"Keep a low profile."

Lin Feng glanced at Yu Qiao and Yun Tianqi, reminding them.

Upon hearing the reminder, Yu Qiao and Yun Tianqi’s expressions turned serious, assuming a solemn demeanor.

Walking on the cracked yellow land, sizzling under the blazing heat, the air seemed to carry a scorching, unpleasant smell.

This temperature is quite unfriendly to those with the Water Attribute. Both the power of Soul Skills and Cultivation Techniques would be affected.

To conceal their strength, Lin Feng’s group did not use Spiritual Power Wings, opting to walk instead.

During their advancement, at some point Yu Qiao silently disappeared.

Bu Zheng took the lead, walking at the forefront of the team, with Ye Xing and Yun Tianqi positioned on either side, while Lin Feng stayed at the rear.

Yun Kai, Ye Qiu, and Zhan Tianyu were protecting Little Sister Dong and others, with He Jun located in the center of the team, receiving tight protection.

As they progressed along the journey, Lin Feng and the others began to act cautiously, entering a state of combat readiness, and their pace continuously increased.

Since it’s baiting, those serving as the bait naturally cannot let others easily see their intentions.

Little Sister Dong and Yue Mingming began showcasing their acting skills, Little Sister Dong’s steps appeared slightly disordered, and she would suddenly look in a certain direction.

Meanwhile, Yue Mingming primarily relied on facial expressions, with a flicker of fear and worry in his eyes from time to time.

"He Jun, not bad!"

Huang Tianze looked at He Jun, suddenly laughing.

Compared to Little Sister Dong and Yue Mingming, He Jun’s performance was the most natural.

Definitely has the talent for acting.

"I am really a bit nervous!"

He Jun, whose face was slightly pale, offered a helpless smile.

She wasn’t acting; she indeed felt quite nervous.

Her strength was the weakest, even Yue Mingming’s strength surpassed hers, naturally making her anxious.

"Haha!" Someone could not help but laugh.

"Alright, stop laughing, be serious!"

Lin Feng gently rebuked.

Since the moment he learned that the Alien Race had increased the bounty, he had been preparing for the baiting.

In the past few days, with his support, alliance members had absorbed the necessary Soul Skills, and their coordination between Soul Skills and tactics was becoming increasingly harmonious.

Assassins, in Lin Feng’s eyes, are just sacrifices.

A sacrifice that can quickly enhance power and has no side effects.

This power to grow stronger by sacrificing others, honestly, is indeed thrilling.

Facing the King Becoming Plan in half a year, they must quickly increase their strength, otherwise, even if they secure a spot, they would be easily eliminated by other students.

Opportunities like those in the Land of Chaos only exist once; they wouldn’t have so many geniuses and Kings for them to hunt.

They won’t be able to enhance their strength this rapidly again.

This baiting opportunity might also be the only one, must be seized.

"Be careful, don’t be careless."

Lin Feng reminded.

Their purpose is baiting, anyone daring to strike at them now surely wouldn’t be ordinary characters, given the different pressures, compared to the Land of Chaos, Maple Forest at the eight-star level is even more perilous.

Here, they couldn’t easily slaughter Kings.

Though, except for He Jun, all alliance members possess High Grade strength, the realm elevated through sacrifice in such a short period isn’t so stable, in terms of using Spiritual Power and combat experience, certainly not as proficient as people at the same level.

Therefore, be cautious, otherwise, mishaps could easily occur in unsuspecting places.

"How does it feel?" Lin Feng asked Yun Tianqi.

"The pressure is substantial." Yun Tianqi responded in a lowered voice.

He and Ye Xing were already at the Ninth Grade, able to feel the pressure clearly, though it wasn’t unacceptable.

Bu Zheng felt similarly, being stronger, the pressure he sensed naturally was also greater.

As for Lin Feng and others, they didn’t feel this, able to freely exert their combat prowess.

Bu Zheng led the team avoiding the crowd, yet the routes were generally similar, meeting many along the way.

These people had varied looks, some friendly, some enthusiastic, some indifferent.

"Want to join?"

One small team invited Lin Feng’s group to join, but Bu Zheng directly refused.

