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The man with the grass in his mouth was still laughing.

"Kid, it's easy since you know the Zhao family. Eight hundred thousand, not a penny less. If you're Li Ming's friend, help him pay back the money, and we'll leave immediately."

Another man stood up, dusted himself off, and reached out his hand to Lin Feng.

"Yes, bank transfer or cash is fine. Interest is calculated daily; it's increased by another three thousand two today."

Lin Feng took the Lieshan off his shoulder and carried it in his hand.

The mountain splits open and the sword is drawn.

There was no warning whatsoever.

The man with the grass in his mouth hadn't finished speaking.

He looked down at his chest; a long knife had pierced through his body and was protruding from his back.

The man next to him, a martial artist at the third level, suddenly narrowed his eyes and reached for his waist.

late.

As Lin Feng drew his sword, he swept it horizontally.

A gust of wind swept past with a penetrating effect, slicing the second person through from his left shoulder to his right rib.

The two bodies fell to the ground at the base of the camp wall in less than a second.

Blood splattered on the wall and trickled down the cracks between the bricks.

[2 targets eliminated]

[Steel of the Blade: 272/500]

Lin Feng shook the blood off his knife and looked around.

The entrance to the seventh defense line was deserted; most people were eating at this time, and no one was passing by.

He squatted down and rummaged through the pockets of the two men.

A collection order from Zhao's Money Shop, stamped with the Zhao family's seal.

A stack of cash, probably two or three thousand yuan.

Both daggers were junk.

Lin Feng didn't mind, and after taking everything into his pocket, he dragged the two corpses to the wasteland behind the camp.

The northern wilderness lacks everything, except for the claw marks of strange beasts.

He placed the corpses in an area where there were signs of the strange beast's activity, and used the Mountain Splitter to add several lacerations to the two bodies, simulating the claws of the beast.

He was already very experienced in doing this kind of thing.

After he finished, he clapped his hands and walked back into the camp.

They ran into Wang Tie and Chen Lie.

Chen Lie crossed his arms, glanced at Lin Feng, and then looked out of the camp.

"Where are those two debt collectors at the door?"

"I'm gone."

Chen Lie looked at him for two more seconds.

"Gone?"

"Yes, I talked to them, and they've come to their senses. They think the northern border is too dangerous and have decided to return to Qingzhou."

Chen Lie's lips moved, but he didn't ask any further questions.

Those who have spent a long time in the North understand one thing.

Sometimes, it's better not to ask than to ask.

"Wang Tie told me about Li Ming's situation," Chen Lie got to the point. "The E17 crack hasn't been resolved in three days."

"Is the density of monsters in the rift too high?"

Chen Lie shook his head.

"It's not a density issue." His voice deepened. "Both rescue teams reported the same thing upon their return. An abnormal fluctuation appeared on the fifth level of the rift, much stronger than a normal E-level fluctuation."

Lin Feng frowned.

Abnormal fluctuations?

He had encountered a similar situation in an F-level rift before.

That time, the Crimson Earth Lizard built a nest deep within the crack, widening it from the inside.

Will the same thing happen this time?

"I'll go in." Lin Feng said without hesitation.

"Are you alone?" Chen Lie asked.

One person is enough.

Wang Tie, standing nearby, exclaimed anxiously, "I'll go too!"

Lin Feng glanced at him.

"You're a first-level martial artist, so entering an E-level rift shouldn't be a problem. But if there are D-level or even higher anomalies inside, you won't be of any help even if you go."

Wang Tie opened his mouth, but swallowed back the words of rebuttal that were on the tip of his tongue.

He was well aware of his own abilities.

At the first level of martial arts, one can barely protect oneself in an E-level rift; anything higher is just easy prey.

"Stay here and wait for me." Lin Feng patted him on the shoulder. "I'll bring Li Ming back."

Wang Tie gritted his teeth and nodded.

Chen Lie took out two pills from his pocket and handed them over.

"The aged Rejuvenation Pill is a bit more effective than the regular one."

Lin Feng took it, put it in his pocket, and turned to walk out of the camp.

The E17 crack is located 12 kilometers northwest of the seventh line of defense.

With his current speed as a fifth-dan martial artist, he could travel at full speed in less than twenty minutes.

Several lone F-level alien beasts were wandering in the distance, but upon sensing Lin Feng's presence, they kept their distance.

