Chapter 452

July 8th, 9:00 AM.

The Northern Border Army that slaughtered its way into the Northern Barbarian lands, the vanguard troops, had already arrived at the deepest point previously opened up by the Green Frost Army.

This place is less than twenty miles in a straight line from the Dream Lion Tribe's headquarters.

After the vanguard troops arrived, they did not immediately launch an attack, but instead began to build defensive fortifications and set up tents.

They waited until after 4:00 PM for the main force to arrive one after another.

The Prince of Cheng issued the order to attack!

The first to enter the dense forest ahead were not the warriors.

Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom—

Shell after shell flew into the air with turbulent airflow, drawing a parabola in the sky, and finally landed in the dense forest.

Three hundred portable mortars opened fire at the same time!

Towering ancient trees were blown apart, dense ferns were shattered into powder, and dust filled the sky.

The traps set in advance in the dense forest, the poisonous insects, wild beasts, and Northern Barbarian warriors lying in ambush were all blown to pieces.

Under artillery fire, all living things are equal!

Before attacking, bombard with artillery for several rounds, and then send soldiers to charge in formation with guns.

This kind of tactic was the one most used by the Western Allied Forces when they invaded the Great Lan Dynasty, and now the Great Lan Dynasty has learned its essence.

It is a pity that the portable mortars carried by the Northern Border Army had a maximum range of only three miles, and they could not cover the entire dense forest ahead.

After five rounds of artillery bombardment, following the Prince of Cheng's order, over three thousand vanguard troops charged into the dense forest!

These warriors all chose to wear pistols at their waists and hold battle sabers in their hands.

In the wilderness jungle, there are too many obstacles, and guns are actually not as easy to use as sabers.

The warriors walking at the very front first scattered a large amount of medicinal powder to repel poisonous insects and snakes, and then used special large machetes to constantly cut the ferns they encountered, clearing a path for the comrades behind them.

These ferns were dense, lush, and could be seen everywhere.

Therefore, there was no road in this wilderness jungle to begin with; one could only cut a road out!

They were only twenty miles away from the Dream Lion Tribe's headquarters, but the Prince of Cheng did not let the Green Frost Army open the way again.

The previous path-clearing had already caused great consumption for the Green Frost Army; from now on, unless it was absolutely necessary, the Prince of Cheng would not use even the slightest bit of the Green Frost Army's power.

For these last twenty miles leading to the Dream Lion Tribe's headquarters, the Prince of Cheng wanted to pave them flat with artillery fire, blood, and bones!

Although the Northern Border Army had guarded the border for many years, they actually did not have much experience fighting enemies in the wilderness jungle; they mostly intercepted enemies in towns, valleys, and plains outside.

The Prince of Cheng needed such a "warm-up battle" to let the soldiers slowly adapt to the rhythm of the upcoming fighting.

At the same time, this was also time he deliberately left for the Dream Lion Tribe.

If he wiped out the Dream Lion Tribe too quickly, how could he lure out the real target?

In the jungle, a team of border soldiers wearing leather armor, helmets, and holding battle sabers walked cautiously.

Under their feet were the ferns that had been cut down.

As they passed a large tree, a tiny blowpipe dart flew silently from the lush branches above, accurately hitting a soldier's neck.

The soldier who was hit felt his neck go numb, thinking it was a mosquito bite, and subconsciously reached out to touch it, only then realizing something was wrong.

His expression did not change, and he was about to open his mouth to shout, but his whole body suddenly became dizzy, and he fell to the ground, constantly foaming at the mouth!

"Enemy attack—"

"They're up there!"

"Damn it—"

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Gunshots rang out in the jungle.

This team of border soldiers pulled out the pistols at their waists one after another and fired at the branches above.

During this process, another soldier was hit in the neck by a blowpipe dart and fell to the ground.

After the gunshots rang out, the branches above shook, and a figure leaped down from the tree, drilled into the lush plants, and disappeared after a few movements.

"Don't chase!"

"Save the people first!"

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At this time, gunshots, exclamations, roars, and screams also rang out in other places in the dense forest.

There were Northern Barbarian warriors hiding in the trees, Northern Barbarian warriors hiding in the dense plants, and even some hiding underground.

These Northern Barbarian warriors hiding in the dark used poisonous blowpipe darts, crossbow bolts, spears, and other weapons to carry out sneak attacks, and they ran away immediately after striking, never staying.

