48: Chapter 48 Kill! Save

This hole was not shallow. As Zhao Feng fell, he relied on his agility to constantly push off the walls to offset the momentum of his descent.

Because the opening was not large, although the Cloud-Soaring Sparrow followed him in, it could not spread its wings and was thrown about in a dizzying mess.

If not for Zhao Feng lending a hand, it would have surely been seriously injured.

The cave was piled with thick dust, and with the Cloud-Soaring Sparrow crashing down, dust filled the air.

Both man and bird were covered in dust and looked filthy; even someone very familiar with Zhao Feng might not recognize him if they saw him suddenly.

"Ptooey! Ptooey!" Zhao Feng spat out a mouthful of dirty saliva and looked around in a disheveled state. The light was dim, but it was still barely possible to see clearly near the cave entrance.

This was clearly an underground karst cave, filled with jagged stalactites everywhere. If one focused and listened, they could hear the gurgling sound of flowing water.

Of course, with the howling wind at the cave entrance, most people would easily overlook this faint sound of water.

The ground was over twenty meters from the entrance, and the cave walls were ridiculously smooth. Since the Cloud-Soaring Sparrow could not fly, trying to climb out from here was simply wishful thinking.

Zhao Feng, not believing it, patted the rock beside him; it was indeed hard.

He drew his blade aura and lightly stabbed at the rock.

Despite the sharpness of the blade aura, it still met with some resistance.

Zhao Feng felt distressed for his precious blade, touched the edge, saw that it was fine, and quickly sheathed it.

It was actually not difficult to get out; he just needed to use the System to send a message to Wu and the others to bring a rope over.

However, there were Wolf People everywhere right now, so he would have to wait for half a day before doing anything.

Zhao Feng naturally wouldn't just stand there foolishly for that long. On this Planet of the Dead, with his Spirit Rank low-stage strength, he could basically walk sideways as long as he didn't court death.

As the saying goes, high skill makes for a bold heart. Although this cave was pitch black, Zhao Feng still intended to look around; perhaps there was some treasure to be found.

The cave was winding but not particularly narrow, just too dark to see anything. Zhao Feng closed his eyes, focused his mind, and concentrated his intent on the space between his eyebrows.

A numb and itchy sensation began to spread between his eyebrows, and suddenly, it felt as if his vision had cleared.

The dim surroundings could no longer obscure his perception, and the blurry images within a five-meter radius were reflected in his mind.

This skill came from his progressively deepening Qi cultivation.

Under his practice, the Nine Palaces Visualization Method underwent a mutation, developing this function similar to the Heavenly Eye.

Although this state consumed a bit of mental energy, Zhao Feng could maintain it for a whole day. This might be related to that state of his from the Mother of the Planet.

In this state, Zhao Feng did not worry about being ambushed by anything, and he even avoided some bumps and scrapes.

The Cloud-Soaring Sparrow was pulled along by Zhao Feng; he really didn't feel comfortable leaving it behind.

The cave became increasingly winding and gradually narrower.

With a crack, Zhao Feng stepped on and broke the skeleton of some unknown animal. This bone had been there for a long time and was already decayed and fragile.

As he walked deeper, the white bones gradually became more numerous.

Some were the discarded shells of insects, others were the white bones of animals.

The ground was also covered with some pale, pagoda-shaped plants, making the entire cave look like a demon's den. Zhao Feng's expression became solemn; what exactly was in here?

He picked up some fist-sized stones, becoming increasingly cautious.

The cave was very quiet, with only the rustling sound of his feet stepping on the ground to be heard.

The Cloud-Soaring Sparrow shrank its neck and moved a few steps closer to Zhao Feng, almost pressing against him.

In his mind, something suddenly flashed quickly across the top of the cave. Zhao Feng triggered his Qi, and a stone was shot out by him with a swoosh, striking the object.

Hiss, hiss...

The creature was not lightly injured; it fell to the ground, emitting a sound of pain.

Zhao Feng did not approach. He let go of the Cloud-Soaring Sparrow, and stones from both hands were shot out in succession, hitting the creature with a pa, pa, pa sound. Before the creature could struggle much, it breathed its last.

Even though it was a newly practiced Stone Throwing Technique, its power was quite significant.

Walking closer to examine it, it was a monster with a head full of mouthparts and a body covered in dense legs.

