The Host Of An Ancient Spirit Chapter 41

The ancient battlefield was wide and boundless. Chen Feng and Murong Xiaorou had left the valley two days ago. She had a way to contact the Murong family, but no traces of her family members had been discovered in the past two days.

"Is the disk in your hand really effective? It shows that they’re precisely here, but n.o.body can be seen.” Chen Feng stared at the gadget in her hand. It was a disk with a few flas.h.i.+ng points to show the position of her family members. It seemed to play the role of both  tracking and making contact. All the major forces had such gadgets, although the quant.i.ty was very small.

However, they had no gains in accordance with the guidelines of the small astrolabe. Murong Xiaorou frowned slightly and looked around, saying, "The small astrolabe is set based on the Eight Diagrams and it will never be wrong because it’s guided by the forces of the galaxy. There can only be one explanation for its absence here."

"And what’s that?" Chen Feng asked doubtfully.

"They must have encountered great danger and might have already been killed. However, only one spot is flas.h.i.+ng on the small astrolabe, so I believe perhaps only one of the disciples is dead and the rest should have gathered together now,” Murong Xiaorou a.n.a.lyzed.

Chen Feng nodded. He’d entered in advance without such an astrolabe, so the rest of the  members of the Chen family could not find him and he couldn’t find them, either. The only way now was to rely on the a.s.sistance of the Murong family.

However, the situation of the Murong family now seemed not to be optimistic. In the ancient battlefield, in addition to the three major families of the Hongyun Empire, there were also three great devil sects of the Changsheng Empire. Those from the Murong family might have also been murdered by the forces of these devil sects.

However, the ancient battlefield was also very risky. Those who encountered the devil sects were also doomed to be killed, such as Murong Xiaorou, an elite martial art pract.i.tioner, who might have lost her life under the siege of these disciples if it hadn’t been for the a.s.sistance of Chen Feng.

Chen Feng said, "The most powerful of the three major devil sects are the Heimo Sect and the Shenhuo Sect now, who are most probably the ones who killed the Murong family. Although I do not feel a murderous atmosphere here, there must have been some fierce fighting here since the air was still filled with the energy of a brutal conflict. I’m sure the disciples of the devil sects have just left here."

Murong Xiaorou was a little surprised. She did not notice all these details, whereas Chen Feng had formulated quite the reasonable a.n.a.lysis so quickly. So, she said to herself, "It’s absolutely not just good luck that Chen Feng has such a kind of capability. With extraordinary insight and an intelligent mind, it’s no wonder he would wander alone without any fears in the dangerous ancient battlefield." 

Chen Feng did not know he was so greatly admired by Murong Xiaorou. However, he knew that although these disciples were very powerful, the most dangerous ones would be the monsters in the ancient battlefield.

Murong Xiaorou hesitated for a while and said, "Can you find the whereabouts of the disciples?"

"Hmm?" Chen Feng was slightly stunned, with his blood vitality bursting out. He looked all around, then pointed to one direction and said, "That way! Since there are thick trees and bushes, it is very likely that some powerful monsters are hiding inside. I’m afraid it won’t be easy for us to access."

However, Murong Xiaorou flashed inside without any hesitation. On the one hand, she wanted to find out if the disciples of one of the devil sects had really killed the Murong family disciples. If they did, she would try her best to take revenge. On the other hand, she also intended to test the actual strength of Chen Feng.

When such an idea came up in her mind, Murong Xiaorou was also slightly surprised. She didn't know when she started to focus on Chen Feng so much.

The woods were so dense that they could only walk inside several kilometers. Even if they were attacked by a not-so-powerful monster, they would be able to cope with it through joint effort.

Hearing a sudden roar, they saw a monster beast at the Ling shape level rus.h.i.+ng out at them. Chen Feng pointed his finger to change his Ling power into a stream of light, which instantly penetrated the body of the monster beast. They neatly cleaned up its body and continued to move forward.

"It’s very strange that it’s so quiet here. Not even an insect chirp to be heard," Chen Feng suddenly said.

In the depths of the woods was an open land where the ground was very clean except for a few messy footprints; to their side was a mountain, which seemed to too steep to be climbed as if it’d been slashed by a knife. They could not reach the peak unless they used their strong Ling power to dig some footholds into the cliff.

Murong Xiaorou nodded and said, "The air is still full of the smell of blood. The footprints on the ground prove that a fierce battle against a horrible monster beast just took place here.”

Of course, the person-sized footprint was incredible. Just as they were standing there, the ground suddenly started to shake. Chen Feng shouted a warning because the powerful monster beast must have already appeared.

They flashed back and steadily landed on the cliff. They looked downward and found a lion monster as tall as a ten-person pyramid was approaching. Its golden hair shone in the air and its huge eyes rolled up to gaze at them.