Chapter 16

"Roar..."

In the ancient wilderness forest, a giant tiger, over ten meters long, roared through the mountains.

A young man leaped down from a tall tree, bare-handed, and engaged in a fierce battle with the giant tiger.

This young man was Lin Feng, who had entered the wilderness forest for training.

With a life-or-death battle with Bai Xuanyang in three months, Lin Feng needed to quickly improve his cultivation.

On the second day of the conflict, he accepted a mission to hunt ferocious beasts at the mission hall and then entered the vast wilderness forest.

The rewards for hunting ferocious beasts were generous, and he could exchange the beasts' inner cores for Qi-replenishing pills.

The higher the level of the inner core, the more Qi-replenishing pills he could get.

Lin Feng trained and collected inner cores simultaneously, achieving two goals at once.

This giant tiger had a strength of about ten thousand pounds, was extremely fierce, and Lin Feng fought it for dozens of rounds before finally seizing an opportunity to injure the tiger.

The giant tiger, unable to match Lin Feng, fled.

Lin Feng did not chase after it; he found a place to recover his spent energy.

This was already the fifteenth day since Lin Feng entered the wilderness forest, and he experienced several life-and-death battles every day.

Several times, Lin Feng nearly fell to the sharp claws of the ferocious beasts, but each time he narrowly escaped.

Time flew by.

Another ten days passed, and through one life-and-death battle after another, Lin Feng vaguely felt that he was on the verge of a breakthrough.

Training in life-and-death situations was the best way to improve one's strength.

"Roar."

At this moment, in a forest, a roar shook the heavens as a two-headed lion engaged in battle with Lin Feng.

This two-headed lion was five meters long and three meters tall, with immense strength and incredible speed.

The two-headed lion was equivalent to a human warrior at the Seventh Heaven level, but ferocious beasts of the same level had far greater strength than human cultivators.

This was due to the natural advantages of the ferocious beasts' physical bodies.

The two-headed lion fighting Lin Feng had a strength of about twelve thousand pounds, and a single claw strike could instantly shatter boulders.

"Golden Monkey Fetches the Moon."

"Jade Dragon Emerges from the Sea."

"Divine Elephant Shakes the Prison."

"Sweeping a Thousand Armies."

...

Lin Feng unleashed powerful martial techniques one after another.

Finally, Lin Feng found an opportunity.

He darted to the left side of the two-headed lion and delivered a powerful punch.

"Bang."

Lin Feng's punch struck the two-headed lion's back.

Crack.

The two-headed lion's bones broke.

Roar...

The ferocious beast let out a painful roar and turned to flee.

"Can you run away?"

Lin Feng sneered and pursued it.

Boom, boom, boom...

Three consecutive punches.

"Green Dragon Spits Water."

"Mantis Catches Cicada."

"Dragon Battles in the Wilderness."

After three punches, the two-headed lion let out a roar and then collapsed, dead.

"Phew..."

Lin Feng calmed his inner breath, then took out a dagger and extracted the two-headed lion's inner core.

He was about to leave when...

Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh...

Suddenly, a series of sounds broke the air from a distance.

"Someone is coming?" Lin Feng's eyebrows furrowed. Not wanting to cause trouble, he quickly moved away.

But it was already too late.

"Stop..." A cold voice came from behind, and five or six cultivators approached, each exuding a fierce aura. The leader, in particular, had a deep and profound aura, and every move he made was accompanied by the sound of thunder. His breath was like a sword, and his exhalation like thunder, making Lin Feng feel pressured even from a distance.

"A Ninth Heaven Warrior." Lin Feng was shocked.

He stopped and said, "What do you want from me?"

The leading cultivator glanced at the two-headed lion on the ground and said, "You're strong enough to kill a two-headed lion. Come with us."

"Where are you taking me?" Lin Feng asked, frowning.

"To see the Third Young Master," the leading cultivator said coldly.

Lin Feng wanted to refuse, but seeing the cold, menacing looks of the group, he feared a potential ambush if he did.

Moreover, he was curious about what these people were up to.

He nodded and said, "Alright, lead the way."

The group moved off into the distance.

They headed toward a lake about ten miles away.

"Screech."

About two or three miles from the lake, a sharp, piercing cry suddenly came from the direction of the lake.

Then, a massive creature, over a hundred meters long, emerged from the lake.

The creature had a pair of giant wings, a serpentine and dragon-like body, a bump on its head that seemed to be growing horns, and four bumps on its belly that looked like they were about to grow claws.

"Winged Serpent," Lin Feng was surprised.

He had read the *Classic of Mountains and Seas*.

The *Classic of Mountains and Seas* recorded: The Winged Serpent, with a body like a snake and wings like those of an ancient pterodactyl, was incredibly fast and vicious, a demonic snake with a trace of ancient pterodactyl blood.

This was a true demon.

Demons were intelligent, knew cultivation, and if they reached a high level of Dao, they could speak human language and even transform into human form.

"The Winged Serpent has appeared, let's hurry."

The leading cultivator whispered, and Lin Feng and the others quickened their pace, reaching the lake.

"Help, help..." From a distance, cries for help could be heard.

By the lake, five or six cultivators were tied up, and the Winged Serpent was charging toward them.

"Prepare to shoot."

In the forest, about a dozen people were hiding. The leader, a young noble, shouted as the Winged Serpent approached the shore.

The Winged Serpent quickly rushed over, opened its massive mouth, and swallowed the tied-up cultivators in one bite.

"Fire." The young noble waved his hand.

Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh...

The dozen cultivators hiding in the forest shot arrows at the Winged Serpent.

But the Winged Serpent was very fast. After swallowing the cultivators, it dove into the lake and disappeared.

"Damn it, the Winged Serpent has escaped again."

The young noble's expression was grim.

"Master, we're back," the cultivators who brought Lin Feng reported.

"Hmm, how many did you bring?" the young noble asked.

"Master, there are very few people around, we only managed to bring one," the leading cultivator said.

The young noble frowned and said, "Bring him over."

"Boy, come here," the leading cultivator pointed at Lin Feng and shouted.

Lin Feng frowned. He had seen everything clearly; these people were using humans as bait to lure out the Winged Serpent, a cruel and extreme method.

"Spare us, Master, please spare us." Not far away, a dozen tied-up cultivators, pale-faced, were pleading.

These people were the bait captured by the young noble's group.

"Shut up, anyone who speaks again will be killed," the young noble said coldly.

The tied-up cultivators turned pale, trembled, and looked desperate, but they dared not plead for mercy again.

Because, in front of them, there were several corpses of cultivators who had tried to escape or shouted, killed by the young noble's group.

"This person is ruthless." Lin Feng walked over and looked at the young noble, surprised that he was also a Ninth Heaven Warrior.