Ancient Dragon Elephant Technique-Chapter 122 - 11 Surrounded

Lin Feng had a narrow escape!

He took a deep breath. This time had been too dangerous; he had almost died at the hands of the Soul of Qiongqi.

It was only because the Mysterious Demon Pearl revealed its power at the critical moment that he wasn’t now commemorating his death a year from today.

"Are you alright?" the Fire Kirin asked with concern.

Lin Feng replied, "I’m fine, the Mysterious Demon Pearl has devoured the Soul of Qiongqi."

Hearing the words Mysterious Demon Pearl, the Fire Kirin felt both fear and awe, saying, "That Soul of Qiongqi was terribly unlucky to meet its end like this. If it had been anyone else, it would surely have succeeded in seizing their soul. But it had to encounter you."

"I guess I was just lucky. Without the Mysterious Demon Pearl, I would have certainly died by the hands of the Soul of Qiongqi," Lin Feng said, his face filled with relief.

While Lin Feng was still reveling in his fortune, an event occurred that troubled him greatly.

The body of the Beast Emperor Qiongqi suddenly burst into flames.

Seeing this, the corners of Lin Feng’s mouth twitched sharply.

The strongest of beings would place secret techniques on their corpses before death to prevent others from laying hands on them, causing the bodies to self-destruct should anyone attempt to claim them.

"Let’s wait and see if anything is left behind…" said the Fire Kirin, squinting, "If we truly end up empty-handed, it means we weren’t fated for this fortune. One shouldn’t force fate!"

The Fire Kirin, being a Divine Beast, at its level of power, could peek into the Heavenly Earth Great Dao, seizing the Qi luck of heaven and earth, and thus valued fate and luck.

...

Soon, the body of the Beast Emperor Qiongqi burned up to ashes.

"Huh, what is that...?"

Suddenly, Lin Feng’s eyes brightened. Amidst the pile of debris, he spotted a pitch-black object. He picked it up, revealing a shocked expression—it was a pitch-black bone.

"That’s a Qiongqi Treasure Bone," the Fire Kirin exclaimed in surprise, "I didn’t expect the Qiongqi Treasure Bone to be left behind. Look at those runes; they’re the Qiongqi Treasure Skills inscribed on the Qiongqi Treasure Bone."

"Ah? Qiongqi Treasure Skill?" Lin Feng was astonished.

He thought of the secret technique displayed by Qiongqi previously, which killed the Five Great Strongmen and the Four Great Beast Kings. That was the Qiongqi Treasure Skill.

"We shouldn’t stay here too long. Let’s hurry and find a place to study the Qiongqi Treasure Bone. There should be an imprint of the Qiongqi Treasure Skill on it," the Fire Kirin suggested.

Lin Feng nodded, pocketed the Treasure Bone, and quickly left with the Fire Kirin.

...

Three days later, hearty laughter echoed from a cave.

"Haha, it truly is the Qiongqi Treasure Skill!"

...

Afterward, Lin Feng devoted himself to vigorously practicing the Qiongqi Treasure Skill, making extraordinary progress.

As Lin Feng was heading towards the periphery of the Wilderness Jungle, he was seen by several mercenaries.

"Hey, isn’t that the guy our Sky Wolf Mercenary Group is looking for?" one mercenary said in surprise.

"Quick, take out the portrait to compare."

Another mercenary spoke.

These mercenaries quickly produced a portrait, only to see a handsome young man depicted on it.

It was none other than Lin Feng.

"It’s really him. Let’s go inform the Junior Commander…"

The mercenaries left hastily.

...

Boom boom boom.

A day later, while Lin Feng was resting beside a small stream, he suddenly felt the ground trembling.

In the distance, dust billowed.

Lin Feng frowned slightly, sensing that many people were swiftly approaching.

It wasn’t long before he saw hordes of giant Sky Wolves charging his way, each with a mercenary astride.

More than twenty people were riding Sky Wolves, and they soon rushed over and surrounded Lin Feng.

"Sky Wolf Mercenary Group."

Lin Feng narrowed his eyes, not expecting to encounter these people.

He turned his gaze to the leader.

The leader was none other than Duanmu Yan.

The Junior Commander of the Sky Wolf Mercenary Group!

He was the brother of Duanmu Feiyang. During the demon chaos, the Sky Wolf Mercenary Group would intercept and rob smaller groups of cultivators en route, looting their wealth. Eventually, they ambushed Lin Feng and his companions, only to be slaughtered by Lin Feng who killed dozens.

Duanmu Yan had personally tried to kill Lin Feng and his friends but ultimately failed. It was Lin Feng’s first encounter with Duanmu Yan, and shortly after, Lin Feng stole Duanmu Yan’s Nine Nether Yellow Spring Water. Hatred upon hatred, grudge upon grudge, Lin Feng did not expect they would meet again here.

"Lin Feng, didn’t expect to meet again so soon, did you?" Duanmu Yan sneered continuously as he looked at Lin Feng!

"Yeah, I really didn’t expect it. What’s the matter? Are you here to die?" Lin Feng’s lips curled into a chilling smile.

"Kid, you won’t shed a tear until you see the coffin. Surrounded as you are, you still have the gall to spout nonsense. Attack him, take down this youngster," Duanmu Yan ordered coldly.

"Yes, Junior Commander!"

Immediately, a Martial Master Realm mercenary leaped down from his mount and charged at Lin Feng.

Duanmu Yan personally led the operation to encircle and kill Lin Feng. Although the number he brought wasn’t large, they were all in the Martial Master Realm—these were the true elite of the Sky Wolf Mercenary Group.

Over twenty Martial Master Realm experts were determined to take down Lin Feng.

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"Kid, take my Sky Wolf Fist!" The mercenary sneered, a fist thundering towards Lin Feng, powerful force rippling through the void. A vague image of a Sky Wolf formed, roaring and baring its fangs at Lin Feng.

Lin Feng chuckled coldly. As the mercenary attacked, he surged forward, the Ancient Dragon Elephant Technique churning within him, unleashing the mighty Ancient Dragon Elephant Power in a swift clash.

Crack crack.

The arms of the mercenary who clashed with Lin Feng snapped, and Lin Feng’s strike hammered fiercely onto his chest.

The mercenary’s chest caved in, his body thrown backward, crashing to the ground as he spewed blood, splattering it with shattered internal organs. He convulsed a few times and then lay still, dead.