Chapter 975: Chapter 975 Thoughts
"The opposing forces of ice and fire, such contradictory powers, have actually unleashed such tremendous strength. It seems my mission is complete!" The magicianâs figure vanished into the mystic fog, gradually distancing itself.
Feeling the magicianâs aura fading, Yuwen Xiangyu did not pursue but gently cradled Tang Fengxiao in her arms, her beautiful eyes welling with tears. "You fool, your injuries clearly havenât healed, why must you act brave?"
"Cough, cough!" Tang Fengxiao looked at Yuwen Xiangyu, a faint smile curling at the corners of his mouth. "I said that I would protect you. A man must keep his word!"
Yuwen Xiangyu, feigning anger, lightly tapped Tang Fengxiao on the chest. "You big fool."
"Cough, cough!" A coughing sound suddenly echoed from the fog. "If you keep this up, my good brother is going to bleed out and die!"
Ling Feng appeared before the two of them, a teasing expression flickering across his face as he looked at them.
Though Yuwen Xiangyuâs face flushed slightly, she did not release the injured Tang Fengxiao from her embrace, holding him tightly in her arms.
"Brother Ling, whatâs the situation now? Who was the attacker?" Tang Fengxiao asked.
Ling Feng tossed a packet of hemostatic medicine to Yuwen Xiangyu and said, "Itâs clear that weâve fallen for a trap. The enemyâs objective was to kill all of us, and this setup was precisely for that purpose."
"Why would they do this? What do they gain from it?" Yuwen Xiangyu asked while applying the medicine to Tang Fengxiaoâs wounds with a puzzled look.
"Allow me to answer that question!" Another figure emerged beside them, speaking with a bitter smile. "They merely wish to use the blood qi of martial artists like us to nurture the Red-eyed White Tiger!"
This figure was none other than Dark Night. Ling Feng gazed at the disheveled Dark Night and said, "Looks like those two have met with misfortune, havenât they?"
Dark Night nodded, letting out a sigh. "If I hadnât seen it with my own eyes, I wouldnât have believed that Brown would stoop to such actions. Turns out, heâs a pawn placed by the Hand of Death within the Supernatural Organization!"
Yuwen Xiangyuâs eyes widened in shock; she never imagined that the seemingly cheerful leader Brown could turn out to be that kind of person!
Ling Feng scanned the surroundings and uttered a low command, "Disperse!"
A powerful mental shock swept across the area, scattering the surrounding fog until not a trace remained.
"Dark Night, take them and hide. Leave Brown and the Red-eyed White Tiger to me!" Ling Feng said firmly, his gaze fixed on the two distant silhouettes.
"This wonât work! According to Brown, thereâs at least one master of the Demi-God Domain lurking in the shadows. You alone..." Dark Night said with concern.
"Donât worry, Iâve got this!" Ling Feng smiled faintly. "If Xiangyu and Fengxiao stay here, theyâll distract me. Take them away, itâll give me a better chance to handle them!"
Faced with Ling Fengâs resolute gaze, Dark Night took a deep breath and said, "Fine. I may not know what kind of trump card you have, but I believe in you. Iâll find a safe spot for Xiangyu and Fengxiao and come back for you!"
Dark Night then turned to Yuwen Xiangyu and said, "Grab Fengxiao; letâs go."
As Dark Night and the others vanished from sight, Ling Feng turned back around to face the two figures before him.
"I may not know who you are, but youâve made a foolish decision!" Brown and the Red-eyed White Tiger stood before Ling Feng. Brown sneered, "Should I commend your courage, or deride your ignorance?"
Ling Feng smirked and licked his lips, letting out a mischievous chuckle. "Donât make me out to be so noble. I just wanted to askâyou were responsible for raising the Red-eyed White Tiger, werenât you? So, you must know how to tame it, correct?"
Brown froze for a moment, then chuckled as if Ling Feng had told a laughable joke. "Do you mean to say..."
Ling Feng nodded and said, "Exactly. I think giving the Red-eyed White Tiger to Redick would be a waste. How about we negotiate? You tell me how to tame the White Tiger, and Iâll spare your life. Deal?"
Brown burst into laughter, as though Ling Feng had said the most ridiculous thing ever. "Ah, youâre killing me! I thought you were just overconfident, but now I seeâyouâre a total fool!"
Suddenly, his laughter ceased, replaced by a sinister expression. "Alright then! If you can beat the Red-eyed White Tiger down to its last breath, itâll naturally submit to you. But do you have that kind of ability?"
"Is it really that simple?" Ling Feng frowned. Could it truly be this straightforward?
Just then, the magicianâs voice transmitted directly to Ling Fengâs ears. "Master, in this Illusory Realm, I can confirm that Brown was not lying just now."
Ling Feng nodded. If Brown wasnât lying, then taming the Red-eyed White Tiger would indeed require brute force. Ling Feng found this straightforward approach rather appealing.
"Yes, it really is that simple. But..." Brownâs face twisted into a vicious grin. "Unfortunately, you simply donât have what it takes to do it!"
With that, Brown waved his enormous hand, and dozens of transparent air tentacles shot toward Ling Feng, binding him tightly. Throughout the process, Ling Feng made no move, merely watching Brown with a calm expression.
Brown found Ling Fengâs serene gaze deeply unsettling, as if he himself were the clown in this scenario.
"With just a flick of my finger, your body will burst like a balloonâbang! Blood and flesh everywhere. Just imagining it gets my adrenaline pumping!" said Brown with sinister delight. "Arenât you afraid?"
Ling Feng let out a sigh. "To be honest, I was hoping youâd put some pressure on me. But now it seems... your strength is far from enough!"
As he spoke, Ling Fengâs body trembled slightly. The air tentacles binding him shattered in an instant. Brownâs face turned pale, clearly affected by the backlash of the breaking tentacles.
"How is this possible? How can your physical strength be this monstrous?" Brown exclaimed in disbelief. "I donât believe it!"
With that, Brown manipulated the air, conjuring countless qi blades in the sky, each gleaming with blood qi and emitting eerie lights.
"Strike!" Brown roared, sending a dense barrage of qi blades hurtling toward Ling Feng.
"What a scene... anyone with trypophobia would be terrified!" Ling Feng shrugged as he watched the incoming qi blades.
The countless qi blades struck Ling Fengâs body, but to everyoneâs astonishment, they vanished instantly, as if snowflakes falling into a blazing fire. Ling Feng remained entirely unharmed.