Chapter 87

With the help of the large black cloth, Qin Feng managed to avoid several groups of patrolling disciples and successfully arrived at the Ghost Sword Cliff. Here, the peaks stood like swords, and the wind between the peaks was exceptionally strong. The fierce wind blew past the cliffs, the air rushed into the crevices, and the howling sound never ceased, like the cries of ghosts and wolves, making one's heart race and feel uneasy, even agitated.

This is the Ghost Sword Cliff!

The place where the ancestor of the Ghost Sword Sect successfully comprehended the sword!

Qin Feng shook his head, feeling very uncomfortable with this place. There was always a strange sense of oppression, making one feel extremely uneasy.

However, since he had already come, he might as well go in.

But before that, Qin Feng still had to pass the final checkpoint.

At a narrow pass on the Ghost Sword Cliff, two disciples at the Gang realm were guarding the area, one fat and one tall. Both of their cultivation levels were higher than Qin Feng's, one at the third stage of the Gang realm, and the other at the fourth stage.

Qin Feng's brows furrowed.

Using two disciples at the Gang realm to specifically guard Zhan Bai, it was clear that this matter was not as simple as it seemed.

Pulling the large black cloth up to cover his head, he made sure his entire body was completely hidden under the black cloth before slowly moving forward.

This pass was very narrow, no matter how Qin Feng walked, he would have to pass under the eyes of the two.

On the way, Qin Feng had already verified the magical properties of this large black cloth.

This time, he was willing to take a bet, to see if he could walk in directly and boldly with the help of this large black cloth.

Thus, Qin Feng moved forward, walking slowly, not daring to make any sound.

The two were chatting all the way.

"Brother Gu, this Zhan Bai is really ungrateful. For a woman, he actually fell out with the Sect Master, and even dragged us two brothers to suffer in this ghostly place. Zhan Bai really deserves to die!" The one speaking was a fat guy at the third stage of the Gang realm, his face full of resentment, clearly having a long-standing grudge against Zhan Bai.

"Shh, keep your voice down, Brother Sun. Don't let Zhan Bai hear. He is, after all, the leader of the Seven Cloud Sword Disciples. If he really gets serious, I'm afraid even the two of us together wouldn't be a match for him, let alone now..."

The tall man put his index finger to his lips, making a shushing gesture, looking around the pass nervously, and gave the fat man a warning look to keep quiet.

"What are you afraid of, Brother Gu? Aren't you also one of the Seven Cloud Sword Disciples? Why are you so afraid of Zhan Bai!"

"I'm not afraid of Zhan Bai, but of the sword in his hand. It's sinister!"

"You don't know, I saw it with my own eyes. Zhan Bai, in a fit of anger over Fang Xinyi, drew his sword and injured Tian Bi, another of the Seven Cloud Sword Disciples. Actually, Tian Bi was just trying to please the Master and the Mistress, which upset Zhan Bai. Zhan Bai held back, only injuring Tian Bi. But that one strike..."

"What about that one strike?"

"That one strike, though not particularly powerful, was bizarre. The injured Tian Bi lost all his blood and was instantly drained into a dried-up corpse!" The cultivator named Tian Bi said with a look of lingering fear.

Tian Bi died instantly!

"Isn't that terrifying? Truly sinister!"

This sword is said to have been found by Zhan Bai outside and has already recognized him as its master. Even the Master couldn't take it away. The Master said this sword is an inauspicious object and asked Zhan Bai to destroy it, but Zhan Bai refused.

Therefore, he was punished to come to the Ghost Sword Cliff to reflect!

"Hmph, he deserves it!"

Let him be so arrogant, not only looking down on everyone but also grabbing all the attention. He never even glanced at us fellow disciples. What happened this time? He actually fell into the path of demons. Ha, it's karma!

The two became more and more angry, and in the end, they forgot to control their voices and started cursing loudly.

"Ugh!~"

However, a ghostly cry from the Ghost Sword Cliff instantly made the two shut up, scaring them so much that they were drenched in sweat and dared not breathe.

"Hmph, two cowards!"

Qin Feng heard everything and coldly snorted in his heart, feeling even more disappointed with the disciples of Shujian Mountain.

All of them are disciples of Shujian Mountain, how can there be such a big difference!

Thinking of Zhan Bai, Qin Feng felt a pang in his heart!

It seems that Zhan Bai really did fall into the path of demons.

"But, Zhan Bai, why did you fall into the path of demons? Was it for Fang Xinyi?"

Qin Feng's eyes flickered.

Everything would be revealed when he saw Zhan Bai.

Taking advantage of the two being scared and distracted, Qin Feng quickly slipped through the gap between them. The two only felt a cool breeze pass by, and their just-calmed hearts were once again on edge.

"Haha, just as I expected, this thing is really good!"

