Immortal God of War-Chapter 160: Self-Imposed Trap _1

"Qin Feiyang, what are you doing?" Feng Ling’er was also baffled by Qin Feiyang’s sudden move.

"SHUSH!" Qin Feiyang made a gesture for silence.

「Outside.」

The burly man and the others scanned their surroundings, surprised and confused.

Where were they? How could they have disappeared into thin air? Could the two of them have teleported?

Li Kui asked, "Brother Meng, do you know where they’ve gone?"

The burly man shook his head.

Wang Ke frowned. "Did he sense our intentions?"

"Impossible. We didn’t reveal any hint after we returned." The burly man firmly shook his head, his expression flickering.

"Meng Ming, what intentions?"

"What are you talking about?"

The others looked at the three of them, puzzled.

"Nothing," Meng Ming said irritably, sitting next to the campfire, his face, illuminated by the firelight, revealing a deep-seated malice.

「In the old castle.」

"What intentions?" Feng Ling’er, Ling Yunfei, and even the Wolf King also looked at Qin Feiyang, puzzled.

"How would I know? In any case, it can’t be anything good." Qin Feiyang gave a cold snort.

He wasn’t sure about the others. But this Meng Ming, Wang Ke, and Li Kui definitely had a problem.

Feng Ling’er said, "Should I go out and slaughter them?"

"No need."

"There are still two dangerous areas to pass before we reach the Desert of Death. We might as well make good use of them."

"Besides, their strength is considerable. With your current capabilities, killing them all wouldn’t be an easy task."

Just as Qin Feiyang finished speaking, he noticed Feng Ling’er’s expression look a little off and quickly added, "Don’t get me wrong. I don’t lack faith in you; I just don’t want you to get hurt."

"Oh, so you do care about me?" Feng Ling’er seemed surprised.

"Forget what I said." Qin Feiyang’s face twitched. He walked over to the iron box and continued to write the Counter Curse Manual.

Feng Ling’er asked, "Wolf cub, what exactly is he writing? Is there any point to messing with that thing?"

"Nonsense. Would he do something meaningless?" The Wolf King glared at her and lay down on the ground to continue napping.

Feng Ling’er grabbed his ear and curiously asked, "Then tell me, what’s the point of it all?"

The Wolf King retorted furiously, "I’ve got a short temper! Do you believe Brother Wolf will bite you?"

"Then bite me!" Feng Ling’er stared at it, undeterred.

"A decent wolf doesn’t fight with females." The Wolf King looked disdainful, saying lightly, "Let me put it this way: if he wasn’t writing that thing, his cultivation would’ve already surpassed yours."

"Huh?" Feng Ling’er was stunned.

"In front of him, your so-called talent is just slightly better than trash," the Wolf King sneered.

"You dare compare me to trash! You wolf cub, you really need to be taught a lesson!" Feng Ling’er’s brow furrowed in anger. She gripped the Wolf King’s ear, yanking it so hard that it deformed, causing him to grimace in pain.

"Brother Wolf really needs a lesson! What are you going to do? Got the guts to bite Brother Wolf’s balls?" the Wolf King roared in anger.

"Shameless! Despicable! Vile!" Feng Ling’er was so angry, her teeth itched.

Looking at the fierce squabble between the human and the wolf, Ling Yunfei, who was standing aside, could only shake his head helplessly.

But he was absolutely convinced by the Wolf King’s words. Qin Feiyang’s talent for martial arts was indeed far superior to Feng Ling’er’s. It could even be said that across the entire Yan Province, there was no one who could rival him.

「That same night.」

Feng Ling’er had another breakthrough. She shamelessly asked Qin Feiyang for a Top Grade Vermilion Glazed Pill.

She ascended to become a Five Star Martial Ancestor in one fell swoop!

As for Qin Feiyang, he now had only six Top Grade Vermilion Glazed Pills left.

「Early the next morning.」

The rain not only hadn’t stopped, but it had become heavier.

Meng Ming and his group were ready to set off.

Qin Feiyang also pulled back his hand, closed the iron book, looked at Feng Ling’er and Ling Yunfei, and said, "Just act as if you know nothing. And Feng Ling’er, don’t reveal your current strength too soon."

"I know my limits." Feng Ling’er rolled her eyes at him, seemingly blaming him for meddling.

Ling Yunfei shrugged his shoulders and laughed, "We genuinely don’t know anything."

Qin Feiyang smiled faintly. He didn’t waste any more words with Feng Ling’er and, bringing the two of them, appeared at the safe point.

Hmm? Did they reappear out of thin air?

Meng Ming and the others, who were preparing to set off, were so surprised when they saw the three of them that their eyes almost popped out.

Even a ghost couldn’t be this elusive!

"Ahem!" Wang Ke coughed dryly, tugging at Meng Ming’s sleeve.

Meng Ming snapped back to his senses, hurriedly walked up to the three of them, bowed, looked curiously at Ling Yunfei, and asked, "Sirs, who is this gentleman with you?"

Qin Feiyang smiled slightly. "He is also a Core Disciple of the Martial King Palace."

"Greetings, Sir," the group immediately bowed in respect.

"Hmm." Ling Yunfei nodded lightly.

Meng Ming asked with a fawning smile, "Sirs, considering the dangers on the road, why don’t we stick together for mutual support?"

"Sure." After a moment of consideration, Qin Feiyang nodded in agreement.

Meng Ming was overjoyed and then asked, "So when do we leave?"

