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Thirty auras approached from afar.

Lin Feng sat cross-legged without moving, his mental energy silently spreading out, and everything within a three-kilometer radius appeared clearly in his mind.

Three flanking maneuvers, ten men in each.

They all wore concealment cloaks, their auras completely hidden, making them undetectable to ordinary martial masters.

But under Lin Feng's psychic power, these people were no different from people using flashlights in broad daylight.

And each person was also holding a small flag.

The flag was coated with some kind of dark red, viscous liquid, and you could smell a fishy stench from hundreds of meters away.

"A banner to attract beasts?"

Lin Feng chuckled to himself.

He had seen this thing in the system database. The flag was coated with a special pheromone that, once activated, could attract a swarm of strange beasts from within a ten-mile radius.

The Bai family has a variety of methods; they don't intend to confront him directly, but rather to drown him with a beast tide.

also.

Come here.

In the camp, Zhou Yuan was squatting on the ground wiping his battle knife, while three team members were roasting dried meat around the campfire.

The group chatted and laughed, completely unaware that the danger surrounding them was closing in.

Lin Feng did not offer any reminder.

He kept his eyes closed, using his mental power to lock onto the strongest of the thirty people—a Martial Venerable at the fifth level, who was the leader of this group of assassins.

The person was hiding under an old locust tree in the northwest, speaking softly into a miniature communicator in his sleeve.

Lin Feng's telekinesis was so sensitive that he could detect sound wave vibrations, and he intercepted the other party's conversation without missing a single word.

"Young Master Xiuze is already on his way. Use the beast tide to wear him down first. Young Master Xiuze will arrive in fifteen minutes to reap the rewards."

The voice coming from the communicator was that of the referee surnamed Li in the monitoring room.

The leader of the assassins lowered his voice and replied, "Five rookies. Young Master Xiuze won't even need to lift a finger. The beast tide will crush them into dust."

Lin Feng silently made a mental note of it.

With a slight shift in his thoughts, the Starfall Nine Tribulations Blade in his storage ring trembled silently.

Thirty-six dark silver throwing knives emerged from the ring, transforming into silver threads almost invisible to the naked eye. They slid down his sleeve, flew close to the ground, and disappeared into the withered leaves and bushes.

There was no sound, no spiritual energy fluctuation.

Thirty-six silver lines each locked onto the position of a formation flag, silently lying in wait.

Five hundred meters away, the assassins began to move.

Thirty people emerged from their hiding place at the same time, their movements perfectly synchronized. Each person planted their animal-attracting flag into the ground, the flagpole sinking one-third of the way into the soil.

Thirty-six flags were arranged in a hexagonal ring, completely enclosing Lin Feng's camp in the center.

The leader of the assassins placed his right hand on the main flag at the center of the formation.

"activation!"

Thirty assassins simultaneously channeled their spiritual energy into the array flags in front of them.

The dark red liquid on the flag instantly boiled, and a strong, nauseating stench rose into the air.

Thirty-six flags echo each other, energy loops are rapidly connected, and an invisible network is taking shape.

Just one last step.

Lin Feng made a move.

"Ding ding ding ding ding!"

Thirty-six streaks of silver light flashed in the same breath!

Each throwing knife struck precisely at the connection point between the spirit stone and the flagpole of the array flag, not cutting the spirit stone, but severing the flow path of the array's energy.

The pheromones that should have been radiating outwards lost their guiding function from the array, causing the energy circulation to become instantly disordered.

"Bang!"

Thirty-six battle flags exploded simultaneously.

The pheromones, which were concentrated ten or a hundred times, did not spread out; instead, they suddenly collapsed inward and then exploded.

To be precise, the bomb hit thirty suicide soldiers.

"puff!"

A foul-smelling liquid sprayed all over the leader's face, and the other twenty-nine assassins fared no better. Each of them was soaked from head to toe in that dark red viscous liquid, their pores filled with this deadly stench.

Everyone was stunned.

"Oh no! The formation is backfiring!"

He finally realized what had happened, and his face turned deathly pale.

With such a concentration of pheromones clinging to their bodies, they would be nothing more than walking, deadly, tempting pieces of fresh meat to any alien beast.

"Retreat! Everyone, retreat immediately!"

The leader took off running.

However, as soon as he turned around, three dark silver throwing knives were embedded in the tree trunk a foot behind him, the blades sinking three inches into the wood, and the tips of the knives were still buzzing and vibrating.

It's sealed off.

He slammed on the brakes, his heart nearly leaping out of his throat.

He quickly scanned his surroundings and found that the other assassins were in a worse situation than him, with silver throwing knives hovering in their escape routes.

It's not that we can't fly there, it's that we don't dare.

Because the spiritual energy attached to those throwing knives was so sharp that it even cut the air, creating visible distortions.

"Who is it? Who is making this move in secret?" the leader shouted angrily.

No one answered him.

From the direction of the camp, Zhou Yuan and his three companions finally noticed the abnormality and drew their swords in preparation.

"Lieutenant Lin! There are people outside!"

Lin Feng opened his eyes, stood up from the rock, and dusted off his pants.

"I know, don't panic."

