair our armor and weapons! We will march together!" The three thousand Yan Yun Guards behind Lei Men simultaneously struck their right breastplates with their left fists and sang.

One was the ace of the knightly order that had led the Qin Dynasty for decades, and the other was an iron-blooded army selected from soldiers who had experienced countless battles and trained in advanced battle formations. Today, they were finally going to have a showdown.

"Little girl, don't you blame the young master for bringing you here?" Qin Feng kissed Ai Ni's forehead with guilt and whispered.

“Young Master, Aini isn’t afraid of death. As long as I’m with you, I don’t care about anything else. Because I believe my man will protect me. Even if you are defeated, dying with you would be my blessing.” Aini’s watery blue eyes gazed at Qin Feng’s face, as if her world consisted only of the man before her.

Qin Feng quickly untied the cloak from his back and tightly bound Aini to his arms. He gently kissed Aini’s forehead and whispered, “My little girl, close your eyes and get some sleep. When I wake you up, everything will be safe.”

“Mmm.” Aini obediently closed her eyes, snuggling closer to Qin Feng, intentionally or unintentionally shielding his chest and abdomen with her body.

Qin Feng looked at the woman’s small gesture in his arms, a touch of emotion rippling in his heart. When he looked up, all the tenderness on his face had vanished, replaced by a murderous aura.

Qin Feng didn't say anything to the red-robed elder. This pre-battle persuasion, this affected display, was utterly disgusting to him.

Suddenly, a surge of murderous intent flashed, and a knife appeared in Qin Feng's right hand.

The knife was four feet four inches long, its blade a deep red, the edge gleaming with a blood-red light, the hilt shaped like a tiger's head, and the handle spiraling. A palpable killing intent and demonic aura emanated naturally from the blade.

With the knife in hand, Qin Feng's aura suddenly became eerie, a palpable, domineering

presence spreading outwards, inspiring awe.

Master Crowdo, who had previously appeared confident and composed, now wore a grim expression, hastily casting a light-based magic shield to block the increasingly powerful waves of aura emanating from Qin Feng. As for the four high-ranking Grand Swordsmen from the Holy See behind him, they were utterly unable to withstand the onslaught and were forced to retreat several meters.

In the instant they retreated, Qin Feng moved, his trajectory unpredictable, as if he had crossed the boundaries of time and space in that instant. Reaching the high-ranking Archmage of the Holy See behind him, his longsword, devoid of any energy fluctuation, deftly sliced open the Archmage's neck under the Archmage's incredulous gaze.

At that moment, the amber in Qin Feng's hand suddenly emitted a bewitching red light, enveloping the Archmage's body, who wasn't immediately dead. Instantly, a heart-wrenching scream rang out from within the red light. The Archmage within the light aged rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In the blink of an eye, his face, originally in his forties, aged to that of a dying old man. Then his skin vanished, revealing a gaunt skeleton, and then even the skeleton disappeared into the red light, leaving only a pile of ashes. Only then did the red light reluctantly return to the blade.

"You, you are a devil! God will punish you!" Archbishop Claude pointed a trembling finger at Qin Feng.

Qin Feng scoffed. A devil? Did he expect me to simply let him tie me up and do as he pleased without resistance? What a joke! Since you want to kill me, you must be prepared to die!

Qin Feng ignored the archbishop who was still trying to say something. Taking advantage of their distraction, he swung his sword at the two high-ranking swordsmen on his right, swift and ruthless.

The two swordsmen hurriedly raised their greatswords to block Qin Feng's longsword. If it were any other opponent, even a Sword Emperor, they wouldn't dare to confront them head-on, as the greatswords were at least five or six times heavier than Qin Feng's longsword.

Unfortunately for them, their opponent was Qin Feng, a freak who had cultivated the essence of five thousand years of Chinese martial arts. And the Tiger Soul Sword also had another name, the Emperor Tiger Blood Sword—ranked fifth among the ten divine weapons of the continent, known as an indestructible divine weapon.

Chapter 106 Qin Feng vs. King Qin

"O omnipotent God of Light, you possess the virtue of illuminating the earth, you possess the merit of saving all living beings. Without you, the world would be ruled by darkness. I, Crowdo, as your most steadfast believer, beg you to grant me your supreme divine power, to transform it into a sharp blade, to destroy the evil before me, and to save the lives of all living beings! Go! Blade of Light!"

Seeing Qin Feng kill a high-ranking archmage with a single move and then attack two other high-ranking greatswordsmen, Cardinal Crowdo hurriedly unleashed an eighth-level light magic, the most powerful one he could currently cast—Blade of Light.

Light elements in the air frantically gathered above Cardinal Crowdo's head, condensing into a massive, solid light sword that slashed towards Qin Feng.

Qin Feng's Tiger Soul sword vibrated rapidly, creating numerous afterimages. The two greatswordsmen only felt a blur before their eyes, and their greatswords suddenly felt lighter.

Archbishop Crowdo's level eight light magic, the Divine Blade of Light, was about to strike Qin Feng. If he didn't dodge and insisted on killing the two great swordsmen, he could kill them, but he wouldn't be able to avoid the massive light sword that was about to hit him.

A mocking smile appeared on Qin Feng's lips. His Tiger Soul sword remained in the same direction, and he swung it even faster at the two great swordsmen who had closed their eyes and awaited death.

The terrifying scene from before repeated itself: the two high-level great swordsmen were indiscriminately drained of their essence and turned to ashes.

"Boom!" As expected, the massive light sword struck Qin Feng's back after he had killed the two high-level great swordsmen. It emitted a dazzling light, causing temporary blindness.

"Damn it! This devil is a complete madman! He actually killed three devout servants of God! May the God of Light send him to hell!" Archbishop Crowdo cursed breathlessly.

The Blade of Light had just drained nearly five-tenths of his magic power. He thought that Qin Feng, who had been struck squarely, was surely dead. After all, even a Saint-level expert would be severely injured if struck squarely by an eighth-level spell without resistance. And for someone who hadn't reached the Saint-level, there was no other possibility but death.

However, just as Archbishop Crowdo was about to go and "examine the body," a scream startled him. The Archbishop quickly looked in the direction of the scream, and what he saw horrified him even more.

The last high-ranking swordsman from the Church was enveloped in an eerie red light, his life essence visibly draining away.

This wasn't the first time this had happened; it was the phenomenon of the Tiger Soul Drinking Blood. The owner of this demonic blade was none other than Qin Feng, whom Archbishop Crowdo had declared dead. He stood before the last high-ranking swordsman, soon to be reduced to ashes, a half-smile playing on his lips as he looked at Archbishop Crowdo.