Ordinary border soldiers encountered such a situation and found it difficult to counterattack in time; only the martial artists in the team had the opportunity to kill them back.

Fortunately, the proportion of martial artists in this vanguard unit was very high, far higher than the Northern Barbarian warriors lying in ambush in the dark.

Plus, after a round of artillery bombardment, many of the Northern Barbarians' arrangements were destroyed, and nearly half of those in ambush were killed or injured, so the border army's vanguard unit was still constantly pushing forward.

As more and more border troops entered this battlefield, large areas of plants were cut down, and the space for the Northern Barbarian warriors to dodge and move became less and less; their casualties gradually rose, and they had to abandon this battlefield and retreat backward.

Until night fell, the Northern Border Army's spearhead had only pushed forward by three miles.

The Prince of Cheng ordered the entire army to rest and begin cooking meals.

On the border line, the Barbarian-Slaying Army, totaling over seven thousand people, had already been stationed there three days ago.

Unlike the great army led by the Prince of Cheng, the Barbarian-Slaying Army had only three thousand six hundred Imperial Guard troops and three thousand five hundred twenty-seven Lan Xun Pavilion martial artists; apart from that, there was not a single laborer.

All supplies were carried by themselves.

Martial artists' supplies could be maintained by taking energy-replenishing elixirs; a single small elixir could maintain a martial artist's consumption for an entire day in a non-combat state.

Therefore, the Barbarian-Slaying Army, a team composed entirely of martial artists, did not need to carry a large amount of heavy dry rations; they only needed to bring enough elixirs and sufficient water.

Only in this way could they solve the supply problem and venture deep into the wilderness to execute the mission.

Li Fei had stayed in this team for three days, practicing martial arts every day in the illusion he constructed himself.

Implanted bodies all require special storage methods; lower-three-grade implanted bodies are mostly refrigerated, while the storage difficulty for middle-three-grade implanted bodies is even greater.

And all implanted bodies must be absorbed immediately after leaving the storage environment, otherwise they will soon undergo alienation.

Therefore, implanted bodies cannot be carried on one's person, nor are they convenient for transport.

When Li Fei was in Lanling City, the implanted bodies he wanted could be delivered to his hands immediately.

But in the Northern Border, there were no such good conditions.

After he arrived in the Northern Border, he only completed the absorption of one middle-three-grade sorcery-type implanted body; next, he could only practice martial arts and sorcery, and had no way to absorb implanted bodies for the time being.

"Marquis, Commander Bai requests your presence."

Outside the tent, someone came to report to Li Fei.

"Good."

Li Fei got up, walked out of his tent, and walked toward the tent where Bai Yan was.

After walking into the tent, he found that all the high-level members of the Barbarian-Slaying Army had arrived.

Li Fei greeted everyone.

"Everyone is here; let me say a few words."

Seeing that Li Fei had arrived, Bai Yan spoke immediately.

As his voice fell, an invisible force shrouded the tent, ensuring that no one outside could eavesdrop on the upcoming conversation.

In the center of Bai Yan's tent was a military sand table, which simulated the terrain of the wilderness, as well as the troop distribution, defensive zone settings, and other important military intelligence of the seventeen tribes.

The Great Lan Dynasty had sent heavy troops to guard the Northern Border for hundreds of years; naturally, it was impossible that they were just sending troops to guard it.

Even if they had never sent troops to slaughter their way into the wilderness, the relevant intelligence work had never been slackened!

Regarding the general situation and troop distribution of the seventeen Northern Barbarian tribes, the Northern Border had always had sources of intelligence.

The sand table in Bai Yan's tent was proof of this, and what he said next further proved this point:

"Three days ago, the Northern Barbarian King ordered eleven tribes to send troops to rescue the Dream Lion Tribe, and he himself also brought ten thousand personal guards to provide support. According to the intelligence obtained so far, the Northern Barbarians' defensive line has already developed a relatively large gap."

The Barbarian-Slaying Army had waited on the border line for three days, not only waiting for the latest intelligence but also waiting for the Northern Barbarians to complete their troop deployment.

While speaking, Bai Yan constantly moved the directions of the flags inserted on the sand table.

