CHAPTER 481: CHAPTER 266: SPLITTING UP AND AMBUSHING WITH BAIT

[Holy Flame Awakening Method: Fourth Rank (89%)]

"Just a little bit more."

The night sky covered by darkness, stars scattered about.

Chen Feng stood at a cliff on a rocky desert, seemingly gazing at the night sky, but in fact quietly looking at the floating panel before him.

Since leaving the Grey Ge Tribe, everything had gone quite smoothly.

They had consecutively wiped out three medium-sized Snake-man tribes and more than a dozen small tribes.

Thanks to this, he gathered Perception.

At the location of the Dantian in his lower abdomen, the fist-sized Red Flames had grown by a good thirty percent.

The platinum light within had also become much denser, no longer a weak, flickering presence.

In addition, Chen Feng could feel his body had undergone some refinement.

Just as the key points of the Awakening Method recorded, refining the body with the Holy Flame, like forging iron through a hundred refinements, continuously removing impurities, and strengthening the physical body.

"Step by step..."

In deep thought, Chen Feng could feel that the mental trauma he had suffered in the Dream Realm had completely healed.

Of course, this did not come without a cost.

Because six days ago, he suppressed the urge to return and for the first time activated the Black Dream Mark, lingering here a little longer.

The tiny snake-shaped pattern on his palm was exceptionally deep, with the collected Snake Spirit Power gradually dissipating at a slow speed.

The reason for this was to immediately collect a large amount of Snake Spirit Fruit from the Snake-man tribes to quickly gather the nutrients needed to break through to the Fifth Rank of the Holy Flame Awakening Method.

"It’s a pity that one of the medium-sized tribes was encountered halfway, and no Snake Spirit Fruit was obtained."

Shaking his head, Chen Feng felt a bit regretful.

Soon, sensing footsteps approaching from behind, he set aside his thoughts and turned his head to look.

In the vast, desolate land of yellow soil, there lay a flat deserted clearing behind him.

Molly, dressed in a rattan armor cloak, walked over holding a water container, while a small white-gray statue flew around her, chasing a glowing green firefly.

"My lord, have some water."

Molly offered the water container, but Chen Feng shook his head and politely declined before looking at the many Flying Eagles on the flat ground.

The smaller ones were three to five meters in size, while the larger ones were about seven to eight meters.

Their aura ranged from Third Rank to Fourth Rank, all lying on the ground with their claws retracted, feathers stained with blood, and their eagle eyes full of exhaustion.

Around them, Silver-armored Warriors either opened water sacks to hydrate them or brushed their feathers, cleaning the blood from the Snake-men.

Most of the warriors appeared fatigued, their aura diminished, clearly having expended a lot.

For nearly ten consecutive days, the group had barely closed their eyes.

No matter how formidable, after such continuous fierce battles and travel, fatigue and weariness naturally set in.

Clip-clop.

Oron, clad in heavy silver armor, walked over.

"Mr. Feng Chen, everyone is quite weary. Do you think we should rest for a while?"

He requested with cupped hands, and Chen Feng nodded.

The excessive exhaustion couldn’t be ignored; continuing in this state wouldn’t be wise either.

Seeing his agreement, Oron thanked him again, preparing to turn and give the command to rest.

But then.

"Hmm?"

Feeling a sudden shift, Chen Feng abruptly raised his head, looking towards the distant starry night sky.

This movement startled everyone, and they followed his gaze.

The starry night sky, the yellow soil desert, the cold wind and dust.

Other than this, no signs could be seen.

"My lord?"

Molly asked in confusion, while Chen Feng’s expression gradually turned serious.

He was already accustomed to the repulsion of the Snake Spirit Secret Realm.

However, ever since intercepting the third medium-sized tribe, he had felt increasingly marked by this repulsion.

Moreover, it gave him a vague sense of crisis.

"All of you, leave."

Suddenly, Chen Feng spoke.

He knew that the Snake God Temple might have learned of the Holy City’s actions and dispatched powerful individuals to intercept them.

Moreover, for him to have such a keen sense of danger unmistakably indicated the involvement of a Sixth-order Saint.

At this moment, he was like a beacon in the night, unable to hide from the eyes of the Snake God Temple. Being found was only a matter of time.

"My lord?"

Molly’s face showed confusion, and Oron was also full of questions.

But soon, as if realizing something, his expression slightly changed.

"Sir! Let’s leave together!"

"We shall return to the Holy City together!"

He sternly spoke.

Although he knew Chen Feng’s vigilance was likely related to the Snake God Temple, he still didn’t want the other party to face it alone.

"No need, you all should leave quickly."

Shaking his head, Chen Feng had already made up his mind.

Although Oron and the others were not weak, if a Sixth-order Saint truly appeared, they would only become a burden.

Aside from this.

"Don’t you think this is a great opportunity?"

Looking at the slightly troubled faces of the group, Chen Feng spoke.

Oron and Molly were puzzled, but a commander of the Thorny Army of Fifth Order had a sudden change in expression.

"Sir, do you mean..."

"Since they dare to come for me, they will undoubtedly send a sufficient number of powerful individuals."

"Although the coalition of the Snake-man tribes is strong, they have limited powerful members, and this is an opportunity to eliminate other tribes."

He looked around at everyone, fully aware that this tactic from the Holy City would encounter resistance if persisted.

The previous success was due to surprise.

Now, however, the Snake-man tribes were vigilant and would definitely consolidate their territories and send enough strong ones to intercept.

Staying with them would expose his whereabouts too much, perhaps it was time to change tactics.

As for the Snake Spirit Fruit...

He looked at Molly and seriously gave a few instructions.

Finally, after agreeing on a time and place, the resting Flying Eagles rose once more, the weary Silver-armored Warriors gradually mounting the eagle backs, standing with spears and swords, and bows on their backs.

"Sir, you..."

"I have my own way."