Qin Feng was in better shape than ever before. Although killing four people had expended some energy, he had received a surge of familiar energy from the Tiger Soul, which not only quickly replenished his strength but also brought him an unprecedented sense of comfort. In fact, this was the energy transformed from the life essence of those experts absorbed by the Tiger Soul, though Qin Feng was unaware of it.

"How is this possible?! I unleashed an eighth-level light-elemental attack spell! How could you still be alive and unharmed?" Archbishop Crowdo pointed at Qin Feng, trembling as he asked, completely devoid of his usual benevolent and amiable demeanor.

"I forgot to tell you, this is the Seven-Colored Divine Armor I'm wearing. It seems to be immune to magic below the forbidden spell level. Only experts at the Sword Saint level or above can penetrate its physical defense." Qin Feng, holding the Tiger Soul upside down, walked step by step towards Archbishop Crowdo.

At this moment, Archbishop Crowdo trembled like a lamb to the slaughter. When he heard Qin Feng say that his armor was immune to magic below the forbidden spell level, he had already despaired. After all, although it was said to be at the Quasi-Saint level, there was still the word "quasi" in front of it. The difference in strength was like heaven and earth. The forbidden spell was not something a mage like him could cast.

"Your Majesty, King Qin, please save me! If you save me, His Holiness the Pope will definitely thank you!" Archbishop Crowdo shouted in a direction, the direction from which Qin Feng had sensed the faint aura earlier.

"Alas, Ama's death was indeed tragic~~~~~~~" A voice with three parts majesty and seven parts domineering came from that direction.

"What happened to Yama?" Qin Feng stopped and asked in a deep voice. His previously impenetrable aura suddenly cracked.

In the instant these cracks appeared, a blood-red sword shadow followed them, attacking Qin Feng. The target was none other than Aini in Qin Feng's arms!

This sword strike came too suddenly, too quickly, so much so that Qin Feng hadn't even had time to react before it reached him. If this sword struck, Aini would definitely die.

Qin Feng gritted his teeth and suddenly lowered his body, narrowly avoiding Aini's demise. However, his left shoulder blade was exposed to the sword shadow. With a

"squeak," Qin Feng's shoulder blade was pierced through, and a violent energy surged into Qin Feng's body through the wound.

The Seven-Colored Divine Armor couldn't even withstand it for a moment before being pierced. Only a master of the Sword Saint level could do this.

Following the sword's shadow was a foot, kicking as if tearing through the void, its target still Annie in Qin Feng's arms!

"Pfft~~~~~~~" A mouthful of blood, impossible to suppress, spurted from Qin Feng's throat. Fortunately, Qin Feng remained conscious, enduring the excruciating pain, gathering his inner strength in his left leg, and kicking forward with all his might, colliding head-on with the incoming kick.

Qin Feng felt a tremendous force surge from the point of impact, his entire left leg instantly going numb. However, fortunately, Qin Feng had practiced the Chaotic Demon Body Technique taught by Hou Yi, so apart from the temporary numbness, his left leg wasn't seriously injured.

Qin Feng used the momentum to escape from the crimson sword, blood splattering from his wound.

In the first round, Qin Feng was severely injured.

The one who ambushed Qin Feng was none other than the King of Qin. At this moment, he held the crimson longsword, looking at the retreating Qin Feng with regret; clearly, he had just missed the best opportunity to kill Qin Feng. Although the King of Qin was confident he could kill Qin Feng, as the other link in the chain was about to activate, it would still take some effort.

Qin Feng endured the excruciating pain in his left shoulder blade and left foot, trying to maintain his balance, afraid of disturbing the beauty in his arms, completely unaware of the tears welling in Aini's eyes.

"Who are you?" Qin Feng asked in a deep voice.

"I am the master of this Great Qin!" the King of Qin said calmly.

"How did Yama die?" the King of Qin asked, staring into Qin Feng's eyes.

"Oh, her? Killed by your little eunuch," the King of Qin said nonchalantly, pointing to Xiao Dengzi, who was paralyzed on the ground, terrified by the scene just now.

An aura that seemed capable of annihilating everything erupted from Qin Feng's body, rushing straight towards Xiao Dengzi in the distance.

"Your Highness, I... I didn't do it willingly, I... I was forced to... I... I had no choice... Your Highness, I just wanted to... live." Xiao Dengzi's trembling voice drifted over from afar.

"Oh, right, I forgot to tell you, I had him put something in your tea, the time should be up soon!" The King of Qin's calm voice continued.

"I know," Qin Feng replied without a trace of emotion.

"You know?" This time it was the King of Qin who was stunned.

In that instant of stunned silence, Qin Feng moved.

A straight blade, without a trace of smoke, yet possessing the force of a thousand pounds, slowly slashed towards the King of Qin.

The King of Qin, who had been given the initiative, never expected that the heavily injured Qin Feng would actually launch a preemptive strike. He quickly calmed his mind, watching the slowly approaching blade.

In a battle between masters, momentum is paramount. In the first round of combat, the King of Qin was able to severely injure Qin Feng so quickly by exploiting the cracks in Qin Feng's aura.

In the second round, the tit-for-tat exchange between Qin Feng and the King of Qin was precisely their method of creating cracks in each other's auras; in this round, Qin Feng gained the upper hand.

The King of Qin held his sword horizontally in front of his chest, his expression solemn. A hazy blue light, carrying immense energy, pushed back against the incoming slash without any fancy flourishes.

When the sword and blade met, the King of Qin felt that Qin Feng's blade had no force, as if it were nothing at all.

"Not good!" the King of Qin roared angrily.

"Thank you for seeing me off!" Qin Feng's slightly mocking voice came from mid-air. It turned out that Qin Feng had borrowed the King of Qin's strength to escape from the palace, flying more than ten zhang in the blink of an eye, using the ancient Chinese martial arts movement technique—the ethereal, wave-walking step.

"Damn it! Did you poison his tea?" Enraged, Qin Wangwang's Xiao Dengzi stretched out his hand and, as if lifted by an invisible giant hand, was brought before the King of Qin. Upon closer inspection, the King of Qin discovered that Xiao Dengzi had no heartbeat; he had clearly been scared to death by Qin Feng's murderous aura.

"Useless thing!" The King of Qin roared, and the corpse in his hand suddenly burst into flames, turning into a pile of ashes.

Having escaped the palace, Qin Feng, carrying Aini, sped towards the city gates. No matter what had happened, escaping danger was the top priority!

Qin Feng let out a long howl, the sound carrying for miles. A thunderous neighing of a horse echoed outside the city, clearly Ta Xue had received Qin Feng's signal.

