Chapter 29

As the voice fell, the shadow filled with overwhelming power slowly dissipated.

The blow just now had almost depleted all the strength in the Demon Sovereign’s mark.

This shadow no longer had the power to continue pursuing Ye Feng. He could only roar, "Human boy, this seat has memorized your aura. When we meet again, this seat will erase you directly!"

At this moment, in a certain area of the Great Wasteland.

Ye Feng, severely injured, with tattered clothes and blood all over his body, his hair disheveled, was fleeing madly.

He didn’t know where he had run to; he had only one thought in his mind: to run as far as possible.

After an unknown amount of time, Ye Feng could no longer hold on. His body crashed to the ground, utterly exhausted.

Before he lost consciousness, Ye Feng vaguely saw that in front of him, there seemed to be a village in the Great Wasteland. Smoke was rising from the village, clearly indicating that people lived there.

"Save me..."

Ye Feng waved to the Great Wasteland village, struggling to shout out his last words, then his vision turned dark, and he fainted.

...

An unknown amount of time passed.

When Ye Feng woke up again, he found himself lying in an ancient tent.

The space inside the yellowish tent was not large. Apart from a dilapidated bed, the remaining space was filled with various ancient tools.

On the table was a jar made of green stone, and hanging on the tent was an ancient large bow made of dry sandalwood. The quiver contained bone arrows made from animal bones, and there were some unrecognizable pieces of cured meat...

"Hisss!"

Ye Feng tried to get up but immediately felt a sharp pain, causing him to draw in a cold breath.

At that moment, he felt as if all his meridians and bones were about to shatter.

"My true qi is also in a sealed state. It seems the injuries this time are too severe."

Ye Feng checked his body's condition and couldn’t help but smile bitterly.

This time, he really encountered a tough opponent. The shadow that emerged from the Demon Sovereign’s mark was incredibly powerful, causing him to be alarmed.

"Creation Divine Technique!"

Ye Feng activated the Creation Divine Technique. To his relief, as the technique began to circulate, streams of golden true qi started to appear in his limbs and bones.

The golden true qi of the Creation Divine Technique had the power of creation, which played a significant role in healing injuries.

"It seems the people from the Great Wasteland village I saw before I lost consciousness saved me."

Just as Ye Feng was thinking this,

"Rustle!"

The tent’s door curtain was pulled open, and an old man, thin but exceptionally tall, walked in.

This old man was dressed in ancient attire, clearly a native of the Great Wasteland village.

Seeing Ye Feng struggling to get up, he quickly walked over and pressed Ye Feng back down, saying, "Your injuries are too severe; your body was almost collapsing. You need to lie down for half a month. Don’t worry, our Divine Arrow Village is very safe. The dangers of the Great Wasteland won’t reach here."

Divine Arrow Village?

Ye Feng nodded, forcing a smile on his pale face, "Thank you, sir."

The tall old man waved his hand, revealing a simple smile, "No need to be polite. We are all of the human race. In the dangerous depths of the Great Wasteland, helping each other is our duty."

In the Great Wasteland, mountains towered, and fierce beasts roamed, presenting a scene of the primitive era.

Here, far from the noise of the world, only the most wild atmosphere prevailed.

The ancient human villages in the Great Wasteland were inhabited by very friendly and simple people. Although they were warlike, they fought against fierce beasts.

They would help their fellow humans selflessly.

At this moment, Ye Feng asked, "Sir, how far is it from here to the Great Yan Dynasty?"

The old man stood up, placing a piece of cured meat in a jar next to Ye Feng’s bed, "The Great Yan Dynasty? I haven’t heard of it."

Ye Feng’s heart sank.

Oh no!

Chasing that demon leader and then fleeing madly from the Demon Sovereign’s mark, it seems he had run to the true depths of the Great Wasteland.

"Child, I know you come from the outside world, but don’t worry. Once you recover, our Divine Arrow Village has an ancient map that can guide you in the Great Wasteland."

The old man said, placing the jar of cured meat in front of Ye Feng.

This cured meat was made from the meat of an unknown fierce beast in the Great Wasteland. Although the method of preparation was ancient, it was a delicacy in the Great Wasteland tribes.

Ye Feng took a bite and swallowed it. He found that his depleted qi and blood were showing signs of recovery.

"Indeed, the meat of fierce beasts in the Great Wasteland is imbued with the essence of heaven and earth, having miraculous effects."

Ye Feng’s eyes lit up. Such good things couldn’t be found outside the Great Wasteland.

He quickly finished the several pounds of cured meat in the jar, feeling very satisfied.

"Ha ha."

The old man, seeing Ye Feng like this, chuckled and walked out of the tent, "Child, rest well and don’t think about anything."

...

What surprised the old man was that Ye Feng, in just three short days, was already able to walk, though he needed a cane for support.

On this day, Ye Feng, leaning on a cane, walked through the Divine Arrow Village.

Ye Feng’s guess was correct; the Divine Arrow Village was an ancient human tribe deep in the Great Wasteland.

The people in the tribe were all of the Bai Li clan. The village had a long history and had been isolated from the outside world for nearly a few hundred years.

Generation after generation, the people of the Divine Arrow Village had no knowledge of the outside world, except for a few very old tribal elders who knew a little.

The old man who took care of Ye Feng was the tribal chief of the Divine Arrow Village, named Bai Li Xi.

He wore ancient attire, his body thin but exceptionally tall. He was a Heaven Martial Realm expert, which made Ye Feng secretly alarmed, never expecting such a powerful figure in this small village, comparable to the demon leader he had encountered earlier.

Leaning on a cane, Ye Feng saw the entire Divine Arrow Village in peace. The adult men were polishing weapons, preparing for the next day’s hunt, while the adult women were washing clothes and cooking.

The children in the village played in groups, a truly isolated scene.

These days, living in the village, far from the intrigue and bloodshed of the outside world, Ye Feng felt his soul elevated.

Ye Feng knew that once he recovered, his cultivation would make a significant leap.

From his storage ring, Ye Feng took out pieces of spirit stones and absorbed them.

His true qi had recovered considerably, but his body was still severely injured, the pain unbearable, making it difficult to recover.

Ye Feng did not take out the magic box from his storage ring. He knew that before he fully recovered his strength, it was best not to risk opening the magic box.

Thus, in the peaceful days, Ye Feng spent another ten days.

It had been nearly half a month since he was saved, and he had been staying in the Divine Arrow Village.

His true qi had completely recovered, but the injuries to his body had not only failed to improve but had become even more severe.