"Poison?"

Luo Feng raised an eyebrow and waved his hand, revealing a large piece of roasted meat torn into strips on the ground.

"This is..."

The lean middle-aged man looked at the roasted meat on the ground, his heart skipped a beat, and he exclaimed in shock, "You didn’t eat it! How did you know the meat would be poisoned?"

Swish!

At that moment, a flame appeared in the lean middle-aged man’s vision, carrying a terrifying killing intent that made his whole body go cold. Without thinking, he attempted to place his saber horizontally in front of him.

Slash!

In a flash, the flame light passed, and the lean Martial Artist’s body shook slightly; his entire head flew away while his body still stood in place, his hands only now bringing the saber up to block in front of him.

How could it be so fast...

As he gazed at his body, the last thought flashed through the lean Martial Artist’s mind. The moment he saw the blade light, he had already moved to counter, yet it was still too late!

Swish!

The Emperor Yan’s Sky-breaking Saber flew back in front of Luo Feng, who caught it in one swift motion.

"The dead need not know."

Looking at the lean Martial Artist’s corpse, Luo Feng shook his head.

He was always a cautious person, and since he sensed the killing intent from the lean middle-aged man, he naturally took precautions.

When pretending to eat the roasted meat, Luo Feng deliberately slowed his pace to store the meat in the storage ring at the moment it approached his mouth, never actually consuming any of it.

Shifting his gaze, Luo Feng looked over at Yuan Min.

Clang!

Under Luo Feng’s gaze, Yuan Min’s body trembled involuntarily, unable to hold on to her sword. Her face lost the earlier complacency, turning completely pale.

If she could, she wouldn’t want to stay here a second longer, but having witnessed the scene where the lean middle-aged man was killed, she knew clearly in her heart that escaping in front of Luo Feng was an impossible chance.

Tightly biting her lip, Yuan Min suddenly pointed at the lean middle-aged man’s corpse and said:

"Young Hero Luo, all of this was orchestrated by him. I... I had no choice..."

Luo Feng sneered, "Do you take me for a three-year-old?"

Thud!

Yuan Min’s face lost all color as she knelt down before Luo Feng, "Young Hero Luo, it was all due to my lack of judgment and momentary foolishness that led to such rude behavior. Please, have mercy and spare my life. I, Yuan Min, am willing to serve you as if I were a horse or ox."

Raising her head, Yuan Min’s beautiful eyes became misty as she lightly bit her red lips and said, "As long as you spare my life, I am willing to do anything for Young Hero."

Facing a young man merely sixteen or seventeen years old, in the prime of his life, Yuan Min felt confident that he couldn’t resist her charms.

Luo Feng’s expression remained unchanged, and he replied indifferently, "Sorry, I’m not interested."

Swish!

Before the words were finished, Luo Feng had already moved in front of Yuan Min. With his left fist ablaze, piercing through the night, he launched a frontal attack.

"I don’t want to die..."

Yuan Min screamed, her body flying backward as she desperately channeled Yuan Qi within her to strengthen her Protective Gang Energy. Unfortunately, all of it was futile before Luo Feng.

Boom!

Under the fierce, unstoppable force of Luo Feng’s punch, Yuan Min’s Protective Gang Energy shattered instantly, her delicate body akin to paper, blasted into the air, snapping several stone pillars in succession, finally crashing into a massive stone pillar, making a huge indentation, and bleeding profusely as she fell to the ground.

The black-robed Martial Artist froze in place, knowing Luo Feng’s strength was formidable, but not expecting it to be so overwhelmingly terrifying. Whether it was the mid-Spiritual Rotation Realm cultivation of the lean Martial Artist or Yuan Min, both were easily and effortlessly slain with a single move, as simple as flicking away a fallen leaf.

At this moment, Luo Feng looked toward his direction, and the black-robed Martial Artist’s heart trembled, a bitter smile appearing on his face.

Escaping was certainly a death sentence, plus, he had no intentions of fleeing.

"Young Hero Luo, there’s no need for you to soil your hands with one as ungrateful as me. I’ll end it myself."

Luo Feng sheathed the Emperor Yan’s Sky-breaking Saber and glanced at the black-robed Martial Artist, "Break one of your arms, and I’ll spare your life."

Hmm?

Just about to take his own life, the black-robed Martial Artist paused, dumbfounded by Luo Feng’s words, and after a moment of silence couldn’t help but ask, "Spare my life?"

Luo Feng calmly stated, "I never repeat myself. But that doesn’t come without conditions; I want you to tell me everything about the Red Dragon Mountain Range in detail."