Five or six miles outside the Great Qin capital, in a mountain valley...

Two streams of iron, one gold and one black, were locked in a life-or-death struggle.

At the tip of the black stream, a giant clad in black lion-head armor wielded a ten-foot-long spear, moving through the Golden Lion Knights as if they were nothing. Each thrust of the spearhead claimed the life of a Golden Lion Knight; this was none other than the Angry Lion Thunder Gate.

After tossing aside the corpse of a Golden Lion Knight, Thunder Gate wiped the blood from his face and looked back. He saw that less than three hundred Yan Yun Guards remained behind him!

Chapter 107

Sudden Death Awaits A long howl came from the direction of the royal city. Thunder Gate, who had been somewhat exhausted, suddenly perked up and roared behind him in his booming voice: "Brothers, His Highness is calling us! Give it your all and let His Highness know that we, the Yan Yun Guards, are even stronger than the Golden Lion Knights! Kill~~~~" "

Kill~~~~" The three hundred Yan Yun Guards remaining behind Thunder Gate now unleashed a fighting force even stronger than before, charging towards a weak point in the Golden Lion Knights' ranks.

Qin Feng, carrying Aini, ran frantically but suddenly stopped just before reaching the west gate. The city wall was already lined with archers, his brother already drawing his bow, his target clearly Qin Feng.

Qin Feng stopped and looked up at the wall. The commander was none other than the young general who had led them into the city.

"Qin Feng, weren't you so arrogant? His Majesty predicted you'd escape through the west gate. This time, with me here, let's see where you run! Soldiers, listen to my command! Target Qin Feng! Shoot! His Majesty has decreed that whoever kills Qin Feng will be rewarded with ten thousand gold coins and granted the title of Earl!" the young general commanded from the wall.

Upon receiving the order, the archers on the wall rushed to fire arrows at Qin Feng. Immediately, arrows rained down, forcing Qin Feng, carrying Aini, to retreat several steps before escaping the barrage.

"Young Master, put me down, let's go," Aini said to Qin Feng, her eyes now open.

"Silly girl, how could you say such a thing!" Qin Feng affectionately patted Aini's head.

"But, I'll be a burden to you, young master, I don't want to!~~~~~~" Aini wanted to say something, but Qin Feng kissed her lips.

When Aini was almost suffocating, Qin Feng released her swollen lips, slapped her pert buttocks hard with his right hand, and said fiercely, "Little girl, are you still going to cause trouble?"

"I won't dare, young master, little girl won't cause trouble anymore, I'll listen to you." Aini murmured, looking at Qin Feng with her watery blue eyes.

"I didn't expect you to be such a womanizer, Qin Feng. Even on your deathbed, you still find pleasure. What a pity for such a beautiful woman. But don't worry, after you die, I will cherish her! Hahahaha~~" The handsome general upstairs looked at Qin Feng with envy and sneered.

Qin Feng embraced Aini, and the Tiger Soul in his hand vanished instantly. In its place appeared a dark longbow, golden light emanating from its ancient bow—Qin Feng's first divine weapon—the God-Slaying Bow!

Casually absorbing a stray arrow, Qin Feng endured the excruciating pain, activated the Sun-Shooting Roar Technique, closed his eyes, and slowly drew back the barely perceptible bowstring of the God-Slaying Bow.

The golden light grew increasingly dazzling as the bow was drawn wider, finally reaching its zenith when it was fully drawn, like a golden sun rising from the ground.

The archers and the handsome young general standing on the western gate's wall, blocking Qin Feng's path, felt as if a gigantic hand had gripped their necks, making even breathing difficult.

The King of Qin, rushing towards the western gate, suddenly felt a terrifying energy emanating from the west. He cried out in alarm and quickened his pace towards the western gate.

Standing beneath the west gate, Qin Feng resembled a god holding up the golden sun, bathed in golden light that made him irresistible.

Finally, Qin Feng opened his eyes, his right hand releasing the bowstring. A golden beam, invisible to the naked eye and carrying the aura of death, slammed into the magnificent west gate of the royal city.

"Boom!" The golden arrow, exceeding the limits of human vision, crashed into the imposing iron gate. The immense energy surge caused the entire gate to collapse. Soldiers on the wall plummeted from a height of over twenty zhang (approximately 63 meters) as the wall crumbled. The resulting dust cloud engulfed the entire west gate.

Simultaneously, the young general standing on the city wall felt an invisible arrow pierce through time and space, flying towards him. He tried to dodge, but no matter where he went, the arrow seemed to possess a spirit, aiming for his forehead. The world was vast, yet he found himself nowhere to hide. With nowhere to escape, he felt a surge of murderous energy enter his head, and then he lost all consciousness.

Dragons have scales that cannot be touched; touching them is fatal. For Qin Feng, his scale was his woman. The arrow that killed the young general who had insulted Aini was fired by Qin Feng using his spiritual power along with the physical arrow that had collapsed the west gate.

Qin Feng, having just collapsed the west gate, embraced Aini and was about to fly out of the city when suddenly an immense pressure crashed down on them from above.

Qin Feng, still holding Aini, dodged, barely escaping the pressure's range when a sword aura, brimming with killing intent, slashed towards their inevitable path.

Qin Feng, having exhausted his old strength and with no new power to draw, saw no way to dodge. In desperation, he channeled the last of his Azure Sky Force into the God-Slaying Bow and met the attack head-on.

"Boom!" This clash, devoid of any fancy moves, ended with Qin Feng coughing up blood and being sent flying back. After all, Qin Feng hadn't reached the Saint Rank, and was still a notch below in strength. This time, his internal organs were finally injured. The

one who ambushed Qin Feng was none other than the Qin King, who had just arrived. Seeing Qin Feng cough up blood again, the Qin King was relentless, thrusting the Blood Drinking Sword at Aini in Qin Feng's arms once more. Clearly, the Qin King had grasped Qin Feng's fatal weakness.

Just then, a series of violent hoofbeats rang out. The Qin King, who was attacking Qin Feng, was momentarily distracted upon hearing the hoofbeats, and his Blood Drinking Sword involuntarily slowed down. Qin Feng seized this moment, forcibly gathering his internal energy and using the Ethereal Wave Step to fly back ten feet, exiting the collapsed west gate and temporarily escaping the Qin King's attack range.

A white light swiftly caught the retreating Qin Feng; it was none other than Qin Feng's mount, Snowwalker!

"Your Highness!"

