Chapter 2681 - 2680: Black Feather

The Black Panther devil beast never saw how the red blade appeared, then felt a stabbing pain in its neck.

"If you really hurt that child, I guarantee you’ll wish you were dead!" Ling Feng said calmly.

As the Black Panther devil beast remained in a daze, the Shadowless Needle had already appeared in Ling Feng’s hand.

The next moment, Ling Feng had already spatially jumped to stand before the beast.

At the same time, Jin Gang suddenly appeared behind the beast, delivering a powerful punch to its spine.

"Roaar!" The beast howled in pain, its body falling forward, and it let go of the child it was holding.

Ling Feng took the opportunity to catch the child in his arms and swiftly retreated.

Ling Feng handed the child over to Old Man Wang, who cried with tears and snot, tightly hugging his granddaughter:

"Child, you scared Grandpa to death!"

After surviving the calamity, Little Sun no longer cried but instead looked up blankly at Ling Feng’s back.

Old Man Wang snapped back to his senses, gratefully looking up at Ling Feng.

Ling Feng walked step by step to the beast, Jin Gang lifting it like a chick, while the Blade of the Apocalypse rested its blade on the beast’s neck, warning it not to act rashly.

"Tell me, where are you from, devil beast? Are you harming people of your own accord or someone’s orders?"

Ling Feng hadn’t killed it immediately to probe for more information, to find out if there were other forces behind the devil beast.

After all, it was quite a coincidence that he was attacked by a devil beast as soon as he arrived in this world.

In Jin Gang’s huge palm, the Black Panther devil beast struggled in pain, and at Ling Feng’s signal, Jin Gang slightly loosened his grip.

"Who are you? Why are you ruining my plans? We’ve never even met, have we?"

"Answer my question!" Ling Feng said softly.

"No, there’s no one behind us. I’m just a Black Panther that became a spirit in this mountain, and wanted to come down to eat some human flesh, nothing more, no one ordered me!"

"Hmm?" Ling Feng’s eyes were filled with suspicion, his tone turning cold.

The Blade of the Apocalypse sensed something, and drove its blade several inches deeper into the beast’s neck, nearly severing it halfway.

"Ah!" the beast howled in pain, "Stop, stop, stop! Don’t cut anymore, I’ll speak! I’ll say everything!"

Only then did the Blade of the Apocalypse cease its cutting.

"Someone told us that a person would soon come by here, and told us to watch and to create some chaos while doing what we want..."

Ling Feng was quite astonished at heart, wondering who could know in advance that he would come to this world, and even direct these devil beasts to use them.

Ling Feng even suspected that the earlier spatial storm might not have been formed by chance, but someone was orchestrating behind the scenes.

"Who?" Ling Feng coldly gazed at the Black Panther.

"It was... it was a..." Just as the Black Panther was about to speak, countless black feathers suddenly flew out from its body, pausing in midair for a moment.

Seeing the feathers appear, the Black Panther was shocked, crying out: "Don’t kill me, I didn’t reveal your identity, don’t kill me!"

Realizing the problem, Ling Feng immediately commanded: "Blade of the Apocalypse, shatter those feathers!"

The Blade of the Apocalypse quickly withdrew from the beast’s neck, attempting to strike the black feathers, but it was already too late.

The feathers suddenly changed direction, pointing their sharp ends at the beast, and with a "swish swish" slicing through the air, all pierced into the beast’s body, ending its life on the spot.

The Black Panther fell dead without even a scream, its body gradually resuming its original form and plummeting to the ground, with a large amount of blood seeping into the earth.

A sharp laugh suddenly echoed between heaven and earth, seemingly mocking the stunned Ling Feng.

Ling Feng was awakened by the laughter, his earlier judgment indeed correct; the spatial storm and the surprise attack by the devil beast were all guided by someone behind the scenes!

Ling Feng stomped the ground fiercely, the earth trembling lightly, and countless icy winds suddenly swept around.

Ling Feng, now enraged, extremely disliked the feeling of being toyed with, as though someone was always one step ahead, and a great conspiracy was brewing.

"Master! Calm down first!" said the Blade of the Apocalypse and Jin Gang simultaneously.

Only then did Ling Feng gradually calm down, storing Jin Gang and the Blade of the Apocalypse back into the ring, and letting Little Fei out, saying to it:

"Go, collect the aura from that devil beast and record it, it might be useful later!"

"Yes!" Little Fei released a swarm of green bugs, these beetles could delve into bodies, viewing its structure at a glance, and had excellent memory abilities, very suitable for information gathering and recording.

After finishing all this, Ling Feng turned around, finding Old Man Wang already kneeling with his two grandchildren, kowtowing on the ground.

"Thank you, celestial benefactor, for saving our lives!" Old Man Wang shouted, also making the two grandchildren kowtow to thank Ling Feng.

Though still somewhat annoyed inside, Ling Feng responded immediately by going over to help the elderly and children up, gently saying: "Please, stand up, sir, you also saved me earlier, so we’re even."

Old Man Wang’s willingness to risk danger, allowing Ling Feng to escape first, had indeed touched and impressed Ling Feng. Killing the beast was also easy, while it also allowed him to gather information.

"Our benefactor, if it hadn’t been for you earlier, us, Old Wang Family, and my two innocent grandchildren would have been eaten by the devil beast, all dead."

Perhaps thinking of his own son and daughter-in-law, the old man suddenly felt emotional, beginning to weep.

Ling Feng didn’t know what to say, just helped the old man up, quietly listening to his story.

In the distance, a commotion suddenly erupted, accompanied by flickering flames.

Ling Feng turned his head to see a young man in a Taoist robe leading a group of villagers armed with farm tools heading their way fiercely.

"Damn devil beast, how dare it come down the mountain to harm people!"

"Yeah, these bastards, I must kill them all, otherwise they will think we’re easy targets!"

The villagers angrily discussed, but upon reaching Ling Feng’s position, they were surprised to find the beast already dead.

Old Man Wang recounted the events to the villagers, enlightening them.

The young Taoist came over, deeply bowing to Ling Feng, "I am Chao Yun, a young Taoist of a nearby temple. My master is out traveling, leaving only me to guard the place and protect the villagers."

Chao Yun bowed his head and said, "But today, due to my negligence, a great mishap almost occurred, truly guilty to the Taoist ancestors, my master, and the trust of the villagers. Fortunately, a brave man intervened to help, eliminating the devil beast. This humble Taoist thanks you greatly."

Ling Feng waved it off, saying: "No, no, it was nothing. If Old Man Wang hadn’t saved me before, I wouldn’t have lured the monster. I’m new here and would like to ask about the situation here."

"Why don’t we go back first? The village has an array and talisman laid out by my master. Ordinary evil creatures cannot approach."

Ling Feng now understood why Old Man Wang asked him to run towards the village earlier, and it also made sense why this village could have survived for so long.

Everyone held torches and weapons and left.

A black feather emerged from the ground, an eye suddenly opened on the feather, glaring in the direction Ling Feng departed.

A low laugh echoed again, and Ling Feng sensed something, turning back, but the feather had vanished.