Chapter 364: Luring the Snake Out of Its Hole

Shang Yan is, after all, the candidate Sacred Maiden secretly selected within the sect!

To fall for a man at a time like this,

and to be the type who offers herself up,

wouldn't she be ruined if her Three-Source Sacred Body were broken?

No, no, Hongyu, you can do this.

You must protect Shang Yan's body!!!

As long as she waits for someone from the sect to arrive, she, by virtue of her merit in discovering this,

will surely be able to make contact with those high and mighty cultivators.

She only asks that they let fall a few scraps, so that she too might step into that world where one can fly through the skies and burrow into the earth.

Now, should she just finish the person off first?

A cold glint flashed through Hongyu's eyes and vanished in an instant.

Leaving Shang Yan's attic, she said coldly: "Come here."

Cheng Feng did not yet know that he had brushed past the cultivation tool he had dreamed of.

After parting ways with Leng Feng, Cheng Feng paced alone in the long alleyway returning to the Cheng Mansion.

The night was like ink, the stars sparse, adding a touch of desolation to the deep, secluded path.

Suddenly, a subtle yet clearly audible sound broke the surrounding tranquility,

like a withered leaf drifting down inadvertently in the night breeze,

yet it stirred ripples in Cheng Feng's ears.

The corners of Cheng Feng's mouth lifted involuntarily, and a cunning smile spread across his lips: "Sure enough, the strategy of luring the snake out of its hole was effective after all."

Just as Cheng Feng prepared to turn around to deal with the uninvited guest about to arrive,

a bone-chilling aura struck suddenly from behind, so fast it was almost impossible to track its trajectory.

It was a cold light, under the cover of the dark night, like a hand of death reaching out from the netherworld, pointing straight at the vital spot on Cheng Feng's back.

It was an arrow, carrying a whistling wind, tearing through the sky, filled with lethal determination and coldness.

Cheng Feng was startled, yet he did not panic; his body instinctively tilted to one side.

Almost at the same time, a blade suddenly appeared in Cheng Feng's hand, meeting the arrow at an incredible angle.

"Clang!" A crisp sound of metal clashing seemed exceptionally harsh in the silent street.

The arrow was deflected by the blade and inserted itself diagonally into the stone wall to the side, trembling incessantly.

Cheng Feng took the opportunity to turn around, his gaze like a torch, scanning the surroundings, attempting to find the archer hidden in the dark.

"What kind of rats dare to commit assassination here?"

Cheng Feng's voice was low and powerful, echoing in the empty street, yet no one answered.

Only the night breeze continued to blow, carrying a trace of imperceptible coldness.

Cheng Feng tightened his collar and silently leaned toward a corner in the darkness with cover.

With a wave of his hand, Babai and the Mechanical Dog appeared in the corner.

"See where people are hiding?"

Both Babai and the Mechanical Dog came equipped with infrared thermal imaging, making the darkness like broad daylight.

The night remained, but the air was already filled with a tense atmosphere of an impending storm.

The archer lying on the high roof could no longer see Cheng Feng's figure.

But it didn't matter; this operation did not involve only him.

Liehuo Fawang would be arriving at Heimu Prefecture in a few days.

There were also two Divine Generals in charge here.

Li Lang, who was about to stir up a great war for the Cao Gang, had died inexplicably at Cheng Feng's hands.

Even the messenger who went to investigate had disappeared without a trace.

This had enraged the two Divine Generals.

The next step of the Red Lotus Sect's plan to attack had been sabotaged.

How could they let a small character like Cheng Feng, who had suddenly appeared, live?

Wasn't this a slap in the face to the Divine Generals?

Two messengers at the Organ Refining Initial Stage and three deputy messengers at the Lian Gu Great Perfection had been sent over just like that.

Truly using a butcher's knife to slaughter a chicken.

Cheng Feng did not know how many people the other side had.

But he knew his strategy of luring the snake out of its hole had worked.