Qin Feng, still leaning against Snowwalker and unable to steady himself, heard Lei Men's excited voice behind him. Qin Feng turned around hastily and saw Lei Men, covered in blood, leading less than fifty Yan Yun Guards towards them. Behind them, a swarm of golden knights, like bees, were chasing after them.

"Your Highness, Lei Men and the Yan Yun Guards are here!" Lei Men shouted in his hoarse voice as he approached from his horse.

"Lei Men, how come you're being chased like homeless dogs? Didn't you praise the Yan Yun Guards to me as one of the top three knightly orders on the continent?" Qin Feng, enduring the excruciating pain all over his body, teased Lei Men.

"In a one-on-one fight, the Golden Lion Knights are no match for our Yan Yun Guards. But they have a full thirty thousand of them! We've surrounded them like dumplings. Along the way, only forty-odd brothers are left. The rest... all dead. Moreover, all the brothers from the Western Camp were killed before we even returned." Lei Men reported to Qin Feng, his expression dejected, sitting on his horse.

"It's alright, as long as you're alive, that's enough for revenge!" Qin Feng said calmly, but everyone could hear the overwhelming killing intent in his words.

"Unfortunately, you're going to die here today." The King of Qin's voice came from inside the west gate, and by the time he finished speaking, his figure had already appeared ten feet in front of Qin Feng.

Then, the Golden Lion Knights, who had been following Lei Men, took advantage of the brief moment that Qin Feng and Lei Men were talking to each other to surround all the Yan Yun Guards, including Qin Feng.

Today, it had become a situation where certain death was inevitable .

"Little girl, it seems I won't be able to stay with you anymore." Qin Feng gently stroked Aini's hair with his left hand.

"No, even if you die, I will stay with you, whether in heaven or hell. I will always be by your side. I can't live without your embrace." Aini nestled in Qin Feng's arms, gently rubbing her face against his blood-stained armor.

"Silly girl, do you think dying with me is enough?" Qin Feng lifted Aini's head and asked seriously.

Aini didn't answer, but her large, blue eyes looked at Qin Feng with unwavering determination.

"Death is simple, but living takes more courage. If you love me, then live well, live happily, live joyfully, so that I can see your happy smile whether I'm in heaven or hell, understand?" Qin Feng said gently.

"Yes." Aini nodded vigorously, but tears welled up in her beautiful eyes.

Qin Feng held Aini's trembling body tightly, as if trying to meld her into his own. He lowered his head to kiss the corner of her eye, sucking away her tears.

"Have you said enough sweet nothings? If you have, it's time to get going." King Qin stood at a distance, unusually refraining from a sneak attack, and spoke calmly.

Qin Feng raised his head and shouted at Lei Men, "Lei Men, how have I treated you?"

"Your Highness, you have treated Lei Men exceptionally well. You not only provided us with food and excellent weapons and armor, but also taught us a super powerful martial art. Most importantly, you allowed me to return to the battlefield. Lei Men will be grateful to you for the rest of my life!" Lei Men said with gratitude in his eyes.

"Then, I have a favor to ask of you: escort her safely back to the Beast Clan." Qin Feng tightened his embrace around the trembling beauty again, speaking in a low voice.

"Your Highness, you escort Madam back. Lei Men will cover the rear! These bastards are enough for Lei Men to hold out for at least ten breaths, enough time to escape!" Lei Men said urgently.

Shaking his head, Qin Feng said to Lei Men in an unquestionable tone, "This is an order!"

Qin Feng had another thing to say: the power of a Saint-level expert was beyond what a mere novice could imagine. If the King of Qin were to make a move, Lei Men might not even be able to withstand a single blow.

Qin Feng looked at Aini, who was clinging tightly to him, and sighed helplessly. He gently tapped the back of her neck, and immediately, the hands that were tightly holding him loosened their grip.

Chapter 108 Breaking Through the Emperor to Become a Saint.

Qin Feng jumped off Ta Xue's back, patted Ta Xue's big head, and said, "Ta Xue, I'm entrusting Aini to you. You must take her back to the Beastman territory, understand?"

Ta Xue snorted as if it understood human speech and nodded at Qin Feng.

Qin Feng smiled slightly, his Gods of War transformed into Tiger Soul in his hand, and walked towards the King of Qin, exuding an aura of no return.

"How can we say we have no clothes!" Lei Men roared from horseback, his eyes red.

"How can we say we have no clothes? We share the same robes! The king is raising an army! Let us prepare our

spears and shields..." Qin Feng and the remaining forty-odd Yan Yun guards roared in unison, their voices soaring to the heavens. "Whether you truly are my father or not, I am very grateful that you didn't launch a sneak attack just now," Qin Feng said, holding his sword across his chest.

"It's nothing. A dying mouse can't escape a cat's claws no matter how much it struggles," the prince replied expressionlessly, while simultaneously raising his Blood Drinking Sword and slashing it three times in the air.

Upon receiving the Qin king's order, the commander of the Golden Lion Knights, Gerdowei, bowed, swung his sword forward, and roared, "Kill!"

"Kill!" Lei Men thrust his serpent spear forward, leading the forty-odd Yan Yun guards, arranged in a annihilation formation, to protect Aini, who was strapped to Ta Xue's back by Qin Feng, and charged outwards.

Qin Feng held his sword across his chest with his right hand. At this moment, his meridians had suffered great damage from the forced exertion of his internal energy, his internal organs had been greatly shaken, and his left shoulder blade had been injured, leaving his left hand almost powerless.

King Qin raised his Blood Drinking Sword high, an aura of overwhelming power surging down upon Qin Feng. The azure battle qi, representing his Saint-level status, coalesced behind him into a ferocious dragon, its massive head, gleaming white teeth, sharp claws, and outstretched wings radiating a palpable, almost tangible, dragon's might.

Qin Feng felt as if he were facing a real dragon, struggling against the ever-increasing pressure emanating from King Qin. He felt like a rock on the shore, facing wave after wave of raging waves. Just

as Qin Feng felt he was about to collapse, a terrifying battle intent suddenly surged from his Tiger Soul Sword. An energy filled with slaughter and resentment coursed through his meridians, flooding his body with a torrent of negative emotions.

The energy around Qin Feng seemed to be manipulated, surging wildly towards him and coalescing behind him into the image of a gigantic, blood-red tiger, tens of feet tall. Its bulging eyes, protruding fangs, slightly curved claws, and predatory gaze evoked a sense of impending doom.

The blood-red tiger was nearly twice the size of the azure dragon, its overwhelming battle intent repeatedly causing those present to want to kneel.

At this moment, Qin Feng's eyes turned blood-red, his once brilliant golden hair now appearing as if washed in a pool of blood, his frenzied battle intent rising with the increase in the inexplicable power within him.

