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Looking back, the cave entrance was hidden behind a thick clump of bushes, making it extremely difficult to find. From the outside, it looked like just an ordinary mountain wall.

"Where...is this?" Urna dismounted from Lin Feng's back and looked around.

Lin Feng frowned as well. He looked into the distance, trying to find familiar landmarks.

Suddenly, his gaze sharpened as he looked southeast. On the distant horizon, a blurry, dark outline could be vaguely seen, like the spine of a giant dragon stretching across the land.

That's... a branch of the Yanshan Mountains! Ironwall City is located on the southern slope of that mountain range! They actually traveled all the way from beneath the royal court to the mountainous area even closer to Ironwall City!

"Look over there!" Lin Feng pointed to the outline of the mountain range. "That's the Yanshan Mountains, and Iron Wall City is to the south of that end."

Urna followed his finger, looked closely, and her eyes lit up with joy: "It's Yanshan! That's right! We...we escaped!"

The two continued on their journey.

A very simple, low wooden house made of logs and bark was found by the roadside.

"This place... used to be a temporary stop for hunters or herbalists." Urna gasped for breath, looking around. "Judging from its dilapidated state, it's been abandoned for at least a decade."

Lin Feng also surveyed the wooden hut, a thoughtful look flashing in his eyes. He walked to the front of the hut and peered inside. The interior was small and empty, except for a thick layer of dust and cobwebs.

But in a corner of the cabin, he discovered some unusual traces—several stones that had been moved and seemed to have been used as stepping stones, with fresh signs of disturbance on the ground beneath them. Although deliberately concealed, these traces did not escape Lin Feng's notice.

"Someone came here recently," Lin Feng said in a deep voice.

Urna's heart skipped a beat: "Are they from Brte's men? Or... the Black Wolf Tribe? Or Feng Kun's 'Shadow Wolves'?"

"Anything is possible." Lin Feng's sharp gaze swept around, especially the more secluded path leading to the canyon, which was covered by vines.

"It seems that more people know about this secret path than we thought. At the very least, our enemies may have already laid an ambush here, or are looking for a favorable position to strike."

"What should we do then? Take a detour?" Urna asked worriedly.

Lin Feng surveyed the terrain, then looked up at the sky; the sun was already setting. "There's no time to take a detour. We can only gamble that they haven't set up an ambush here."

Then, Lin Feng, supporting Urna, headed straight for the path leading to the canyon. Lin Feng walked ahead, holding a knife in one hand, seemingly casually parting the vines blocking the way, but his sharp gaze swept over the rocks and bushes on both sides.

Urna followed half a step behind him, seemingly weakly supporting his arm, while her other hand, holding a knife, was hidden in her sleeve, ready to strike.

The path winds downwards, becoming increasingly narrow, with steep cliffs on both sides covered in withered vines and shrubs.

The light dimmed, with only a sliver of sky overhead. This was indeed an excellent ambush location.

After walking about a hundred paces, the road ahead was mostly blocked by several huge rocks that looked like they had rolled down naturally, leaving only a gap that could only allow one person to pass sideways.

Just as Lin Feng was about to approach the rock, a sudden change occurred!

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!" Several powerful crossbow bolts shot out from behind the withered vines and bushes on both sides of the cliff, at tricky angles, aiming straight for Lin Feng and Urna's vital points!

Two more dark figures, like ghosts, swooped down from above the rocks, their short blades gleaming coldly, and attacked the two men from above!

There was indeed an ambush! And there were at least four or five people, working together seamlessly and striking ruthlessly—just like the style of Feng Kun's "Shadow Wolves"!

However, Lin Feng and Urna seemed to be prepared! Just as the crossbow bolts whistled through the air, Lin Feng suddenly charged forward, not to dodge, but to slam his body into the rocks blocking their path! At the same time, he pushed Urna with his backhand, sending her tumbling under a protruding rock to his side and behind!

He himself, taking advantage of the momentum of his charge, narrowly avoided the crossbow bolts.

His act of crashing into the rock was completely unexpected by "Shadow Wolf," causing the two people who pounced down from above the rock to miss their target!

"Kill!" Lin Feng roared, using the force of his body hitting the rock to bounce back. His long sword transformed into a streak of lightning, sweeping across a bush on the left cliff where crossbow bolts were coming from!

As the blade flashed, withered vines snapped and bushes flew everywhere. A muffled groan rang out, and a dark figure staggered out, a deep, bone-revealing gash on his chest, blood gushing out!

At the same time, Urna, who had been pushed under the rock by Lin Feng, also moved! Unlike ordinary wounded people who would curl up and hide, she rolled out from under the rock the moment the crossbow bolt missed its target, like a mother leopard that had been waiting for a long time. Her scimitar drew a strange arc from bottom to top, aiming at the groin of the dark figure that was pouncing down from the other side!

The "Shadow Wolf" never expected the heavily injured woman to be so fierce and cunning. He hurriedly twisted his body to dodge, but his thigh was slashed open by the curved blade, and he fell to the ground screaming.

The battle erupted in the blink of an eye and quickly escalated into a fierce struggle.

Lin Feng's sword strikes were like a dragon, darting left and right in the narrow space. Each strike carried a fierce killing intent, forcing the remaining three "Shadow Wolves" to retreat repeatedly, making it difficult for them to aim their crossbows.

Although Urna was seriously injured, her advantage lay in her unexpectedness and ruthless fighting spirit. She fought the wounded "Shadow Wolf" and held her own.

"This is a tough one! Retreat!" One of the "Shadow Wolves," who seemed to be the leader, saw that his sneak attack had failed and two of his men had been killed instantly. He knew he had met a tough opponent, so he shouted and made a feint with his sword before retreating into the depths of the canyon.

The other two did not hesitate and turned to flee.

"Trying to leave?" A fierce glint flashed in Lin Feng's eyes. How could he allow them to go back and report?

He pushed off with his feet, his body moving like lightning, instantly catching up with the last "Shadow Wolf". With a flash of his blade, the man's head flew off!

At the same time, he raised his left hand, and a dark light flew out of his hand—it was a stone!

The stone, with a dull thud, struck another fleeing "Shadow Wolf" precisely in the back, like a meteor! The man was struck as if by a heavy hammer, falling forward, spitting blood, clearly beyond saving.

Only the leader, with his strange movements, leaped a few times, ran to where the warhorses were hidden, mounted one, and cracked his whip. With a neigh from the warhorse, he disappeared into the darkness deep within the canyon.

Lin Feng didn't pursue further and quickly retreated to Urna's side. The "Shadow Wolf" who was fighting with Urna had a leg injury and was unable to move easily. Urna seized the opportunity and slit his throat with a single stroke.