Chapter 1397: One Sip of Wine, Two Lives

The waning moon hung high, the fierce wind biting cold, and in the night sky, apart from the crescent moon, not a single star could be seen.

In the vast and boundless mountains, shadows dominated, with countless demon beasts that lived within starting their nocturnal hunt. Occasionally, terrifying beast roars echoed, their origin unknown, sending shivers down one’s spine.

At the bottom of a cliff, Luo Feng leaned against a boulder the size of a house, panting heavily, his clothes soaked with sweat.

Releasing soul power, he felt no demon qi presence around him, and only then did Luo Feng breathe a sigh of relief.

“Looks like I finally shook it off.”

With the weight lifted from his chest, Luo Feng could no longer hold on, collapsing to the ground with a thud, the soreness coursing through his body making him reluctant to move a single finger.

“I don’t know the origin of that demon tiger. Not only is its strength insanely powerful, its speed is also unbelievably fast. Even the Sky Cloud Step barely shook it off.”

Thinking of the fiery demon tiger he encountered earlier, a chill swept through Luo Feng’s heart.

He knew that even with all his cards played, he was no match for the fiery demon tiger, not even Chixiao, a martial artist of the Yuan Sea Realm, could contend with it, let alone him.

Therefore, after splitting from Chixiao and the others, he desperately fled, never having run so fast since mastering the Sky Cloud Step.

Yet, no matter how he exerted all his might, that fiery demon tiger remained unhurriedly chasing behind him, unable to be shaken off, until under the cover of night, Luo Feng relied on his powerful soul power and the complex terrain of the mountainous forest to finally lose the adversary.

“I wonder how Haitang and the others are doing…”

The thought crossed his mind as Luo Feng took a deep breath and retrieved a spirit pill from the Washing Dragon Ring to restore his true yuan, intending to rest briefly before searching for Yue Haitang and others.

Fortunately, he had the Spirit Mirror given by Jiang Fengfeng on him, avoiding losing track of the others.

“Huh, where’s my scabbard!”

At a glance, Luo Feng noticed with surprise that only the Emperor Yan’s Sky-breaking Saber was left on the ground; the scabbard was missing.

“Looks like I accidentally dropped it earlier…”

Luo Feng chuckled bitterly, shook his head, and sat cross-legged, preparing to rest for a moment before heading back to find the scabbard, hoping that by then the demon tiger would have left.

Clap!

Just as Luo Feng prepared to practice, suddenly, a shadow fell from the sky, landing beside him.

“Oh, it’s right here!”

Luo Feng recognized the shadow as his scabbard, his heart first rejoiced, but then turned icy cold, grabbing the scabbard, he sprang up and leapt hundreds of meters away before stopping to look back at the top of the cliff.

The night sky was as dark as ink, the waned moon hung alone, and at the top of the cliff, a dazzling blaze ascended in the night, starkly glaring.

In the blaze, a massive demon tiger, as enormous as a mountain, stood silently, gazing down at Luo Feng with its imposing tiger eyes.

“It actually chased me here!”

Luo Feng’s face was extremely grim; it seemed the opponent would not give up before killing him. At present, his true yuan was mostly exhausted, his condition less than thirty percent of his peak. He definitely couldn’t escape.

“Alright, today I will play with you till the end!”

Waiting helplessly was not Luo Feng’s style; if he couldn’t escape, there was only one path left: battle!

Boom!

Before the words were finished, Luo Feng pushed the Demon Form Technique to the limit. In an instant, a vast surge of demon qi shot up to the sky, condensing behind him into six fox tails of demon fire, sweeping effortlessly, with gusts of fierce hot wind, the surrounding leaves were sizzling and crackling as if they might ignite at any moment.

“Spring Breeze-as-Heart-Wills!”

The Emperor Yan’s Sky-breaking Saber emitted a fire gang three to four yards long, suddenly spiraling out, transforming into a massive fiery whirlwind, slashing towards the demon tiger.

The demon tiger remained unmoved, flicking its fox tail, sweeping the waves of fire like a saber, chopping towards the Emperor Yan’s Sky-breaking Saber.

