"You court death!"
Ling Feng coldly reprimanded.
Facing the siege of so many death warriors, he not only showed no signs of counterattack.
Instead, he struck a pose with his hands behind his back in front of everyone, as if he truly didn't take these people seriously.
Then, Ling Feng stomped his foot lightly!
Squeak, squeak, squeak!
A large amount of golden lightning spread from Ling Feng's feet. The power of golden lightning obtained from the Heaven-Breaking Formation was used for the first time.
Its formidable power made Ling Feng extremely satisfied.
Clang!
A large bus directly collapsed, struck by a thunderous bolt of golden lightning! It was too heavy, far beyond what the bus could withstand.
As the bus collapsed, the figures of those inside began to tremble violently.
The power of golden lightning merely coursed through them once, and these people collapsed to the ground, almost completely losing their combat ability.
Splat!
However, one person, carried by the momentum of the impact, fell at Ling Feng's feet.
He gritted his teeth, and a poisoned sharp blade in his hand thrust directly towards Ling Feng's foot.
Among these people, only this one made a deeper impression on Ling Feng, because this person had used the witchcraft of Gu!
More importantly, this person looked very young, only about sixteen or seventeen years old.
A sixteen or seventeen-year-old youth possessing such strength was truly quite talented. Moreover, death warriors were coerced and trained; their understanding was solely focused on their targets.
If such a person were to die by his hand like this, Ling Feng felt a pang of reluctance.
Especially since he was still a youth?
Puff!
The blade pierced through Ling Feng's shoe and the sole of his foot, even penetrating the metal of the bus carriage.
At this moment, a look of desperate relief flashed in the eyes of the young death warrior.
He rolled aside. Although the blood flames on his body had vanished, the power of the golden lightning had made his physical body incredibly heavy, his internal organs almost crushed.
At this moment, the young death warrior found release. To fail the mission was death, and to complete it, death was still inevitable.
But it seemed the young death warrior preferred to die here.
Seeing this, the surrounding death warriors also gave up the idea of continuing to kill their target. They lay on the wreckage of the bus carriage, clinging to a meager existence!
"Mr. Ling!"
Duan Chenyang, in his wheelchair, was the first to snap out of it, calling out repeatedly!
Lin Shuainan also quickly crouched down: "Big Brother, your foot's been stabbed! Oh, there's poison on it! Big Brother, are you going to die?"
Ling Feng's expression remained calm, completely ignoring Lin Shuainan. With a twist of his wrist, a suction force directly drew the blade into his hand.
There was not a trace of blood on it, and the exposed foot of Ling Feng's damaged shoe was perfectly white, showing no signs of injury at all!
In an instant, all the surviving death warriors were stunned, and then an endless fear engulfed them!
Death, true death, was slowly closing in on them!
Although they knew this day would eventually come, they never expected the target this time to be so powerful.
Following this, most of the death warriors bit down on the hidden poison in their mouths and, in the next moment, vomited blood and died.
Now, only a few death warriors who had lost consciousness and were in extreme fear of death remained alive.
And only the young death warrior had not yet noticed Ling Feng's actions.
He still thought his strike had been successful and that Ling Feng would soon die from the poison.
"Big Brother! You're alright! That's great!"
But Lin Shuainan's cry of surprise directly woke the young death warrior.
The young death warrior's eyes immediately widened to their absolute limit!
"Not dead? How is this possible..."
He couldn't help but exclaim, struggling to get up.
But before he could steady himself, Ling Feng slapped him across the face.
Puff!
Blood spurted from the young death warrior's mouth, along with a few shattered teeth.
The moment these teeth detached from the young death warrior's mouth, they turned a strange deep purple!
The young death warrior also noticed this, kneeling on the ground, looking at the fallen teeth with utter horror, swallowing his saliva with difficulty.
He closed his eyes.
The poison sac had burst!
Now he truly had no chance of survival. He could only wait for death!
Just then, Ling Feng's indifferent voice sounded in his ear: "You are free."
"Ah?!"
The young death warrior's eyes suddenly widened!
Freedom!
For people like them, these two words represented true paradise, a paradise they could never reach, something only obtainable after death!
Therefore, most of them showed little fear in their eyes at the moment of death, but rather relief!
"I, I'm not dead!"
The youth clearly spoke very little usually, so his voice was a bit stammering when he spoke.
Ling Feng crouched down and reached out to the youth's shoulder.
The youth instinctively trembled all over, about to dodge, but he strangely sensed that the life-controlling Gu worm within him was being controlled, unable to move. He could only watch as Ling Feng's hand landed on his shoulder!
However, when Ling Feng's hand rested on his shoulder, there was no heavy force as expected, nor the crisp sound of bone shattering.
Instead, there was a sense of... security, and the temperature of Ling Feng's palm was very hot!
"You, you saved me!"
The young death warrior, with a dreamlike gaze, looked at Ling Feng as if he were seeing an angel from heaven.
Ling Feng nodded slightly.
"Tell me everything you know!"
Upon hearing this, the young death warrior's body trembled, his eyes filled with fear!
"I, I can't say, I'll, I'll die!"
Lin Shuainan, hearing this, also raised his hand and patted the young death warrior's shoulder heavily.
"Hey, you brat, why are you so ungrateful? My Big Brother let you go, and you're still unwilling to answer a few questions? Do you know what gratitude is?"
The young death warrior looked at Lin Shuainan with cold eyes and shook his head directly.
"Don't know?" Lin Shuainan's eyes widened, looking incredulous.
Ling Feng continued in a deep voice, "Even if you don't say anything, if people find out you're not dead, do you think they won't come to kill you?"
Hearing this, the young death warrior's face showed a look of conflict, and a layer of sweat broke out all over his body.
Clearly, he was undergoing an intense internal struggle!
Finally, the young death warrior swallowed hard, looked at Ling Feng, and nodded heavily.
"You give me freedom, and I, I'll listen to you! All I know is that where I trained was in the capital. I can't remember my past, only that this place feels very familiar!"
The young death warrior looked up at the sky above Nanyun, seeming somewhat lost in thought.