NOVEL NEXT Chapter 53: Entering the Western Region
Chapter 52: Entering the Western Region
The dense fog hovering over the mountains of the Western Region gave the environment a mysterious and oppressive air. Han Feng walked silently, his silhouette disappearing among the shadows of the rock formations. His heart pulsed with anticipation. This unknown land held both dangers and opportunities. The First Date It didn't take long for Han Feng to notice movements around him. He had already read about the wandering bandits of the Western Region, known for attacking unsuspecting travelers. His sharp gaze caught figures hidden among the twisted trees. — A solitary cultivator? Hahaha, what luck we have!— A deep voice echoed through the forest. Five figures emerged from the mist, surrounding Han Feng. Their tattered clothes indicated that they were bandits from a minor faction. The leader, a middle-aged man with a deep scar on his face, smiled scornfully. "Leave all your belongings and maybe we'll let you live," he threatened. Han Feng remained impassive. His Qi flickered slightly before completely disappearing. The bandits frowned, not sensing any energy within it. — This guy... is he a mortal? — murmured one of the men, confused. In the next instant, Han Feng moved. Like a black lightning bolt, he appeared behind one of the bandits and, with a precise strike, pierced his chest. The man choked on his own blood before falling lifeless. The others didn't even have time to react. In a succession of lethal movements, Han Feng eliminated each one with surgical precision. The leader tried to escape, but a black flame from the Celestial Dark Flame consumed his body before he could take three steps. Exploring the New Territory With the bandits dead, Han Feng searched their bodies and found a rudimentary map. Marked on the parchment was a place called "Ruins of the Nine Tombs," an ancient battlefield where treasures were said to be buried. He set off without delay, advancing through the rocky landscape. On the way, he found traces of ancient battles — skeletons of cultivators, broken weapons, and Qi marks embedded in the stones. At dusk, he reached a deep valley, where crumbling structures spread out like forgotten tombs. His keen eye caught a slight ripple in the air — formations of restraint protected the main entrance. The Hidden Danger Before he could begin inspecting the ruins, a shrill sound echoed through the valley. Han Feng raised his eyes just in time to see a colossal shadow descending from the sky. It was a Spectral Claw Condor, a demonic beast famous for its speed and stealthy attacks. The creature lunged at him, its claws slicing through the air like blades of steel. Han Feng dodged by a hair's breadth, feeling the cutting wind brush past his face. He activated his Celestial Veil Art, becoming a blur in the shadows. The condor screamed in fury, spinning in the air before launching Qi spears from its wings. Han Feng moved agilely among the debris, waiting for the right moment to counterattack. When the beast made another charge, he leaped, concentrating his Celestial Dark Flame into a devastating fist. With a precise strike, he hit the creature's chest. The flames corroded its black feathers, and the condor let out an agonizing scream before falling to the ground. Han Feng finished the beast with a swift blow, absorbing its vital essence. The Revealed Ruins Now, without interruptions, he studied the restrictions at the entrance of the ruins. His knowledge of formations allowed him to identify a weak point. With a complex hand seal, he channeled his Qi to interfere with the barrier's energy. A thunderous sound echoed through the valley when the restriction was lifted. The dust settled, revealing a passage to the underground. Han Feng smiled slightly. Exploring the remains filled him with certainty that hidden riches awaited him within the crumbling walls and debris of the forgotten structure of him