Luo Feng’s lips curled up with a cold smile, his eyes flashed with sharp light.

Swoosh! A sudden change occurred, the Emperor Yan’s Sky-breaking Saber abruptly shifted direction, sweeping past the cliff where the fiery demon tiger stood.

Rumble, rumble, rumble…

The ground heaved, with deafening sounds, the entire cliff collapsed completely, and the fiery demon tiger was evidently startled by the sudden change, briefly losing its balance.

This was exactly the opportunity Luo Feng intentionally created.

“Summer Thunder Falling from the Sky Blade!”

With a long howl, Luo Feng soared into the sky, a grand momentum spread out from him, causing the surrounding void to tremble slightly, grasping the Emperor Yan’s Sky-breaking Saber with both hands, he swung with all his might.

Rumble!

A thunderous crack, a piercing blade light, like divine thunder descending from the heavens, carried an indescribably fierce aura, whistled out, completely enveloping the entire cliff.

Rumble, rumble, rumble, rumble, rumble…

The earth trembled, a cliff over hundreds of meters collapsed completely in an instant, from the sky the location where the cliff once stood appeared a giant sky-scraping slash mark, extending deeply into the forest, so profound and vast that a single glance was enough to make one’s scalp tingle.

Clap!

His foot touched the ground, Luo Feng looked ahead at the ruins, his eyes flashing with a cold glimmer: “Must go again a few more times!”

He certainly didn’t believe just one slash could resolve that demon tiger, but if it were to endure Summer Thunder Falling from the Sky Blade several times in a short period, no matter how strong its defensive power was, it wouldn’t emerge unscathed.

Just as he was about to rise, a sense of powerlessness suddenly rose in Luo Feng’s heart, almost making him unable to stand.

At this moment, he was pale, cold sweat streaming, the whole person tottering on the verge of collapse. The “Summer Thunder Falling from the Sky Blade” had drained all his remaining strength; where could he find the power to strike again now.

And precisely at this moment! Luo Feng frowned slightly.

Right then.

“Hahaha… Juyan, you were made such a mess by this little kid.”

In the lonely night wind, an unrestrained laughter suddenly echoed.

Rumble!

With a loud noise, the vast ruins formed by the collapsing cliff exploded open, and a demon tiger with a body burning with scarlet flames leapt out from it unharmed. Its enormous brass bell-like eyes glared at Luo Feng, filled with boiling rage, ready to leap forward.

“Enough, Juyan, step back.”

The previous voice sounded again, followed by a rumble, a figure descended from the sky, landing beside the demon tiger, causing the whole forest to tremble slightly, countless thick cracks appeared on the surrounding ground.

Roar!

The demon tiger named Juyan roared towards Luo Feng, seeming very unwilling, reluctantly stepping behind the figure.

The figure patted the demon tiger’s mane, looked towards Luo Feng, and smiled, “Luo Feng, we meet again.”

“Elder Nanshan!”

Seeing the newcomer, Luo Feng’s expression was shocked; the person was none other than the Wild tribe he encountered at the South Mountain Tavern in Azure Sky City, also Yan Hu’s grandfather, who had given him a large jar of Thousand Fierce Ten Thousand Poison Liquor then, helping him a great deal.

“Hehe… It seems you still remember this old man.”

The newcomer was indeed the Tiger King; he walked up to Luo Feng, took out a red-colored wine jar, and said, “Drink this wine.”

Luo Feng directly took the wine jar and guzzled several mouthfuls, although he didn’t know the opponent’s true strength, he had a feeling, if the opponent wanted to kill him, they could easily do so without needing any tricks.

Poo!

Luo Feng originally thought the previous Thousand Fierce Ten Thousand Poison Liquor was already strong enough, but compared to the wine in his hand, it was merely child’s play, akin to pure water; the moment the wine entered his mouth, he felt a burning sensation from throat to chest instantaneously, unable to resist, he directly spurted a mouthful of wine out.

What Luo Feng didn’t know was the wine in his hand was the True Sun Burning God Wine, longed for by all those in the rtiad. Just a small sip was enough for two Yuan Sea Realm martial artists to fight to the death!