?72: 072: Escape 72: 072: Escape It’s always what you fear that comes to you.

    Tang Feng discovered his body was drenched in blood, his external wounds were insignificant, but his internal injuries were a complete mess, yet he couldn’t afford to stop.

    Seeing the exit of the island was just before his eyes, Tang Feng felt a surge of relief.

    If only he could reach the sea and then use the Concealing Technique, perhaps he could escape this catastrophe.

    “Kid, you can’t escape.” Several powerful presences erupted behind him, all wielding their weapons, all at the level of Innate Perfection, able to control their Primordial Weapons from a distance.

    The Star Defense Skill.

    Despite this, Tang Feng was still injured, and not lightly at that, adding injury to his current wounds, which made him somewhat anxious.

    The Primordial Spirit Pill was still thrown into his mouth, and instantly, a surge of Primordial Power emerged, boosting his speed by a great deal.

    “He can’t run away.” Seeing the vast sea, the pursuers behind laughed.

    Atop the cliff, Tang Feng came to a halt, he needed to give the bastards behind him something to think about, like the idea that he was now cornered, with no choice but to sacrifice himself to the sea.

    Even an Innate Master couldn’t stay in the sea for long, and this sea area was tens of thousands of sea miles away from the nearest land, unreachable by human efforts.

    As long as they guarded the island, even if Tang Feng went into the sea, he would have to come back to this place eventually.

    Therefore, they were quite calm, actually curious to see what choice Tang Feng would make.

    Actually, even if Tang Feng surrendered the object, these people wouldn’t let him live.

    Tang Feng had a clear memory of these bastards, holding it firmly in his mind, then dove headlong from the cliff.

    But, these people weren’t giving up.

    After a powerful strike, Tang Feng couldn’t avoid the attack in midair and was hit hard.

    His entire body plummeted into the sea like a falling stone.

    “Gentlemen, what shall we do now?”

    “Wait, as long as this kid doesn’t die, he can only return to the island.”

    “In other words, if he doesn’t return, it proves that he’s dead.

    No one can withstand a combined strike from several of us.”

    The few people on top of the cliff talked arrogantly, but a trace of regret flickered in their eyes.

    They hadn’t expected Tang Feng to be so decisive, leaving no chance for his captors to capture him alive.

    This time Tang Feng passed out.

    Had it been anyone else, that blow would have finished them off for sure, but after he fell into the water, a cluster of sword shadows wrapped around him, isolating him from the water and slowly sank to the sea floor.

    The hidden waves slowly blew far away.

    At this moment, Tang Feng’s injuries were severe, but luckily, he had consumed a good amount of Primordial Spirit Pills, and the drug’s efficacy was starting to take effect, slowly starting to heal.

    But this would likely take a long time.

    The Innate Masters on the island began returning one after another, from the tens of thousands initially to only a few thousand left, with the majority remaining on the island.

    Of course, not all of them were Huaxia Martial Artists, a large number had infiltrated from other regions and naturally caused major battles when encountered by Huaxia Martial Artists,

    Only a few Martial Artists from other regions left, however, those people had gained a lot, countless medicinal herbs ranging from a hundred to a thousand years old.

    Although the legacy was taken by Tang Feng this time, there were indeed many Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures, even plenty that were thousands of years old.

    However, after Tang Feng entered, he claimed most of them first with his vast Divine Sense.

    Despite the grand scale of this operation, the results were less than satisfactory, and the Gathering Spirit Stage Cultivators on the outside were certainly not pleased.

    As a result, every Martial Artist that came out was searched, including the so-called top geniuses.

    These people were angry but dared not to speak out.

    For the Cultivators from the mysterious Sects, they were held in awe, even the strongest of families was just secular in comparison.

    A few Cultivators coming out was enough to wipe out an entire family in seconds.

    So in the end, the Spiritual Medicines obtained within the Little Cave Heaven were sifted through by these people again, leaving only those they deemed unworthy.

