Free Web NovelChapter 1472: Chapter 1571: Anxiety and Restlessness
In the Purgatory World, patience is competition. Anyone who is anxious, restless, whose whereabouts are even slightly obvious, might find themselves being watched by others on some later day. Once they did that, they were in danger. Zhi Gong was truly very cautious now. She had no choice. She was just a lone, weak Fourth-level General. If the seven parts of her body fused completely with her own body, maybe she could walk openly on the Eastern Battlefield, and even roam the enemy-held Western Battlefield.
"You’re the one who’s not in a hurry." Qin Feng ground his teeth.
The realm of gods, endless life, time naturally meant nothing to them. But his situation was extremely serious. He had lived five hundred years. Five hundred years had passed; his time was up. Even if he could break through the Holy Land of the Purgatory World, he could at most live another three hundred years. As for breaking through the Holy Domain? No one had ever succeeded in that Boundless Territory. Saying how confident Qin Feng was would be pure nonsense.
Besides, there were countless worries in that Boundless Territory—Dan Taixue, Tiantian, Liu Rufei, White Moon, Star Heaven Sect, and so on. How could Qin Feng survive here? He had to leave as soon as possible and return to his own world.
Ji Ziya looked at Qin Feng and said, "If you’re in a rush, then raise your Physical Strength. Not too much—just reach the peak of the Sky River on the First-level. Once you do, I will integrate my own seven main parts. The two of us will have comparable strength and can kill enemies very quickly. We won’t need to be this cautious."
"First layer?" Qin Feng.
Sword Dao Stele 166, Sword Dao Stele 167, Sword Dao Stele 168.
Qin Feng walked forward step by step, feeling like a warrior who treated death as going home. He never looked back. He truly had no way to go back. Before, when he entered the Qinxin world, he could still clearly sense how many Sword Dao Steles he comprehended, how many more came more naturally than last time, how many were more important than the next. But now it was different. If he didn’t immediately grasp stronger swordsmanship and raise his strength, he might not return to that endless territory in a hundred years, or even die directly here.
In the Purgatory World, what three aspects affected the power of the Sky River?
Innate special abilities were born with him; Qin Feng didn’t need to think about them.
Qin Feng had no clue about his own talent. He didn’t know how to comprehend it. For a time, he saw no hope.
As for attainment on the Sky-reaching Path, that was even more illusory. The entire world of the Sky-reaching Purgatory would have deep understanding of it. Those who became Heavenly Emperors were very few; he had no hope.
With all three aspects hopeless, Qin Feng could only rely on the thing he was most familiar with. At the moment, the only thing that could greatly boost his strength in a short time was Qin Xinjie. This was the only glimmer in his all-or-nothing gamble. Qin Feng had no choice.
On the other side, not far from Qin Feng and Jizi Mountain, in the Central part of a low hill, there was a secret chamber carved open.
A man in a Purple robe, black-haired, sat cross-legged in the chamber. Three people sat beside him. Suddenly, a figure slipped quietly up the underground stairs, bowed, and said, "Master. Our people discovered someone on the outside Eastern Battlefield. One is young. One is a girl! From our master’s influence and the introduction, aren’t these the two people—"
"Oh? Very strange?" The man in the Purple robe and black hair opened his eyes, a Purple light flashing in them.
"Yes, Master." The man spoke respectfully.
"Good. Time to hunt." The man in the Purple robe and black hair flickered and vanished from the secret chamber.
In the Purgatory World, Qin Feng wanted to attack others, and others wanted to attack him. It all depended on who was better at scouting, who was better at hiding, who was better at scheming! This was Qin Feng’s first time in the Purgatory World. He had experienced too few battles. It was very hard for him to attack others.
And now, he was being watched, without even realizing it!
"Bell, where are we staying this time?" Qin Feng pondered. "If not, let’s go to the Xing River. All the enemy camp’s Sky Generals want to come here to kill Sky Generals. They all have to pass through the Xing River. I think our chances of finding enemy Sky Generals along the Xing River are greater." After three months of getting nothing—without even encountering a single day in an enemy camp—Qin Feng was a bit dispirited and wanted to take some risks.
"Squatting by the Yellow River makes us a target. These three months, we’ve gotten a little impatient. Maybe we’re already being watched." Zhigu shook her head. She now understood why Qin Feng was anxious, because Qin Feng’s lifespan was only a few hundred years—he couldn’t afford the delay.
"Careful!" Ji Ziya suddenly said in a low voice.
"Hm?" Qin Feng’s expression changed slightly. He suddenly turned his head and saw a transparent white arrow shooting toward him. Qin Feng’s first reaction was to swing his broken sword, unleashing his strongest defensive sword. At the same time, his whole body was filled with seven-colored light, his supreme Immortal body fully urged.
"Bang!"
The transparent white arrow shot into the black hole of Sword Dao.
The speed was too fast; Qin Feng couldn’t dodge at all, and its power was extremely strong. It pierced through the black hole of Sword Dao and stabbed into Qin Feng.
"Ji Ziya, kill the one hiding and shooting arrows!" Qin Feng only had time to send out a Divine Power voice, already bracing himself for the shot.
"Boom!"
The transparent white arrow mercilessly struck Qin Feng. At this moment, Qin Feng discovered that this arrow not only had immense Penetration, but also carried a terrifying soul-attacking force.
It was clearly an arrow, yet it carried a Spirit attack, an even more direct and terrifying method than a Spiritual Attack. Such an arrow had never appeared in the boundless lands before. But now Qin Feng had no time to think. He could only spur his Immortal body and Elemental Pole Spirit to resist.
"Who is this? He can block my Soul Arrow. Luckily... I chose to run first." That Purple figure, several hundred meters from Qin Feng, had launched a surprise attack. If he had been any closer, Qin Feng and Ji Ziya would have noticed.
Though Qin Feng and Ji Ziya reacted quickly, the man in the Purple robe was even faster. Once he failed, he didn’t hesitate to flee immediately.
In the blink of an eye, another two months passed.
Qin Feng’s sword power grew stronger and stronger. His essence in the Qinxin Region had already begun to "Forget Sword," but his true Sword Dao was still a Sword Array formed of swords. Although the number of swords had sharply dropped from eighteen to eleven, this at least proved that his swordsmanship was not wrong.
After all, cultivation of the Qinxin Sword in the Qinxin Region consisted of three steps: Practicing Sword, Forget Sword, and Creating Sword. Every time you forgot the sword and created a new sword, it was almost starting from zero again. If the new Sword Dao was not much different from before, then that was the correct path.
His Sword Dao cultivation had improved greatly, but his creation of a spiritual body and Ji Ziya still had no progress at all. Every day they hid, leaving puppets outside to search for targets, but every day was spent in boring waiting.
A two-meter-tall man in a short shirt and pants was walking quietly. He had a head of Yellow hair, like a lion lifting its trunk toward the sky. He also had a big mouth. His Golden eyes were constantly searching for targets.
"Oh?"
The blond man’s eyes lit up as he locked onto a figure moving quietly in the distance. He couldn’t help but laugh. "Didn’t think I’d run into such a person. This is enemy territory!" The blond man roared like thunder and suddenly vanished.
At that moment, that figure turned around and saw the blond man charging in to kill.
"Genius!" The black shadow didn’t hesitate and ran.
