Chapter 2184 - 2185: Evil Valley!

Boom!

At the same time, Ling Feng and that Fire Clan youth’s fists collided heavily.

Undoubtedly, under the full explosion of Ling Feng’s Power of Hundred Dragons, that Fire Clan youth was immediately sent flying, spewing a mouthful of blood, his Qi-Blood rolling inside him, his entire right arm trembling violently, and his tiger mouth splitting open with blood dripping.

"You...you..."

The Fire Clan youth’s face was full of shock and confusion—how could there be such a powerful figure among his peers?

How is this possible, the Divine Race is supposed to be invincible at the same level!

He didn’t know that Ling Feng’s bloodline was far stronger than their so-called Divine Race, by thousands, if not millions of times.

The Heavenly Dao Clan, that’s a powerful bloodline even the strong ones from the Immortal Domain dread!

Not to mention, Ling Feng also merged the bloodlines of the Heavenly Dao Clan and the Sky Patrol Clan, making his bloodline the most unique in the world.

"Hahaha, the kid’s got some skills!"

The bald man chuckled as he looked at Ling Feng, reaching out to pat his shoulder, but was gently pulled back by the mysterious elder.

The bald man frowned slightly, glaring at the mysterious elder, "Old Chang, you’re being too much of a cynic. I, Xiao Xiao’er, may love killing, but I never kill friends! Since the kid is protecting you, he’s naturally a friend of Xiao Xiao’er!"

The mysterious elder snorted softly, "How many did you kill today?"

"Two!"

The bald man thought for a moment and raised a finger, "Which means I can still kill one more person today, hehe!"

Saying that, the bald man looked unfavorably at the two Fire Clan members—a young one and an elder.

Ling Feng couldn’t help but take a deep breath—the white-haired elder, clearly a Saint Level expert, seemed too frightened to even move by this bald man?

Just how strong is this bald man?

"Xiao...Xiao Xiao’er? Old Chang?"

The white-haired elder’s expression changed repeatedly, from initial shock to absolute fear, "Smiling Face Killer Xiao Xiao’er, Ghost Doctor Chang Baicao, you...you are from...Evil Valley?"

"Wow, haven’t been out in decades, yet someone still remembers our name!"

Xiao Xiao’er’s face showed a look of approval, "You’re looking more pleasing to the eye to me, okay, I won’t kill you today!"

The white-haired elder immediately felt as if he were granted amnesty, "Thank you, thank you!"

With that, he turned and left, dragging the Fire Clan youth on the ground.

"Hold on, I said I wouldn’t kill you, didn’t say I wouldn’t kill him! Hahaha..."

Xiao Xiao’er’s face was all smiles, yet his words made one’s skin crawl, "Today, I still need to kill one more to make three, that kid will do as the last head!"

"No...absolutely not!"

The white-haired swordsman was anxious, "Please, show mercy, this is the Young Master of the Azure Blue Fire Clan, killing him would mean making an enemy of the entire Azure Blue Fire Clan."

"You mean to say, my Evil Valley is afraid of your Azure Blue Fire Clan?"

Xiao Xiao’er narrowed his eyes, the smile on his face growing colder.

"That’s absolutely not what I meant!"

The white-haired elder gritted his teeth, suddenly drew the sword from his back, and cut off his own left arm with one stroke, "Old man offers this left arm to compensate a life, is this acceptable?"

"Humph, a Saint Level expert from the Divine Race cutting off a limb, well, that’ll do, three heads today! Scram!"

Xiao Xiao’er snorted coldly, only then did the white-haired elder let out a long sigh, collected his severed arm from the ground, and with one remaining hand dragged away the dumbfounded Fire Clan Young Master.

The Martial Artists around, who were still eyeing the Glazed Fire Tree, all dashed away frantically.

The name of Evil Valley had clearly struck fear into their hearts.

Even Ling Feng, who hadn’t heard of Evil Valley before, was stunned by Xiao Xiao’er’s might.

A few simple words, and even a Divine Race expert was forced to sever a limb.

What kind of terrifying power is this Evil Valley?

"Little brother!"

The mysterious elder, also known as Ghost Doctor Chang Baicao, smiled faintly, his gaze soft as he looked at Ling Feng, "Little brother, thank you for helping out just now!"

Ling Feng was embarrassed, "Senior jokes, with your abilities, my help was practically unnecessary."

At this moment, Yeu Junyao flew over, landing beside Ling Feng, watching Xiao Xiao’er warily.

Regardless of his build or look, Xiao Xiao’er seemed fierce, yet he kept on smiling, adding a peculiar feeling to him.

"Young Ling Feng, this is my friend Yeu Junyao; may I ask about you two seniors..."

Ling Feng began but was interrupted by Chang Baicao, "Little brother, even knowing we’re from Evil Valley, you’re willing to associate with us?"

"I’m ignorant of what Evil Valley is. But..."

Ling Feng gave Chang Baicao a glance, saying slowly, "Senior, though merciful, did not kill even those who sought your treasure, only enchanted them. As for senior Xiao Xiao’er, killing only three per day might seem ruthless, yet who in the Martial Arts world can say they’ve never shed blood? Therefore, good and evil aren’t merely appearances."

"Hahaha!"

Xiao Xiao’er laughed heartily.

Chang Baicao also slightly nodded, "Unexpectedly, such profound insight at your young age. Wait a moment..."

Chang Baicao suddenly remembered something, staring wide-eyed at Ling Feng, "What did you just say your name was?"

"Ling Feng." Ling Feng raised his hand to touch his nose, "Why, is there a problem?"

"Hahaha, searching high and low without finding, but easily uncovered! Boy, I’ve found you!"

Xiao Xiao’er suddenly grabbed Ling Feng, circling him with his arms.

"What do you mean, senior?"

Ling Feng’s expression changed drastically, as such a powerful figure intending harm could mean disaster.

"Afraid you’ll run away!"

Xiao Xiao’er chuckled, "You’re a treasure, kid. If I take you to Evil Valley, the boss will definitely reward me well!"

Yeu Junyao immediately utilized the Primordial Fire, keeping a watchful eye on Xiao Xiao’er, gritting her teeth, "Let him go!"

"Alright, Xiao Xiao’er, don’t frighten them!"

Chang Baicao, looking somewhat normal, said, "Little brother, do you remember the Muu God Monarch?"

"Muu...Senior Muu?"

Ling Feng’s eyelids twitched, a scene of the Muu God Monarch sweeping through the Demon Clan in the blood-colored ancient road flashing through his mind, nodding quickly, "Of course I remember!"

"He’s our Evil Valley’s boss!"

Chang Baicao said blandly, "This time, the reason I came out is to find a way to crack the Demon Clan’s Soul Sealing, while Xiao Xiao’er specifically came looking for you!"

Sweat secretly appeared on Ling Feng’s forehead, recalling when the Muu God Monarch mentioned taking him as a disciple—it seemed genuine!

Thinking closely, the saying goes, birds of a feather flock together.

That "monster" Muu God Monarch, sure enough, the people around him are also monsters!

"Why say so much!"

Xiao Xiao’er laughed again, "Let’s go, mission accomplished, time to report back! If the boss is happy, maybe he’ll let me kill five people, ten people a day! Hahaha!"

Actually, Ling Feng didn’t know, Xiao Xiao’er used to be a ruthless killer, but the Muu God Monarch subdued him, only allowing him to kill three people a day, and making him shave his head and recite Buddhist scriptures.

Over time, it washed away a lot of his killing intent, or else, the former Smiling Face Killer alone, with his killing intent, would’ve been enough to strike terror from thousands of miles away.