The aura of a martial arts master is a natural enemy to low-level beasts.

Fifteen minutes later, the entrance to the E17 crack came into view.

The crack was not large, about ten meters wide, and large patches of dried blood remained on the rocks at its edge.

There were human beings and mythical beasts among them.

There were no guards at the entrance.

This is a crack directly under the military's control, but because it is far from the camp, it is usually only inspected by patrol teams on a regular basis.

Lin Feng pulled out the cracked mountain and stepped inside.

The first level of the crack was covered with the corpses of strange beasts.

Lin Feng noticed something was wrong as soon as he went inside.

The rock walls on both sides of the passage were covered with traces of battle.

Slashes from knives, scratches from claws, old and new overlapping, densely packed.

However, the vast majority of the beast corpses were fresh.

Some of them were still bleeding.

"Someone cleared the road ahead." Lin Feng squatted down and examined the corpse of a steel-toothed rat.

The wound was caused by a dagger, the angle was crooked and the force was uneven.

Techniques at the martial arts apprentice level.

Li Ming.

Lin Feng stood up and quickened his pace to walk deeper into the area.

On the second floor, there were even more monster corpses.

But the signs of battle began to become chaotic, with some areas clearly showing one-on-many fights, and long trails of blood on the ground.

Someone was injured and retreated deeper into the area while fighting.

"This kid, instead of running out, he's going in?" Lin Feng muttered to himself, without stopping.

The third and fourth layers, push all the way through.

He easily dealt with any E-level alien beasts that appeared along the way.

Lin Feng is now completely outmatched by E-level alien beasts, eliminating them with a single, clean strike.

[Defeat 4 E-rank monsters: Armored Centipede, gain 200 Martial Arts Points]

[Defeat 3 E-rank monsters: Poison Claw Lizard, gain 150 Martial Arts Points]

[Defeat 6 E-rank monsters: Rock Beetles, gain 300 Martial Arts Points]

[Steel of the Blade: 281/500]

The system announcements kept ringing, martial arts points were accumulating, and talent levels were increasing.

But Lin Feng's attention was entirely focused on the footprints under his feet.

The bloodstains became increasingly dense.

In some places, drag marks can be seen, and in others, there are obvious signs of someone falling and struggling.

Li Ming was seriously injured.

The fifth floor.

Lin Feng stopped in his tracks.

The air has changed.

It's not temperature, it's pressure.

An energy fluctuation far exceeding that of an E-level rift surged from the end of the passage.

It was somber, heavy, and carried a frequency that made one's heart pound.

Chen Lie is right.

There are indeed anomalies of level D or higher here.

Lin Feng slowed his pace, holding the mountain-cracked barrier across his chest, and moved forward step by step.

After turning the last bend.

He saw it.

At the end of the fifth floor, there should have been a dead wall.

But now, a crack has appeared in that wall.

The opening is not large, about three meters wide and a little over two meters high, with the rocks at the edges displaying an eerie dark purple hue.

A strong aura of a strange beast emanated from the opening.

It's not Class E.

It's not a D-grade product.

It's grade C.

Inside the crack, there was another crack.

"A nesting doll?" Lin Feng stared at the opening, his mind racing.

A Class C crack was torn open from the depths of the Class E crack.

He had seen this phenomenon in textbooks; it's called "crack nesting," and it's extremely rare, usually occurring in areas where energy is too concentrated at the bottom of a crack.

The level of the beasts in the nested rifts is often one to two levels higher than that in the outer rifts.

The beasts inside the C-level rift are at least at the Martial Grandmaster level.

Lin Feng stood in front of the entrance for three seconds.

There are footprints on the ground.

They were shallow and messy, but they were indeed human footprints.

There is more than one group.

Besides Li Ming, there must be someone else.

Lin Feng took a deep breath, gripped the Rift Mountain a little tighter, and stepped inside.

As I passed through that dark purple opening, goosebumps rose on my skin, and the energy density in the air suddenly increased several levels.

The interior space is much more spacious than the exterior.

Lin Feng walked less than fifty meters forward when he heard the sound.

It wasn't the roar of a strange beast.

It's a human shout.

"Hold on! Don't let it rush over!"

"Old Zhang is dying! Quick, bring him over!"

"Does anyone have any more medicine? The wound won't stop healing!"

The sound came from deep within, noisy and desperate.

Lin Feng quickened his pace.