Chapter 36

Suddenly, the person in front sped up, and the young man was slightly taken aback. Without hesitation, he turned and hurriedly chased after Qin Fengming again.

Both were incredibly swift, maintaining a distance of about ten zhang, and they left Tenglong Town one after the other.

The young man several times thought of using a small, three-inch-long weapon in his hand to kill the person in front, but ultimately decided against it.

He was extremely curious. The person in front was undoubtedly an ordinary person, yet their speed left him greatly astonished. His master had once said that even the supreme lightness skills in the martial arts world could not compare to the immortal techniques he had learned.

But now, he was greatly puzzled and wanted to see why the person in front could move so quickly.

At this moment, Qin Fengming was filled with fear. His speed was already rare in the world, but the young man, floating about ten zhang above the ground, followed closely behind him. No matter how hard he tried, he could not shake him off.

Although he did not turn around, he knew that the young man behind him showed no signs of fatigue. Such an incredible immortal technique made Qin Fengming extremely terrified.

One on the ground, the other in the sky, they chased and fled through the mountains and forests, leaving Tenglong Town several miles behind in just a short time.

Suddenly, an unexpected event occurred. While fleeing at high speed, Qin Fengming slipped and fell to the ground. The veil on his face was caught by a branch and fell off, and his sword was thrown several feet away.

In great shock, Qin Fengming's face changed dramatically. As he sat up, unable to stand, the young man flew to a spot three zhang above his head. His swift figure stopped abruptly. A small flame danced on his right finger.

"Don't move, or I'll make your soul dissipate." A young voice came from the young man, devoid of any anger.

Hearing the young man's words, Qin Fengming immediately stopped moving, sitting on the ground with his hands behind him, looking up at the sky in fear, not daring to move an inch.

But when the young man saw the face of the person in front, he could not help but show a look of shock. The person on the ground was only fifteen or sixteen years old, just a few years younger than him.

"Do you know what martial arts you practice? Your movement is so fast, almost on par with my aerial talisman. If you tell me honestly, I will let you die quickly. Otherwise, I will make you wish you were dead."

As he spoke, the young man slowly landed about ten zhang away from Qin Fengming, the flame in his hand flickering, ready to be unleashed at any moment.

Facing the young man, Qin Fengming's face was filled with fear, but his eyes were cold, and he did not say a word.

Seeing this, the young man chuckled, "It doesn't matter if you don't answer. I wonder what grudge my father and brother have with you, for you to kill them so ruthlessly?" As he spoke, he took two steps forward, now less than ten zhang away from Qin Fengming.

Qin Fengming stared at the young man, his face filled with fear, but he still did not say a word.

"Fine, since you won't answer, I will send you to the netherworld to avenge my father and brother."

Without haste, the young man raised his right hand, ready to unleash the flame in his hand.

"Wait! I have something to say."

As the voice sounded, the young man suddenly stopped his right hand. But just as he paused, a faint 'crack' echoed in his ear.

With the sound, several dark stars suddenly shot out, directly aiming at his chest.

Although the young man was alert, the distance was too close. A flash of cold light, and he felt a pain in his chest, then suddenly fell to the ground, unable to move a muscle.

Seeing the young man fall, Qin Fengming, who was sitting on the ground, was overjoyed. In one swift movement, he sprang up and flashed to the young man's side. With a flick of his fingers, he grabbed the young man's neck, his internal energy surging.

"Hmph, you're just a child. Even if you have supreme immortal techniques, you don't understand martial arts tricks. Now, you can go and join your father and brother."

With a 'crack,' the young man's head was torn off by Qin Fengming. Blood spurted out like a fountain, reaching several zhang away.

Seeing the young man's head separated from his body, Qin Fengming finally breathed a sigh of relief and collapsed on the ground...

After an unknown amount of time, a mountain breeze blew, bringing a chill to his body, and Qin Fengming woke up. It was already broad daylight.

Turning to look at the young man's body lying on the ground, Qin Fengming's face showed lingering fear.

He had survived this time thanks to the Biyun Mizon movement technique and the 'Cold Star' hidden weapon. The young man's lack of combat experience was also a major factor.

Looking at the body of the twelve- or thirteen-year-old boy, Qin Fengming was very curious about his ability to fly. Immortal techniques were indeed extraordinary. The flame in the young man's hand was also miraculous. Such numerous abilities made Qin Fengming extremely envious.

Squatting beside the body, he searched the young man's entire body but found only a few dozen silver taels and a small, nameless, yellowed booklet. There was nothing else of value.

Looking at the body, his face showed disappointment. Such a strange young man had nothing valuable on him.

Looking around, he went to a nearby large tree, dug a small pit in the softer soil with his sword, and placed the young man's body in it.

As he was about to cover the body with soil, he suddenly noticed a tungsten-iron ring on the young man's right middle finger. The ring was very rough and unattractive, hardly noticeable.

Despite this, Qin Fengming's heart stirred. The young man was dressed in spotless white; why would he wear such an ugly ring? This ring must have a significant history.

Thinking this, Qin Fengming removed the ring from the young man's finger. Holding it in his hand, he examined it closely. The ring felt neither like metal nor wood, and there was nothing extraordinary about it, but since it belonged to the young man, it must be something special.

Placing the ring on a rock, he took his sword and struck it with force. With a 'thud,' the sword was bounced high, but the ring was unscathed.

Seeing this, Qin Fengming was overjoyed. He was sure it was a treasure. After all, his sword could cut through gold and jade. Without further ado, he carefully put the ring in his pouch.

He then covered the body with soil, hid the bloodstains with dirt, and left the forest.