With this movement, even Li Fei, who was "ignorant of military affairs," could clearly see that the loopholes in the Northern Barbarians' defensive zone were becoming larger and larger.

"I have already drafted a marching route that can guarantee we can intercept and kill the Northern Barbarian King at the fastest speed!"

After Bai Yan finished moving all the flags, he stated his plan.

On the sand table, the flags representing the Northern Barbarian King and his personal guards were bright red.

At this time, these bright red flags were also rushing toward the location of the Dream Lion Tribe.

If the Barbarian-Slaying Army had charged into the wilderness directly from the beginning, they would have had to pass through layers of defensive lines to have any possibility of reaching the Northern Barbarian King, and they would have been surrounded by the army.

The final outcome would, with high probability, be the total annihilation of the entire army!

But now, with the Prince of Cheng suddenly charging to the Dream Lion Tribe's headquarters, and the Northern Barbarian King ordering everyone to provide support, a safe marching route appeared just like that:

Without any nonsense, Nuomuhan went straight to the theme.

In this way, the only enemies the Barbarian-Slaying Army would need to face were the Northern Barbarian King and the ten thousand personal guards by his side.

This was also the most ideal situation that the military department had drafted in its plan beforehand.

However, the intelligence obtained by the Barbarian-Slaying Army was not precise, and many of the troop deployment situations were merely speculations.

Therefore, this so-called "safe marching route" drafted by Bai Yan only existed in theory.

Whether it could withstand the test of actual combat would depend on how much real substance Bai Yan, the commander personally appointed by the Son of Heaven, actually had.

Since ancient times, a lone army venturing deep into enemy territory to execute combat missions has always been the most difficult thing, and it also tests the commander's personal ability the most.

"Everyone, the opportunity for battle has appeared; depart immediately!"

Bai Yan's gaze swept sternly over everyone present, and finally, he issued the order.

Soon, over seven thousand people were in motion, entering the wilderness jungle at an extremely fast speed.

Over three thousand Lan Xun Pavilion martial artists were divided into five teams, taking turns to perform the task of opening the way at the very front.

Compared with ordinary border soldiers, these martial artists opened the way faster, more efficiently, and had more abundant physical strength.

Besides opening the way, each of the over three thousand Lan Xun Pavilion martial artists carried a large bag of items.

Opening the way and carrying supplies were the most important tasks for these over three thousand martial artists.

Fighting was instead their secondary task.

They needed to let those three thousand six hundred Imperial Guard troops preserve their combat power to the greatest extent before entering the battle.

That was why Chen Fei and the others were not worried about Li Fei competing for credit with the Green Frost Army after the battle.

Even if this Barbarian-Slaying Army really succeeded in completing the decapitation mission in the end, Li Fei and the Lan Xun Pavilion martial artists he led would definitely not be the ones receiving the primary credit.

Starting from after 3:00 PM on July 8th, the Barbarian-Slaying Army of over seven thousand people traveled for over six hours, and it was not until after 9:00 PM that they stopped to set up camp.

For over six hours, running and stopping, taking elixirs to rest when tired, the Barbarian-Slaying Army's straight-line marching distance in the wilderness jungle exceeded twenty miles!

Without the Green Frost Army opening the way, the straight-line marching distance of ordinary border troops in the wilderness jungle for six hours would not exceed five miles.

"The straight-line distance we travel each day from now on cannot be less than fifty miles, so that we can arrive ahead of the Northern Barbarian King to intercept and kill him!"

This was what Bai Yan said to Li Fei and the others.

In the wilderness jungle, a straight-line marching distance of no less than fifty miles per day—such an astonishingly high speed was only possible for a team like the Barbarian-Slaying Army.

According to Bai Yan's estimation, as long as they could maintain this speed, and if everything went smoothly, they would intercept and kill the Northern Barbarian King in eight days!

The night passed without incident.

At 4:00 AM the next morning, before dawn, Bai Yan ordered everyone to take elixirs and then begin the journey.

Until 12:00 PM, the Barbarian-Slaying Army crossed the jungle, climbed over a small mountain, and crossed an unknown number of undulating hills, reaching a straight-line marching distance of thirty miles.

All the Lan Xun Pavilion martial artists responsible for opening the way were already exhausted to the point of collapse.