As he said this, the ground beneath his feet began to shake.

It wasn't a slight tremor; the entire ground of Hundred Poison Valley was shaking, as if something enormous was crushing down from afar.

A sound like muffled thunder came from all directions.

"Awooo, awooo—"

Wolf howls.

Not just one or two, but hundreds or thousands.

Zhou Yuan's expression changed drastically, and he suddenly looked up towards the valley entrance.

A dark, swarming herd of beasts surged out from the horizon, like a layer of gray-black tide.

A-grade alien beast, a berserk giant wolf!

Each one was half a person's height, with gray-black hair standing on end, thick and stiff like iron needles.

Thousands of giant wolves were driven mad by the pheromones, their eyes red and drooling as they ran wildly toward the direction with the strongest scent.

The strongest scent came from the thirty Bai family assassins, their bodies soaked in pheromones.

"God......"

Zhou Yuan almost dropped his sword.

He had never seen a beast tide composed of thousands of A-level alien beasts since he joined the army.

"Protect me! Hold them off! Hold them off!"

Five hundred meters away, the Bai family members' roars were heart-wrenching.

The thirty assassins were forced to abandon their breakout attempt and formed a defensive circle back to back. They activated their protective qi at full power and wielded their weapons in a dense, impenetrable formation.

But it didn't work.

The first wave of charging wolves numbered at least two hundred.

They didn't care about formations or defenses at all; they charged headlong into the ranks of the suicide soldiers with bloodshot eyes.

Sharp teeth bite into the protective aura; if one bite doesn't break through, try two, three, or even five bites at once!

The five assassins on the perimeter were taken down in almost three seconds.

The sounds of shattering protective energy, the metallic whistling of armor being torn apart, and the screams of humans mingled together, filling the entire Hundred Poison Valley with these horrific noises.

"Signal flare! Fire the signal flare!"

The leader, covered in blood, parried the giant wolves that pounced on him while pulling a signal flare from his pocket and crushing it with trembling hands.

"boom--"

A red firework shot into the sky and exploded in mid-air.

SOS signal.

It was sent to Bai Xiuzhe.

Lin Feng witnessed the whole thing.

He had moved from the rock to a branch of a large tree, where he sat with his legs crossed, watching.

Below, three more assassins were dragged down by the wolves, their screams abruptly cut short.

Zhou Yuan and his three companions huddled under the tree, looking up at the forest peaks above and then at the chaotic battlefield of humans and beasts in the distance, their expressions extremely complex.

"Lieutenant Lin, those people..."

"No need to save them, they're all from the Bai family."

Lin Feng spoke in a calm and indifferent tone.

"Those flags were beast-attracting flags, using pheromones to summon a beast horde to rush towards our camp. And as you can see, that's how it turned out."

Zhou Yuan and the other three gasped in unison.

Does this mean that Lieutenant Lin deflected the beast-summoning formation back?

Use the Bai family's beast tide to wipe out the Bai family?

Zhou Yuan suddenly felt a chill run down his spine.

This lieutenant, who looked younger than them, was terrifyingly meticulous.

In the distance, less than half of the termite colony's thirty-strong force remained.

A dozen or so suicide soldiers huddled together for a last stand, but the wolf pack was simply too numerous. They had barely driven back one wave when another attacked.

Seeing that there were not many people left, Lin Feng jumped down from the tree.

He didn't look at the assassins, but turned to look at the dense forest further behind the wolf pack.

There, an aura was rapidly approaching.

Extremely fast.

The strong winds that reached almost to the treetops bent them over.

The oppressive aura of a seventh-level Martial Venerable could be clearly felt even from thousands of meters away.

Bai Xiuzhe.

They saw the signal flare and rushed over to "harvest" it.

Lin Feng patted the debris off his hands and glanced back at the wolf pack that was still surging towards them.

If all of the thousands of A-grade giant wolves were killed...

He casually opened the system panel and glanced at his martial arts points balance.

The Thunder Abyss Vulture had just swept through the middle level, earning him nearly a million Martial Arts Points. Add to that the sheer number of wolves in this wave...

That's enough.

Lin Feng put away the system panel and turned to face the dense forest.

The footsteps grew closer.

The treetops shook violently, and a figure leaped out of the air, landing steadily on a giant rock behind the wolf pack.

Bai Xiuzhe.

Dressed in white, he stood with his hands behind his back, surveying the chaotic battlefield before him from his elevated position.

He first saw the remains of the dead soldiers scattered on the ground and the wolves tearing at each other in a frenzy, and his brows furrowed slightly.

Looking up again, I saw Lin Feng standing under the tree.

Eyes facing each other.

Bai Xiuzhe's lips moved slightly.

"you......"

He hadn't even finished the second word.

Behind Lin Feng, a cry of an eagle pierced the sky.

The enormous shadow of the Thunder Abyss Vulture swooped down from the clouds, crackling with purple lightning between its wings, and hurtled straight toward the pack of wolves at Bai Xiuzhe's feet.

It's not Chong Baixiuze.

It was a pack of wolves.

Bai Xiuzhe's pupils contracted, and he subconsciously took three steps back.

Lin Feng had already drawn the long spear from his back.

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