Chapter 61 of 100
Chapter 61
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The High Priest of Fenglang Town took deep, labored breaths. Despite his advanced age, he forcibly steadied his emotions, then suddenly opened his mouth and swallowed the Heart of Fenglang in his hand.
Instantly, his entire body began to tremble violently. His aura, which had already been at the seventh level, quickly plummeted, first to the sixth level, and then to the fifth level before gradually stabilizing. He also appeared even more aged.
The High Priest of Fenglang Town let out low, mournful roars and cries, but the already somewhat shriveled corpse of Feng Xiong showed no signs of life.
Shanling stood to the side, his eyes constantly flickering with light. He felt that he should leave as soon as possible. The High Priest of this town and the dead young lord were probably not as simple as they seemed!
The High Priest of Fenglang Town slowly stood up, his eyes burning as he looked at Shanling. Then, he took a deep breath, and the dim look in his eyes suddenly became profound. It seemed as if he was trying to imprint the image of the seventh-level Flash Leopard in front of him firmly in his mind.
A whirlwind rose from his hand, lifting the corpse of Fenglang Town's lord, Feng Xiong, and slowly carrying it back toward Fenglang Town.
Shanling took two steps forward but ultimately stopped. After a moment of thought, he chose a direction and quickly left.
His purpose for coming here had been achieved: he had saved the young Flash Leopard who was still alive, and the culprit was dead. He had also killed many Fenglang wolves.
The only thing that left him somewhat uncertain was that the High Priest of Fenglang Town and the dead Fenglang lord seemed to have something special about them. But no matter what, the Flash Leopards were on the right side. He would return to the clan and report first.
The High Priest of Fenglang Town, holding the corpse of the Fenglang lord, slowly flew back to the town, all the way to the altar, where he gently placed Feng Xiong's corpse in the center of the altar.
He muttered something, and the red in his eyes grew more intense.
The altar began to vibrate slowly, and green light patterns gradually appeared on its surface. On the altar, Feng Xiong's corpse also emitted a greenish-blue light, with some specks of pale gold mixed in.
"Great Fenglang King, your descendants have been harmed. I offer their blood as a sacrifice! I beseech you to uphold justice for us, mother and son! Awooo!"
The High Priest of Fenglang Town let out a mournful roar to the sky, and a strong green light, tinged with blood, shot up into the sky, instantly forming a massive green-red light column.
The entire Fenglang Town began to shake violently after the light column appeared.
In a wooden house, Wang Yanfeng, who had been on high alert after the Flash Leopard invasion, was startled when he saw the light column shoot into the sky. He stared at the direction of the altar, momentarily stunned.
Whether it was him, Qiu Jing, the three Wang brothers, or Ling Muxue, they all felt their blood boiling and their emotions affected.
What is this?
Five kilometers west of Fenglang Town.
Tang San landed lightly on the ground. Just as he was looking around, a figure emerged from behind a large tree, the tiger-faced man from the Redemption Organization.
The tiger-faced man made a gesture to Tang San, who quickly followed.
"Let's go!" The tiger-faced man didn't say much and led Tang San away.
Just then, the tiger-faced man suddenly stopped, as if he had sensed something, and turned to look.
Tang San also felt it, as the Fenglang mark in his body clearly pulsed.
They saw a massive green light column shooting up from the direction of Fenglang Town, with streaks of blood mixed in, as if it were polluted.
"Such a great grudge... This is..." The tiger-faced man's eyes changed dramatically. "Let's go, we need to leave here first. There must be some trouble in Fenglang Town." As he spoke, he grabbed Tang San's arm and quickly led him away.
Jialin City. Fenglang Ancestral House.
In a room filled with various rare furs, an elderly Fenglang was lying on a recliner, dozing.
Suddenly, his body trembled violently, and he instantly sat up straight.
At that moment, it became clear that this elderly Fenglang was about two meters tall, with a robust and imposing figure. More strangely, he looked mostly human, except for his skin, which had a light green tinge, and his long, greenish-blue hair, each strand emitting a faint greenish-blue light. His deep green eyes were as profound as bottomless pools.
"Who dares to harm my descendants!" A deep roar echoed from his mouth. The next moment, the entire Fenglang Ancestral House shook.
...
In the center of Jialin City's square.
Miss Mei's Milk Tea Shop.
Miss Mei and her mother, along with the female employee, were busy. The three of them had clear roles: Miss Mei's mother made the milk tea, Miss Mei collected the money, and the female employee delivered the milk tea to the customers.
This time of day, every evening, was their busiest. Jialin Square also became lively at this time. Of course, only the members of some powerful clans in Jialin City would be active in this area.
"Ah!" The female employee suddenly exclaimed.
Miss Mei didn't react, but her mother, Su Qin, instinctively turned her head and was immediately startled.
A robust Fenglang who had just bought milk tea suddenly emitted a strong green light.
At that moment, the green light from his body also caught Miss Mei's attention.
Before they could ask, the Fenglang, without taking the milk tea, suddenly turned and ran away.
On Jialin Square, the few Fenglang present, like greenish-blue lamps suddenly lit in the darkness, accelerated and quickly headed toward the Fenglang Ancestral House.
...
Two days later, two figures, one large and one small, appeared not far from the city gate of Jialin City.
Both walked toward the city gate with lowered heads.
The smaller human quietly raised his head and looked at the tall city tower ahead. A smile curved at the corner of his mouth.
Jialin City, I'm here. Miss Mei, I'm here!