"Capture her!"

With a command from Evil-Faced Tiger, a gaunt middle-aged martial artist, who had somehow closed in, let out a cold smile and shot an arrow at Mei Jing.

Mei Jing saw it was a Candle Sky Net Arrow, her expression slightly changed, and she pushed her Qinggong to the limit, darting away.

However, the arrow was faster.

Buzz!

The Candle Sky Net Arrow, upon closing to ten meters, suddenly split open, transforming into a massive blood net ten meters wide, swooping towards Mei Jing.

"A flash of inspiration!"

Knowing she couldn’t evade it, Mei Jing gritted her teeth, her body surged with green light, and she met the blood net with her sword.

Clang!

Sparks flew, the second-grade treasure sword bent violently, unable to pierce through the blood-red net.

Rip!

The net retracted, trapping Mei Jing along with her sword inside, crashing to the ground.

Evil-Faced Tiger landed back on the ground, watching the struggling Mei Jing, and sneered deeply:

"A single Candle Sky Net Arrow is worth twenty thousand second-grade Yuan Stones. I intend to get all those stones back from you!"

With a cold snort, Evil-Faced Tiger waved his hand and said, "Take them away, we’re leaving here. If they resist, cut their tendons. They’re Spiritual Rotation Realm martial artists; they’ll recover quickly anyway."

"Yes!"

Hearing this, several rtiad martial artists smirked coldly, stepping towards the trapped Linglong Hall disciples.

Mei Jing pushed her Yuan Qi to the extreme, attempting to shatter the Candle Sky Net, but to her dismay, the material of the net was unknown, capable of rebounding the Yuan Qi, leaving her body numb from the rebound. 𝕗𝗿𝕖𝐞𝐰𝗲𝕓𝐧𝕠𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝐨𝚖

The situation was despairing.

At this moment, a sharp whistle approached from afar, and a figure appeared above the valley.

"Linglong Hall disciples!"

Seeing the figure in the sky above the valley, Evil-Faced Tiger and others’ expressions slightly changed.

Luo Feng glanced into the valley, his eyes narrowed, and without speaking, drew his saber and slashed down.

Swoosh!

A massive saber light cleaved through the sky, creating a fierce curtain in the air. The few rtiad martial artists near Mei Jing opened their mouths, but were engulfed by the saber light. A long saber mark, deep and unfathomable, appeared where they once stood.

"It’s Senior Brother Luo Feng!"

"Senior Brother Luo Feng!"

Seeing Luo Feng, the Linglong Hall disciples, who were at their wits’ end, were so overcome they nearly burst into tears of joy.

This was truly like finding hope in a desperate situation; if Luo Feng hadn’t appeared, they would surely fall into the hands of these rtiad bandits, and dying would be a mercy then.

During this conversation, the sound of cutting through the air arose again as Xia Yunjing, Lin Yue’er and others appeared.

Seeing Luo Feng and others, the expressions of the rtiad martial artists in the valley drastically changed.

"Big brother, what do we do now?"

The gaunt middle-aged martial artist licked his lips and asked.

Evil-Faced Tiger’s face was also unsightly. The five Linglong Hall disciples in front of him exuded strong energy, especially the young boy and girl leading them, whose strong Yuan Qi fluctuations marked them as Spiritual Rotation Realm six-level martial artists! Any one of them could easily slay all of them.

Taking a deep breath, Evil-Faced Tiger calmed himself and said in a deep voice:

"What are we afraid of? Even if they are Spiritual Rotation Realm seven-level martial artists, they can’t withstand the Candle Sky Net. Wait for the right moment and catch them all in one go!"

"Yes!"

The gaunt middle-aged man’s eyes flashed sharply as he nodded.

Luo Feng and his group landed next to Mei Jing and the others.

"Are you all right?" Luo Feng asked.

Mei Jing shook her head, grateful, "Thank you, Senior Brother, for coming to our rescue. If it weren’t for you, we might all... Senior Brother, look out!"

Before finishing her words, Mei Jing’s expression changed.

In her sight, a blood-red arrow shot towards Luo Feng, its speed even faster than before, transforming mid-air into a massive blood net.

Luo Feng’s perception was acute. He was aware of every move in the valley and immediately slashed his saber towards the bloody net.

"Senior Brother, don’t!"

Mei Jing knew the terror of the Candle Sky Net. Unless one was a Spiritual Rotation Realm eight-level martial artist, it was nearly impossible to destroy it.

Unfortunately, the situation evolved in an instant, and the blood-red net had already reached them.

"Break!"

Luo Feng’s body sank, and he struck down with his saber.

"Overestimating yourself. Sending four top-quality goods our way, you’re making it easy for us."

In the distance, the Evil-Faced Tiger smirked mockingly.

Sizzle!

