In the short time it takes for an incense stick to burn, Xiao Feng led the two back to the place where they had just seized the Frost Sword.

They originally thought the person should still be here, but no one expected that Huo Zongming, worried that someone would cause trouble for them, would leave with his men ahead of time.

He looked around and came to Xiao Feng's side: "Dude, what do we do? It seems they've already left."

Now, Zhou Wei and Bing Rouqiao have regarded him as their leader, and they follow his orders without question.

Xiao Feng glanced around and pointed in one direction: "I don't know if you're willing to believe me, but they should be over there. I can feel it."

Despite his aura being only at the second level, he had just almost subdued the Frost Sword and could sense its location.

Bing Rouqiao and the two people around her looked into the distance, exchanged a glance, and decided to follow Xiao Feng inside to take a look.

In their eyes, there was no hope of staying here, but there was still room for turning back once they went inside.

Unbeknownst to him, Xiao Feng followed the power left behind by the Frost Sword and arrived in the Misty Forest.

As the white mist in the air grew thicker, Xiao Feng glanced at the people beside him and said, "You two stay close to me and don't wander off, understand?"

Those around nodded in agreement: "In a place like this, even if you lent me the courage, I wouldn't dare to make a move."

Xiao Feng then spread his spiritual energy, attempting to find the correct route.

Because he was focused on the route, he didn't notice that the two people behind him hadn't caught up.

At that moment, as if sensing something was amiss, he found himself alone in the mist.

To ensure his safety, he whispered to those around him, "Hey guys, can you hear me?"

He had assumed that people would be all around him, but to his surprise, there was no sound at all, which made his heart sink.

Xiao Feng followed the trail of the Frost Sword and walked a long way in. He subconsciously looked back and found that there was only white mist behind him, and no trace of them at all.

In an instant, he shouted loudly to those behind him, "Around us, Bing Rouqiao, can you hear me?"

The white fog not only blocked their vision but also their hearing, so people outside had no idea what was happening inside.

Xiao Feng had always assumed that Zhou Wei and Bing Rouqiao were following behind him, but no one expected that the two of them had been lost long ago.

In this environment, there's no way to find the two of them. It would be better to see if we could go further in and find the Flame Sect members as soon as possible.

Just as he was about to walk forward, he heard shouts from his side, which made him involuntarily look in the direction from which the sound came.

Because the sound was somewhat distant from him, Xiao Feng knew he couldn't possibly hear who was making it.

To avoid being seen by those around him and to ask Bing Rouqiao for help, he gritted his teeth and cautiously walked toward the direction from which the sound came.

In just the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, Xiao Feng gradually approached the location from which the sound came, and vaguely felt that the sound was coming from the surrounding area.

Xiao Feng slowly walked to the edge of the forest, looking inside with a surprised expression: "Brothers? Is that you?"

As his voice rang out, a familiar figure emerged from the forest, his face beaming with excitement: "It really is you! You've come to save me!"

When Xiao Feng saw the others approaching, he breathed a sigh of relief: "Didn't I warn you not to run around? Didn't you hear me?"

Hearing Xiao Feng's reproach, those around him shook their heads apologetically, saying, "I didn't expect this to happen; it is indeed our fault."

Upon hearing this, he couldn't help but glance around, feeling that something was amiss.

But he couldn't figure out what was wrong, and he felt somewhat uncomfortable.

In just ten breaths, Xiao Feng turned around and said, "The disciples of the Flame Sect should be just ahead. Come with me."

Just as he finished speaking, a sound of something cutting through the air came from behind him.

Xiao Feng had just begun to question his surroundings, and he unleashed a powerful palm strike in the direction of his surroundings.

In an instant, the two clashed, neither able to gain the upper hand.

Xiao Feng glanced around with a cold glint in his eyes and sneered, "My buddies won't apologize to me. Your conjured figures are no good."

As he recounted the events, the faces around him turned ashen and vanished from Xiao Feng's sight.

The illusion was shattered, and the entire forest returned to its deathly silence.

Xiao Feng shook his head speechlessly and glanced around: "It seems that this place can generate the person that everyone most wants to see. I need to be careful."

Bing Rouqiao had only known them for less than a day, so Xiao Feng certainly wouldn't have thought of her.

However, since he had come in with the others, Xiao Feng naturally didn't want anything to happen to them.

Just then, a voice came from the void, landing right next to Xiao Feng's ear: "Do you want to gain power?"

Listening to the ethereal voice in the void, how could Xiao Feng not know that the voice was specifically designed to confuse him?

To prevent any further trouble, Xiao Feng deliberately said, "I want it."

Just as he finished speaking, a flute inexplicably appeared in front of him, its sound resonating far and wide, as if guiding Xiao Feng to find it.

Xiao Feng originally thought that by deliberately falling into the trap, he could gain the upper hand. No one expected that the flute music would have such a magical power that it completely bewildered Xiao Feng's mind.

He walked stiffly toward the flute, slowly raising his hands as if to touch it.

Just as Xiao Feng's hand was about to touch the flute, the Mountain and River Sword flew out of thin air and stabbed Xiao Feng's palm hard.

In an instant, blood dripped down his palm, and he immediately regained consciousness.

Just then, the ethereal flute in front of him gradually changed color, transforming into a completely black magic flute.

Fortunately, his hand wasn't on the flute, otherwise he might very well have been controlled by the magic flute.

Xiao Feng quickly took two steps back, staring at the demonic flute in shock, trying to escape its control.

However, having gone to great lengths to bring Xiao Feng here, how could the Magic Flute possibly let him leave so easily?

Soon, the power of the magic flute followed Xiao Feng, attempting to forcibly control his mind.