Martial Arts Overlord-Chapter 707 - 705: Major Events in the Rtiad

"People from the Flowing Cloud Region?"

Luo Feng hadn’t expected to encounter people from the Flowing Cloud Region here and laughed, saying, "That’s perfect, I’m also heading to the Imperial City. Let’s go together."

With the Imperial City less than two days away, Luo Feng was in no hurry. Plus, he could use this time to get some information from Zhou Qing about recent happenings in the rtiad.

"Are you also planning to watch the duel between Luo Feng and Yi Tian?"

Surprise was evident in Zhou Qing’s voice. If he hadn’t run into Luo Feng earlier, he would have faced certain death. Thinking back on it, he still felt a lingering fear. Hearing that Luo Feng would accompany him, he was overjoyed.

Although he couldn’t gauge the young man’s cultivation, judging by his Saber Technique from earlier, his cultivation had to be at least at the Third Level of the Spiritual Rotation Realm—enough to traverse the outer Red Ancient Wasteland unimpeded.

Luo Feng rubbed his nose and said, "Sort of."

After his joy subsided, Zhou Qing looked over at the nearby Bloody Shadow Wolf corpses and asked, "Feng Luo, do you want the materials from these Bloody Shadow Wolves?"

Luo Feng glanced around and shook his head. A Bloody Shadow Wolf was only a Third-Grade Demon Beast; the materials from even a hundred such wolves couldn’t compare to those from a single Fifth-Grade Demon Beast.

"Then wait a moment. I’ll collect the materials, and then we can set off."

A pleased expression appeared on Zhou Qing’s face.

Watching Zhou Qing begin to collect the Bloody Shadow Wolf materials, Luo Feng smiled.

Back in his days at the Purple Sun School, he too had been overjoyed upon hunting a Third-Grade Demon Beast.

Zhou Qing quickly collected the Demon Beast materials, and the two continued their journey.

Along the way, Luo Feng looked at Zhou Qing and asked, "Uncle Zhou, has anything major happened in the rtiad recently?"

"Major happenings in the rtiad?"

Zhou Qing looked at Luo Feng with some confusion.

Luo Feng laughed, saying, "I’ve been out training this whole time."

"I see."

Zhou Qing nodded and said, "Regarding recent major events, the foremost is the life-and-death duel scheduled between Luo Feng and Yi Tian. This matter has caused a stir throughout the entire Canglang Dynasty, with ripples even reaching several neighboring dynasties and causing a sensation in the North Sea region. Besides this, two other incidents have also caused considerable commotion."

"What incidents?"

Seeing Zhou Qing’s somewhat grave expression, Luo Feng couldn’t help but ask.

Zhou Qing said, "There’s a rumor that someone who has awakened a Saint Soul has appeared in the North Sea region. Currently, all the major powers in the North Sea region are in turmoil, seemingly all searching for this person."

"Saint Soul?"

Luo Feng frowned slightly. He had only heard of the Xi Tribe in the North Sea region awakening Sea Souls to enhance their strength; this was the first time he had heard of a Saint Soul.

"I don’t know what a Saint Soul is either."

Zhou Qing gave a bitter smile and shook his head.

"Then what’s the other matter?"

Zhou Qing suddenly frowned and said, "One of the six Demon Sects from the West Desert Demon Realm, the Blood Demon Sect, had ten of its Demon Generals team up to avenge Blood Demon General Xue Jiuyou. They engaged in a major battle with Linglong Hall in the Red Flame Desert. In this confrontation, both sides suffered heavy losses. Half of the ten Demon Generals from the Blood Demon Sect were killed or injured. Linglong Hall also lost two elders and one outstanding disciple. The Second Hall Master, Shui Linglong, was severely injured. It’s rumored that members from the Sanctuaries appeared, and only then was the danger averted."

"Shui Linglong was seriously injured?"

Hearing Zhou Qing’s words, Luo Feng’s mind reeled. He hadn’t expected so much to have happened in just one or two months.