The Mechanical Dog was silently lying in ambush in a circle around the perimeter.

It used signals to relay the surrounding situation to Babai.

Babai whispered in the shadows, its voice small yet clearly conveying the intelligence it had gathered to Cheng Feng: "There are four people with strong high-heat energy signatures."

Upon hearing this, Cheng Feng's mouth curled into a confident smile.

His Bronze Statue Technique was his capital for dealing with a crowd of enemies; that indestructible defensive power was enough to keep him standing tall amidst the siege of many.

And the Heijiao Body Refining Art was the cornerstone of his constant pursuit of a stronger physique; in the future, he would surely go further and further on this path.

As for the Water Control Art, this skill that was almost a superpower, Cheng Feng had practiced it many times and was becoming increasingly proficient.

He gently waved his hands, as if conversing with invisible water currents.

Proficient-level Water Arrows quietly took shape in the darkness, surrounding him like loyal guards.

"Two Water Arrows per person, that's fair enough," Cheng Feng thought to himself, never letting his guard down because of the number of enemies.

Although these Water Arrows had a limited attack range—only ten meters at the Proficient level—they were enough to deliver a fatal blow to an enemy at a critical moment.

Furthermore, the consumption required to form these Water Arrows was a mere trifle for him, as he had already reached Lian Gu Great Perfection.

Sensing the movement in front and behind, Cheng Feng knew that the three people on the ground had already surrounded him.

His eyes turned stern, and he prepared himself to respond.

As for the archer on the roof, although there was no movement from him for the time being, Cheng Feng was not worried that he would run away.

Because, this time, he was determined to teach these enemies an unforgettable lesson.

"Dislocate their jaws first!" Cheng Feng recited in his heart.

Immediately, Cheng Feng moved, his figure as agile as a swimming dragon.

His movements were swift and precise as he charged toward the positions and movements of the enemies he had already discerned.

"He's been discovered, kill him!"

The enemies in the shadows clearly realized Cheng Feng was closing in, their low voices revealing a thick murderous intent.

Following this, three black shadows darted out from the darkness, holding Sharp Blades, and charged straight at Cheng Feng.

Cheng Feng let out a cold snort and moved forward instead of retreating; with a thought, a stream of water instantly condensed around him, forming an impenetrable water wall.

The black shadows' Sharp Blades slashed fiercely against the water wall, but only stirred up ripples, unable to penetrate it at all.

The newcomers were shocked: "What is this?"

"This is an Outsider, what are you afraid of? Just endure a few hits and they will be out of strength," the leader encouraged.

"Is this all the skill you have?" Cheng Feng mocked, his tone filled with disdain.

His Water Control Art could also exert tremendous power in close combat.

Even with a small amount of use, it possessed a trace of the majesty of that Black Flood Dragon.

Upon hearing this, the leader of the black shadows glared with wide eyes and swung his blade at Cheng Feng once more.

However, this time, Cheng Feng no longer defended; instead, he shifted his body to the side, skillfully dodging the enemy's attack.

Immediately after, he waved his hands, and a Water Arrow shot out like an arrow released from a string, accurately striking the black shadow's chest.

The black shadow only had time to let out a scream before being pierced through by the powerful force of the Water Arrow.

Cheng Feng quickly followed up with a second Water Arrow.

The opponent's skull was pierced, and the body fell limply to the ground.

Cheng Feng looked at the enemy on the ground, his eyes devoid of the slightest pity.

After dealing with this one, Cheng Feng did not pause for a moment, but continued to charge toward the next target.

His figure flickered in the night, weaving between the enemies like a ghost.

Every strike was accompanied by the firing of a Water Arrow; every attack left the enemies feeling despair and fear.

His Water Arrows were like spirit snakes emerging from their den, accurately striking the vital points of every enemy and causing them to lose their combat effectiveness instantly.

Cheng Feng mainly wanted to finish the battle quickly; he had many secrets of his own and needed to resolve the trouble before the government patrols arrived.