Free Web NovelChapter 564: Chapter 390: The Second Witch Soldier Seal, Demon Bird ’You’! (Double-Length)_2
For the first time, Song Changming experienced the feeling of soaring.
Unlike his previous use of Qi Flight, this time he was flying entirely on the power of this Witch Soldier Seal.
Eventually, he quietly landed on a mountain river.
Standing stably on the river’s surface, small ripples emanated from beneath his feet.
The landing was so gentle that it didn’t even startle the fish beneath the water.
"Where is this..." Song Changming looked around, a bit surprised.
Having served as the General of the main city for so many years, he should have been familiar with the surroundings.
Yet, at first glance, this place still seemed quite unfamiliar to him.
"In just the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, I’ve already flown this far?" Song Changming floated back into the air, gazing into the distance, where the city and the fortress outposts were no longer visible on the horizon.
"What a formidable power!" Song Changming looked at the Witch Seal on his right leg gradually fading, and couldn’t help but exclaim.
This wasn’t the first time he marveled at the power of the Witch Soldier Seal.
Now that he had two Witch Soldier Seals at his disposal, Song Changming suddenly felt that the so-called Grandmaster Powerhouses and Great Demons were not so terrifying and unbeatable after all...
At the very least, when faced with such powerful opponents as Grandmaster Demons, he no longer felt completely powerless.
Even if he couldn’t win the battle, he still had the chance to escape using this new Witch Soldier Seal.
Precisely because he considered this, Song Changming chose to refine this "Wandering" as his second Witch Soldier Seal.
At the very least, in terms of self-protection, he now had a powerful trump card and didn’t have to recklessly confront strong foes when encountering them.
Afterward, Song Changming repeatedly tested the power of this new Witch Soldier Seal, quickly adapting to it.
He also discovered that, whether due to the increased strength of his body or the inherently low burden of this new Witch Soldier Seal, he didn’t easily become fatigued after multiple uses.
This was also a good thing, indicating that his physique was gradually adapting to the strength of these Witch Soldier Seals, rather than being forced to use them to the point of overloading, causing significant self-damage in the process.
Overall, Song Changming was quite satisfied with the power of this newly refined Witch Soldier Seal.
It was certainly worth the immense effort it took, exchanging the Blood Qi Essence of an entire Great Demon for such a significant achievement!
When Song Changming returned to the fortress line, his gaze fell on an area outside the defense line.
There, a group of raggedly dressed people, from who knows where, had been stopped by wooden stakes placed there.
At intervals along the road, wooden stakes were hung with responsive talisman paper.
Any living creature approaching within three hundred meters of a stake would trigger a response from the talisman paper, activating a repelling force, preventing further approach by unknown beings.
The commotion from the responsive talisman paper quickly attracted a troop of soldiers.
"Soldiers, sirs, we fled from Ge Family Village, the village is gone, we have no food, and there’s demons wreaking havoc outside. We really have no choice, we beg the great masters to give our villagers a way to survive!"
An old man, trembling and with a quavering voice, led the plea, speaking coherently as he continued to beg.
Wu Feng, with a saber at his waist and a serious expression, scanned each person with his eyes.
The number of these refugees was considerable, appearing to be about five or six hundred people.
"General?" A Deputy General stepped forward to inquire about Wu Feng’s intentions.
"The usual procedure." Wu Feng couldn’t discern anything and withdrew his gaze, saying.
The Deputy General understood and immediately ordered the soldiers to randomly select some people from the refugee crowd to verify their identities and other crucial information individually.
If there were any discrepancies or deceptions, they would not be allowed to pass easily.
The Demon Race had many tricks, strange and bizarre, so even if they appeared as ordinary people, they couldn’t lower their guard.
In fact, these days, nearly every day, refugees were trying to enter the main city.
If they weren’t so stringent in control, there would surely be endless trouble, potentially leading to disaster, so they couldn’t afford not to be cautious.