    Under the angry yet helpless gazes of the numerous Martial Artists, these Gathering Spirit Stage masters flew away on their swords, inciting both envy and jealousy.

    At this moment, a strange change was happening to Tang Feng.

    From the Small Sumeru Ring, a Red Crystal floated out.

    As if drawn by Tang Feng’s aura, it grew increasingly vibrant, until it eventually enveloped Tang Feng.

    In his unconsciousness, Tang Feng was jolted awake by the pain, the slicing agony throughout his body preventing him from slipping back into sleep.

    The intrusion of the Red Flame Earth Fire almost caused Tang Feng to collapse, his soul ached wherever the fire touched.

    It was as though his bones were being shattered and his organs extracted—had his soul not been strong, Tang Feng would certainly have been unable to bear it.

    Thankfully, in his past life, his cultivation was harsh on himself; otherwise, he would have truly perished here.

    As he circulated the Star Skill, specks of silver light appeared on his body, intertwining with the red glow in extreme splendor.

    Tang Feng tried to enter a state of emptiness, and with his many experiences from his previous life, this was not difficult for him.

    After a brief meditation, he sank into a state of profound mystery.

    The red glow, like something ignited, merged even faster into Tang Feng’s body.

    His blood vessels, bones, flesh, and internal organs were all transforming.

    The red light slowly faded away, but the silver light became increasingly bright.

    Boom!

    There was a crisp sound, like the shattering of a mirror—the Late-stage Innate phase had arrived.

    His body swayed, and his strength increased more than threefold.

    Tang Feng woke up, surprised, and at that moment, he realized he was surrounded by a mass of sword shadows, the sensation mystical.

    It seemed there was an immediate understanding, as those interwoven sword shadows, like the blood vessels on his body, crisscrossed elaborately and meaningfully.

    Tang Feng had not seriously examined the sword dao inheritance he received, but now that it was unfolding before him, it was the perfect time to thoroughly comprehend it.

    But even with his strong soul, he soon felt dizzy and swollen-headed, almost fainting after a while.

    Tang Feng laughed bitterly.

    He understood that the sword shadows’ extraction was not minor; at least he wasn’t able to endure it now, but nevertheless, he was first given some sword dao insights.

    This also allowed him to better comprehend it.

    Indeed, after obtaining the sword dao insights, Tang Feng became something out of the ordinary, and the blurred sword shadows he saw before now revealed fine lines to him.

    After viewing them, he couldn’t help but marvel silently at how powerful the sword shadows must be to forge such a sword net.

    Tang Feng knew he was in the water, but he had no idea where he was, or how far away from the island.

    Given this, he decided to simply discard all other concerns and devote himself entirely to deciphering the sword net, advancing rapidly in the art of the sword dao.

    Within Tang Feng’s Divine Sense, the sword shadows were changing, progressing, as if shaping some finished product, quickly and orderly.

    Boom!

    Time passed, and Tang Feng heard a loud noise, then he fainted.

    His body felt as if it were crushed under a giant rock, and he had no time to react.

    When he opened his eyes, Tang Feng saw a dilapidated room, and beside him, a little girl was curiously watching him.

    “Little sister, who saved me?” Tang Feng’s body was essentially unharmed, his recovery power exceptionally pleasing.

    Sometimes even he was afraid of it.

    “Grandfather, big brother woke up.” The little girl seemed somewhat shy and hurried to call someone.

    Soon after, an old man with white hair entered, dressed simply like a fisherman by the sea.

    Tang Feng quickly paid his respects.

    “Thank you, elder, for saving my life.”

    “No need to be polite, young man.

    It was just a trifle for this old man.

    How do you feel now?” the old man asked with a smile.

    “I’m fine now, thank you,” Tang Feng replied, bowing again.

    “Alright then, lie down.

    Internal injuries require a few days of rest.

    You can stay at this old man’s house for the next few days to recover,” said the old man, who then checked around Tang Feng before leaving the room.