Otherworld Advance Team
Chapter 1464 - 1457: The Sword Takes a Deviant Path

Chapter 1464: Chapter 1457: The Sword Takes a Deviant Path

Just after sending Liseya away to search for the target, Cheng Ziang stumbled and fell due to the darkness. Liseya cared deeply for him and immediately manifested herself before him.

"Don’t mind me, continue the search, we must find that person from the Ghost Race!" Cheng Ziang rubbed his bruised knee, gritting his teeth as he spoke.

Faced with Cheng Ziang’s stubbornness, Liseya had no choice but to comply. She reluctantly gazed at Cheng Ziang, her luminous spirit body vanishing into the night once more.

In fact, Liseya’s sudden appearances and disappearances troubled Cheng Ziang. His eyes had just adapted to the pitch-black environment, but due to a tumble, Liseya appeared again, forcing him to look directly at the light.

After Liseya left, Cheng Ziang began to slow down, staggering as he pursued. Gradually adjusting to the darkness, he discovered that the depths of the dense forest were not as dark as he had imagined. Moonlight penetrated through the dense foliage, creating mottled reflections on the ground.

The biggest trouble and hindrance in the woods were various vines and bushes, which severely impeded Cheng Ziang’s pursuit.

Fortunately, these Faceless attackers had left several paths in the forest; by following these paths, he could largely avoid the obstruction of the vines and bushes.

His long sword in hand now served as a machete, as he continuously swung it to clear the way. Under the sharpness of the Kedal metal, nothing could stop Cheng Ziang’s progress—not even tree trunks as thick as bowls, which he could easily chop through.

Feng’s speed was even faster. Thanks to her superior perception and mobility, she quickly pulled a considerable distance from Cheng Ziang, only Liseya could catch up with her.

It was somewhat embarrassing to say, although Feng did not come from a formal academy, she was the first in the Advance Team to proficiently master the high mobility device. The rest of the Advance Team only superficially touched upon the high mobility device, while Feng had mastered it to a state of perfection.

Her mobility was already strong and, after being augmented by the high mobility device, it reached levels incomprehensible to ordinary people. For this reason, in previous battles, several cultivators from Kyushu mistook her to belong to the Ba Path of the Yanxing Sect, when in fact, Feng adhered strictly to the Royal Dao style.

With her high mobility, the obstacles of the jungle seemed trivial. She quickly locked onto several fleeing Faceless and eliminated them all.

The Faceless entering the jungle were not as panicked as imagined; once inside, their pace slowed, and they were always alert to movements behind them, ready to counter-attack at any moment.

These Faceless clearly knew the jungle was their turf. Since the Summoning the Immortal Ceremony for the Ghost Race could not be pursued too far, they appeared fearless in the woods. But this time they were extremely unlucky, as the one chasing them was not an ordinary person, but a powerful master of the Royal Dao.

Accompanied by screams one after another, all the Faceless were slain by Feng. In the jungle, Feng was uninhibited and unusually ruthless, virtually slashing through her enemies with each swing of her blade.

Faceless attempting to counter was killed by Feng, the scene a bloody mess. Witnessing this massacre, the remaining Faceless abandoned any illusion of countering and continued to flee.

After chasing for several meters, suddenly, Feng heard heart-wrenching screams from a distance, accompanied by dazzling light that momentarily illuminated the jungle.

Feng understood this was Liseya signaling her because their purpose for entering the jungle was clear—to find that abducted Ghost Race girl, not to pursue these Faceless.

Seeing the light, Feng immediately sprinted forward. Leveraging her own mobility and the extra boost from the high mobility device, she leaped over a distance of several meters in just two steps, arriving directly at the scene.

This was a relatively open clearing where three Faceless were present. Two guarded the front, while another tightly held a frail Ghost Race girl. Opposite them was the fierce form of Liseya.

She gathered a massive amount of magic, making her head appear unusually bright, even illuminating the area within ten meters around her. Under her intimidation, the Faceless froze, staring at her in horror, unable to move a step.

However, Feng didn’t care about that much; once she found her target, she immediately took action.

Because there were hostages, she did not use her magic combat skills this time, but instead relied on her exquisite swordsmanship, proactively attacking the three Faceless.

Since none of them noticed her, Feng, in just one encounter, directly chopped off the burly arm of the Faceless holding the girl from the Ghost Race. The instant the girl and the arm fell to the ground, the blood from the Faceless filled her mask.

Following that, Feng raised her leg and kicked the armless Faceless, then steadied herself in a horse stance, striking left and right at the two Faceless whose backs were turned to her. The sharp blade instantly severed the spines of the two, and they only felt a severe pain in their backs before their bodies uncontrollably fell down.

After dealing with the three, Feng didn’t stop but continued her strikes. Only after ensuring that all the Faceless were breathless did she finally stop and began to shake the blood off her blade.

Liseya was flying in mid-air, moving around the fallen girl from the Ghost Race, emitting whining sounds, trying to attract Feng’s attention.

Upon seeing her movements, Feng was momentarily stunned then quickly went to check. Unaware before, but upon inspecting it, she was greatly frightened; the girl had fallen face-up, and the thick blood between her face and mask made it impossible for her to breathe. By the time Feng found her, her breathing was already very weak.

If the girl died like this, the mission would definitely fail. So, Feng did not hesitate, directly tearing off the girl’s mask, then took out a water bottle to clean the blood off her face.

Feng had never received formal first-aid training, so she appeared helpless and flustered for the first time while dealing with the girl.

At this moment, a rustling noise came hurriedly from the jungle, and Cheng Ziang rushed out to the clearing, panting heavily. Upon seeing Feng’s posture, he couldn’t help but ask: "What are you doing?"

"She’s dying..." Feng replied with tears in her eyes, turning back shakily.

"Let me see..." As Cheng Ziang took two steps forward, he saw the face of the girl from the Ghost Race. Recalling Zisu’s admonitions, he hesitated briefly but finally gritted his teeth and approached.

He stepped forward, picked up the girl, clutched her belly with both hands, then kept tightening the squeeze. Under his handling, the girl suddenly coughed harshly, spitting out clumps of blood, and her breathing intensified as if reborn.

Seeing the girl’s condition improve, Cheng Ziang breathed a sigh of relief, then laid her down on the ground, cautioning Feng: "Keep an eye on her, don’t let her get into trouble again, I better adhere to the principle of ’no interference’."

"Okay." Feng sniffed, nodding vigorously.

Cheng Ziang inhaled deeply, took a few steps away with his back to them, then gestured for Liseya to come over. Once Liseya arrived near him, Cheng Ziang turned back to glance at Feng and the girl, then whispered to Liseya: "Please gently extract her memories, I want to learn the language of the Ghost Race as soon as possible."

Hearing Cheng Ziang’s request, Liseya tilted her head and stared at him. Eventually, she soared into the sky, her figure gradually fading. Shortly thereafter, the girl from the other side screamed in terror, then woke up from her dazed state.

Soul invasion is extremely unpleasant, especially without preparation. Cheng Ziang certainly knew this, but he still needed to act on this girl.

The main reason he wanted to quickly acquire the language of the Ghost Race stemmed from his inner unease. On Aximiya Island, apart from Zisu, they could hardly find any direct means of communicating with the people of the Ghost Race.

In other words, they could only believe whatever Zisu translated, not knowing whether the Ghost Race people were telling the truth. Under these circumstances, their channel for obtaining information was completely monopolized by Zisu.

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