"Yaaaaaa!" A thunderous roar erupted from Qin Feng's mouth, and the Tiger Soul sword in his hand, carrying a tragic aura, slashed fiercely at the Qin King.

The heavens and earth seemed to be cleaved open by this single strike. The blood-red blade energy, carrying boundless resentment and domineering power, struck the Qin King's Blood Drinking Sword, which was now fully charged.

Everyone felt a deafening roar in their ears, and the world seemed to fall silent. The burst of energy pulverized everything within dozens of feet of the two men!

Swords clashed, the Blood Drinking Sword shattered into dust, and the King of Qin coughed up blood and flew backward.

Qin Feng, using his sword as a fulcrum, knelt and gasped for breath. His blood-red hair gradually returned to gold, and his eyes regained their clarity. However, after the inexplicable energy within him dissipated, he was utterly powerless. Even a three-year-old child could easily kill him now.

This earth-shattering duel dealt a heavy blow to the besieging Golden Lion Knights. The nearly one thousand Golden Lion Knights who had surrounded Qin Feng were reduced to ashes by the energy released in that single attack. This gave the Lei Men members who had broken through the encirclement a chance to catch their breath.

"Ye Xinghen!" Lei Men roared at the remaining twenty or so Yan Yun Guards.

"Boss Lei, I'm still alive!" A black-armored Yan Yun Guard wiped the blood from his wounds, revealing a handsome face, and replied. It was none other than the red-armored young general that Qin Feng had fought on the way to Bierdan.

"Protect the lady to the orcs! No matter what method you use, even if you die, you must get her to safety before you die! Can you do that!" Lei Men said after killing one of the Golden Lion Knights who ambushed him with his spear.

"Boss Lei, I'll cover the rear, you take the lady! I, Ye Xinghen, am not a coward!" Ye Xinghen said arrogantly after deftly deflecting the combined attack of two Golden Lion Knights with his spear, which twirled in the air.

"You idiot! His Highness's mission for us is to escort the lady safely back to the orcs, that's the most important thing! In the entire Yan Yun Guard, only you and I have received His Highness's personal instruction. Besides, you're younger than me, and your future achievements will definitely surpass mine. Do you want the secret techniques His Highness taught to be lost? Escorting the lady back alive is much more difficult than fighting to the death here. If you're a man, hurry up, otherwise even if you go to hell, I, Lei Lion, will look down on you!" Lei Men dodged a spear thrust from the shadows and swept his spear, smashing the head of the Golden Lion Knight who ambushed him to pieces.

"Yes, Boss Lei!" Ye Xinghen, his eyes red, answered in a hoarse voice as he looked at the remaining dozen or so Yan Yun Guards who were trying to shirk their duties.

Ye Xinghen climbed onto Ta Xue's back, finding that Ta Xue didn't struggle as expected. Instead, she allowed Ye Xinghen to ride on her back, which secretly relieved Lei Men and the others.

"Wind~~ Wind~~ Wind~~ Strong wind!" The last dozen or so Yan Yun Guards roared their bugles in unison, a fierce yet indifferent aura spreading outwards.

Qin Feng, kneeling and panting heavily, suddenly felt as if he were in a world of wind. The violent wind elemental winds made it difficult for him to stand. Qin Feng searched carefully and found the slightly pale-faced King Qin at the other end. At this moment, he seemed unaffected by the strong winds, walking towards Qin Feng step by step.

Saint-level domain - Wind Barrier.

Qin Feng felt the power of the wind around him growing stronger and stronger. He tried to circulate his internal energy, but found that his meridians were empty. He tried to avoid the oncoming strong winds, but found that he was completely imprisoned. He couldn't move at all.

"In my domain, I am a god. Don't bother struggling; unless you reach the Saint rank, you won't escape," King Qin said, walking up to Qin Feng.

"I forgot to tell you, I've also silenced you in my domain, so you can't speak either," King Qin said with a sinister grin.

"Alright, enough wasted time, it's time for you to go." King Qin raised his right hand, and instantly, the wind elements within his domain seemed drawn to his hand, condensing into a cyan energy sphere, growing brighter and brighter. The wind elements within the sphere grew larger, increasing in concentration, threatening to explode.

King Qin lifted Qin Feng's chin with his left hand, opening his mouth, and slowly fed the wind energy into Qin Feng's mouth with his right. Once the energy sphere was inside Qin Feng's mouth, the energy from the explosion would be enough to obliterate him completely.

Three feet… one foot… three inches… one inch…

The wind-elemental energy ball was about to be shoved into Qin Feng's mouth, but he couldn't move. A tremendous sense of defeat rose within him.

He had inherited the essence of five thousand years of ancient Chinese martial arts, possessed a Chaotic Body that was rare even once in ten thousand years, and was a multi-elemental magic talent unlike anything ever seen on the Starry Continent. Each of these three qualities was enough to make anyone envious. He had also reached the strength of a high-ranking Sword Emperor and a Magician at the age of fifteen, and had never had an opponent since his debut. Yet, when he confidently challenged a Saint-level opponent, he was utterly defeated!

Unconvinced! Could a dignified inheritor of five thousand years of ancient Chinese martial arts be unable to defeat even a Sword Saint of this world? Unbelievable! Was he, with his exceptional talent, really destined to perish here?

…

In an instant, a jumble of conflicting beliefs surged into Qin Feng's mind, causing him a splitting headache.

A tiny, stream-like stream of energy appeared within Qin Feng's previously parched meridians. This energy was so small that Qin Feng, with his splitting headache, hadn't even noticed it.

This tiny golden energy flowed slowly along Qin Feng's dried-up meridians, repairing the damaged areas wherever it passed. With each repair, the tiny golden energy seemed to grow larger, until it had circulated throughout Qin Feng's body, repairing all the meridians. The golden energy had transformed from an imperceptible stream into a vast ocean.

"Ahhhhh!"

Qin Feng roared, his head throbbing! Completely unaware that he had broken the silence rule set by the Qin King within the domain.

"Ughhhhhh!" Taking advantage of Qin Feng's open mouth, the Qin King shoved the nearly exploding energy ball in his right hand into Qin Feng's mouth, then quickly retreated.

The highly concentrated wind energy, now inside Qin Feng's body, was immediately absorbed by the golden energy and rapidly transformed into golden energy itself.

King Qin, puzzled, waited a long time before Qin Feng exploded and died.

Just then, Qin Feng, who had been clutching his head and howling, floated in mid-air, enveloped in a dazzling golden energy. A vast, ancient aura emanated from him, breaking through King Qin's domain barrier and spreading to the surrounding three regions. The primordial desolation of the world sent a chill down the spines of everyone present.

