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The four continued deeper into the area.

The Blackwater Swamp seemed endless, the miasma grew thicker and thicker, and visibility was reduced to less than ten meters.

Along the way, there were third-tier swamp pythons, fourth-tier iron-backed toads, and swarms of blood-sucking mosquito beasts...

Wave after wave surged out from the mud, the trees, and the fog.

But the four of them became more and more ferocious as they fought!

The river wind's fist cleared a path, and where the flames passed, not a blade of grass grew.

Li Changsheng's green sword moved like the wind, targeting the vital points of the strange beasts.

Ling Yu's heavy sword was like a city wall; any sudden attack that crashed into it would be shattered to pieces.

Xiao Xingye became increasingly excited, and the moment an iron-backed toad leaped out of the water, his spear had already pierced the toad's head.

The four fought their way forward, with the corpses of strange beasts floating in the mud behind them.

After an unknown amount of time, just as Xiao Xingye knocked a mosquito beast away with a single spear thrust.

"clang!"

"boom!"

From the depths of the miasma ahead, the faint sounds of fighting could be heard.

Jiang Feng abruptly stopped in his tracks.

That sound... the direction of that sound...

someone.

Moreover, they were people who had long since ventured deep into the heart of the swamp.

Could it be Wei Lan?!

"Keep up!"

He practically roared those two words, a wave of mud erupting beneath his feet, and he transformed into a blur as he charged wildly toward the direction of the fighting.

The miasma surged and was forced open, creating a passage.

Behind him, Li Changsheng drew his green sword and gave chase.

……

The moment the miasma was blown away by the river wind, the scene on the open ground ahead came into clear view.

That was a man with a missing arm.

The left arm was severed at the shoulder, the cut was a bloody mess, and it was hastily bound with a piece of torn clothing, which had long been soaked in blood and turned blackish-red.

He staggered backward, leaving a pool of blood in the mud with each step. His face was as white as paper, and his lips were dry and cracked.

Even in such a disheveled state, his face was still strikingly handsome, and a hint of arrogance lingered between his brows.

Jin Muyang.

At this moment, this prodigy is being hunted down.

The one chasing him was a boy in black.

The boy was about seventeen or eighteen years old, thin, and his face was a pale one, as if he had never seen the sun.

What was most striking were his blood-red hands, as if they were soaked in human blood, gleaming with an eerie dark light in the miasma.

Liu Guanyi, one of the Seven Talents of Chengdu!

"Bang!"

Jin Muyang tripped over a tree root and fell heavily into the muddy water.

He struggled to get up, but failed twice. He could only support himself on the ground with his remaining right arm, panting heavily.

"Liu Guanyi!"

He gritted his teeth, his voice weak and trembling, "Why are you chasing me! I kindly told you that Shan Yan was part of a cult, and you actually ambushed me!"

The boy in black approached step by step, unhurriedly, like a cat playing with a mouse.

Upon hearing this, he suddenly laughed, a laugh so cold it was devoid of any warmth.

"That idiot Shan Yan... actually let you get away."

Jin Muyang's pupils suddenly contracted, and an expression of disbelief appeared on his face.

"What...what do you mean by that...are you also a member of a cult?!"

"Otherwise what?"

Liu Guanyi stopped and looked down at him, slowly raising his blood-red right hand.

"You think all of you so-called prodigies have gathered together just to compete?"

"Secret Realm League... Heh, what a fine altar."

He licked his lips. "Jin Muyang, you can't escape. Actually, you should thank Shan Yan. If he hadn't been careless and let you go, you could have died with some dignity."

As soon as he finished speaking, the blood in his right hand suddenly surged!

Crimson true energy condensed wildly in mid-air.

In the blink of an eye, a giant blood-red hand, over ten feet in size, materialized out of thin air!

Blood vessels bulged on the giant hand, and countless blurry human faces appeared and disappeared in the palm, emitting silent wails. A thick, bloody smell suddenly spread out, even dyeing the surrounding miasma pale red!

Supernatural Power - Bloodthirsty Heart-Slaying Technique!

"Die."

A gigantic, blood-red hand blotted out the sky and slammed down on Jin Muyang, who was in the muddy water!

Jin Muyang's pupils suddenly dilated.

The shadow of the giant hand loomed down, and the wind howled like the wailing of ghosts.

He wanted to hide, but he couldn't even lift a finger.

It’s over.

Jin Muyang, a genius of Linchuan, a once-in-a-century talent, the hope of the Jin family, was about to die in a place like the Blackwater Swamp.

"Burning Heaven - Fiery Fist!!!"

A loud shout exploded from the miasma above!

In Jin Muyang's unfocused vision, a figure descended from the sky, his true energy erupting like a volcano, golden flames burning fiercely on his right fist, burning a hole through the miasma within a radius of ten feet.

The fist slammed down fiercely, meeting the giant blood-red palm!

"boom!!!"

The golden flames collided with the blood-red palm, and the world fell silent.

The next instant, a deafening explosion resounded throughout the swamp!

The blood-red giant palm was as fragile as paper under the golden fist, cracking inch by inch from the center of the palm, and in the blink of an eye, the entire giant palm was burned into a sky full of blood mist!

The punches weren't finished!

The golden fist tore through the blood mist, its remaining power undiminished, and slammed heavily into Liu Guanyi's crossed arms as he tried to block!

With a crisp "crack", Liu Guan's feet left the ground and he flew backward!

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

He tumbled and crashed into three strange black trees, sending wood chips and mud flying dozens of feet away before he coughed up a mouthful of blood and barely managed to stop himself in the mud.

The entire room fell silent.

Jin Muyang lay on his back in the muddy water, staring blankly at the figure that had landed in front of him.

"Jiang...Feng?"

"Cough cough..."

Liu Guanyi stood up, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, his arms trembling uncontrollably.

He raised his hand and fiercely wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his sinister eyes fixed on Jiang Feng, his eyes surging with shock and disbelief.

"You brat...you've broken through to the fifth rank?!"

In the previous battle, Jiang Feng had not yet broken through, yet he had already been defeated.

now……

Liu Guanyi felt a sharp pain emanating from the bones in his arms, and his heart turned cold.

If he had continued to fight to the death, he would have been the one buried in this swamp today.

His gaze swept back and forth between Jiang Feng and Jin Muyang, and he suddenly let out a cold laugh.

"Jiang Feng...good, very good!"

"I'll remember this debt!"

Before he finished speaking, he retreated rapidly, disappearing into the depths of the dense miasma in a few flashes. His speed was astonishing, without the slightest hesitation.

Xiao Xingye and the others hadn't arrived yet. Jiang Feng glanced back, his brows furrowed.

He glanced down at it.

Blood was still seeping from Jin Muyang's severed arm, his face was ashen, and his breathing was so weak that it was almost imperceptible.

This guy has lost too much blood; if we don't save him soon, he'll really die.

"You're lucky you ran fast."

Jiang Feng snorted coldly, squatted down, and was about to check Jin Muyang's injuries.

Jin Muyang's eyelids twitched, and his lips moved slightly, as if he wanted to say something. But the next moment, everything went black before his eyes, his head lolled to the side, and he completely lost consciousness.

……

P.S.: I spent the whole day at the water park and didn't get home until tonight. I'll only be updating three chapters today; I'll make up for the two I owe tomorrow. From today onwards, Old Meng is another year older!