Chapter 248: Chapter 245: Pursuit_1
"Shen Youlin’s strength has increased again!"
After escaping to a safe area, Bear Longing spat out a mouthful of fresh blood. He leaned against an ancient tree, took out a half-eaten human corpse from his personal space, and began to chew on it voraciously. Besides empowering cultivation, corpses played a significant role in healing wounds too!
"The next time you eat human flesh, don’t do it in front of me!" Song Yufeng said irritably. The failure of this attack meant his collusion with the non-human race would be exposed, which was not a good thing for him.
"Hehe, eating flesh can heal wounds. Why don’t you abandon your human bloodline and join the non-human race?" Bear Longing smirked. After a few bites of human flesh, his injuries had mostly healed and did not affect his combat abilities.
Song Yufeng glanced at him, surprisingly, without refusing.
"Let’s get moving. The Kylin Sacred Land will be searching this place soon. It’s no longer safe here!" Bear Longing stood up and strode towards the imposing peak at the center of the secret realm. His speed was so fast that the rest of the non-human race had to hasten to keep up, turning into streaks of flowing light.
"Junior Sect Master, these non-human races are too despicable. Do we continue working with them?" a Purple Cloud Sect disciple asked, displeasure evident in his tone.
"Just endure a little longer!" Frustration was apparent in Song Yufeng’s voice. He made a light step forward and followed the departing non-human races. The Purple Cloud Sect disciples exchanged glances. Some decided to follow him, while others chose to stay behind.
Some sink into the mire with the crowd, while others maintain their dignity!
The disciples who continued to follow Song Yufeng were uncertain of their future path and whether they were heading towards ruin. But from the moment they betrayed the human race, their fate was already sealed.
But would those who stayed behind have a better fate? In this dog-eat-dog world, how far could a lone warrior without power go?
The answer is... death!
A disciple from the Sacred Land, leaving phantom shadows as he navigated through the forest, finally knelt and reported respectfully, "Saint Heir, there are about a dozen Purple Cloud Sect disciples ahead!"
"Capture them!" Shen Youlin commanded coldly, killing intent flickering in his eyes.
Dozens of figures shot through the air, forming an inescapable net and capturing the remaining eighteen disciples of the Purple Cloud Sect.
"Let go of me!"
"I haven’t done anything! On what grounds are you arresting me?"
It wasn’t long before the Purple Cloud Sect disciples were bound, their cultivation sealed, and they were forced to kneel on the ground. Most of them were pale-faced; except for a few who murmured, the rest remained silent. Perhaps the image of corpses being fed to beasts was flashing through their minds!
Shen Youlin approached a Purple Cloud Sect disciple, gripped the Kylin Sword in his right hand, and asked in a deep voice, "Speak! Where have Bear Longing and Song Yufeng gone?"
"I... I don’t know!" the Purple Cloud Sect disciple hesitated for a moment before shaking his head. Despite despising Song Yufeng’s actions, he chose to remain silent.
"Playing tough now, huh!" Shen Youlin sneered. He raised his right hand; the sword light flickered, blood splattered, and a severed arm fell to the ground.
"AAARGH!" The Purple Cloud Sect disciple screamed in agony as he clutched his bleeding, severed arm. The intense pain made his face contort, leaving the other Purple Cloud Sect disciples trembling in fear.
"Still refuse to tell?" Shen Youlin’s demonic voice echoed in the disciple’s ears.
"I... I don’t know!" the Purple Cloud Sect disciple gritted his teeth and insisted, his eyes bloodshot and terrifying.
"Very well..." Shen Youlin was irritated too. He swung the Kylin Sword, severing the Purple Cloud Sect disciple’s other arm and both legs, turning him into a human stake. Blood sprayed everywhere, dyeing the surrounding ground red.
A scene straight out of hell!
It made even the disciples of the Sacred Land’s skin crawl!
Shen Youlin squatted down, his body splattered with fresh blood. He pressed the Kylin Sword to the Purple Cloud Sect disciple’s throat and asked with a smile, "Now, can you talk?" The grin on his face was brilliant, revealing his white teeth!
Instead of revealing Bear Longing and Song Yufeng’s whereabouts, the defiant Purple Cloud Sect disciple mocked, "How are your actions any different from those of the non-human race? Severing limbs, whittling people into human stakes—how is this any different from cannibalism?"
"Die!" With a flash of murderous intent, Shen Youlin drove the Kylin Sword into the Purple Cloud Sect disciple’s throat, ending his life.
Then, he walked over to another Purple Cloud Sect disciple. Resuming his gentle and refined demeanor, he softly asked, "Can you tell this Saint Heir the whereabouts of Bear Longing and Song Yufeng?"
No one could tell just how insane and brutal his previous actions had been!
"I... I’ll tell! I’ll tell everything! They headed for the great mountain at the heart of this secret realm!" This Purple Cloud Sect disciple was clearly a coward. His whole body trembled as he continuously pleaded, "I’ve told you everything I know. Can you spare me? I don’t want to die..."
CLANG!
But what responded to him was a sharp battle sword piercing his heart. Death enveloped the Purple Cloud Sect disciple, devouring his soul.
"Kill them all!" Having obtained the answer, these Purple Cloud Sect captives had lost their value. Shen Youlin sheathed his Kylin Sword and gave the order indifferently, as if he were dealing with a dozen or so ants.
After a string of screams, a dozen bodies lay on the ground. They faced the sky, their terrified eyes filled with despair and unwillingness.
They had originally come seeking opportunities! But before they knew it, they had set foot on the path to death!
"Chase!" Shen Youlin looked up at the mountain peak at the heart of the secret realm, a trace of murderous intent and fervor in his eyes. His figure flickered and appeared several thousand feet away.
He had to kill them! And he had to obtain the inheritance of Supreme Kunlun!
「...」
About a hundred li away from the mountain at the center of the secret realm, Bear Longing and Song Yufeng ran into trouble. Noticing the Kylin Sacred Land’s pursuit, they had sped up and accidentally stumbled into a dense forest.
In the heart of the forest stood an ancient tree, its branches full of verdant leaves!
"My God, how many soul shadows are there?!" Song Yufeng’s pupils contracted, utterly shocked. He knew how terrifying these soul shadows were. If these leaves fell, they would be in big trouble!
"Be careful! Let’s quickly detour!" Bear Longing swallowed, turning to leave. He too was incredibly wary of these unkillable soul shadows.
But the more you fear something, the worse things tend to unfold!
Just then, a gust of wind blew by!
The leaves on the tree fell in sheets, and hundreds of soul shadows flew out, baring their fangs and claws as they pounced at Bear Longing and the others, their scarlet eyes shrouded in bloody light.
"Form a formation!" Song Yufeng commanded, drawing the Purple Cloud Sword from his back. A terrifying Sword Qi, shimmering with purple light that changed the color of the sky, slashed towards the soul shadows ahead.
BOOM!
All the soul shadows were cut down, but they quickly reassembled and continued their attack!
"The aura of an Imperial Weapon! The Purple Cloud Sword! They’re ahead! Chase!" Dozens of li behind, Shen Youlin sensed the aura of the Purple Cloud Sword. His spirits lifted, and he hurriedly chased after them.