Even though the information he had received was limited, it didn’t stop Ling Feng from inferring a few things. For Yun Zhong and his group to enter the beehive, it was almost impossible without someone leading the way. Furthermore, to reach such a deep location, only people of high status and power would be familiar with this place.

So, the reason these people appeared here became clear: some high-ranking members of the Dark Feather Elf Clan colluded with Yun Zhong and his team to steal the Dark Feather Elf Clan’s treasure!

Although there was no evidence to support this, Ling Feng believed this was the truth.

But if that were the case, then Ling Feng needed to redesign his plan. He initially wanted to assassinate the Bee King to create chaos, then use the opportunity to escape!

However, now that he had coincidentally discovered Yun Zhong and his group’s whereabouts, he couldn’t let such luck go to waste without acting.

"Aren’t they trying to seize the Dark Feather Elf Clan’s treasure? And now, it seems that the treasure is very likely in Yun Zhong’s hands. If I could get the treasure now..." A cold gleam flashed in Ling Feng’s eyes.

"Ye Luo, didn’t you say I had connections with Yun Zhong? You really are a prophet." Ling Feng thought to himself, "Once I obtain the Dark Feather Elf Clan’s treasure, I’ll settle this debt with you."

Ling Feng did not continue forward; instead, he began to explore his surroundings. To get the Dark Feather Elf Clan’s treasure from Yun Zhong, Ling Feng first needed to know both himself and his enemy.

How many people the opponent had, what their strengths were, where the Dark Feather Elf Clan’s treasure was hidden—Ling Feng needed to investigate all of this.

Currently, Ling Feng was alone and weak; his only advantage was that he was in the shadows, and the opponents didn’t know of his existence, allowing him to exploit this to strike them one by one.

Ling Feng saw the two people who had spoken earlier return, this time carrying a large barrel filled with bee slurry.

Ling Feng understood that to continue staying here, they needed to keep covering themselves with bee slurry. Otherwise, once the bee slurry solidified, their scent would be detected by the Blazing Poison Bees, which would be dangerous for them.

Ling Feng glanced at the bee slurry that had started to solidify on himself, feeling a stroke of luck. He had completely forgotten about this earlier.

As the two passed not far from Ling Feng, he lunged at them like a lurking leopard, the spear in his hand shooting like a streak of light toward one of them.

The pair never expected someone would attack them here. Caught off guard by Ling Feng’s precise and lethal move, they lay on the ground before they even realized what had happened.

Ling Feng shattered the bee slurry on their bodies, smashed the barrel, and applied some of the contents onto himself before hiding again.

Bzz bzz bzz, the aura of the two had spread, quickly attracting a swarm of golden Blazing Poison Bees, just like Ling Feng had seen before.

But what shocked Ling Feng was that those golden Blazing Poison Bees, like sharks smelling blood, immediately swooped onto the two.

The sound of chewing reached Ling Feng’s ears, making his scalp tingle. In less than thirty breaths, the two had been reduced to nothing but a pool of blood, leaving no bones behind.

"These golden Blazing Poison Bees eat flesh?" Ling Feng gasped. This was too unexpected.

An hour passed, and two more people crept over. Seeing the pool of blood and the shattered barrel on the ground, their faces changed, and they quickly turned to flee.

Ling Feng silently followed them, discovering their hiding place in the hive, then found a new hive nearby to hide himself.

"Brother Yun, something’s wrong, Xiao Wu and the others are dead!" the person shouted in alarm as he dashed into the hive.

"Calm down!" The man known as Brother Yun hissed, "What happened? Weren’t Xiao Wu and the others collecting bee slurry? How could something happen? Did someone sneak in?"

"Judging by the scene, it seems they were eaten by the golden Blazing Poison Bees!" the person said, still fearful. "The bee slurry on them must have been damaged, letting their scent leak out."

Yun Zhong frowned, "Are you sure? Never mind, take me to see!"

Moments later, Yun Zhong and his group stood before the pool of blood, his face grim, "From the scene, it seems like that indeed happened, but... what puzzles me is why there wasn’t any noise before they died? They were not far from our hiding place, did anyone hear anything?"

The others shook their heads, indicating they hadn’t heard anything.

"Could it be that someone killed them and then framed the Blazing Poison Bees?" the man next to Yun Zhong said. "If that’s the case, we’re in some danger!"

"We cannot rule out that possibility, but if that’s true, it means our position has been exposed. Contact that old geezer immediately and have him send someone to get us out!" Yun Zhong said gravely, "I sense a dangerous aura!"

The group nodded, trusting Yun Zhong’s cautious intuition. Yun Zhong was known for his keen sense of danger.

Back in their hive, everyone remained silent, their mood heavy.

"Brother Yun, do you think that old geezer will keep his promise?" sighed a man next to Yun Zhong, "I don’t think he’s a trustworthy person!"

Yun Zhong shook his head, "Honestly, I don’t know either, but we have no other choice besides trusting him! The Dark Feather Elf Clan’s treasure can take us directly to the Holy Mountain, saving us time and trouble. We don’t have much time, we can’t afford to waste it!"

"As for that old geezer from the Dark Feather Elf Clan, you think I don’t have ways to guard against him?" Yun Zhong’s face revealed a cold smile, "If he tries to renege on his promise, I’ll make him regret it!"

"I’ve already contacted the elder of the Dark Feather Elf Clan, he’ll be back soon. Meanwhile, we need to be careful here and strengthen our guard. If anything suspicious happens, report it immediately!" Yun Zhong instructed sternly.

"Yes!" the others replied, their expressions serious.

Yun Zhong nodded, taking out a bead from his pocket. It was dark green, and a statue could be faintly seen at the center, though not clearly.

"This is the Dark Feather Elf Clan’s treasure, what exactly is its use?" Yun Zhong murmured to himself.