Chapter 121: Broken Tombstone, Death of a Master (1/2)

Chapter 121 : Broken Tombstone, Death of a Master

The first rays of the morning sun had come down, and the sun was a crimson red like a vermilion dan.

In the mountains were many green towering pine trees. Layers upon layers of white mist cleansed the peaks. Within this ethereal charming scene, the rolling mountains were like an Immortal’s mountains floating above the clouds.

“Boom!”

A loud explosion came from the distance, quaking and shattering the mist. A black energy elongated into the sky as the sounds of swords shrilled the high horizon.

The group of bandits was alerted and all of them stopped at the same time. They assumed that there was an ambush so they entered a state of combat.

“Second Boss, it seems that there is someone attacking people in our territory!” A thief smelled the air and could discern a faint scent of fresh blood.

“Go, go check it!” The bandits changed their course and headed towards direction where the sounds of battle were coming from. They naturally wanted to go retake their stuff. Feng Feiyun was also curious. Outside of the Ji Clan people, there were other cultivating experts here in Wang Wu Mountain?

When they rushed to the place, they saw a tombstone towering at thirty meters below the mountain. There were cracks all over the tombstone filled with broken pieces. It seemed as if it could break apart at any moment.

There was a painting of an old man engraved on the tombstone. However, at this time, there were countless lines on the painting, and the drawing lines had become faint.

Once the tombstone broke, the old man’s painting would be crushed as well.

“Old Man Sun, where are you hiding the Grave Palace Treasure Seeking Record? If you don’t tell me, I will destroy your tombstone with one fist.” Ji Fengleng stepped on top of the tombstone majestically as he showed a murderous glare in his eyes.

He looked to be around his early twenties, but his cultivation was not ordinary. Like Ji Cangyue, he was also a Death Spirit Child that was trained by the Ji Clan, using a lot of resources. He could be considered a hero amongst the younger generation.

Old Man Sun was a supreme master, but his lifespan didn’t have much left as his spirit energy dissipated. Plus, his body was filled with unrecoverable wounds from the fight with Sha Hangyun. If this wasn’t the case, how could he be trampled on by a junior like Ji Fengleng?

A day like this would eventually happen to old people. When their prestige was no longer enough to protect themselves, they could eventually be killed by a junior. This was the sad fate of powerful fighters.

Old Man Sun naturally had his own pride — the pride of a master. He was camping on a spot amongst the tombstone as his old eyes stared towards the far direction, remembering his old glorious days as his gaze became fainter and fainter.

“Grandpa Sun, Grandpa…” From afar, Ji Xiaonu saw the sad and dreary look of Old Man Sun and she couldn’t help but have teardrops flow down her eyes as she shouted painfully: “Ji Fengleng, you who take advantage of another’s precarious position will not die a man’s death!”

Even though the girl was trapped in the iron cage, she didn’t care about the pain from the iron chains on her body and still cried out.

“Girl…” Old Man Sun turned his gaze towards the Ji sisters. One was imprisoned by the chains while the others was sealed in a layer of ice. His ancient gaze grew even dimmer as if it wanted to cry, but there were no teardrops coming out, “Grandpa… will not be able to protect you guys!”

His voice was a bit whimpering.

Old Man Sun secretly glanced at Ji Xinnu one last time. Not many people noticed this glance, but Feng Feiyun noticed it. A person near death looking at his loved ones was not something surprising, but why was he looking at Ji Xinnu instead of Ji Xiaonu?

Could it be that the Grave Palace Treasure Seeking Record was on Ji Xinnu’s body!? Feng Feiyun was a bit moved. The Grave Palace Treasure Seeking Record was the pinnacle of sacred records, how could anyone not be interested?

“Since you don’t know right from wrong like this, I will now send you off on your journey.” Ji Fengleng threw a powerful fist into the tombstone, breaking it into pieces. The painting of the old man turned into ashes as well and disappeared in this world without leaving a trace.

“Whoosh!”

Ji Fengleng’s cold eyes then turned over towards the Huang Feng bandits. His body directly turned into a black shadow and flew upward. When he appeared again, he was already standing in front of everyone.

He simply had a passing glance over Ji Cangyue, then he stared at the Ji sisters on top of the Scaled Tigers. Clearly, the Ji sisters — in his eyes — were much more important than Ji Cangyue.

“Boy, what are you looking at, your father is telling you that all the girls here belong to the Huang Feng Ridge. Look one more time and I will dig out your eyes.” Second Boss slammed down his giant axe and roared from his throat. The thunderous sound shook the leaves nearby, issuing many rustles.

“Huang Feng bandits! How interesting!” Ji Fengleng naturally didn’t care for these bandits. Who was he? He was a Ji Clan’s Death Spirit Child who had an extremely high status. Dealing with these people would be as easy as turning his palm.

“Ji Cangyue, fancy that you are a Death Spirit Child yet you were still captured by a small worthless group of bandits. And you even let the criminals of the clan get captured as well. What do you think will happen to you if the upper echelons heard about this?” Ji Fengleng, with his hands behind his back, coldly said with an arched chin. His pale white face looked at the sky and simply didn’t bother to look at these Huang Feng bandits.

There were competitions between the Death Spirit Children. Ji Cangyue had a high status within the Ji Clan, but now she fell into the hands of these bandits. To the upper echelons of the Ji Clan, this was definitely a bad piece of news because she was a woman after all.

Ji Cangyue didn’t say anything and closed her eyes.

“Hey, where did you come from. And you’re even calling us worthless bandits as if there are no one here, we are all great bandits.” The bald thief jumped out again. Earlier, this guy wanted to chop off Ji Cangyue’s fingers and were stopped by the other angry bandits. At this moment, his head still had two large purple bruises on his head.