Urban Supreme Medical Saint
Chapter 1656 - 1652: My Own Path, I Walk It! (Second Update)

Chapter 1656: Chapter 1652: My Own Path, I Walk It! (Second Update)

"If I’m not mistaken, the dungeon outside should now be surrounded by countless disciples of the Dark Poison Sect."

Ren Feifan’s ice-cold voice fell, and Lin Zhen’s entire face changed!

He never expected that his seemingly flawless plan would be completely shattered in front of this devil.

His face turned pale as waves of pain assaulted him, the agony seemingly deepening. He appeared to have aged over a dozen years.

After a long while, he lifted his head weakly and looked towards the cold-eyed Ren Feifan, saying, "I want to know, when did you discover this?"

Ren Feifan chuckled coldly and explained, "There is a science in the secular world called micro-expressions. When people lie, their facial expressions will betray them, and the conversation between you and your son had already completely changed when that so-called Elder Qiu’s name appeared. Your micro-expressions sold you out, I reckon, there probably isn’t an Elder Qiu in your Dark Poison Sect at all."

With that said, Ren Feifan’s sword already penetrated a few inches into Lin Zhen’s body!

Lin Zhen, upon hearing these words, was both shocked and relieved.

He would have never thought that this overwhelmingly powerful person actually came from the secular world, which, despite its vast territory and scarce Spiritual Energy, was not considered by them to be a place where true masters could emerge!

Now, it seemed, he was terribly mistaken.

If the person in front of him wasn’t considered a master, then who could be?

Ren Feifan didn’t want to waste any more words with Lin Zhen and delivered a sword strike to his forehead, knocking him out instantly.

This man could still be killed, perhaps he could even be used as a hostage later.

Having finished with all this, Ren Feifan proceeded straight towards the dark end, tightly gripping the Ancient Dust Sword and watching his surroundings vigilantly.

Finally, at the end of the darkness, Ren Feifan found Zheng Xipo.

Zheng Xipo was covered in whip wounds, bleeding profusely, chained and completely unconscious!

"Damn it!"

The kid had been deceiving him from the start!

Unscathed? So much for being ’unscathed’.

Ren Feifan was furiously shaking inside, but he stopped dwelling on it, concentrating True Qi in his hand, and unleashing the power of his Tattoos; the Ancient Dust Sword suddenly came down and struck the chains!

With a "ding!" sparks flew, and the chains broke completely.

Ren Feifan crouched down and quickly took Zheng Xipo’s pulse.

The pulse was weak, but there were no serious problems.

He heaved a sigh of relief, then immediately took out an Elixir for Zheng Xipo to swallow and concentrated a strand of True Qi, shooting it directly into Zheng Xipo’s forehead.

Zheng Xipo seemed to sense something, his eyebrows furrowed, then suddenly, he opened his eyes! He even reached out a hand to grab onto Ren Feifan’s neck.

When he realized it was Ren Feifan, his eyes widened with disbelief, hastily letting go and saying, "Kid, how come it’s you, how could you be here?"

"I’m here to rescue you. How do you feel, can you use your True Qi? Can we fight our way out?"

Zheng Xipo was stunned; he simply couldn’t fathom how Ren Feifan managed to break through the many mechanisms of the Dark Poison Sect alone.

"I should be able to exert about seventy percent of my strength, roughly the peak power of the Life Loss Realm, killing is not an issue, but I might have trouble dealing with stronger foes."

He replied.

Ren Feifan’s eyes narrowed slightly as he nodded, then looked at his watch; there was only an hour and a half left until the First Emperor’s Bronze Man Hall opened.

This meant that within this hour and a half, he must break through the heavy encirclement of the Dark Poison Sect outside!

Zheng Xipo seemed to sense the murderous intent emanating from Ren Feicheng, and thus unsheathed a longsword as well.

"Since that’s the case, let’s carve a bloody path out of here. I’ve tolerated this rabble for far too long!"

Ren Feifan looked around with a fist clenched, finding no exit and noticing that he was surrounded by sealed formations, making it impossible to dig an escape tunnel.

The entrance is the exit!

Ren Feifan took a deep breath and suddenly took out the mask given to him by the great Demon King—a ghastly face!

If that was the case, he would carve out a bloody path under the guise of this ghastly face.

Ren Feifan put on the mask, gathered the nine-eyed True Fire in his palm, and when he approached Lin Zhen, he violently reached out, grabbed him, and lifted him up—heading towards the exit along with Zheng Xipo.

At this moment outside, dozens of people were surrounding the dungeon’s entrance—killing intent was everywhere.

Leading them was the Sect Hierarch of the Dark Poison Sect, Lu Weicai, standing by was naturally Lin Zhen’s father.

Lu Weicai’s eyes narrowed as he watched the dungeon’s entrance, never having imagined that someone would dare to raid the Dark Poison Sect to abduct someone!

"I want to see what divine skills this kid possesses that give him the confidence to face our Dark Poison Sect!"

Suddenly, the dungeon door shook slightly!

All the disciples of the Dark Poison Sect drew their sharp swords from their sheaths, their cold killing intent piercing through the air like myriad blades aiming at the entrance.

"Boom!" The gate shattered open!

Out of the darkness, two masked men stepped forward—one of them clutching Lin Zhen!

Upon reaching the ground, they violently threw the painfully moaning Lin Zhen onto the floor!

Lin Zhen’s father became furiously enraged and scolded, "You damn brat, I dare you to touch my son again!"

At this moment, he no longer cared about revealing the father-son relationship in front of all the members of the Dark Poison Sect.

Ren Feifan stepped on Lin Zhen’s chest, causing Lin Zhen to cough up a mouthful of fresh blood.

"So what if I touch him now! I hate being threatened the most!"

Lin Zhen’s father was raging with fury, wanting to rush forward, when suddenly another elder from the Dark Poison Sect exclaimed from behind, "Protector... he... he is the Ghost Face! He’s the expert that Wuji Sect has put a warrant out for, all over the city!"

As these words fell, everyone from the Dark Poison Sect was struck with astonishment.

Because the whole Northern Desolate Lands had been under high alert lately, the manhunt for Ghost Face was too intense!

Countless tales of Ghost Face were circulating among the cultivators in the entire Northern Desolate Lands.

Some say he’s a demon who kills without blinking.

Others say Ghost Face has stepped into the God Sea Realm, or else Wuji Sect wouldn’t be powerless against him!

Yet others say Ghost Face isn’t human at all, but a ghost of the Northern Desolate Lands!

The rumors became more horrifying as they spread.

So at this moment, no one dared to take a step forward!

Lu Weicai watched with interest at the man carrying the Black Sword on his back and wearing a mask, and to his surprise, he found that the man was merely in the Transcendence Realm!

A Transcendence Realm cultivator, was Wuji Sect really going through so much trouble for him?

He took a step forward and said to Ren Feifan, "Kid, I don’t care why Wuji Sect is after you. Now, if you release my man, I might consider letting you live."

Beneath the mask, Ren Feifan let out a cold laugh, drew the Ancient Dust Sword from behind his back, directly pointing it at Lu Weicai, and said, "I don’t need you to give me a way out! I make my own path!"