Yang Feng's forehead was covered in sweat. Could he be having some bad luck? He had almost crossed half of the mountain range and still couldn't find the location of the treasure.
"roar!!"
Just then, a wild beast roared from the valley not far away.
Hearing the sound, Yang Feng looked over and quietly walked slowly in the direction from which the sound came, hiding behind a rock.
A man dressed in white was seen frowning deeply, gripping a three-foot-long sword tightly in his hand, and forcefully slashing at a bear that was about five meters tall.
Yes, it's a giant bear!
This should have just been an ordinary bear, but it must have come into contact with the rare treasure that is located here and cultivated into such a terrifying monster.
Its body was covered in dark scales, and its ferocious face contained a pair of long, narrow, blood-red eyes. Its fists were as thick as buckets.
"Senior Brother Murong, be careful!" It was Yi Ruo, the woman in white whom they had met at the restaurant, who couldn't help but call out.
"Clang!!" Murong Tian's long sword struck the bear's scales, making a sharp sound, but it only left a white mark.
The bear was instantly enraged, its eyes fixed on Murong Tian. Suddenly, it opened its hideous, warty mouth and punched him viciously.
Murong Tian saw the bear attacking rapidly and dared not be careless. He landed on the ground and kept dodging the bear's attacks. His clothes were torn in many places by its sharp fingers, and some blood flowed out.
The white casual clothes were now stained with blood.
"when--"
Immediately afterwards, the bear attacked again, snapping the longsword in his hand in two.
Murong Tian was sent flying, staggering backward, a trickle of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth. Looking at his broken sword, he quickly gave up, retreating a dozen steps to the side of the six men, and said:
"We need to retreat quickly. This bear has become a spirit, and its strength is at least at the Xuan level. Even if Master comes, it will take him a long time to deal with it."
“Alright, let’s go, let’s retreat. As long as we’re alive, we can always rebuild.” A disciple next to him nodded and said.
The two disciples, supporting Murong Tian, had just taken a few steps back when they noticed the bear-like figure behind them rushing towards them, its eyes filled with rage and killing intent.
If you provoke it, it won't be so easy for you to leave.
"Quickly, let's fight back together!" The disciple next to him shouted immediately upon seeing this.
The four disciples picked up their longswords and used them to block the charging bear.
However, the strongest among the four was only at the early stage of the Yellow Rank, while the others were only at the half-step Yellow Rank.
In an instant, all four of them were sent flying like kites with broken strings, crashing onto the rocks and spitting out mouthfuls of blood.
When Yi Ruo saw that all her fellow disciples in the sect had been sent flying, she became extremely nervous. She was only a half-step Yellow Rank martial artist herself.
"Yi Ruo, hurry up and leave. Don't worry about us. Go back and tell Master!" Murong Tian endured the pain, stood up, and called out to Yi Ruo.
“Senior Brother Murong…” Yi Ruo’s beautiful eyes welled up with tears, but she was interrupted before she could finish speaking.
"Run! I'll hold them off here!"
Murong Tian clenched his fists, circulated his inner energy, and was about to rush forward to fight the bear to the death.
A figure slowly emerged from behind a rock.
"All this nonsense is just asking for death, isn't it?"
Yang Feng stared coldly at the bear-man, and spoke indifferently.
As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Feng no longer hesitated and took the lead in attacking, circulating the spiritual power within his body. His strength at the peak of the Yellow Rank was clearly displayed, and it was even stronger than before.
The bear was still a little confused. It hadn't even noticed that there was a person behind the rock next to it, which could only mean that he was very good at hiding!
Yang Feng leaped up, transforming his palm into a blade, and struck the bear's body. The impact with its scales sparked a tiny flame.
"roar!!"
The bear felt a sharp pain and immediately roared, slamming its massive paw at Yang Feng.
Yang Feng shifted his position, easily dodging the bear's attack. He took a few steps back and looked at Murong Tian and his group of six behind him.
"Thank you so much for saving me, brother. I, Murong Tian, will remember this kindness and repay you in the future." Murong Tian bowed slightly, clasped his hands in gratitude, and said.
"Save me?" Upon hearing this, Yang Feng raised an eyebrow and said with a hint of amusement, "Why would I save you? You're just being presumptuous."
He wasn't there to save them; he wanted the rare treasure located there. If time hadn't prevented him from observing any further, he probably wouldn't have made a move.
"Uh..." Hearing him say that, Murong Tian didn't know what to do and felt a little embarrassed.
"No matter what, we still have to..." Before he could finish speaking, Yang Feng coldly interrupted him.
"Stop talking nonsense and get out of here!"
As he spoke, a sudden burst of power erupted from Yang Feng, sending Murong Tian flying. He crashed into a rock about five meters away, spitting out a mouthful of black blood.
"Ah, Senior Brother Murong!"
Yi Ruo, who was watching from the side, called out and quickly ran over to help him up.
Murong Tian was already seriously injured, and now he was blasted away by this young man, wouldn't his injuries worsen!
"How could you do this? Bullying the weak and injured, what kind of hero are you?!"
Yi Ruo originally thought that the young man who suddenly came out to save them was a good person, but he ended up hurting them instead.