Chapter 61: The Real Flying Cloud Step

  A new week, seeking some forwarding and collection~~~

  Who exactly established this place?

  Although the winged man had been tortured to death by the bloodthirsty vine, who was it that took him down in the first place? This monster, drained of all its energy, still had such immense power; how terrifying must its strength have been in its prime!

  Zhou Heng arrived at the highest point of this mountain range, looked around and saw that he was standing on the edge of a circular shape, surrounded by mountains, but in the midst of the mountains was a huge lake with river water as red as blood!

  After some thought, Zhou Heng still ran towards the lake.

  "Ah——" Lin Xiangxiang suddenly let out a sharp cry on her back, "You stinky brat, you're taking advantage of me!"

  Zhou Heng stopped in his tracks and put her down, saying: "Don't be unreasonable, who took advantage of you?"

  "You scoundrel, who allowed you to carry me on your back?" Lin Fengxiang almost fainted, since she was ten years old, she had never had such close contact with any man again.

  "So you want me to throw you on the ground?" Zhou Heng was somewhat impatient, he lacked experience in dealing with women.

  "Men and women don't give or receive things directly, do you understand?" Lin Xiangxiang was so angry that she gritted her teeth. This scoundrel took advantage of her and still had a wronged expression, it's really too hateful!

  "Now that you're awake, walk yourself, you're quite heavy!" Zhou Heng didn't put her anger in his eyes.

  Wow, I really want to bite this bastard to death!

  "Has Miss Lin gained weight?" Lin Fangxiang stared at him without letting go, and for Little Miss Lin, this was no trivial matter.

  "Did I say you're fat?"

  "That's exactly what I mean!"

  "Don't be ridiculous, I'm too lazy to reason with you!"

  Lin Fengxiang was unusually serious about the issue of figure, staring at Zhou Heng until he was powerless to retreat, and could only admit that Lin Xiaojie's figure was slender and elegant, a little more would be fat, and a little less would be thin. Only then did she contentedly drop this topic and ask about Wing's affairs instead.

  She was struck by the blood vine and fainted, fortunately, her strong blood in the Refining Blood Realm healed quickly.

  Zhou Heng wouldn't tell stories, and with three sides speaking two languages, Lin Fengxiang was very dissatisfied, always asking this and that.

  Having witnessed the terror of the blood-sucking vine, Lin Fengxiang did not dare to wander around alone and instead followed Zhou Heng closely. The fragrance wafted up to her nose, and a few strands of green silk floated across Zhou Heng's face, causing him to involuntarily feel a different kind of emotion.

  Lin Fengxiang seemed to have also sensed this subtle ambiguity, and she rarely quieted down, but instead let Zhou Heng breathe a sigh of relief, thinking that women were more lovely when they were quieter.

  It was half a day later when they arrived at the edge of the lake.

  This crimson lake was about ten miles in circumference, with a fountain in the middle that shot straight up into the sky, sending water flowers hundreds of feet high, almost splashing onto Zhou Heng and his companions on the shore.

  "Is that it?" Lin Xiang's face was filled with disappointment.

  She originally thought there should be a palace or something here, and when Lin Xiaojie arrived in person, the temple door opened, she ascended to the throne, obtained the ultimate inheritance, and after eating a divine elixir, she immediately became an unparalleled master!

  But the fact is just like this, which is also far from enough!

  Since seeing the Winged Man, Zhou Heng no longer thought that this was a relic left by an ancient predecessor, but rather a prison set up by some extraordinary strong being! If so, then forget about finding any extraordinary inheritance.

  "Why don't you dive down and take a look?" Zhou Heng urged.

  "You're a big man, yet you want me, a little woman, to take risks. You're heartless!" Lin Fengxiang hummed, but immediately covered her stomach, "I'm really starving!"

  It's been about two days since they last had food and water. Zhou Heng was fine, but Lin Fengxiang was really struggling. Although a cultivator in the Blood Refining Realm wouldn't die from not eating or drinking for ten days, they would definitely be on their last breath.

  Zhou Heng held the black sword in his right hand, and his left hand reached into the lake water. A strange chill suddenly came over him, and he hastily withdrew his hand, only to see that his entire arm had turned into an ice pillar, emitting a faint white mist.

  "Is it so cold?" Lin Fengxiang was also startled, her beautiful eyes wide with surprise.

  Zhou Heng summoned the power of his blood vessels, and immediately a purple flame ignited on his hands. Drip, drip, drop by drop, red water fell, forming a line that quickly melted all the ice pillars on his entire arm.

  "It's freezing!" He suddenly remembered the icy pool in the Valley of Extremes, which was just as bitterly cold!

  Is there a connection between the two?

  "Come on, let's go back!" Lin Xiangxiang lost interest since there was no sign of treasure at all.

  Zhou Heng shook his head and said, "Let's circle around the lake and take a look at the situation!"

  "Just one round?"

  "Only one circle!"

  Two people walked around the lake, and it was unknown how long they had passed. The fountain in the center of the lake stopped suddenly, and then a figure flew out from the middle of the lake.

  The figure shot straight up to the sky, and then fell with a loud crash, looking as heavy as a huge boulder, but when it hit the water's surface, it was like a light feather, the intense contrast could make people vomit blood.

  Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, that person started running on the water's surface, their feet treading an inexplicable and mysterious gait.

  Zhou Heng and Lin Fuxiang exclaimed at the same time, but the source of their surprise was completely different.