Zhou Qing sighed, "It’s been less than two months since the Underground Demons last appeared, and now this has happened. The Demon Sects are becoming increasingly rampant. It seems a great war between the territory of the Hundred Kingdoms and the Demon Sects of the Western Region is inevitable."

Luo Feng nodded, his expression not changing much.

However, this news placed immense pressure on him. Although he didn’t know Shui Linglong’s true strength, he could roughly estimate that her cultivation was not beneath Yuan Xinglie’s. If he were to encounter high-level Demon Generals from the Blood Demon Sect now, his chances of victory would be slim.

I must increase my strength as soon as possible... 𝕗𝗿𝕖𝐞𝐰𝗲𝕓𝐧𝕠𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝐨𝚖

Taking a deep breath, Luo Feng’s eyes flashed with determination.

Seeing Luo Feng’s silence, Zhou Qing chuckled, saying, "Don’t worry too much. When the sky falls, there will be taller individuals to prop it up. The Western Region Demon Realm has six major Demon Sects, and the territory of the Hundred Kingdoms has nine major sanctuaries. Our Canglang Dynasty’s Twelve Golden Halls also have many experts. There are many new talents as well, like this year’s Martial Champion, Luo Feng. Not only has he comprehended Grand Momentum, but at the young age of sixteen, he has also stepped into the Third Level of the Spiritual Rotation Realm. If he can win this decisive battle, he will surely become a hegemon in the future and won’t lose out to the disciples of the Demon Sects."

"That’s true."

Luo Feng smiled faintly, feeling he had been a bit too ambitious. The first thing he needed to do now was defeat Yi Tian.

The two spoke no more and continued on their way.

The outskirts of the Red Ancient Wasteland were still not safe. Demon Beasts roamed freely, but even more dangerous were the bandits and the Demon Sect disciples who had infiltrated from the West Desert Demon Realm.

「By mid-afternoon」

Luo Feng and Zhou Qing were blocked by a group of bandits.

Dozens of men on tall horses surrounded them.

"You two look like you’ve come out of the Red Ancient Wasteland. Your harvest must have been quite bountiful, eh?"

A burly, ugly man stepped out from the crowd, his cold gaze fixed on Luo Feng and Zhou Qing.

Zhou Qing frowned. He had long heard that bandits were rampant in the outskirts of the Red Ancient Wasteland, preying on lone adventurers, but he hadn’t expected to encounter them himself.

These men exuded a strong killing intent, clearly desperate individuals. The burly leader, in particular; his earlier spear thrust from a mile away had generated enough residual force to make Zhou Qing’s blood boil. If Luo Feng hadn’t intervened, he would certainly have died.

"Gentlemen, we don’t have anything valuable on us. We’re just heading to the Imperial City to see the excitement. However, we did just kill a few Bloody Shadow Wolves. The Demon Beast materials should be worth something. You can have them. Please, let us pass..." Zhou Qing stepped forward and said.

The ugly man sneered coldly, "Don’t you know where you are? You think you can fool us with a few Demon Beast materials? If you know what’s good for you, leave all your belongings and scram! Otherwise, you’ll leave your corpses here to feed the Demon Beasts."

As he spoke, the ugly man’s gaze fell on Luo Feng, his eyes glinting.

He had long since noticed that this masked youth was dressed in fine clothes, and the storage ring on his hand was a Second-Grade storage ring. He was definitely a fat sheep.

Zhou Qing frowned. Just then, Luo Feng stepped forward.

"I’ll count to three. Disappear from my sight immediately." Luo Feng calmly addressed the ugly man.

"Hahaha..."

The nearby bandits burst into laughter as if they had heard the funniest joke in the world.

"Someone actually dares to threaten the Boss! The sun must be rising in the west!"

"Is this kid crazy? Doesn’t he know his own strength?"

"Boss, don’t waste your breath on them. Just like before, break their arms and legs and let them fend for themselves here."