Even with sufficient energy-replenishing elixirs to replenish energy, the body was not made of iron after all; muscles would ache, mental energy would be consumed, and even the implanted bodies would have a period of fatigue, unable to absorb energy continuously and then provide it to the human body continuously.

Bai Yan finally ordered a rest.

Li Fei arranged for people to be responsible for patrolling the perimeter as usual, and waited for the scouts walking at the very front to return and report the situation.

A moment later, a Lan Xun Pavilion martial artist returned carrying another person on his back.

Li Fei raised an eyebrow and took the initiative to greet them:

"What happened?"

"Marquis, we encountered an exotic beast, and he was injured by the exotic beast."

The person who came put down the martial artist he was carrying on his back; only to see that the other person's chest and abdomen were covered in blood, the entire abdomen was almost torn apart, and the intestines inside were all severed!

Both of these people were scouts who had been sent out.

On the route drafted by Bai Yan, the Barbarian-Slaying Army had not encountered any enemies so far.

But in this wilderness jungle, the danger was never just people.

"Marquis, I have already used healing medicine on him, but it can barely stop the bleeding; this kind of injury..."

The surrounding Lan Xun Pavilion martial artists all gathered around; among them were those skilled in medicine, who could see at a glance that even if such an injury could be treated, this person would completely lose his combat effectiveness from now on.

Unless he was given extremely precious healing holy medicine, he could not recover in a short time.

But the injured scout was only a martial artist at the Po Ti stage; where was he worth using healing holy medicine on?

Everyone who gathered around fell silent.

The Barbarian-Slaying Army still had a long way to go, and there were important missions yet to be completed; a person who had completely lost combat effectiveness could not keep up with the main force.

Send someone to keep carrying him forward?

Send someone to stay behind and look after him?

Or send someone to escort him back?

This was war!

Therefore, none of these options were realistic.

"Marquis..."

The martial artist who was seriously injured had a pale face and smiled with some difficulty, saying to Li Fei:

"Give me... leave some injury medicine and energy-replenishing elixirs... I'll stay here."

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A silence.

The Lan Xun Pavilion martial artists who gathered around all knew very well that this was the only choice!

This made them all feel a bit of "fox mourning for the rabbit."

Because if it were one of them who was seriously injured next, this would also be their final outcome.

Li Fei squatted down calmly, placing his palm gently on the other person's abdomen; cyan light flowed out from his palm like liquid, entering the other person's body.

The other person's injuries began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye!

This scene made the people around them burst into exclamations.

They knew that many Dao Ji stage powerhouses had extraordinary healing abilities, but even core-level extraordinary abilities could basically only heal themselves and could not heal others.

Li Fei actually possessed an extraordinary ability that could heal others, and the healing effect was so powerful?!

One minute later, the scout who had been seriously injured stood up again.

Cheers rang out all around.

"Marquis!"

The scout who had been cured knelt on one knee directly to Li Fei in excitement:

"Thank you, Marquis, for saving my life!"

Li Fei calmly helped the other person up and patted the other person's shoulder:

"Be careful in the future."

Then he turned and left, continuing to arrange tasks.

This matter soon spread throughout the entire Barbarian-Slaying Army.

After learning of this, the over three thousand Lan Xun Pavilion martial artists under Li Fei's command could not help but have their morale greatly boosted!

The other over three thousand Imperial Guard troops also felt encouraged.

After all, having a "divine doctor" like Li Fei in a team would certainly make people feel much more at ease.

After resting for over two hours, Bai Yan ordered the entire army to set off again.

Along the way, the Barbarian-Slaying Army still did not encounter any enemies, but five scouts died in attacks by exotic beasts, and seven scouts who were seriously injured were all saved by Li Fei using "Green God."

Until after 9:00 PM, Bai Yan ordered the entire army to set up camp and rest.

Today, the straight-line distance the Barbarian-Slaying Army traveled exceeded sixty miles!

"Marquis, Commander Bai requests your presence."

At night, a personal guard came to the outside of Li Fei's tent and said in a low voice.

Li Fei got up, walked out of the tent, followed this personal guard to the outside of Bai Yan's tent, and then he walked in alone.

Inside Bai Yan's tent was a simple wooden table with a map on it; when Li Fei walked into the tent, he was leaning over the map writing and drawing.

"Commander Bai."

Li Fei greeted him.

Bai Yan got up and nodded at him: "Sit."