The decision to spare the black-robed Martial Artist wasn’t made on a whim, as Luo Feng noticed that among the three, this person held no killing intent toward him and had even spoken to dissuade the lean middle-aged man earlier.

Of course, the most crucial point was that given the black-robed Martial Artist’s strength, he posed no threat to Luo Feng.

If it weren’t for that, he wouldn’t mind having one more life on his hands.

"Good!"

The martial artist in black nodded heavily. Nobody wants to die, and he was no exception.

Thud!

Without any hesitation, the martial artist in black gritted his teeth, raised his hand, and chopped off his left arm at the wrist.

"Thank you, Luo Shaoxia, for sparing my life."

Without looking at the severed arm on the ground, the martial artist in black knelt down to Luo Feng in gratitude.

Luo Feng nodded and said, "Tell me everything you know about the Red Dragon Mountain Range."

The martial artist in black swallowed a blood-stopping spirit pill and said, "Regarding the Red Dragon Mountain Range, my elder brother has told you everything. I have nothing to add. However, if you’re going to Fire Scale Mountain, this map should be helpful for you."

As he spoke, the martial artist in black took out a tattered map and handed it to Luo Feng.

Luo Feng took the map and saw it was made of animal skin, with rivers, mountains, forests, and numerous red dots of varying sizes marked with special ink.

The martial artist in black said:

"We often adventure in the Red Dragon Mountain Range, so I drew this map. The red dots on this map represent danger nearby. The location of the red snake marks Fire Scale Mountain. However, it’s extremely dangerous there. We’ve only reached the outer region and did not venture deeper, so I don’t know the situation inside."

Luo Feng immediately saw the location of the red snake on the map, where there was a strikingly large red dot, several times bigger than the surrounding ones.

Judging from the map, he was still four to five thousand miles away from Fire Scale Mountain, but if he hurried, he could reach there within a day or two.

"Then I’ll keep it."

Luo Feng took the map without hesitation.

Originally, he intended to gather some intelligence on the Red Dragon Mountain Range, but this map was an unexpected gain.

With this map, he had more confidence in this journey. From the words of a few people, it was clear that Fire Scale Mountain was anything but simple. If he encountered any danger, he could avoid panicking and entering places he shouldn’t.

After accepting the map, Luo Feng prepared to continue cultivating and set off at dawn.

The martial artist in black thought of something and asked, "Luo Shaoxia... May I bury their bodies?"

The martial artist in black glanced at Luo Feng.

Born and survived together for over ten years, he couldn’t bear to see Yuan Min and the others’ bodies left in the wild.

But they had attacked Luo Feng, a grave offense, so how to handle it depended entirely on Luo Feng’s decision.

"Do as you see fit."

Having killed them, Luo Feng had no intention of pursuing the matter further.

"Thank you!"

The martial artist in black showed gratitude and his voice trembled with emotion.

As dawn broke, Luo Feng immediately bid farewell to the martial artist in black and set off for Fire Scale Mountain.

The Red Dragon Mountain Range, nestled between the Red Flame Mountain Range and the depths of the Red Flame Desert, is a place where no Spiritual Rotation Realm martial artist dares to fly. Even those in the True Yuan Realm only dare to be arrogant on the outskirts. Once deep within, they dare not make an aerial flight.

After all, flying in the sky is too conspicuous. If one’s strength is insufficient, they will only become a target for the demon beasts inhabiting the Red Dragon Mountain Range. With many ants biting an elephant, and most of the demon beasts in the Red Dragon Mountain Range being advanced, hidden dangers abound.

Weaving between jagged red stones, a silhouette flew forward at high speed, leaving behind fleeting afterimages.

"Crossing the valley ahead, I should reach Fire Scale Mountain in half a day."

Taking out the map for a glance, Luo Feng muttered to himself.

Since entering the Red Dragon Mountain Range, two days had passed. Stepping onto this legendary land, Luo Feng learned what a truly dangerous place was. Various advanced demon beasts could be found everywhere, and the evil energy in some places was astonishing.

Just a few hours ago, he watched a ninth-level intermediate demon beast fall into a pit of flaming evil energy and be burnt to death.

Fortunately, the map he got from the martial artist in black marked all the dangerous locations. Otherwise, covering this four to five thousand miles toward Fire Scale Mountain wouldn’t be easy, let alone in one or two days. Ten days might not guarantee a smooth arrival.

Oh!

"Someone ahead!"

Luo Feng suddenly halted on a red rock, squinting into the distance.

Ahead lay a valley, inside which he could sense the presence of many people.

"Let’s go have a look."

Since entering the Red Dragon Mountain Range, Luo Feng hadn’t encountered anyone in a day.