Chapter 95

"Hey? It can speak?"

Moreover, from the voice, it was clear that the one who just spoke was Death Scythe himself!

Qin Feng was taken aback, somewhat surprised.

Death Scythe was clearly not in sight, and it was impossible for his divine consciousness to be split into two. From this, it seemed there was only one possibility: someone was using a special method to control Death Scythe and the giant black scythe from the shadows.

While Qin Feng was pondering, the large scythe in front of him spun in the air and suddenly disappeared.

Qin Feng's heart tightened, a strange sense of death creeping over him.

The Heavenly Demon Blood Splitting Coffin instantly appeared, enveloping Qin Feng and Li Haoran inside.

At the same moment, a metallic sound "clang" echoed, and a massive black blade struck the Heavenly Demon Blood Splitting Coffin. The tremendous counterforce sent the black scythe flying.

The scythe flew several dozen feet, spinning in the air before finally stabilizing. Then, a pitch-black ghost face emerged from the black blade, its eyes wide with sudden shock, exclaiming—

"Heavenly Demon Blood Splitting Coffin!"

The voice clearly carried a note of fear!

Qin Feng敏锐地捕捉到了这一点。

Opening a corner of the coffin, Qin Feng poked his head out and laughed wildly at the large scythe outside: "You know it well, now scram! If you ruin my plans, don't blame me for eliminating you!"

Qin Feng's words were filled with threats and murderous intent!

Qin Feng could sense the hesitation of the other party, indicating that his threats were having some effect.

The ghost face on the black scythe narrowed its eyes, staring at the Heavenly Demon Blood Splitting Coffin for a while before sighing and asking, "What is your name, sir?"

"Red Corpse!"

Qin Feng, on a whim, gave the name of Red Corpse Patriarch.

Hearing this, the ghost face narrowed its eyes, thought for a moment, and exclaimed in surprise, "Red Corpse Patriarch? Earth Corpse Sect?"

To his surprise, the other party had actually heard of Red Corpse's name.

"That's right, it's me. What of it?" Qin Feng extended his hand, and the bone-white Spirit Bone Fire instantly bloomed in his palm, grinning menacingly, "Do you want to try my powers and see if I can eliminate you?"

Seeing the Spirit Bone Fire, the other party's eyes immediately narrowed, his face filled with apprehension!

Clearly, Death Scythe knew the formidable reputation of the Spirit Bone Fire.

"Hmph! You're ruthless, we'll see about this!"

The ghost head let out a cold snort, filled with reluctance, and with a howl, a huge ghost head emerged from the blade of the black scythe, swallowing the scythe whole before transforming into a dense black mist, quickly flying in a direction in the sky. Before Qin Feng could react, it vanished into the void.

Clearly, in Death Scythe's view, in his current state, it was unlikely he could snatch Li Haoran from the unfathomable Red Corpse. This person was decisive, and once he made a decision, he acted without hesitation, directly teleporting out of Shu Jian Mountain.

Seeing Death Scythe leave, Qin Feng secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

It was really close just now. Even though the other party only had a weapon, the immense pressure was not something Qin Feng at his current level could withstand. Fortunately, he had the black cloth, making it difficult for the other party to sense his true cultivation. Combined with the intimidation from the Heavenly Demon Blood Splitting Coffin and the Spirit Bone Fire, he barely managed to scare the other party away.

"Lucky!"

Wiping the sweat from his forehead, Qin Feng quickly emerged from the Heavenly Demon Blood Splitting Coffin, put away the coffin, and glanced in the distance.

He had to get things done before Li Xingjian caught up!

With this in mind, Qin Feng hurriedly carried the unconscious Li Haoran and dashed toward Ghost Sword Cliff.

At the same time, in a cave outside Shu Jian Mountain, two mysterious figures sitting on the ground, hands forming seals, suddenly woke up. One of them, a shorter black-robed figure, suddenly extended his right hand and caught a huge black scythe that had flown in from outside the cave, muttering, "Red Corpse? Hmph! Daring to ruin my plans, next time I see you, I'll make sure you die!"

Another towering bone-spiked giant stood up from the cave, touching a broken bone spike on his back, and rumbled, "Puppet's Silver Puppet Corpse Talisman is nothing much, only able to unleash less than 20% of the original strength. This battle was really frustrating! Next time, I'll get two Golden Puppet Corpse Talismans from that guy to play with!"

"Alright, let's leave this place quickly and move on to the next task!"

The black-robed figure said coldly, clearly not affected much by the events.

The bone-spiked giant asked, "Death Scythe, did we fail this mission?"

Death Scythe's cold voice sounded again, "No, 60% success. The main objective has been achieved. From today's situation, the despicable Li Xingjian won't reveal who the descendant of the lost clan is for his son's life. So, let it stay in Shu Jian Mountain for now!"

"Alright!"

With that, the two figures vanished, as if they had never been there.

...

On the other side, Qin Feng rushed all the way to the top of Ghost Sword Cliff.

"Zhan Bai, come out quickly, it's Qin Feng!"

From a distance, Qin Feng called out urgently.

Zhan Bai had been standing at the edge of the cliff, watching the ghostly wind howl, his gaze deep and unmoving, his face filled with melancholy, though it was unclear what he was thinking.

However, upon hearing Qin Feng's voice, he snapped back to reality.

"Qin Feng, why are you back again?"

Qin Feng had come twice in one night, and this time with such urgency, indicating something important. Thus, Zhan Bai asked.

"Of course, it's a great thing!"

Qin Feng was very happy because, according to his plan, once Li Haoran was killed, Zhan Bai's problem would be solved. Moreover, two mysterious people would take the blame, so why not?

Thinking of his good friend being freed from his inner demons, Qin Feng was overjoyed.

Steadying himself, without even catching his breath, Qin Feng took out the Heavenly Demon Blood Splitting Coffin, opened the lid, and released Li Haoran and Fang Xinyi.

Both were unconscious. Fang Xinyi had a rosy complexion, while Li Haoran's face was covered in black qi, clearly affected by a mysterious dark art.

Qin Feng didn't care about that and said, "Zhan Bai, quickly, kill Li Haoran, take the Seven Spirit Immortal Lotus, and leave Shu Jian Mountain with your woman!"

Zhan Bai looked puzzled.

Qin Feng slapped his forehead and quickly recounted the events of the night to Zhan Bai, emphasizing the part where Li Haoran tried to defile Fang Xinyi.

Finally, Qin Feng didn't forget to inform Zhan Bai about the mysterious people taking the blame.

"Go ahead and kill him, Brother Zhan! This person deserves to die a hundred times over, all for your woman, kill him!"

Qin Feng finished speaking in one breath and looked at Zhan Bai again.

This time—

Zhan Bai was very angry, and the consequences were severe...

Qin Feng was delighted.

This matter was likely to succeed!