The seats were two wooden stumps.

After both sat down, Bai Yan asked directly:

"I heard that the Marquis of Jing'an saved a total of eight seriously injured scouts today?"

Li Fei's eyes shifted, and he nodded: "Yes."

Bai Yan looked at him: "It is admirable that the Marquis of Jing'an is leading troops for the first time and is so protective of his soldiers."

Li Fei did not speak; he knew that the other party calling him over alone in the middle of the night was certainly not to praise him.

Sure enough, Bai Yan continued:

"I know the Marquis of Jing'an has astonishing combat power and has also practiced a supernatural ability that can absorb the energy of heaven and earth, but doesn't saving people like this cause you consumption?"

Li Fei said calmly: "Naturally, there is consumption."

The healing effect of "Green God" is very strong, and the consumption is naturally also very large!

Even if Li Fei has the 【Mixed Heaven Golden Palace】 supernatural ability and can absorb the energy of heaven and earth to replenish his innate Qi, "Green God" consumes more than just innate Qi.

The implanted body itself has consumption, and Li Fei's mental energy also has consumption.

Neither of these can be recovered in a short time.

A martial artist's "essence, energy, and spirit"—elixirs or supernatural abilities like 【Mixed Heaven Golden Palace】 can replenish "essence" and "energy," but they cannot replenish "spirit."

Elixirs that can quickly restore a martial artist's mental energy are very rare and also very precious.

Likewise, elixirs that can quickly restore the source consumption of an implanted body are also the same.

Compared with martial artists of the same realm, Li Fei, who possesses the 【Mixed Heaven Golden Palace】 supernatural ability, indeed has very strong sustained combat capability.

But that does not mean he is a "perpetual motion machine."

Bai Yan looked at him: "I have heard about your battle with Luo Xu; in this Barbarian-Slaying Army, apart from us few Grandmasters and top-tier True Persons, your combat power should be the strongest! Although the Imperial Guard troops' combat power is also very strong, their ability to fight a protracted war is not as good as yours."

"Therefore, to me, you are a very important part of the upcoming combat plan!"

"Can the Marquis of Jing'an understand what I mean?"

Li Fei was silent for a moment, then nodded: "I understand."

Bai Yan looked at him for a few seconds, and finally said:

"Your healing ability is of course also very useful, but below the Dao Ji stage, they are not worth you taking action to save."

His tone was not stern, but Li Fei knew clearly that this was a military order officially issued by the other party!

"Yes, Commander Bai."

Li Fei also said seriously to Bai Yan.

A smile appeared on Bai Yan's face: "The Marquis of Jing'an should rest early."

Li Fei nodded and turned to walk toward the outside of the tent.

"Li Fei."

When he was about to walk out of the tent, Bai Yan's voice suddenly came from behind.

He turned his head to look at the other party.

"People will definitely die in war."

Bai Yan looked into Li Fei's eyes and said word by word:

"This is war!"

Li Fei pursed his lips: "Thank you for the reminder, Commander Bai."

Then he walked out of the tent.

Inside the tent, Bai Yan continued to study the map with his head down.

The night passed without incident.

Early the next morning, the Barbarian-Slaying Army continued on its way.

Before departing, Bai Yan issued a military order in his capacity as the commander of the Barbarian-Slaying Army:

From this moment on, anyone who is injured and temporarily loses the ability to move will be left where they are, with a portion of supplies left for them, and there is no need to bring them back into the team.

Li Fei pursed his lips upon hearing this military order.

He knew this was Bai Yan's good intention.

The other party took the initiative to be the villain, without forcing Li Fei to destroy the lofty image he had built up in the hearts of the Lan Xun Pavilion martial artists.

No one questioned Bai Yan's military order, and the Barbarian-Slaying Army continued on its way.

On this day, a total of sixteen scouts died, and fifteen scouts were seriously injured.

None of the seriously injured scouts returned to the team.

July 11th, 9:00 AM.

On the fourth day of the Barbarian-Slaying Army venturing deep into the wilderness, their straight-line marching distance had already exceeded one hundred and fifty miles.

Along the way, the Barbarian-Slaying Army had not encountered any Northern Barbarian warriors!

Such a result fully demonstrated the leadership ability of Bai Yan as a commander, making the entire army have more confidence in the completion of this mission.

