Especially since he is such a young and monstrous martial artist.
"Don't panic. The combined attack of all of us just now would have severely injured even a master at the Heavenly Rank, let alone that young man who was already injured."
"It's obvious that he's heavily injured and has a dying demoness with him. He can't have gone far. His strength is greatly reduced now, and he might not even be a match for any one of us here. As long as we split up and search, we will surely kill this brat!"
A sinister smile crept across the square-faced elder's face, his eyes gleaming with an unpredictable light, as if he were plotting something...
"That makes sense!"
"There's no time to lose. Let's act quickly and kill Yang Feng. If we find him, we can send a signal, just in case!"
"Better safe than sorry! Remember! Once you find this person, you must not delay; kill him without hesitation!"
The elders of the various sects all looked extremely solemn, exchanging glances and discussing amongst themselves.
They were all shrewd and experienced elders who knew that Yang Feng absolutely could not be allowed to live, otherwise their sects would definitely suffer a crazy attack from that monstrous talent in the future.
………
Numerous grandmasters and elders headed in different directions, exuding an undeniably terrifying aura.
They searched for Yang Feng's whereabouts day and night, and had already sealed off the area around the canyon.
The entire area within a ten-mile radius was also sealed off.
In addition, disciples from Cloud Manor, as well as disciples from other sects, all went together to hunt down this person.
A bounty has been issued: whoever finds Yang Feng will receive the championship reward of the Martial Arts Tournament!
It was extremely tempting, and every martial artist, driven by greed, went out to search for it.
The net of Heaven is vast, its meshes are wide, yet nothing escapes it!
We'll find Yang Feng sooner or later; it's just a matter of time.
The next morning, around 3 a.m.
In a small cave, Yang Feng lay on the ground with his eyes closed and his face deathly pale, his back covered with countless horrifying wounds.
The blood continues to flow...
When he woke up, he didn't know what time it was. Next to him was a mud cave, from which terrifying wails could be heard from time to time.
This should be a reaction from the cave.
Yang Feng weakly opened his peach blossom eyes. He was so weak and pale that he had never been so badly injured before.
Even though it was their first time fighting Ye Aotian, it wasn't that bad.
Now he is covered in wounds, but it is impossible for him to lose his life.
When all else fails, he will use the power of chaos.
Once it begins, it will be a bloodbath, but there is also the fear that people will lose their minds and go astray.
If he had already been a master of the Heavenly Realm, he wouldn't have been in such a sorry state.
Even if they couldn't defeat a group of top experts from various sects, they could at least stall for time and escape successfully.
Originally, he thought that with his current strength, he could roam freely in the secular world.
But he was wrong, completely wrong...
A great nation, China!
Hidden talents abound; it turns out that the strength of some of the top elders and secretaries in various sects is actually quite formidable.
It seems that the sects he visited before were probably quite outdated.
Being reckless is still not good...
"Meow~ Master, you're awake~"
At that moment, a clear and melodious voice rang out, and then a stunningly beautiful face appeared before Yang Feng.
She looked down at herself, her face still bearing traces of charcoal, her delicate cat ears, and two sharp little teeth making her look incredibly cute.
"I'm so thirsty..."
Yang Feng lay helplessly on the soil, oblivious to the chilling wind blowing slowly from inside the cave.
As soon as he opened his mouth, he realized that his whole body was not feeling right, as if it were being torn apart, and his internal organs were about to split open and become misaligned.
If he had known, he wouldn't have said anything and would have just lay down to recover for a while.
Now, he can no longer bear even the slightest pain.
The main reason is the enormous consumption of mental energy.
"good!"
The enchantress nodded, turned and walked outside. Just as she turned, a hint of joy flashed in her beautiful eyes.
A week had passed. She woke up three days ago to find herself here, and so she quietly stayed by his side.
Seeing the wounds all over his body, I felt a pain in my heart, as if it were being stabbed with needles.
She wanted to slap herself for letting hatred cloud her judgment and fighting her benefactor.