Qin Feiyang looked up at the sky. The storm clouds were heavily layered, and there was no telling when the rain would stop, so they decided to set off immediately.

Thus, the group started their journey through the rain.

Five were at the front, clearing a path; five were at the rear, guarding their backs; and three were on each side as a precaution. Meanwhile, the trio of Qin Feiyang, walking in the middle, found themselves oddly free of any tasks.

Meng Ming struck down a ferocious beast with a single blow. He turned back and asked Qin Feiyang with a smile, "Sir, where did you go last night? We were worried sick when you suddenly disappeared."

"Sorry to have caused you worry," Qin Feiyang replied with a faint smile. However, he avoided answering Meng Ming’s question.

Meng Ming turned around, frowned slightly, then asked without turning back, "Sirs, is this your first time traveling to the Desert of Death?"

"Yes." Qin Feiyang nodded.

That makes things easier, Meng Ming sneered to himself and shouted, "Everyone, stay alert! We must reach the second safe point before it gets dark!"

"Alright!" Wang Ke and the others yelled in unison.

The path was much safer during the day. It was quite some time before they encountered a fierce beast blocking their way. Everyone present was skilled enough to dispatch it with ease.

「As evening approached.」

Meng Ming, who was leading, suddenly raised his hand and shouted in a low voice, "Everyone, stop!"

"What’s wrong?" someone asked.

"Nothing. I’m just thirsty and would like to drink some water." Meng Ming took out a waterskin, tilted his head back for a gulp, then turned to the others with a smile. "Does anyone else want a drink?"

While speaking, he subtly signaled Wang Ke and Li Kui with his eyes.

Both nodded in understanding.

"Thank you, Brother Meng."

"With all this rain, we’ve had enough rainwater to drink. Who would still be thirsty?"

"Let’s continue on our way!" the others laughed.

Hmm? Qin Feiyang’s pupils contracted.

Exactly! They’d had their fill of rainwater, so why would Meng Ming still be thirsty? Something wasn’t right!

He looked ahead at the path. On both sides, the path was flanked by dense forest.

But it was eerily silent!

Although they had encountered few beasts along the way, the roars of beasts and chirping of insects from the forest had never ceased.

But here, not only were there no beast roars, but even the chirping of insects was absent.

It could even be described as deathly silent!

He carefully observed the surrounding topography and quickly realized – this was the second danger point! Since it was a danger point, why hadn’t Meng Ming mentioned it?

By this time, Meng Ming had already put away his waterskin and said with a smile, "Everyone, we’re an hour away from the safe point. We should make it before dark. Let’s go!"

The group set off again.

However, Meng Ming, Wang Ke, and Li Kui had stealthily moved to the middle of the group!

The others noticed but didn’t find it suspicious.

But Qin Feiyang now understood. He tugged at Ling Yunfei’s sleeve. Ling Yunfei understood and used the same method to inform Feng Ling’er beside him.

The danger point was just a few steps away!

Meng Ming and his two companions unconsciously placed their hands on their Qiankun Bags.

Finally, the group entered the danger point!

SWISH!!!

Immediately, streams of blood-red light shot out from the grass. A dense swarm appeared before them. At first glance, it looked like a Sea of Blood—utterly terrifying!

"What the hell is this?" the group exclaimed, aghast.

Even Qin Feiyang, who was prepared, turned pale when he saw what those blood-red streaks of light truly were!

"These are Blood Locusts!" he screamed.

"Blood Locusts!"

Upon hearing this name, everyone’s faces turned deathly pale. Any desire to fight vanished, replaced only by despair and helplessness!

At that very moment, Meng Ming and his two companions revealed their killing intent. They pulled out daggers from their Qiankun Bags and charged directly at Qin Feiyang’s trio.

"Finally showing your true colors?" Qin Feiyang scoffed. His hand, hidden in his sleeve, shot out like lightning. Blue Snow, invincible, instantly shattered the three daggers!

At the same time, Feng Ling’er launched three palm strikes, her True Qi surging forth like an overwhelming wave.

PFFT!!!

Meng Ming and the other two spat out mouthfuls of blood, their chests instantly caving in.

Immediately thereafter, Qin Feiyang and his companions shot out their hands, each grabbing one man. Using them as human shields, they charged forward.

The swarm of Blood Locusts landed on Meng Ming and the other two, furiously burrowing into their bodies!

The other members of the group were also swallowed up by the Blood Locusts.

Screams resounded endlessly!

Qin Feiyang and his companions rushed out without looking back. After covering some distance, they threw Meng Ming and the other two men aside, ran for another dozen meters, then turned to look at Meng Ming’s group.

These Blood Locusts were only thumb-sized and blood-red all over—utterly disgusting!

Even Feng Ling’er, with her fearlessly confident demeanor, lost color upon seeing the Blood Locusts.

"Sirs, please save us!"

"AHH, it’s so painful! They’re burrowing inside me, sucking my blood!"

While crying out in agony, Meng Ming and the other two rolled on the ground, their bodies covered in Blood Locusts they couldn’t shake or brush off.

Qin Feiyang laughed coldly. "You schemed to kill us, and now you want us to save you? Do you take us for fools?"

What? They actually noticed! Meng Ming’s expression changed drastically. He quickly said, "Sir, what are you talking about? We’ve never had such thoughts!"

Qin Feiyang said indifferently, "If you had no such intentions, then why didn’t you tell us this was the second danger point?"

"How did you know? Wasn’t this your first time here?" Meng Ming exclaimed in disbelief.

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