"General, there’s no problem. They all agreed that they were refugees from Ge Family Village, a thousand miles away, and several nearby villages. Initially, the refugee group should have had three thousand people, but only these are left..."
Before long, the Deputy General compiled the verified information and reported to Commander Wu Feng after confirming there were no issues.
Wu Feng, upon hearing this, relaxed his furrowed brow, nodded, and was about to let them pass.
"Provide them with some food for their journey, and also report this matter to Flag Master Wang properly."
"Yes." The Deputy General responded, preparing to carry out the orders.
At that moment, a figure descended gracefully.
"Hold on."
Wu Feng was startled and immediately looked over.
The newcomer was none other than Song Changming, returning from his journey and sensing the commotion here.
"Greetings, Flag Master Song!"
Both Wu Feng and the soldiers saluted Song Changming with great respect.
After all, Song Changming’s prestige was well-established, and no one dared to disrespect this Little Flag Master anymore, nor look down on him for his low status background.
Wu Feng hadn’t expected to encounter Song Changming venturing out in the middle of the night.
Ordinarily, a group of just a few hundred refugees wouldn’t warrant the attention of an officer of Song Changming’s rank.
He also didn’t understand why Song Changming suddenly stopped his decision to let them pass.
"Is there a problem?" Wu Feng asked.
"There is a slight issue." Song Changming stepped forward a couple of paces, squinting his eyes, a glint of sharpness in them, scanning the panicked refugees with a somewhat icy gaze.
"This, sir, we are truly fleeing for our lives, just trying to survive. We beg you to save us..."
The refugees began to wail again, as if Song Changming was deliberately making things difficult for them. The desolate and desperate emotion was quite infectious, causing some of the younger soldiers to be moved, feeling somewhat unable to bear it.
They didn’t understand why Song Changming was intent on stopping them, refusing to let them through.
These were just ordinary refugees...
Song Changming, however, remained unmoved, continuing to walk toward them, his hand resting on the hilt of the Changshou Saber at his waist.
The clanking of his fully armored gear echoed heavily with his every step.
The blade slowly unsheathed, gleaming with a sharp silver light.
Song Changming’s killing intent also spread forth, without the slightest attempt to hide it.
The trembling old man froze, seemingly completely terrified by Song Changming, unable to move.
"This..." Some soldiers still couldn’t discern what was going on, remaining puzzled about Song Changming’s actions.
Wu Feng, however, was watching with a thoughtful look, observing Song Changming’s every move.
Having worked together for many years, he knew Song Changming was never a cold-blooded killer and wouldn’t take such actions without reason.
The more likely scenario was that these refugees were suspicious!
"S-sir, you wouldn’t intend to kill us, right? If we’re not allowed into the city, we’ll leave..." a villager blurted out, panicked.
"It’s too late. Your demon techniques aren’t bad, and your demon qi is well hidden, but unfortunately, you’ve still shown your hand." Song Changming said calmly.
With these words, the expressions on the faces of these refugees completely changed.
Along with their appearances, they began to transform.
Beast faces, hunched beast bodies, and demon qi no longer concealed, all released.
These were not refugees of the Human Race but demons disguised by deceit!
The soldiers finally understood; their Flag Master had seen through everything from the beginning.
"How did you see through us?" The old man, who originally looked emaciated, now reverted to his beast form, asking Song Changming in a dull voice.
Song Changming chuckled softly.
"I wasn’t sure at first, but now I am."
He had merely sensed something amiss with this group due to his keen intuition but couldn’t pinpoint exactly what was wrong.
Therefore, he hadn’t directly drawn his saber to kill until the enemy fully exposed themselves.
Having said that, Song Changming swiftly swung his saber.
The scarlet Sword Qi transformed into a fiery cloud, instantly engulfing the disguised demons before him.
Screams and roars echoed continuously.
The strength of these demons varied, but with just one slash, Song Changming wiped out half of them!
"Kill!" Wu Feng, without hesitation, drew his saber and led the soldiers to besiege the remaining Demon Swarm.
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