Chapter 985 Give Up Rescue
Fehling's blow was so powerful that it was enough to smash a mountain into pieces.
However, facing such a powerful attack, Zhou Yiqiao was not at all panicked, and even revealed a hint of disdainful sneer.
His figure turned into a black light and dodged the attack at a strange angle. Then the Netherworld Demon Sword burst into a cold light and went straight to Feilin's vitals.
Feilin was shocked. He didn't expect Zhou Yiqiao to be so fast. He hurriedly waved the tree trunk in his hand to resist, but it was too late.
The Netherworld Demon Sword, carrying the sword intent of rebirth, easily pierced through Feilin's chest. The tree man's unique emerald green blood spurted out, dyeing the surrounding land a dark green.
Feilin's eyes opened wide, his lips trembled, and a hoarse sound came from his throat.
"what?"
Zhou Yiqiao was surprised to find that even though his chest was pierced by the Netherworld Demon Sword, Feilin's breath was still strong and his vitality was terrifyingly tenacious.
He looked down and saw that Feilin's body was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye. Green vitality was emerging from the wound, as if infinite vitality was surging.
It was only at this moment that he suddenly discovered that the aura emanating from Feilin was eight percent similar to the aura emanating from the statue that Chu Tianxing had requested.
"So, the statue that Chu Tianxing wanted was spread from this Qianmu World?"
Zhou Yiqiao murmured to himself in a voice that only he could hear.
He suddenly changed his original plan.
He raised his sword and swept it across. The tree people around him who were still in a state of rage were hit by the gloomy sword energy one after another. Their bodies exploded instantly and turned into dead wood debris flying all over the sky.
However, Zhou Yiqiao spared the life of Fei Lin, who was already seriously injured.
He grabbed Feilin's collar with one hand, exerted force suddenly, and leaped high into the air with the tree man, who was several times his size, and disappeared into the sky.
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At the same time, in the Emerald Tribe.
An old man whose whole body was as green as jade and whose walking could even make the surrounding flowers and plants grow instantly, rushed into the king's tent in the center of the tribe in a panic.
"Please, King Khan, save my good-for-nothing son!"
The old man completely ignored the guards on both sides of the king's tent, rushed directly to the throne, knelt on the ground, his face full of anxiety.
On the throne, the only royal member of the tree people was resting with his eyes closed. He slowly opened his eyes after hearing the old man's voice.
His eyes were as sharp as torches. Just one glance made the old man kneeling on the ground tremble all over, as if he was pressed down by a towering mountain. Even breathing became difficult.
"Elder Feimu, why are you so flustered?"
The Khan's voice was low and majestic, as if it contained some kind of magic, which magically calmed Feimu's anxious mood.
Elder Feimu took a deep breath and tried to make his voice sound steady.
"Khan, my good-for-nothing son Feilin, he...he was captured!"
As soon as these words were spoken, the entire royal tent fell into a brief silence.
The Khan frowned slightly, his eyes as sharp as knives, shooting directly at Elder Feimu.
"Fei Lin? Didn't he go to hunt down that outsider?"
"With his strength, how could he be captured?"
Elder Feimu's face turned pale and he quickly explained.
"I originally thought so, so I let the child go to hunt down the outsider, but who knew..."
"Who would have thought that a servant from the clan just came to report that the soul lamp of Feilin in the ancestral hall was flickering. His life must be in danger!"
Upon hearing the words "the soul lamps in the ancestral hall are flickering", the Khan's face changed again and again as he sat on the high seat.
He cast a deep gaze at Elder Feimu, as if trying to see through the truth in his words.
Feeling the Khan's sharp gaze, Feimu couldn't help but shiver.
But soon, the Khan retracted his gaze and replied indifferently.
"I understand. You go down first. I will send someone to rescue you."
Elder Feimu was overjoyed when he heard this and kowtowed immediately.
"Thank you, Khan. Thank you, Khan!"
He kowtowed repeatedly until his forehead was covered with blood. Then he stood up tremblingly and quickly left the king's tent.
The Khan watched Elder Feimu's back until he disappeared from his sight, then turned to look at the shadow of the royal tent.
"Glico, what do you think?"
Gregor walked out slowly from the shadows, walked slowly in front of the Khan, and said slowly.
"Although Feilin has a bad character, his strength is there. Since he was captured by someone, the opponent's strength must be extraordinary."
"Moreover, the flashing of the soul lamp in the ancestral hall shows that the opponent is not only powerful, but also ruthless and could take Feilin's life at any time."
The Khan nodded and agreed.
"Indeed, Gregor, who do you think would be a good choice to send?"
Gregor lowered his head slightly, thought for a moment, then raised his head and spoke.
"In my opinion, one Fehling's life is just enough to get the job done. We don't need to and shouldn't send anyone to rescue him."
The Khan was stunned when he heard this, and stared at Gregor intently, as if trying to see through his inner thoughts.
After a while, the Khan suddenly laughed out loud towards the sky, his laughter full of admiration.
“That coincides with my idea!”
"Although Feimu's people have extremely strong healing abilities, they are an important force among my tree people."
"But even so, it is not worth it for our Jade Tribe to risk offending Qinjian Villa just to rescue a junior."
The Khan restrained the smile on his face and tapped the armrest with his thick fingers, making a "dong dong dong" sound.
"Glico, you must personally instruct everyone in the clan not to act rashly. We must also maintain the necessary respect for that outsider."
"At the same time, you go to Feimu's tribe and tell the elders that Feilin was killed by the outsider because of his inferior skills. The tribe can help collect his body, but will not send any troops to avenge him."
Gregor bowed in response, then turned and left the hall.
Looking at Gregor's departing back, the smile on Khan's face gradually disappeared, replaced by a gloomy look.
"Do you really want to use my tree people to get rid of this Divine Transformation cultivator..."
"Haha, my tree people are not so easy to use!"
Before he finished speaking, the Khan suddenly swung his fist, smashed a wooden chair beside him, and then roared outside the tent.
"Where is Wei Minghao now?"
Outside the king's tent, the guard replied tremblingly.
"Reporting to the Khan, Wei Minghao is now enjoying himself in Chunfeng Tower."
"Hmph, happy? When he has had enough fun, call him over. I would like to ask him what the meaning of Qinjian Villa is!"
