Chapter 77 Quickly Transmigrate! Kidnapping Immortal Sect Disciple (42)
Suddenly, a gust of fishy wind blew in his face, and a low-level monster with bared fangs emerged from the darkness and rushed towards Feng Ziang.
Feng Ziang woke up instantly. He stood up abruptly and drew out his sword, with a cold light flashing on the sword.
This sudden attack did not panic him, but instead aroused the fighting spirit in him.
He was agile and his swordsmanship was powerful. He chopped the monster down with his sword in just a few rounds.
The monster's wailing sound cut through the night sky and also startled the other disciples in the camp.
“Amazing!”
"Mr. Feng is so brave!"
"As expected of Mr. Feng, you have extraordinary skills!"
The disciples around gathered around and praised Feng Ziang's bravery.
Although these words of praise could not soothe the pain in his heart, they did bring him some comfort.
At least, he is not completely useless.
However, there was no movement in He Yushu's tent.
He heard the noise outside and the discussions of the crowd, but he just frowned slightly and continued to meditate with his eyes closed, as if everything outside had nothing to do with him.
The misunderstanding of Feng Ziang in his heart was still deep, like an insurmountable chasm that separated the two of them into two different worlds.
Feng Ziang looked at He Yushu's tent with mixed feelings.
He knew that He Yushu was inside, within reach, yet out of reach.
He didn't know how to explain, how to make amends, or how to face him tomorrow.
This made him feel extremely distressed and confused, like a child who had lost his way, not knowing where to go.
He gripped the sword tightly in his hand, and the coldness of the hilt made him sober up a little.
He took a deep breath and his eyes gradually became firm.
"Yushu, I won't give up..." He murmured in a low voice, with a hint of stubbornness in his tone.
At this moment, a dark shadow flashed from a distance and approached the camp silently...
Zi Ling stood in the shadows, looking at Feng Ziang's back, a cold smile on her lips.
"Feng Ziang, do you think you can win back He Yushu's heart this way? You are too naive..."
At dawn, the expedition team once again entered the ruins.
Feng Ziang deliberately slowed down his pace and walked side by side with He Yushu, trying to break the deadlock between the two.
"Yushu, about what happened yesterday..." Before he could finish his words, He Yushu suddenly quickened his pace and distanced himself from him, leaving him with only a cold back.
Feng Ziang's heart sank, as if he had swallowed a piece of ice, and the chill went straight to his heart.
Deep inside the ruins, a long and narrow passage stretched before everyone, filled with a thick poisonous miasma that made people hesitate to enter.
Captain Chen frowned, hesitating whether to take a detour, but he saw Feng Ziang walking straight towards the passage.
"Junior Brother Feng, don't be reckless!" Captain Chen tried to stop him, but Feng Ziang seemed not to have heard him and his figure had already disappeared into the poisonous miasma.
Everyone cried out in surprise, and Captain Chen's face turned pale. Even a cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Stage could not resist this poisonous miasma. Did Feng Ziang want to die?
However, a moment later, Feng Ziang walked out of the poisonous miasma unscathed, even bringing with him several disciples who were trapped at the entrance of the passage.
His face looked normal and his breathing was steady, as if the deadly miasma had no effect on him at all.
Everyone was astonished, and looked at Feng Ziang with awe in their eyes.
Feng Ziang just smiled faintly and looked at He Yushu with burning eyes, hoping to see a trace of emotion on his face.
However, He Yushu still looked indifferent, as if all this had nothing to do with him.
At this moment, Zi Ling, who was walking beside He Yushu, suddenly cried out tenderly, her body softened, and she fell towards He Yushu...
Zi Ling caught a glimpse of Feng Ziang walking out of the poisonous miasma unscathed, and was secretly shocked, but remained expressionless.
When He Yushu came closer, she let out a tender cry, her body softened, and she fell into He Yushu's arms.
"Brother Yushu, it's so dangerous here, can you protect me?" Her voice was soft and trembling, and I felt pity for her.
He Yushu supported her subconsciously, his brows slightly frowned, but his eyes involuntarily drifted towards Feng Ziang.
Feng Ziang was filled with jealousy when he saw this, and a sour feeling surged in his heart.
He clenched his fists so tightly that his nails almost dug into his flesh.
He tried desperately to tell himself to stay calm, but he couldn't suppress the emotions surging in his chest.
At this moment, a rustling sound came from deep in the passage, which made people feel creepy.
Then, a group of pitch-black poisonous spiders swarmed out of the passage. They were huge in size, with eight scarlet eyes flashing fiercely, and they continuously spewed dark green venom from their mouths as they rushed towards the crowd.
"Be careful!" Captain Chen shouted and took the lead in using his magic weapon to fight the poisonous spider.
Other disciples also drew their weapons and joined the battle.
Fengzi raised his head to face the attack. He quickly formed seals with his hands, and golden light flowed around his body, dazzling and eye-catching.
A powerful spiritual power surged out like a tide, transforming into golden blades of light that swept towards the group of poisonous spiders.
The poisonous spiders were beaten back step by step, making sharp hisses.
However, new poisonous spiders seemed to emerge continuously from the depths of the tunnel, increasing in number as if there was no end in sight.
Even so, Feng Ziang became more and more courageous as the battle went on. His figure shuttled among the swarm of poisonous spiders like a golden lightning, and every move he made was accompanied by devastating power.
He was like a god of war, protecting the people behind him.
The disciples beside him were all stunned, and they cheered for him: "Senior Brother Feng is so awesome!" "Senior Brother Feng is so awesome!"
Although He Yushu was also fighting, he always kept a distance from Feng Ziang, and looked at the figure flashing among the swarm of poisonous spiders with complicated eyes.
Zi Ling snuggled up to him, a hint of viciousness flashed in her eyes, and she said softly: "Brother Yushu, be careful..." Before she finished her words, something strange happened.
A deafening roar came from deep in the tunnel, and the ground shook violently...
Captain Chen's face suddenly changed, and he exclaimed: "Oh no! It's..."
Although He Yushu was fighting, he always kept a distance from Feng Ziang. The long sword in his hand was dancing tightly and the sword energy was like frost, but it only protected a small area around his body.
Feng Ziang tried to get closer several times, but he avoided him skillfully.
Although there were many poisonous spiders, they gradually decreased under Feng Ziang's fierce attack.
Finally, the last poisonous spider fell. Feng Ziang retracted his spiritual power. Beads of sweat oozed from his forehead, but he couldn't hide the joy in his eyes.
He walked towards He Yushu, wanting to share the joy of victory with him, but saw He Yushu wiping the sword indifferently and said lightly: "This is what you should do." Feng Ziang's smile froze in an instant, like a blooming flower suddenly withering.
Continuing to go deeper into the ruins, everyone came to a spacious stone chamber.
In the center of the stone chamber, an ancient treasure chest lay quietly on the ground, emitting a faint precious light.
Around the treasure chest, a visible energy barrier flashed dangerously, preventing people from approaching.
Captain Chen stretched out his hand tentatively, but it was bounced back by the barrier, and his arm became paralyzed.
"This restriction is so strong that I'm afraid only a Jindan-stage cultivator can break it." Captain Chen looked solemn.
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