CHAPTER 331: CHAPTER 330: JUST IN TIME!

"Huh? Could it be a Treasure Map?"

At this moment, Lin Feng found a piece of map on the body of a disciple who was a Great Martial Master at the Ninth Layer from the Divine Wind Camp.

Since Lin Feng had come across Treasure Maps several times before, his first thought was that this might be another one.

Moreover, Lin Feng currently had two Treasure Maps on him which he had yet to study.

However, upon inspection, Lin Feng realized that this map was not a Treasure Map, but a map of Penglai Fairyland.

Lin Feng suddenly understood; Penglai Fairyland had existed for so many years, and every year disciples would come here for trials, so it was only normal for someone to have drawn a map!

No wonder these dozen or so disciples from the dynasty were able to gather together in such a short amount of time. It seemed they had a good grasp of Penglai Fairyland, probably having arranged a meeting place before entering!

The map was quite detailed, showing mountains, plains, rivers, and several places marked with red dots.

"What do these red dots mean?"

Lin Feng wondered.

Seeing that one of the red dots was not too far from his current location, only about a hundred miles away, Lin Feng pondered for a while and decided to check it out.

Lin Feng was now immensely powerful, with unshakable confidence and no fear in his heart.

Using his movement technique, Lin Feng moved swiftly like lightning, following the map’s guidance toward the location marked by the red dot.

After not too long, Lin Feng saw a lake at the edge of the forest from afar.

This lake was exactly the one marked by the red dot on the map. Lin Feng leaped onto a tall tree and looked out towards the nearby lake.

He saw that it was a vast lake, with Spiritual Energy swirling around it, forming a layer of faint white mist that was incredibly rich with energy.

And in the center of the lake floated a half-man-tall Seven-Colored Lotus, resplendent in color, emitting a faint rainbow glow that illuminated its surroundings.

"What kind of lotus is this?"

Lin Feng didn’t recognize the lotus, but just by its appearance alone, he knew it was no ordinary item.

Lin Feng glanced around and saw sparse shadows of people around the lake, all of them disciples from the four major Sects.

"Ling Muchen!"

Lin Feng spotted Ling Muchen among them.

About a hundred people were roughly divided into four camps, watching the Seven-Colored Lotus in the middle of the lake with wary eyes, but at that moment, no one dared to make a move.

"Could there be some danger?"

Lin Feng was puzzled and began to carefully observe the lake in front of him.

Indeed, he noticed a faint scent of blood over the surface of the lake, and streaks of crimson were floating in the water.

It seemed that some people had already died in this lake!

Lin Feng did not rush forward, but instead started to observe the disciples from the four Sects around the lake.

Apart from the Heavenly Sword Sect which only had about a dozen people, the other three Sects each had about thirty members.

Xiong Yue?

Among the crowd from the Divine Wind Camp, Lin Feng spotted Xiong Yue, the fourth ranked expert of the Inner Sect and a disciple of the dynasty.

Moreover, in Lin Feng’s recollection, about half of these thirty or so disciples from the Divine Wind Camp were members of the dynasty.

Lin Feng then carefully observed the disciples from the other three Sects and noticed that many of them were also strong.

There were fifteen people with Cultivation at the Great Martial Master Ninth Layer, and among them, two or three were extremely powerful, with an aura that was not the least bit weaker than Xiong Yue’s.

Lin Feng stayed hidden in the tree, not rashly advancing. Although these people were not a threat to him, he was still unsure of the dangers lurking within the lake.

He decided to wait for a moment and quietly observe the changes.

At this time, another figure approached from afar, arriving at the lake like a gust of wind in an instant.

This was a handsome young man with a treasure sword hanging at his waist, distinguished and extraordinary, with a face like handsome jade and a graceful demeanor.

"It’s Xiao Qingfeng, the swordsman from the Heavenly Sword Sect!"

"Xiao Qingfeng is the second most powerful in the Heavenly Sword Sect’s Inner Sect, with strength only second to Jian Wuyou. It’s said that he can hold a few moves even against a Martial Artist of the First Layer in the True Spirit Realm!"

"This is bad! With Xiao Qingfeng here, I’m afraid we won’t have a chance!"

Seeing the arrival of this graceful young man, many people’s faces changed, and they exclaimed in shock.

Especially the disciples of Divine Wind Camp, Diancang Sect, and Haotian Sect, all of them had ugly expressions on their faces.

Xiong Yue of the Divine Wind Camp’s face darkened, his eyes revealing a deep seriousness.

Xiao Qingfeng appeared indifferent, as if he hadn’t heard the discussions around him. He glanced at the Seven-Colored Lotus in the lake, then suddenly turned his head and looked in Lin Feng’s direction, smiling faintly: "My friend, since you are here, why not come out and meet?"

Upon hearing this, everyone was shocked, and all eyes turned in Lin Feng’s direction, filled with intense caution.

They had not expected someone to be secretly watching from a distance—was this person hoping to catch them off guard?

Lin Feng was taken aback, a wry smile appearing on his lips as he realized he’d been discovered.

At the same time, Lin Feng’s heart grew wary; he was nearly two li away from the lake, yet the other party had easily spotted him!

It seems that everyone has their unique abilities, and should not be underestimated!

Lin Feng sighed softly to himself and flashed out from hiding.

Lin Feng leaped down from the tree and walked toward the lake.

Apart from Divine Wind Camp, the disciples of the other Three Sects, upon seeing that Lin Feng was just an unknown Martial Artist of the Eighth Layer of Great Martial Master, lost interest and averted their eyes.

However, the dozens of disciples from Divine Wind Camp had their eyes suddenly wide open with surprise.

"Lin Feng?"

In a split second, dozens of sharp gazes, brimming with killing intent, fixed tightly on Lin Feng.

Whether they were members of the Dynasty or disciples from outside the Dynasty in Divine Wind Camp, all held a strong killing intent towards Lin Feng.

"Is he Lin Feng?"

"Could it be that he is the peerless genius Lin Feng who won one hundred and fifty-one consecutive victories at the Four Seas Arena!"

"Heh, I don’t see what’s so special about this man; perhaps those one hundred and fifty-one victories were just a fluke!"

"..."

Hearing the voices of the Divine Wind Camp’s disciples, the others from the Three Sects were stunned and began to look at Lin Feng again, discussing among themselves.

Lin Feng’s name was already well-known throughout Hu Ben Country, and in terms of fame, he was even more recognized than the top figures of the Four Major Sects’ Inner Sect.

The name Lin Feng was known to all, without exception!

However, everyone also noticed that something seemed off—the disciples of Divine Wind Camp seemed to harbour a collective animosity towards Lin Feng.

It was as if Lin Feng had committed some detestable deed.

Interest flickered across Xiao Qingfeng’s face—was this the so-called peerless genius Lin Feng who seemed to be having such a miserable time in Divine Wind Camp?

"Ha ha! Lin Feng, I didn’t expect you to come to me, saving me the effort of searching for you!"

Xiong Yue laughed heartily, his face full of murderous intent: "I’ll give you the time of three breaths to come kneel before me, and I might consider granting you a swift end. Otherwise, I will make you wish you were dead!"

Evil Qi spread all around Xiong Yue, and his short and stout frame exerted a tremendous pressure on those around him.

As soon as Xiong Yue’s words were out, the scene fell into sudden silence!