Qin Feng suddenly roared to the sky, unleashing an aura no less powerful than King Qin's.

He had finally broken through the Emperor's barrier and become a Saint.

Chapter 109: Peerless General

King Qin dispersed his domain barrier, looking at Qin Feng with a complex expression. He couldn't believe that someone on the verge of death could break through and become a Saint-level expert.

Qin Feng, a man who reached the Sword Saint level at the age of fifteen, regardless of his future, his name would forever be remembered as a name that inspired envy and admiration in countless martial artists.

Floating in mid-air, Qin Feng opened his eyes, his gaze sweeping across the surrounding crowd like lightning. Whether it was the few remaining Yan Yun Guards or the opposing Golden Lion Knights, their eyes were filled with respect as they looked at him.

Qin Feng felt the changes in his body and couldn't help but feel a surge of joy. This breakthrough was mainly in the Azure Sky Technique, advancing from the fifth level to the sixth. According to the Martial Classic, Qin Feng could now begin to truly cultivate the three ultimate techniques recorded in the Azure Sky Technique, which encapsulated the essence of five thousand years of Chinese martial arts: the World-Destroying Heaven-Shattering Fist, the Netherworld Devouring God Technique, and the Chaotic Sky Path. Qin Feng

calmly looked at the King of Qin, an boundless fighting spirit surging within him. He sheathed the Tiger Soul Sword in his hand and said to the King of Qin, "Since you have no suitable weapon, then let's fight bare-handed."

The already injured King of Qin struggled to calm the restless energy within him, and an aura belonging to a Saint-level expert suddenly erupted.

The clouds on the horizon seemed to burn, turning crimson, as if cheering for the upcoming ultimate showdown.

At this moment, only three members of the Yan Yun Guard remained alive, and they had finally broken through to the edge of the Golden Lion Knights. If they could just break through the blockade of these fifty-odd men, they would succeed.

Lei Men took the lead, his serpent spear seemingly possessed, piercing through the bodies of the Golden Lion Knights, sending up sprays of blood as he carved a bloody path.

However, Lei Men was only human; after resting for almost a day, he and his horse were exhausted. Finally, a venomous spear shadow pierced from an angle Lei Men couldn't see. By the time Lei Men reacted, it was only two feet away, too late to dodge.

Suddenly, a dark figure leaped up, blocking Lei Men's path—

"Thud!"—the spear shadow pierced a gaping hole.

"Ahhh!" Lei Men roared. His serpent spear, like a swift arrow, lifted the attacker before he could react, slamming him to the ground where he was trampled into a bloody pulp by the pursuing horses.

"Second Brother!" Lei Men caught the dark figure who had taken the bullet for him.

"Boss, I'm not going to make it. I can finally go see Third Brother and Fifth Brother, and maybe even have a bet with them. Cough cough, Boss, I can't escort Madam. The rest is up to you and Wuhen. You must, you absolutely must escort Madam out safely. Don't, don't disgrace us, the Yan Yun Guards..." Xu Lao Er's voice trailed off in Lei Men's arms, until finally his head lolled to the side and he fell silent.

"Second Brother! Second Brother!" Lei Men's leopard-like eyes seemed to bulge out of their sockets. He placed Xu Lao Er's body in front of his saddle, twisted his serpent spear, knocked away the attacking spear, and then the spear traced a crescent-shaped trajectory, cleaving the Siming Golden Lion Knight in two at the waist.

Behind Qin Feng, who was confronting the King of Qin, a golden cloud appeared, and a golden lotus platform was faintly visible beneath his feet. Qin Feng, standing on the lotus platform, had a fierce expression and looked extremely angry.

Acala, also known as the Unfathomable One or the Unmoving One, is one of the three principal deities in folk Buddhist statues, alongside Avalokiteshvara and Ksitigarbha. Acala is the command wheel manifestation of Vairocana Buddha, appearing in an wrathful form to subdue demons, and is also an embodiment of the mind of all Buddhas. His form is a transformation for those who are stubborn, deluded, and obscured by demonic obstacles, to awaken them and frighten away demonic hindrances.

Among the five great wrathful deities manifested by the Five Dhyani Buddhas, Acala is the foremost. His vow is: "Those who see my form will generate Bodhicitta. Those who hear my name will abandon evil and cultivate good. Those who hear my Dharma will gain great wisdom. Those who know my mind will attain Buddhahood in this very life." He possesses immense power, and both Han Chinese Buddhism and Tibetan Buddhism emphasize the practice of this deity's teachings. He is also known as the Greatly Powerful Acala or the Eternal Vajra.

At this moment, Qin Feng was like a black hole, absorbing all the energy floating in the world within a ten-mile radius and condensing it into a nearly hundred-zhang-tall golden statue of the Immovable King, which slashed towards the Qin King with the might of heaven and earth. This was

the ancient Chinese martial art—the Immovable King Slash.

The Qin King was stunned by the colossal creature before him. Facing something even more terrifying than a prehistoric beast, even with his Saint-level strength, his face turned deathly pale, and panic appeared on his usually composed face for the first time.

At the edge of the Golden Lion Knights' encirclement, Lei Men and Ye Xinghen finally broke through the last rank of Golden Lion Knights' defenses.

Lei Men swung his spear in a 360-degree sweep, forcing the Golden Lion Knights who were tightly holding them back several feet.

"Go!" Lei Men shouted to Ye Xinghen behind him.

Before Ye Xinghen could even rein in his horse, Ta Xue leaped into the air, covering a distance of eight or nine zhang, landing steadily outside the Golden Lion Knights' encirclement.

Lei Men laughed loudly, his eighteen-foot spear piercing the hearts of the three Golden Lion Knights from three incredible angles, before their incredulous eyes.

Then, Lei Men pulled on the reins, causing his horse to rear up, turning to face the pursuing Golden Lion Knights. He glared angrily at Ye Xinghen, who was still standing, and roared, "Why aren't you leaving? Are you going to let our three thousand brothers die in vain? Do you have any respect for His Highness?"

Ye Xinghen gritted his teeth, spurred his horse, and forced back tears as he galloped away.

Lei Men, one hand on the reins, the other brandishing his spear, glared at the approaching Golden Lion Knights and shouted,

"Hey, the wrathful lion Lei Men is here! Who dares to fight me?!"

His voice carried for half a mile, clearly audible throughout the battlefield.

The Golden Lion Knights at the front all stopped, looking left and right, none daring to step forward. Clearly, they had all witnessed Raimen's flanking maneuvering through the Golden Lion Knights' encirclement with unparalleled skill. Faced with such a valiant general, they couldn't help but feel a chill.

