Ancient Dragon Elephant Technique
Chapter 442 - 3 The Gigantic Omen

Chapter 442 -3 The Gigantic Omen

Cultivators’ conflicts are full of deception, life-and-death battles.

The weaker party has nowhere to die.

“Quick, hide behind me.”

Lin Feng said in a deep voice, pulling Ziyuan behind him. He summoned the Black Dragon Sword and slashed toward the incoming arrows.

Clang clang clang…

A series of forceful, clanging collisions echoed.

The arrows fired at them were felled by Lin Feng.

The others quickly summoned their weapons to defend against the incoming arrows.

Pfft!

Suddenly, the sound of flesh being pierced rang out.

“Ah!” A chilling scream followed.

Fan Lingfeng was hit by an arrow, pierced through his left chest, the arrow passing instantly through his body.

Swoosh…

Another arrow fired, aiming for Fan Lingfeng’s head.

Lin Feng’s face slightly changed, and he quickly swung his battle sword, cleaving the arrow targeting Fan Lingfeng’s head.

“The restriction, activate…”

At that moment, Daoist Xuan Cheng shouted loudly, activating the protective array on the boat.

Buzz!

A violent fluctuation swept out, and an energy shield appeared, enveloping the entire boat within it.

At this time, the minions of the Life-stealing Scholar fired volleys of arrows again, but all were blocked by the restriction activated by Daoist Xuan Cheng.

“Swoosh.”

The boat quickly plunged into the thick fog and disappeared without a trace.

“Chase.”

The Life-stealing Scholar gestured to follow the boat carrying Lin Feng and the others, but the heavy fog blanketed the Mist Magnetic Lake, reducing visibility, making it impossible to track down Lin Feng and the others.

“I don’t want to die, save me.”

Fan Lingfeng looked at everyone with a pleading gaze.

“Cousin, he’s so pitiful, please save him,” Ziyuan said softly, her kindness showing.

Lin Feng nodded, crouched down, and looked at the magic arrow that had pierced through Fan Lingfeng’s chest. His expression turned solemn, knowing that the magic arrow must first be removed before attempting to both stop the bleeding and heal the wound; if one tried to treat him without removing the arrow first, it would cause massive bleeding again once it was taken out.

Grandma Tianji glanced at the wounded Fan Lingfeng and said, “The magic arrow has shattered his heart, he can’t be saved.”

As Grandma Tianji’s words fell, Fan Lingfeng’s body convulsed violently a few times, then completely stopped breathing.

Lin Feng’s face was extremely gloomy, and he looked coldly at Daoist Xuan Cheng, saying in a heavy tone, “Taoist, don’t you think you owe us a reasonable explanation?”

Lei Ming also had a grim expression as he said, “You deceived us, claiming to guide us across the Mist Magnetic Lake, when in fact you were leading us in search of some Golden Flame Fruit. Were you trying to make us your cannon fodder?”

The usually silent middle-aged female cultivator, Han Yan, let her cold gaze fall on Sun Buping. In a chilling tone, she said, “Sun Buping, we have known each other for ten years, I didn’t expect you to be so treacherous, deceiving even those you know well.”

Sun Buping’s voice suddenly became stern as he spoke, “Han Yan, words cannot be carelessly thrown around. When have I ever deceived you? It’s true that Daoist Xuan Cheng intends to lead everyone across Mist Magnetic Lake. It’s just that, before crossing the lake, we must first search for the Golden Flame Fruit.”

Upon hearing Sun Buping’s words, the faces of the crowd turned even uglier. Sun Buping was shameless to the extreme, actually having the nerve to fob off everyone with such a clumsy excuse.

The gaunt old man Zhao Zhonglun spoke in a sinster tone, “Anyone who has objections to this matter can jump ship right now. After all, no one is stopping you.”

Upon hearing Zhao Zhonglun’s statement, Lin Feng and the others chose to remain silent at the same time.

It appeared that Zhao Zhonglun was also in league with Daoist Xuan Cheng and Sun Buping.

Lin Feng, Lei Ming, and Han Yan exchanged a look secretly.

A cold light flashed in Lei Ming’s eyes as if he wanted to take a chance.

For Lei Ming believed that with Daoist Xuan Cheng, Sun Buping, and Zhao Zhonglun on one side, and the four of them, including Grandma Tianji, on the other, the outcome of this battle was uncertain. Han Yan hesitated, but Lin Feng shook his head.

If he were alone here, he might, like Lei Ming, be prepared to fight a desperate battle with Daoist Xuan Cheng and the others for control of the boat.

But Ziyuan was with Lin Feng.

Ziyuan had hardly any cultivation.

Once a fight broke out, the opponents would only need a single blow to take Ziyuan’s life, and Lin Feng would definitely not have a fight to the death with Daoist Xuan Cheng and the others.

He shook his head slightly. Lei Ming, seeing this, became quietly anxious and ultimately could only sigh.

Daoist Xuan Cheng spoke sinisterly, “It seems that some people have had some other thoughts. But I must advise this donor, it would be best not to harbor any crooked thoughts, for, if you dare, there is only one path to death.”

As his voice fell, an extremely terrifying aura emanated from Daoist Xuan Cheng’s body.

“Martial King Realm Tenth Level.”

A look of shock appeared in Lei Ming’s eyes.

Lin Feng’s expression also grew very grave. Daoist Xuan Cheng’s cultivation was too terrifying, something they could not contend with. Lei Ming’s cultivation was roughly at the Fifth Level of the Martial King Realm, and Han Yan’s level was about the same, while Grandma Tianji had her eyes closed, not communicating with anyone, apparently having no intention of dealing with Daoist Xuan Cheng.

What’s more, the opponents were not just Daoist Xuan Cheng alone; there were also Sun Buping and Zhao Zhonglun.

Therefore, if a battle indeed arose, Lin Feng and his companions would undoubtedly perish.

At this moment, Sun Buping spoke with a smile, “Actually, there’s no need for everybody to be so tense. The Golden Flame Fruit is a legendary Spirit Fruit mentioned in tales, a fruit that can greatly enhance a cultivator’s chances of stepping into the Yin Yang Realm. If we manage to find the Golden Flame Fruit, everyone will get a share. This is a win-win situation.”

Although the Golden Flame Fruit was indeed one of the Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures that countless people crazed over, it had always been a treasure of legend. Moreover, Daoist Xuan Cheng had clearly failed many times already in his search. Now, coming to look for the Golden Flame Fruit again, Lin Feng and others naturally did not believe that Daoist Xuan Cheng and his group would succeed.

And in times of danger, Daoist Xuan Cheng would certainly use them as shields.

However, due to the pressing situation, Lin Feng and the others had to temporarily endure.

“Alright, then let’s search for the Golden Flame Fruit together. But you better keep your promise. After finding the Golden Flame Fruit, it must also include our share, and you shall safely take us to the other shore of Mist Magnetic Lake. Otherwise, we will all go down together.”

Lei Ming said through clenched teeth.

“That goes without saying, we have always been men of our word.” Daoist Xuan Cheng nodded.

The small boat continued towards the depths, but before long, they felt a cold and terrifying aura enveloping them.

This aura gave everyone the creeps.

“No good, something horrifying must have set its sights on us,” Lin Feng said in a grave voice.

“Look, what is that?” Han Yan suddenly pointed into the distance.

Amidst the churning fog, two bright moons rose, and it was from there that the terrifying aura spread.

As they looked carefully, everyone’s expressions turned to extreme horror. Those were not moons at all; they were the eyes of a Fierce Beast.