This monster was a strange-looking bug.

It had a body about one and a half meters long, with a cone-shaped head.

The mouthparts at the very front of the cone were drooping and still twitching slightly. It had dense, jointed limbs, appearing to number in the dozens.

The bug's vitality was very strong. With Zhao Feng's Spirit Rank low-stage strength, every strike could split stones and crack monuments.

Yet, it took six bowl-sized stones thrown with the Stone Throwing Technique to barely kill it.

There was no telling how many such bugs there were; fighting bugs underground was truly stupid.

Zhao Feng had already started thinking about heading back, but just as he was hesitating, he suddenly heard rapid footsteps.

Could it be that someone else had fallen down? The footsteps were very chaotic and seemed extremely urgent, but they were already very close.

A small figure burst into Zhao Feng's perception; it was actually her!

Following closely behind, three bugs also rushed over at high speed!

Zhao Feng did not hesitate to channel his strength into the stones he had just picked up and shot them out.

The three bugs were caught off guard; the first two were hit on their mouthparts, squeaking wildly, and stopped instantly.

The other one was hit on its cone-shaped carapace; although the carapace was dented, it did not seriously injure it. This bug angrily changed direction and pounced toward Zhao Feng.

The three-meter distance was covered in a blink of an eye.

This bug was extremely fast. Even though Zhao Feng used the Tree Flight footwork and dodged to the side, he was still grazed by the bug's hook claws, instantly leaving a bloody scratch on his arm.

Hiss! Zhao Feng gasped; it really hurt! There were fine, stiff hairs on the bug's hook claws; being scratched by them was like being sawed by a saw.

The bug rushed more than three meters away before braking, then turned around and charged over again.

The two whose mouthparts had just been shattered seemed to know that Zhao Feng was the real enemy. They let go of the small figure and came to surround and attack Zhao Feng.

The little one who had fled over was Ye.

She looked nervously at the guy in front of her who seemed to be a tall Kelo person; facing the pincer attack of three bugs, could he survive?

Ye looked down at her own slender claws, then touched her canine teeth that had just grown a little longer, and shook her head helplessly.

She kept looking in the direction she had come from, seemingly worried about something.

Zhao Feng now discovered the flaw in his Martial Skill: he lacked flexible unarmed melee combat abilities.

The Great Dragon Fist followed a heavy and substantial path. Although the future path of this fist technique still needed to be explored by himself, the foundation was rooted in this.

According to the novels of his past life, the future path would be to use slowness to defeat speed and counterattack after the enemy strikes.

Facing very agile bugs, the Great Dragon Fist, which was merely at the entry level, was clearly insufficient.

Fortunately, there was still the blade aura.

The cave was uneven. Zhao Feng used the Gale Blade Technique to clear the way, the blade wind whistling loudly. Although it didn't hit the bugs, it managed to open up a gap.

It was just that to protect the Cloud-Soaring Sparrow, his back was scratched by a bug again. Actually, it was nothing; as long as Taichu Star was still there, he couldn't die.

Zhao Feng ran over with vigorous strides, scooped up Ye who was about to step forward to help, and leaned against a slanted rock wall with the Cloud-Soaring Sparrow and Ye.

With his back against the rock wall, he finally didn't have to worry about being surrounded from all sides.

The bugs also blocked the way. Zhao Feng had no stones in his hand. Although the Gale Blade Technique was very fast, the bugs were also very agile; he was just being pointlessly drained of strength by the bugs, and the situation suddenly reached a stalemate.

Zhao Feng didn't have any other feelings, but he felt a bit stifled; he had actually been trapped by three bugs!

Zhao Feng, having caught his breath, finally felt his arm hurting, only to find Ye clinging to his forearm like an angry little kitten.

His hand was still holding Ye by the scruff of her neck. Hmm! That was how he used to grab cats in his past life.

So now there were several claw marks on his arm. He quickly put her down; remembering the fear of once being dominated by cats, Zhao Feng quickly placed Ye beside him.

He would just treat it as grinding proficiency for the Great Dragon Fist. This place was perfect for grinding the Great Dragon Fist; he just had to strike forward.

Every time Zhao Feng saw a bug approaching, he would blast a punch at it. Plus, with the Cloud-Soaring Sparrow filling the gaps, he actually became relaxed for a moment. As a man who had chopped down thousands of trees, what were a few punches like this?