  Lin Fengxiang was astonished that the lake was so cold, yet there were still people who could stay at the bottom of the water. What kind of monster was this? But what shocked Zhou Heng was that the footwork of the figure was exactly the same as Fei Yun Bu!

  Was it he who saw a figure in the Cold Spring of the Valley of Difficulty?

  That figure's speed was incredibly fast, with each step covering a distance of several li, constantly running on the lake, evolving into infinitely mysterious footwork. Because it was too fast, Zhou Heng and others couldn't see his appearance at all, only seeing a faint shadow.

  It must be! It's definitely this silhouette!

  Zhou Heng affirmed in his heart that this must be the figure he saw in the Valley of Cold Spring!

  But why did the figure in the depths of the earth reflect on the cold pond?

  Perhaps the cold pond was connected to this place, and through some power he couldn't understand, it had projected that figure onto its surface.

  Whoosh!

  Zhou Heng and Lin Fengxiang only felt a flash before their eyes, and in front of them, there was already an additional person, whose body was wrapped in a blood-red aura, exuding an indescribable evil.

  It's this evil spirit!

  Zhou Heng could be certain that this person was the source of the disaster that turned humans and animals into red-haired monsters. The evil aura was so thick that it couldn't have been contracted, but rather emanated from his body!

  This man appears to be around thirty years old, with a slender build and is a handsome man. Although he's just standing there, he naturally exudes an aura of overwhelming power that shakes the heavens and earth, many times stronger than that winged person from before!

  This doesn't mean that the winged person is weaker than this person, because one has been tortured by the blood vine to the point of being on their last breath, while this person in front of them doesn't have a single wound, with an aura that can cut through heaven and earth!

  Anyone in front of him will feel a strong sense of insignificance, followed by deep reverence.

  What kind of strong person is this?

  Jie Tai Jing? Shen Ying Jing? Or... Hua Shen Jing!

  "...Die!" The man's eyes were dull and lifeless, like a walking corpse, but his face was filled with intense murderous intent.

  If such a strong person were to take action, Zhou Heng believed that he and Lin Fengxiang would have no room for resistance at all. The gap between the two sides had already reached an unimaginable level. He quickly unfolded his Flying Cloud Step, his left hand scooping up Lin Fengxiang, while his right hand grasped the Black Sword, turning around to run!

  He had just taken his second step when there was another person in front of him - it was that man.

  Zhou Heng hastily shifted his feet, changing his stance, desperately trying to find a way out. But every time he took a step forward, the man would appear in front of him, forcing him to change again and again.

  After more than a hundred steps, Zhou Heng stopped - his Flying Cloud Step was learned from this person, and now he is displaying it in front of him, isn't this like showing off one's skills in front of their master?

  He would never give up at any time, shaking the black sword in his hand with a resolute gaze.

  "Swift Cloud Steps?" The man's stunned eyes suddenly flashed with a hint of divine light, as if he had come back to life in an instant. "How do you know my family's exclusive martial art?" He paused for a moment before continuing on his own, "It's true, you're a member of my Kong family!"

  Although he regained a bit of "human taste", it seems that his mind is unclear, and he confirmed Zhou Heng's identity like this.

  "You may have mastered the Swift Cloud Flash Step, but why are you so clumsy? How did your family teach you?" The man showed a look of dissatisfaction, pointing at Zhou Heng's forehead, and it happened so quickly that Zhou Heng couldn't even react.

  Boom!

  Zhou Heng only felt countless golden lights surging into his mind, instantly filling his sea of consciousness, transforming into golden characters that merged into his body, blood vessels and bones!

  This is... Fei Yun Bu, no, Xun Yun Liu Guang Bu's rotational mantra!

  Like Tongling Tianjiu's nine styles, it wasn't passed down through oral tradition, but was directly infused into the bloodline!

  Wait, isn't this just like the power of bloodlines?

  Zhou Heng vaguely felt a connection between the two, but at this moment he couldn't care about anything else, his mind was completely absorbed by the Xunyun Liu Guang step's technique, and he involuntarily began to ponder.

  The man glanced at Lin Fengxiang, his eyebrows furrowed involuntarily, and said: "A mundane woman like you, how can you be worthy of a son of the Kong family?" He stretched out one finger, as if to point at Lin Fengxiang, but his gaze suddenly became dull and his body's blood energy surged violently, forming a whirlwind that rapidly swirled around him.

  "Zhou Heng——" Lin Fengxiang hastily exclaimed, "This madman is going crazy again, save me!"

  Zhou Heng woke up from his deep meditation and saw the situation, hastily raising the black sword high, with a surge of spiritual energy, emitting wave after wave of vibrations.

  The man immediately calmed down, his eyes regained some of their luster, and he looked at Zhou Heng, saying: "Women are just accessories, why take it so seriously? You will definitely become a strong person in the future, beautiful women are endless, you only need one or two to have children with you, and the rest is just for fun!"

  "Men are heaven for women, how can they listen to women's words!"

  "Women must be pampered, if they don't listen, they need to be disciplined!"

  Zhou Heng couldn't help but stare blankly, this seemed like a completely unrelated matter. Moreover, how could such an extraordinary strong person suddenly transform into a lecherous old man, the change was too drastic?

  On the other side, Lin Fengxiang's pretty face had already turned bright red with anger.

  "May I ask your honorable name?" Zhou Heng changed the subject.

  "My name is... Kong Ao Kun!" The man's eyes suddenly turned bloodshot after saying his own name, and countless bloody auras burst out of his body, forming chains that swirled around him.

  "Ah——" He suddenly roared with rage, instantly going mad.