With a flash of the blade, a sound like tearing silk echoed as the Emperor Yan’s Sky-breaking Saber easily tore through the Candle Sky Net.

"What!"

Shock consumed the Evil-Faced Tiger, freezing his smile.

After slicing through the Candle Sky Net with one strike, Luo Feng turned back to Mei Jing, "Junior Sister, what did you just say?"

Seeing the shattered blood-red net on the ground, the Linglong Hall disciples were all dumbstruck, including Mei Jing.

The Candle Sky Net, which had rendered them powerless, was so easily destroyed!

"Senior Brother Luo Feng, what grade is your spirit weapon?"

Mei Jing, knowledgeable and experienced, quickly calmed down and fixed her gaze on the Emperor Yan’s Sky-breaking Saber in Luo Feng’s hand.

Slash!

Luo Feng cut through the blood net on Mei Jing, saying, "The Emperor Yan’s Sky-breaking Saber, a fifth-grade spirit weapon."

"Fifth-grade spirit weapon!"

Hearing this, several Linglong Hall disciples gasped. Mei Jing stood up, smiling, "No wonder you could cut through the Candle Sky Net."

Xia Yunjing’s eyes flickered with envy as she glanced at the Emperor Yan’s Sky-breaking Saber. Her Mysterious Crystal Bow was hard-won but only a third-grade spirit weapon.

Luo Feng sliced through another Candle Sky Net and looked coldly at the Evil-Faced Tiger.

"Daring to scheme against Linglong Hall disciples, you must be prepared to face the consequences."

The Evil-Faced Tiger shivered at Luo Feng’s gaze, regretting his actions deeply. He never imagined this young man would possess such a treasure as a fifth-grade spirit weapon.

Run!

Without hesitation, the Evil-Faced Tiger’s feet moved, and his figure became a streak of light shooting into the distance.

Even the greatest trump card, the Candle Sky Net, was useless. Staying meant certain death.

"Senior Brother Luo Feng, we can’t let him get away!" Nanxuan said angrily.

"Of course."

Luo Feng nodded, stepping forward as the Emperor Yan’s Sky-breaking Saber released a crimson blade light.

Slash!

The massive blade light flashed through the sky, splitting the clouds apart.

The Evil-Faced Tiger, who had fled a thousand meters, shuddered as his protective Gang Energy and body were sliced in half, blood spraying forth.

"Killed in one stroke!"

Mei Jing’s eyes trembled. Though she knew Luo Feng was strong, she hadn’t expected him to be this powerful—killing a peak fifth-level Spiritual Rotation Realm martial artist from a thousand meters with a single blow. Even an average mid-stage sixth-level Spiritual Rotation Realm martial artist couldn’t achieve this. Only a peak sixth-level Spiritual Rotation Realm martial artist could!

"Ah! The boss is dead, run!"

Seeing the Evil-Faced Tiger killed in one stroke, the once-arrogant outlaws of the rtiad turned ashen with fear, scattering like birds and beasts using their Qinggong.

"Kill." Luo Feng coldly uttered a word.

"Yes, Senior Brother."

Feeling humiliated earlier, Mei Jing and the others already harbored a killing intent. Hearing this, they promptly drew their swords and pursued.

Swish swish swish swish...

In an instant, the entire valley was crisscrossed with Qi Force, and one outlaw after another fell into pools of blood.

In less than ten breaths, the battle was over.

Throughout the valley, the bodies of outlaws lay scattered.

Dozens of outlaws: a third were chopped into pieces, dead beyond recognition; another third had their skulls pierced, leaving a fist-sized hole on their forehead, yet eerily, no blood spilled. The rest were hacked to pieces, their bodies covered in sword marks.

Clang!

Sheathing his saber, Luo Feng stepped toward the other side of the valley, summoning the withered-faced middle-aged martial artist’s corpse, which flew up, along with a large crossbow and a storage ring.

With a sweep of his Soul Power, Luo Feng retrieved three blood-red arrows from the storage ring, each arrowhead as large as a fist.

Gazing at these arrows, Luo Feng’s eyes flickered.

He had sensed the eerie nature of the blood-red net earlier. The Saber Gang had been deflected; without the sharpness of the Emperor Yan’s Sky-breaking Saber, it might have been impossible to cut through.

"These are Candle Sky Net Arrows, a secret treasure of the Blood Demon Sect. The Candle Sky Net is crafted from the Demon Core of the Candle Fire Sky Lion and the web of the Blood Elemental Spider, capable of rebounding a martial artist’s Yuan Qi. Not even an eighth-level Spiritual Rotation Realm martial artist could break through it. Of course, if you have a treasure like a fifth-grade spirit weapon, you can slice right through it."

Xia Yunjing’s voice sounded from the side.