The other party smiled, didn’t persist, left quickly.

"Nothing much around, you think Jue Tian is dead?"

Yu Qiao’s voice suddenly appeared beside Lin Feng.

Regarding Jue Tian, Yu Qiao was always thoughtful about it, a rare Assassin he was willing to admire.

Now with his strength enhanced, coupled with absorbing two Soul Skills in a week, a Diamond Soul Skill and a Divine Level Soul Skill, Yu Qiao’s confidence skyrocketed, looking forward to clashing with Jue Tian.

"Wait."

Just then, Bu Zheng’s voice came from ahead.

Lin Feng stopped his steps, looking forward.

A hundred meters away, a group of fifteen or sixteen slowly approached them, these people appeared travel-worn, some with injuries, clothes stained with blood, carrying large packs, seemingly having just returned from demon beast hunts.

"Is it a mercenary team?"

Yue Mingming inquired, Lin Feng observing the mercenary team, said, "Take a different route!"

Whether or not they were truly mercenaries, before entering Maple Forest, avoid if possible.

As Lin Feng’s group evades, the mercenary team merely glanced but didn’t change direction, everything seemed normal.

Within the mercenary team, a man with a turban suddenly turned, watching Lin Feng’s departing figure, eyes flickering.

The mercenary team, after walking five minutes, suddenly turned back...

Along their journey, encountering many teams, Lin Feng avoided when possible, prepared for battle when not possible, fortunately, no battles erupted along the way.

...

At this moment, Apostle candidates, the scarred youth, and the bald man were trailing far behind Lin Feng’s team, they too encountered mercenaries, seeing them return, the bald man laughed, "Xu Xu, someone’s gotten restless, likely New World’s folks."

"If they’ve moved, let it be."

The scarred youth said coldly, some were testing Lin Feng’s group strength, naturally a welcome scenario.

Along their route, they had spotted three suspicious mercenary teams, soloists weren’t few, some quite known, they also recognized, even they kept wary.

Facing numerous contenders, both were considering withdrawing.

As they moved, Xu Xu suddenly stopped, the bald man halted too, ahead, two figures looked at them with interest.

The two appeared around thirty, one wearing a long robe, holding a jade flute, cold demeanor, the other, a sunny, handsome young man, with a slight smile, wielding a curved blade.

"Run!"

Upon seeing those two, Xu Xu suddenly shouted, words not finished, stepping hard on the ground, body leaping, green Spiritual Power Wings formed, altered direction swiftly, wings propelling towards the original route.

The bald man reacted slower, wanting to flee, his steps already met two curved blades, encircling and whirring around him.

The sound pierced sharply, the blade glint chilling the bald man’s heart briefly.

"Apostle - Curved Blade Zhou Feng."

A name emerged in the bald man’s mind, being an Apostle candidate, he naturally wasn’t unfamiliar with public Apostle identities.

Yu Di Mingyi and Curved Blade Zhou Feng are both Apostles of Wind Celestial King.

These two among Apostles aren’t terribly strong, yet to break King level, but undoubtedly not something they could handle.

"Don’t run, or perish!"

The sunny, handsome youth appeared before the bald man, smilingly spoke.

The bald man’s face turned grave, body tense, standing still, aware he wasn’t an adversary, albeit barely having an escape chance, the opponents hadn’t dealt a death blow, hence he refrained from desperation.

Suddenly, the bald man glanced skyward, the escaping Xu Xu reappeared, trapped between two pursuing figures, forced back his direction rapidly, soon falling beside him.

Once Xu Xu landed, the two figures descended by their side, besides Yu Di Mingyi, another middle-aged man wore black iron gloves.

"Apostle - Tie Lin"

Despair rose in the bald man’s heart.

Three Apostles, each stronger, resistance abandoned.

"What do you want, speak directly!" Xu Xu asked, looking slightly vexed.

Their power holds absolute advantage, yet no death blow dealt, surely wanting them to accomplish some task.

Though knowing Lin Feng’s team’s high bounty attracts many unsavory characters, possibly Apostles might appear, Xu Xu never anticipated three showing up simultaneously.

Maybe more than three!