At 12:00 PM, Bai Yan ordered the entire army to rest, and then temporarily summoned all high-level members to hold a meeting.

"We have a branch gathering place of the Fire Red Qilin Tribe ahead."

Bai Yan went straight to the point, "Around 6:00 PM tonight, we will arrive there, and I intend to wipe out this branch."

He said it lightly, as if he were saying he was going to have dinner at 6:00 PM tonight.

Qi Zhou, who was on the side, raised a question: "Commander Bai, why must we wipe out this branch? Can't we bypass it?"

Bai Yan shook his head: "There are three reasons."

"First, bypassing this branch would require us to climb over two more large mountains, which would seriously affect our march."

"Second, this branch is set up next to a river, and our marching route will continue to follow this river, so that we can always have water to use."

"Third, whether it is the over three thousand Imperial Guard troops, the Lan Xun Pavilion martial artists, or everyone present, actually none of you have truly fought against Northern Barbarian warriors and powerhouses; I need such a 'warm-up battle' to let everyone become familiar with the rhythm of the upcoming fighting."

After listening to Bai Yan's explanation, Li Fei suddenly understood some principles of marching and fighting.

Physical strength and innate Qi can be replenished by elixirs, but replenishing water must rely on drinking water.

The drinking water carried by the Barbarian-Slaying Army had already been completely exhausted the day before yesterday.

And the day before yesterday, Bai Yan "happened" to lead everyone to find a lake to replenish water once.

This meant that when Bai Yan considered the marching route, he not only had to consider avoiding the enemy but also had to consider the water consumption of the entire army, and consider when and where to find water sources.

The entire wilderness is so vast; without the ability to obtain enemy intelligence at any time, Li Fei was originally wondering how Bai Yan would predict the Northern Barbarian King's marching route to intercept and kill him precisely?

Now he understood.

Terrain, water sources, the fastest marching route.

With these three superimposed, the marching routes the Northern Barbarian King could actually choose were not many.

"Does anyone else have any questions?"

Bai Yan looked around at everyone present and asked.

No one asked any more questions.

"Good, then I will assign the combat mission for tonight."

Under the night sky, below a valley, on a river beach, there was a large complex of buildings.

This was the Fire Red Qilin Tribe's branch gathering place.

As one of the four strong tribes of the Northern Barbarians, the Fire Red Qilin Tribe had a total population of over one million and a total of over a dozen branches.

This branch, built on the river beach, was home to over fifty thousand people.

When the Fire Red Qilin Tribe decided to go all out to support the Dream Lion Tribe and respond to the Northern Barbarian King's order, the headquarters sent the order to all branches, letting all branches also send a team to provide support.

This Fire Red Qilin Tribe branch had over ten thousand warriors, and they had sent out over three thousand.

Under the night sky, many bonfires and torches were lit in the building complex of the branch.

Above the valley, Li Fei arrived at the edge of the cliff silently, overlooking the building complex below.

To ensure the suddenness of the surprise attack, Bai Yan sent powerhouses from the Barbarian-Slaying Army to act as scouts, solving all the dark sentries set up by this Fire Red Qilin Tribe branch on the perimeter silently.

Li Fei also took action.

Just now, relying on Sword State: Shadowless and Formless, he solved five dark sentries in a way that was almost invisible.

Next, he would also act as a vanguard, leading the team to slaughter their way into the Fire Red Qilin Tribe branch below.

"To ensure that the news of our team will not be leaked, I require that this battle tonight must completely annihilate all enemies."

"This Fire Red Qilin Tribe branch has over fifty thousand people; not a single one can be left!"

Li Fei's mind recalled the order Bai Yan issued in the tent during the day.

At this moment, looking at the large building complex below and the Northern Barbarians coming and going, he had a concrete concept of over fifty thousand people.

The river in the distance flowed murmuringly, and the moonlight cast a ripple of light on the river surface.

For the tens of thousands of people in the Fire Red Qilin Tribe branch, this was an ordinary, quiet night.

Li Fei looked down at his feet.

In the soil under his feet was a skeleton that had been half-buried; moonlight shone on the skeleton, and one could clearly see rows of tooth marks left on it.

These were not tooth marks left by wild beasts...

Li Fei looked at the skeleton under his feet expressionlessly; after looking for a good while, he raised his head again, and then leaped down toward the valley below.

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