Now, Raimen was exhausted, his armor tattered, and he was at his last gasp. Yet, he had single-handedly halted the advance of over 20,000 Golden Lion Knights.

"Hahaha~~" Raimen, mounted on his horse, pointed his spear at the halted Golden Lion Knights and laughed arrogantly, humiliating them so much that they couldn't lift their heads, yet dared not advance.

At the center of the Golden Lion Knights' formation, Grand Master Gerdo looked at his former comrade with a complex mix of admiration and jealousy. His expression was complicated as he gave the order: "All troops, charge forward! Whoever slays Lei Men will be granted a first-class earlship and a reward of 100,000 gold coins! Furthermore, Lei Men's physical body must be preserved intact; otherwise, death is the only option!" The

previously hesitant Golden Lion Knights, upon receiving the order, formed a neat charging formation and charged towards Lei Men.

Unexpectedly, Lei Men also launched a charge, charging alone against over 20,000 men! Yet, it didn't seem comical at all. The fierce aura emanating from that man and his horse was actually evenly matched with the aura of the Golden Lion Knights!

Even the most formidable generals were no match for him.

Finally, that steel-like black shadow collided with that dazzling golden shadow!

Suddenly, a strange phenomenon occurred—

Lei Men's horse, exhausted from a day of fighting, could no longer sustain itself, let out a mournful cry, and collapsed to the ground. Lei Men landed with a somersault, but before he could regain his footing, three spears thrust at him. He used his battle aura to forcefully block the attack with his spear, using the momentum to retreat ten steps. Just as he regained his footing, the Golden Lion Knights charged forward again.

Suddenly, a loud shout rang out—

"Heng Hou Killing Spear Technique—Breaking Army!"

The charging Golden Lion Knights felt as if a gigantic spear, over ten zhang long, had suddenly appeared before them, piercing through the entire Golden Lion Knight ranks like an arrow. Every knight in that line was riddled with gaping holes.

Lei Men, who had unleashed the Heng Hou Killing Spear Technique with all his might, was now completely exhausted. His vision blurred, and suddenly a sharp pain shot through his left chest. As if pierced by something, the pain brought Lei Men back to his senses. With his last ounce of strength, he swung his spear forward, sending a horrified head flying into the air.

The surrounding Golden Lion Knights all reined in their horses, fearing they would suffer the same fate as their comrades.

"Bury him properly," Gerdor commanded sadly, looking at his former comrade who, even in death, kept his eyes wide open, his spear planted firmly on the ground, refusing to retreat an inch. A peerless

general had met

his end here. At the same time, the Qin King, who had transformed into the Immovable King's golden body in mid-air and was about to slash at him, suddenly felt a splitting headache, as if his head was about to explode. He crashed heavily to the ground, and the Immovable King's golden body he had formed instantly dissipated. The energy of heaven and earth that constituted the golden body, suddenly freed from restraint, became violent.

Although the attacked Qin King avoided being shattered to pieces, the energy rushing towards him still caused him to cough up another mouthful of blood.

However, he burst into laughter: "Haha, it worked! The Spirit-Extinguishing Pill finally worked! Hahaha~~ I didn't expect that little eunuch to actually succeed, hahaha~~"

Just as King Qin stepped forward to capture Qin Feng, a blazing light sword imbued with holy aura suddenly slashed towards him. If King Qin hadn't been injured, he would never have taken this eighth-element light magic seriously, but now that he was injured, he had no choice but to dodge to the side.

Chapter 110 Rescue

"Archbishop Crowdo, what do you mean by this?" King Qin roared at the cardinal Crowdo who had attacked him earlier.

"Your Majesty, don't forget, you promised to hand Qin Feng over to our Holy See for training. Moreover, this Spirit-Extinguishing Pill was given to you by our Holy See." Archbishop Crowdo said with a benevolent expression.

"Damn it!" King Qin gritted his teeth in anger! But he couldn't do anything to Archbishop Crowdo, after all, he was now quite injured, and facing a quasi-saint level expert, even if he could kill him, he would have to pay a considerable price.

However, the situation was developing in Qin Wang's favor, as the Golden Lion Knights had annihilated the Yan Yun Guard and were beginning their retreat.

Archbishop Crowdo was secretly anxious, and just as he was preparing to take a risky action, Qin Wang moved, instantly appearing beside the unconscious Qin Feng on the ground.

Archbishop Crowdo was in a panic, preparing to cast a level seven spell at Qin Wang. Unexpectedly, Qin Wang smiled slyly, lifting Qin Feng and using him as a shield.

Archbishop Crowdo was shocked and quickly controlled the spell to move it closer to Qin Wang.

Just as Qin Wang triumphantly grabbed Qin Feng, suddenly two flames powerful enough to melt metal attacked Qin Wang from behind, targeting his right hand that held Qin Feng and the spot where he had been standing.

Startled, the King of Qin reluctantly released Qin Feng and retreated to the side.

A gigantic phoenix, over ten meters tall and composed of raging flames, flew from behind him. It grabbed Qin Feng with its claws, flapped its wings, and soared into the air.

In the blink of an eye, before the stunned crowd could react, the fire phoenix had already escaped a mile away,

leaving the King of Qin on the verge of being carried away and the trembling Archbishop Claude.

The King of Qin, revealing his ruthless nature, took a deep breath and commanded, "Issue a general warrant throughout the Qin Dynasty for the arrest of Qin Feng and Catherine Phoenix. Blockade all ships and carriages heading south. Strengthen surveillance in all counties, cities, and towns along the route. Anyone who disobeys will be executed without mercy!"

"Yes, sir!"

Qin Feng groggily opened his eyes. He found himself lying on a bed.

"You're awake," a familiar voice said. A tall, slender young woman approached, her curly hair more lustrous than gold, her delicate eyebrows, her emerald eyes tinged with shyness, her nose pert, and her lips full. It was none other than Karin, whom he had rescued the day before.

"Thank you so much, Miss Karin, for saving my life!" Qin Feng said, looking at the girl.

"My name is Karin, not Catherine… How did you guess my identity?" Karin wanted to explain, but seeing the all-knowing smile on Qin Feng's face, she finally gave up and asked.

"When I was healing you, I discovered the Fire Phoenix Battle Qi within you, plus that phoenix tattoo on your back…" Qin Feng explained, but when he mentioned the tattoo on Catherine's back, seeing her blushing face, he realized he seemed to have… well, you know.

A silence fell over the room.

