"There are this many killing formations here?"
"Wait — this isn't a trap
"There might even be hidden treasures here that we don't know about."
At the thought, a cold smirk crept onto Linghu Lun's lips as he muttered to himself:
"Chu Feng must have been trying to lure me here and use these killing formations to eliminate me."
"How naive. I thought this Chu Feng was a cunning sort, but he turns out to be this dense."
"These formations are powerful, but I can see through every one of them. By luring me here, he's only handed me knowledge of this mysterious place. The treasures here will not belong to you, Chu Feng — they will belong to me, Linghu Lun."
"Because two hours are almost up. Chu Feng, without the protection of the
Wuwaaa—
But then, without warning, Linghu Lun's expression changed drastically.
He had been following the flames, yet his body suddenly refused to move. And then… he felt all of his strength drain away, as though he had become a man who had lost all cultivation.
"What is this thing?!"
In a panic, Linghu Lun noticed that he had been ensnared by something bizarre.
It appeared to be a living organism, vine-like in shape, yet completely transparent and exceedingly well-hidden. That was precisely why he had failed to notice it — and why it had managed to wrap itself around him.
The vine-like creature's surface was covered in suckers reminiscent of those on an octopus.
At this very moment, it was not only coiled tightly around him, but those suckers had punctured through his clothing and latched directly onto his skin.
It was this creature's siphoning that had stripped him of his cultivation.
"Linghu Lun — I told you not to follow me."
Chu Feng's voice suddenly rang out.
Linghu Lun looked up to find Chu Feng not far away. Chu Feng was no longer wreathed in flames — not because the Fire Qilin Armor's power had faded, but because he had voluntarily dismissed the flames.
Right now, Chu Feng was approaching Linghu Lun one step at a time.
The smile playing at the corner of his lips filled Linghu Lun with an overwhelming sense of dread.
"Wh-what are you going to do?!" Linghu Lun shouted, his voice strained with unease.
"Nothing much — just fulfilling my promise and taking your Rune of Light," Chu Feng said.
"You set this up deliberately! You lured me here on purpose — you had this planned all along!" Linghu Lun accused.
"And now that you understand all of this, what good does it do? Does it somehow prove you're not stupid?"
"If you were truly clever, you never would have followed me. Even you knew that the Fire Qilin Armor's flames wouldn't last long — so how could I, the armor's owner, not know that?" Chu Feng asked with a grin.
"You… you knew from the very beginning why I was following you, you bastard!!!"
Now that the full picture had clicked into place, Linghu Lun let out an enraged roar. He was truly fuming with fury.
All this time, he had been played like a fool by Chu Feng from the very start — trapped in his scheme from the very first moment.
"In the world of martial cultivators, martial talent is extremely important. But the brain matters too. It's just a shame that you don't seem to have one."
As he spoke, Chu Feng extended a finger and pressed it against Linghu Lun's forehead.
Ughhhh—