Chapter 1234: Chapter 1229: Loose Cultivator’s Tragic Death

At midnight, Qin Hao fell asleep.

However, his sleep wasn’t very deep, and any slight sound could wake him up.

For instance, a bird chirping three hundred meters away could easily disturb Qin Hao if he noticed it.

He felt quite helpless but could only endure it silently.

After waking and sleeping repeatedly many times, Qin Hao’s energy finally reached its limit.

When he fell asleep again, he entered a deep sleep completely.

Uncertain how long he slept.

In a haze, Qin Hao felt something pressing against his body.

Startled, Qin Hao tried to open his eyes but peculiarly found that his eyes seemed weighed down by lead blocks, unable to open.

His body seemed also treated with some evil technique, completely immobile.

This state where he couldn’t speak, open his eyes, or move was much like what was described as sleep paralysis in books.

Qin Hao was a bit frightened.

Unfortunately, under the influence of the anesthetic, he couldn’t do anything.

Qin Hao’s mind was groggy, and he accidentally drifted off to sleep again.

When his consciousness became clear, the sound of a bird’s call entered his ears, and the gentle morning breeze lightly caressed the leaves.

Various sounds entered his ears, and Qin Hao also smelled the unique freshness of the forest in the morning.

Then, he opened his eyes and instinctively got up, the first thing he did was check his clothes.

Clothes, normal; pants, normal; shoes and socks, all normal.

Everything seemed very normal.

"How is this possible? Was it just a dream?"

Qin Hao was very surprised, got up, and exercised his body, practicing a set of long punches in place.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!

His moves were swift and powerful, each punch and kick well-balanced, causing a large tree to shed leaves.

"There’s nothing wrong with my body too. What’s going on?"

Qin Hao was even more confused.

Last night, he distinctly felt someone had intruded on his territory.

But waking up in the morning, everything around him was so normal.

The more he thought about it, the more confused Qin Hao became, and eventually, he could only smile bitterly, "Oh well."

Temporarily setting aside last night’s events, Qin Hao began tidying up the campsite.

This place is outdoors; wild beasts and the people entering Celestial Dragon Island all pose potential threats.

As a solitary person, Qin Hao’s only option was to hide his tracks well.

Regularly erasing traces was also very important.

At least it reduces the chances of being discovered by enemies.

He extinguished the fireflies and then covered the traces with soil, making the place look fresh, as if it was just a corner of the forest.

Only the most experienced hunters would realize that someone had temporarily stayed here.

"Very good."

After finishing all of this, Qin Hao contentedly clapped his hands, ready to leave, but his ears moved as he heard footsteps quickly approaching.

He turned to look, wow!

A patch of tall grass was opened by two hands, and then a ragged, blood-stained man ran over.

That man’s face was full of fear, seemingly fleeing from something, and when he saw Qin Hao standing still, his face turned to joy, "Night Emperor! Save me!"

Qin Hao’s eyes narrowed.

Although the man before him was unfamiliar, he seemed to be one of the loose cultivators who entered Celestial Dragon Island.

Seemingly, he was also one of the people who beat up Hong Zhongkai.

"Why is this loose cultivator so pitiful? He looks like he’s been tortured!"

Qin Hao was shocked to find that, apart from the fact that the loose cultivator was covered in blood, one ear had been cut off, leaving only a bloody hole.

And now, blood was still flowing from there.

Without getting a response from Qin Hao, the man’s face returned to panic, and while running over, he shouted, "Night Emperor! Please save me! They’re coming! Hurry up!"

"They? Who are they!"

The man’s face was too tragic, causing Qin Hao to feel a bit anxious, instinctively asking.

"It’s them!"

That man ran halfway, now only twenty meters from Qin Hao, his eyes showing hope, thinking he had gained life’s safety.

He opened his mouth, seemingly ready to explain the meaning of "them."

At this moment, an arrow swiftly shot from behind, accurately hitting the man’s back skull.

Whizz!

The arrow penetrated from behind and came out through the man’s mouth.

The man’s excited expression froze, and then he slowly fell to the ground.

Qin Hao saw this scene, his eyes wide open.

Moments ago, he had clearly witnessed the entire occurrence.

In the ensuing moment, the shape was ordinary, but the arrowhead seemed to be polished from bone.

Moreover, the arrow’s fast speed easily suggested the archer’s strength.

"Who is the archer? Among those who entered Celestial Dragon Island, which one uses a bow and arrow?"

In his mind, Qin Hao had many questions, and soon, those questions were answered.

From the grass that the dead man came through, a group of people appeared silently.

This group had men and women, all with dark skin, wearing revealing clothes, leaving arms or thighs exposed, with simple clothing made from some beast hides.

Each person held some strange weapon, appearing to be made of bone based on color. Upon close inspection, they discovered they were bone spikes, bone swords, bows, and arrows.

It’s worth noting that the sound of these people’s footsteps was very light; without careful listening, it would be hard for Qin Hao to notice.