"This is a merchant ship bound for Kavanagh. You've been unconscious for three days. King Qin has issued warrants for our arrest, blocked all routes south, and strengthened checks on all vehicles and ships nationwide," Catherine broke the silence.

"So what are your plans?" Qin Feng asked.

"First, I'll go to Kavana, then head south. Once I get to southern Kavana, I'll return to Vermilion Bird City. What about you?" Catherine countered.

"Me? I don't know." A hint of confusion flashed in Qin Feng's eyes. Since arriving in this world, Qin Feng had been staying in the Great Qin Dynasty, except for this trip to western Bildan. He hadn't been anywhere else. Now, he suddenly realized he couldn't stay in the royal city anymore, like a weed that had suddenly lost its roots, with nowhere to go.

Suddenly, Qin Feng thought of Aini. He wondered if she had safely reached the Beastmen. He seemed to have seen Taxue break through the encirclement before he fainted. Thinking of Aini, Qin Feng couldn't sit still.

"I want to go to the Beastmen," Qin Feng said.

"Want to see your little lover? Sure, but the problem is that King Qin has now sealed off the entire Bildan. If you go, just wait to be caught," Catherine said, pursing her lips.

"Isn't there any other way?" Qin Feng asked, frowning.

“Yes, of course there are. And more than one!” Catherine raised an eyebrow.

“Oh, tell me about it.” Qin Feng was overjoyed, completely oblivious to the teasing in Catherine’s tone.

“The first one is from Kavana, through Fenglan, into Fatil, then across the Ten Thousand Mountains, and you can enter the territory of the Beastmen.”

“Across the Ten Thousand Mountains? Uh. Then let’s see the next one.” Qin Feng said, somewhat disheartened.

The Ten Thousand Mountains, also known as the Ten Million Mountains, is the dividing line between Beastmen and Human societies, splitting the entire continent into east and west. No one knows how high it is, and no one has ever crossed this mountain range. Not only are there countless magical beasts, but also some ancient races living there.

According to historical records, many outstanding experts in history have gone to explore it, but very few have ever returned alive.

Although Qin Feng was confident, he was not arrogant enough to believe that he could conquer this legendary land of death.

"The second route is relatively easier, but more troublesome. From Kavanagh, through Fenglan... (these three characters are unclear; if anyone knows, please correct them for me), then through the Papal Kingdom, across the Redstone Kingdom, and then through the Mayan Wasteland, you'll reach the Beastman's territory." Catherine finished in one breath, completely ignoring Qin Feng's dumbfounded expression.

"Uh... this... doesn't that mean we'd have to go almost all the way around the continent? Is there any other way?" Qin Feng stammered.

"Sorry, I only know three routes." Catherine shrugged, shattering Qin Feng's hopes.

Qin Feng was silent for a moment. He asked Catherine, "What about the Elf Forest?"

"The Elf Forest is deep in the mountains. Unless you have an elven guide, you won't find it." Catherine's words shattered Qin Feng's last hope.

Qin Feng stopped speaking, just staring blankly at the floor.

"Actually, you can come back to Vermilion Bird City with me. Then I'll send someone to take you to the Beastman's territory." Seeing Qin Feng's state, Catherine couldn't help but say.

"It's alright, we'll see when the time comes," Qin Feng said with a faint smile, raising his head. After all, he was now a Saint-level expert; what was there to be afraid of? Although this Saint-level was different from the Saint-level on this continent, in terms of combat power, he was indeed a Saint-level expert.

"Well, you haven't eaten for three days, you must be hungry. Eat this. I don't have any money on me, this is all I have to go through," Catherine said, taking out some dry rations and handing them to Qin Feng.

"Thank you!" Qin Feng took them, didn't even open them, and stuffed them into his mouth. He hadn't eaten for three days, and his stomach was quite hungry.

Three days later.

The ship Qin Feng and Catherine were on had reached the border checkpoint between the Great Qin and Kavanagh—Riwa.

"We're almost at Kavanagh. After we pass this checkpoint, we'll be much safer," Catherine said, pointing to the checkpoint outside the ship's window.

"Yes. I'll have to have a good meal when we get to Kavanagh! I've been eating dry rations for the past few days, my tongue is almost useless," Qin Feng said, smacking his lips.

"You have money?" Catherine scoffed.

"Uh, this... I don't know what it is?" Qin Feng produced a purple card as if by magic.

"Amethyst Card? How come you have one?" Catherine asked in surprise.

"Nothing, I just accidentally brought an extra one with me." Qin Feng shrugged, unconcerned.

"Great! You have to come shopping with me! Hehe, finally I can go shopping happily." Catherine smiled sweetly at Qin Feng.

That smile was like the thawing of a millennium-old iceberg, instantly captivating Qin Feng.

"You look so beautiful when you smile." A fleeting look of confusion crossed Qin Feng's eyes. After all, he was a Saint-level expert, and both his martial arts and willpower had greatly improved.

"Compared to which of your little lovers?" Catherine teased, a blush spreading across her fair face, a hint of allure flashing in her emerald eyes.

If anyone from the Vermilion Bird Legion were here and saw Catherine like this, their jaws would drop. It's unbelievable that the Sword Empress, known as the "Blazing Phoenix," the eldest daughter of the Phoenix family, and the female general of the Vermilion Bird Legion, would display such a girlish side!

"Summer lotus and autumn chrysanthemum, each has its own merits," Qin Feng said with a smile, completely unmoved by Catherine's allure. What a joke! Qin Feng had even seen the most seductive fox spirit, Aini, so how could he be tempted by Catherine's unintentional display of charm? "You pass," Catherine said, subtly sticking out her little tongue. At this moment, Catherine showed none of the heroic spirit she displayed on the battlefield; she was completely like a young girl in love.

Just then, Qin Feng suddenly felt like he was being watched. He silently scanned his surroundings with his divine sense and found nothing but the boat they were on.

"Not good! Run!" Qin Feng grabbed Catherine's left hand and, without a word, leaped out of the boat window.

Using his Dragon Soaring Through the World technique, Qin Feng moved like a dragon, skimming across the water with Catherine. After about forty feet away, the boat behind them suddenly burst into flames.

Fueled by the wind, the fire engulfed the entire vessel.

Before Catherine could even express her gratitude, Qin Feng, still holding her, abruptly stopped his forward momentum. Turning his head, he saw a towering wall of water, several feet high, suddenly rise from the river surface a foot ahead. Luckily, Qin Feng had stopped in time; otherwise, crashing into it would have left him seeing stars.

"Master Hardman, how have you been?" Qin Feng said, stabilizing himself in mid-air and turning eastward.

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