Unexpectedly, Ye Wuyuan really had a treasure, but it was a pity that it was wasted, and in the end, it benefited him.

Easily passing through the pass, Qin Feng finally arrived at the Ghost Sword Cliff.

Under the hazy moonlight, a solitary white figure stood at the edge of the cliff, head tilted back, eyes tightly closed, not knowing what Zhan Bai was thinking.

And around him, the ghostly wind howled like blades, swirling around Qin Feng non-stop.

"This...!"

At this scene, Qin Feng's expression immediately turned serious!

Zhan Bai's strength had greatly increased!

It seems that the matter was not as simple as just falling into the path of demons.

Indeed, just as Qin Feng sighed, Zhan Bai suddenly opened his eyes, flicked his hand, and a cold sword shadow instantly shot out. In the air, it instantly transformed into countless cold lights, each flying sword carrying a ghostly wind, circling around Zhan Bai in the air.

The countless flying swords flew faster and faster, completely enveloping Zhan Bai in a huge sword cocoon. The cold light was piercing, but on the light, there were huge black ghost heads, howling incessantly.

These ghost heads seemed to be trapped in the flying swords by Zhan Bai, unable to escape, only to continuously grimace, stir, and howl. The howling was not only terrifying but also invaded and disturbed one's mind.

At this moment, Qin Feng felt his consciousness suddenly become blurred.

Feeling the danger, the "Tai E Forging Mind" automatically activated in his body. Soon, Qin Feng regained his clarity, but he stumbled, almost falling to the ground.

This was only Qin Feng; if it were anyone else, they would have been possessed by the ghosts and lost themselves long ago.

"Who?!"

Zhan Bai became alert, and the huge sword cocoon around him "轰" (hong) scattered, countless flying swords, held by ghostly skeletons, shot towards him in the air.

Like the cries of ghosts and wolves!

This scene was truly terrifying!

The exposure just now was due to Qin Feng's momentary carelessness, being startled by the ghostly creatures, which made a lot of noise and was discovered by Zhan Bai. Zhan Bai had already taken action, and the momentum was extremely fierce. If this move went wrong, it would result in a thousand arrows piercing the heart, and a body shattered to pieces.

Qin Feng originally planned to observe for a while, but who would have thought he would be exposed!

This was also because the person he faced was Zhan Bai, and Qin Feng had relaxed his guard.

Being locked by Zhan Bai's divine sense, trying to avoid it was clearly unrealistic. Moreover, these flying swords were like they had wings, much faster than before when Zhan Bai used them!

Fast, fierce, and venomous!

A typical style of the path of demons!

Since there was no way to avoid it, Qin Feng simply stood still. Just as the flying swords were about to hit him, a huge coffin appeared out of nowhere and sucked Qin Feng into it. After a series of loud collisions, a flying sword with a hint of red light flew back into Zhan Bai's hand.

Seeing this, Zhan Bai was startled and exclaimed—

The Heavenly Demon Blood Qi Coffin, you are Qin Feng!

"That's right, it's me!"

Qin Feng, unhurried, got up from the coffin, put it away, and looked at Zhan Bai.

Zhan Bai had lost weight, clearly, and his spirit was not good!

Especially his eyes, which were once clear, were now full of bloodshot. What had happened to make a young hero who believed in justice abandon his principles and turn to the path of the Ghost Sword?

Zhan Bai's face also showed surprise, as he did not expect to meet Qin Feng here, and Qin Feng was wearing the attire of a Shujian Mountain disciple.

Qin Feng explained, "Brother Zhan, I am now an outer disciple of Shujian Mountain!"

Zhan Bai's brows furrowed.

"You joined Shujian Mountain?"

This time, Qin Feng did not answer Zhan Bai, but quietly looked at the haggard man before him. Qin Feng suddenly realized that the image of the white-robed figure in his mind was beginning to blur.

But Zhan Bai was still Zhan Bai, just with a completely different aura!

"Brother Zhan Bai, this isn't you... tell me, what happened!"

Zhan Bai's eyes narrowed, then he closed them, his face showing a mix of shame, anger, and hatred.

Once upon a time, he, Zhan Bai, had declared that if Qin Feng fell into the path of demons, he would cut him down with his sword. But now, Qin Feng, who possessed the Heavenly Demon Blood Qi Coffin, had not fallen into the path of demons, while he, who possessed the Tai Xuan Wu Ji Sword, had fallen first.

Was this a kind of irony?

Zhan Bai opened his eyes and looked at the Tai Xuan Wu Ji Sword, which had turned somewhat blood-red, his eyes flashing with complex emotions.

Qin Feng kept his eyes on Zhan Bai.

Zhan Bai's confusion and struggle were all visible in his eyes.

The technique lies in the person, not in the technique itself!

Zhan Bai's heart was righteous. However, the key was that the environment could change a person, creating a demon!

This environment was Shujian Mountain!

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