A mocking smile also appeared on the ugly man’s face. He looked at Luo Feng and said, "Kid, it seems blocking my spear has made you arrogant. Let me tell you, I only used seventy percent of my strength just now!"

"One."

Luo Feng’s face was expressionless as he coldly uttered the word.

The ugly man’s face stiffened. He said coldly, "It seems you won’t cry until you see the coffin."

"Two."

The corner of the ugly man’s eye twitched.

"Die!"

As the word "die" left his lips, the ugly man slapped his horse’s flank with his left palm, launching himself into the air. Gripping his spear with one hand, he charged at Luo Feng, who was ten paces away.

Luo Feng neither retreated nor dodged. The iron saber from his back landed in his hand, and he slashed outward.

CLANG!

The saber and spear collided, sending sparks flying. To the astonishment of the surrounding crowd, the ugly man was forced back more than ten steps before he could steady himself.

Witnessing this, the surrounding bandits couldn’t believe their eyes.

Their leader, a Martial Artist at the late Third Level of the Spiritual Rotation Realm, was actually forced back by a youth!

Being forced into a disadvantageous position made the ugly man feel utterly humiliated. His face turned ashen as he roared, "Face my spear again!"

BOOM!

Fully mobilizing his Yuan Qi, the ugly man’s body erupted in a dazzling fiery light, transforming him into a giant fireball. With terrifying momentum, he rolled towards Luo Feng. Everywhere he passed, the air crackled and split, and a shocking fissure appeared on the ground.

Unleashing his full power, the ugly man’s eyes blazed with murderous intent. His Fierce River Shock Cloud Spear, a Profound Level Lower Grade martial art, had been cultivated by him to the Great Achievement Realm. When executed with full force, even experts of the same level found it hard to withstand, let alone a mere youth.

WHOOSH!

The dazzling crimson spear energy carved a stunning trajectory through the air, carrying terrifying explosive power as it instantly bore down on Luo Feng.

"Three!"

As the word left Luo Feng’s mouth, his gaze sharpened, and an astonishingly keen aura burst forth.

WHOOSH!

A flash of saber light cut through the air, fiercely striking the imposing spear energy.

SPLAT!

The ugly man only felt a cold sensation on his neck before the world began to spin violently. He vaguely saw his own headless body standing five paces from Luo Feng; his head was gone.

All this happened in the blink of an eye. Even as the ugly man was decapitated, the faces of the nearby bandits still held expressions of excitement.

A moment later, someone finally snapped back to reality.

"Kill this brat and avenge the Boss!"

Roars erupted as the nearby bandits drew their weapons and charged Luo Feng on horseback.

"Slash!"

Luo Feng stood his ground and slashed out with his saber again. The saber light unfurled like a stark white curtain across the sky, a shocking sight.

With a series of sickening sounds, a dozen bandits who had just charged a few meters forward were bisected, men and horses alike. Crimson blood sprayed out, dyeing a large patch of grass red.

The setting sun was like blood, and the cool breeze carried the heavy stench of gore.

Zhou Qing stood rooted to the spot. He glanced around and couldn’t help but draw a sharp breath.

Within a hundred-meter radius, the ground was littered with the corpses of bandits, all bisected, their bodies mangled beyond recognition.

Lifting his head to look at Luo Feng, who was wiping his iron saber, Zhou Qing’s eyes were filled with shock.

He had initially thought the young man before him was merely a Third Level Spiritual Rotation Realm Martial Artist. Now, it was clear he was far stronger. Dozens of bandits, five of whom were Spiritual Rotation Realm Martial Artists, had all been slain within ten breaths. Not a single one of them had been a match for him.

"Uncle Zhou, let’s go." Luo Feng sheathed his iron saber and said to Zhou Qing.

"Ah... Alright!"

Zhou Qing recovered his senses, and the two quickly departed.

After they had walked several miles, Luo Feng suddenly stopped. He looked to the west, his brow furrowing slightly.

"What’s wrong?" Zhou Qing, still reeling from the earlier shock, asked when he saw Luo Feng stop.