Thousands of Miles Tracking

The roaring wind howled in Lin Feng's ears as he urged his warhorse forward with wild abandon, the spirited steed galloping madly.

Two figures lunged with long spears, aiming to obstruct Lin Feng's path. However, their attempt was swiftly thwarted as the glint of his blade flashed by, severing them from their mounts in an instant. Lin Feng's warhorse remained undeterred, its speed unaffected, as it continued to pursue the nine figures ahead. The tumult of battle passed by on either side, fleeting in the blink of an eye.

At full speed, they soon reached the precipice of the Broken Blade Abyss. Without hesitation, the nine figures strode into the perilous path through the abyss, and Lin Feng followed suit.

Though the Broken Blade Abyss was under the control of Moyue, Lin Feng, donning the armor of Moyue, faced no attacks.

Amidst the relentless pursuit and the relentless chase, Lin Feng successfully traversed the Broken Blade Abyss, his speed unabated on the vast plains beyond. Here, countless bodies lay silently upon the yellow earth, most of them soldiers of the Xueyue army.

"What swift steeds."

Lin Feng pursued with all his might but couldn't close the distance, even as the figures ahead continued to pull Duan Xinye's warhorse along. These nine chestnut warhorses were considerably faster than those ridden by Moyue's ordinary soldiers.

Yet, Lin Feng had no intention of giving up, his will unwavering.

This scene persisted for hours, and Lin Feng lost count of the distance he had covered. Occasionally, wisps of smoke rose in the vicinity.

At this moment, Lin Feng had crossed the border between Moyue and Xueyue, entering the outskirts of Moyue's territory.

Even the warhorse beneath Lin Feng was foaming at the mouth, drenched in sweat, showing signs of strain.

The stamina of warhorses was exceptional, but Lin Feng's horse had reached its limit, unable to persist any longer, its reserves depleted.

However, at this moment, Lin Feng finally felt the distance between him and the figures ahead closing. The figures in front finally slowed down, gradually coming to a halt.

Lin Feng abruptly pulled the reins, and his warhorse slowed to a halt. At that moment, a neigh rang out, and Lin Feng's warhorse knelt down on its front knees, collapsing softly forward, unable to hold on any longer as its last breath escaped.

Springing from the saddle, Lin Feng leaped into the air, landing gracefully and steadying himself after a few steps.

Raising his head, Lin Feng saw the figures turning slowly, seated atop their warhorses, looking down at him with indifference.

And behind those individuals, Duan Xinye's beautiful eyes remained fixed on Lin Feng, despite her long hair being tousled by the wind. Her face couldn't hide her beauty, and her eyes, like gentle water, carried a trace of emotion, captivating anyone who gazed into them.

"Leave the princess."

Lin Feng unslung his longsword once again, advancing steadily with cold and ruthless eyes. The tip of the sword dragged along the ground, leaving a shallow mark in its wake.

"The Prince orders to capture him alive."

At this moment, one of them spoke indifferently, causing Lin Feng's gaze to narrow slightly. The Prince ordered him to be captured alive?

This Prince referred naturally to Mo Jie. Had Mo Jie already known that Lin Feng would pursue them and intentionally sent people to lure him into chasing them by taking Duan Xinye with them?

"Unfortunately, last time he killed many of our Black Shadow Guards, he couldn't be killed personally, only captured alive. The Prince values him too much."

A heavily armored soldier responded coldly, his face, though young, adorned with a black beard on his chin.

And what puzzled Lin Feng was that, besides Duan Xinye, the eight figures in Black Shadow Guard armor, although similar, had slightly different helmet styles.

Four of them had their faces entirely obscured by the helmet, with only their eyes visible.

While the other four had their faces exposed, the two speaking were among these.

"Hu Qiong, though you can't kill him, you can still torture him severely, venting your anger."

Another voice chimed in, and Hu Qiong's eyes flickered as a smirk tugged at the corners of his mouth. He spurred his horse towards Lin Feng.

"Do you know who we four are?"

Hu Qiong looked at Lin Feng, his voice cold.

"Ignorant."

Lin Feng's lips uttered a faintly indifferent word. How could he possibly know who Hu Qiong and his companions were?

"Ignorant?" Hu Qiong sneered, "Do you realize how foolish and ignorant your pursuit of us is? We four are all deputy commanders of the Black Shadow Guard. We were supposed to lead soldiers into battle, but because of you, Xueyue managed to reverse the tide of battle and contend with us Moyue. To capture you alive, the Prince ordered us to abandon the soldiers' combat. You should be proud."

"Deputy commanders."

A tinge of surprise flashed in Lin Feng's eyes. Mo Jie used Princess Duan Xinye as bait and mobilized four deputy commanders to deal with him. Lin Feng was somewhat flattered.

However, who were the other four individuals whose faces were obscured by helmets? Their aura, though slightly inferior to the four deputy commanders, was equally formidable, sending shivers down one's spine.

"You killed my Black Shadow Guards, plotted the Blaze City fire, and annihilated countless Moyue soldiers. Today, although I can't kill you, I will pummel you relentlessly to ease my hatred."

Hu Qiong, fierce and malevolent, retrieved his weapon, a massive axe, exceedingly sinister and sharp, weighing hundreds of pounds.

"Roar!"

With a furious shout, Hu Qiong's eyes widened as his mounted horse charged toward Lin Feng. His battle axe aimed straight at Lin Feng, akin to Mount Tai pressing down, accompanied by a faint sound of thunder and wind.

Lin Feng swung his sword, and Hu Qiong's horse was instantly severed at the legs by the sword qi, crashing forward. Hu Qiong's body leaped into the air, descending from above towards Lin Feng.

Lin Feng raised his sword to meet him, the clash of the battle axe and longsword sparking flames, a surge of overwhelming force causing Lin Feng's legs to sink into the ground. With a muffled groan, his internal organs were directly shaken.

"What immense strength."

With a slight tremor in his heart, Lin Feng gazed at Hu Qiong, who was pressing down on him. This person, like the leader of the Black Shadow Guards he had killed on the battlefield, was a seventh-level martial artist, surpassing him in realm and possessing boundless strength. The axe strike felt like a mountain pressing down on him, and the ground beneath his feet couldn't bear the immense force, sinking his legs into the yellow soil.

"Inadequate."

Hu Qiong shouted coldly, looking down at Lin Feng with profound contempt.

With a slight tremble in his hand, he lifted his battle axe once again, preparing to strike Lin Feng down, intending to bury his body underground.

However, just as Hu Qiong raised his hand, his gaze suddenly froze. Lin Feng's body seemed to rise from the ground, transforming into a blur.

As fast as lightning, so swift that Hu Qiong couldn't react in time, he was still clumsily raising his axe.

"Be careful!"

A shout rang out, but it was too late. With a sharp sound, Hu Qiong froze in place, his motion halted. A longsword pierced through his throat.

Hu Qiong's posture remained fixed, still in the act of raising his axe. Meanwhile, Lin Feng stood on the ground, his hand gripping the longsword, its other end piercing Hu Qiong's throat.

Shadowless Kill, the art of killing without a trace. In the past, when Lin Feng was only at the fourth level of the Lingwu Realm, he had used this technique to slay a seventh-level opponent, just like today.

Now, with Lin Feng at the sixth level of the Lingwu Realm, not only had his strength increased significantly, but his mastery of the Shadowless Kill had also become more refined, unleashing even greater power.

One strike, one kill. 

This was the might of a martial technique at the Lingwu level. Even though Hu Qiong couldn't believe it, he was already dead.

Life and death, determined in an instant, with no turning back.