273: Leopard-scaled beast

Moreover, the Solar Essence Fire also seemed to have been obtained here; if it were to undergo Fusion with the Asura Holy Fire, it might even develop sentience ahead of time.

Body Refining with divine blood had immeasurable benefits for the improvement of his Physical Body.

With the plan set, Lin Feng no longer hesitated.

With a thought, he instantly swapped positions with his vegetation Clone; the vegetation Clone continued to cultivate in seclusion within the Inner Universe, while also maintaining the existence of “Captain Qinglian.”

Meanwhile, his main body’s aura changed, transforming into an almost imperceptible streak of light, silently leaving Tianyuan City.

He had previously led a team and completed all patrol missions for the next month ahead of schedule; this month’s time was enough for him to travel to and from Sunset City and accomplish everything.

A few days later.

A massive city with a rough style and mottled city walls appeared at the end of the horizon.

Unlike the orderly Tianyuan City, Sunset City appeared chaotic yet full of vitality.

At the city gate, among the armored guards, there were even a few Yao Race members who had transformed into human form; they lazily checked the identity tokens of those entering the city, barely even glancing at their oddly shaped kin.

Lin Feng concealed all his aura, like an ordinary Nascent Soul cultivator, and walked into the city with the flow of people.

On the street, a cacophony of noise assaulted him.

A burly man, three zhang tall and with a massive ox head, was gesticulating wildly at a Human Race stall owner, haggling over prices.

Not far away, an alluring woman with a waist as slender as a water snake and a few green scales still visible on her face was sending flirtatious glances at passing male Cultivators.

This was a border city where the Human Race and Yao Race coexisted, a place where order and chaos intertwined.

Lin Feng found a seemingly clean inn, casually ordered some food and wine, and sat in a corner, his Divine Sense, like an invisible spiderweb, covering the entire hall.

“Have you heard? Lord City Master and the Black Phoenix clan of the Yao Race have recently gone to the Tomb of the Setting Sun again; who knows what they’re looking for.”

“Shh, keep your voice down! That place is extremely eerie; I heard a Soul Transformation Senior went in a few days ago and didn’t come out alive!”

“More than that, I heard that even Void Refining mighty figures dare not easily enter the deepest part of the tomb!”

Void Refining Cultivator.

Lin Feng raised his wine cup, a glint of light flashing in his eyes.

Consistent with the intelligence he had received, there were at least two Void Refining Stage existences openly present in this city.

He didn’t plan to be idle before the divine blood appeared either.

After paying the Spirit Stones, Lin Feng left the inn and walked directly towards the desolate area outside the city, shrouded in thick fog.

Tomb of the Setting Sun.

From afar, it was a vast, continuous cluster of giant burial mounds, with the largest few resembling small mountains.

An ancient, deathly silent aura enveloped this area.

Lin Feng didn't hesitate at all; his figure flickered, and he disappeared into the thick fog.

As soon as he entered the tomb area, a bone-chilling Evil Qi assailed him, enough to freeze the Divine Soul of ordinary Nascent Soul cultivators.

Lin Feng, however, seemed unaffected.

His purpose for this trip was, firstly, to scout the path and set up a few teleportation formations for unforeseen circumstances.

Secondly, it was to find a Mid-Nascent Soul Stage Yao Beast, the Leopard Scale Beast, hidden here.

Although this beast was of little use to him, its inner core was the main ingredient for refining a certain auxiliary secret technique Medicinal Pill.

His Divine Sense spread out carefully, like mercury spilling across the ground, silently permeating every inch of the land.

Soon, he “saw” several subtle yet powerful auras.

The owners of these auras were scattered in different areas of the tomb, each occupying a spot, clearly Soul Transformation Cultivators who had also come for the treasures within the tomb.

Lin Feng was not interested in dealing with these people.

He activated the top-grade concealment talisman from the System, reducing his presence to the absolute minimum, like a true phantom, moving through the labyrinthine tomb passages.

On both sides of the tomb passages were countless large and small tomb chambers; some had long been plundered, while others still retained powerful Restrictions.

Lin Feng’s goal was clear, and he was not interested in these.

Based on the description of the Leopard Scale Beast’s habits in the original work, he specifically sought out the dark, damp, and bone-strewn areas.

As he searched, he quietly set up small Formation Flags in some hidden corners.

These Formation Flags echoed each other, and once activated, they would allow him to instantly teleport between several key nodes in the tomb, proving immensely useful for both pursuit and escape.

Half a day later.

Lin Feng stopped in front of a massive underground cavern.

Inside the cavern, mountains of animal bones were piled up, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood and decay.

His gaze fell on the ground next to a pile of bones.

There were several clear, plum-blossom-shaped paw prints there.

The edges of the paw prints still had fresh soil, indicating they had been left recently.

Leopard Scale Beast!

Lin Feng’s eyes lit up, and he was about to step forward for a closer look.

Suddenly, his movements abruptly paused, and he instantly merged into the shadow of a nearby boulder, his aura completely vanishing.

Just as he had concealed himself.

A ghostly figure, without warning, emerged from the other side of the cavern.

A dark shadow silently slid out from a crack in the rock.

Its movements were extremely light; its four paws stepped on the ground full of shattered bones, yet it made not the slightest sound.

It was a lithe Yao Beast, covered in dark green scales that reflected a metallic cold light in the dim illumination; its body was like a leopard’s, but more slender and full of explosive power.

Leopard Scale Beast.

Its pair of vertical pupils were fixed on the Human Race Cultivator in front, who was looking down at something.

Judging from the aura emanating from the other party, it was merely a Mid-Nascent Soul Stage fellow, and his aura was somewhat unstable, as if he had just experienced a fierce battle, making it the moment when his mind was most relaxed.

A perfect prey.

The Leopard Scale Beast let out an almost inaudible growl from its throat, its hind leg muscles instantly tensing like a fully drawn bow.

It had absolute confidence in the power of this pounce.

The next instant, it moved.

The dark shadow transformed into an arrow shot from a bowstring, so fast that it left a series of afterimages in the air; a foul-smelling gust of wind and sharp claws lunged directly at Lin Feng’s back.

Just as the claws, capable of tearing Magic Treasures, were about to touch Lin Feng’s back.

Lin Feng didn’t even turn his head.

He merely shook his head with a hint of amusement.

“Well, well, little leopard, you actually dared to deliver yourself to my doorstep.”

The moment his words fell, the space around the Leopard Scale Beast suddenly solidified.

Its pouncing posture was forcefully frozen in mid-air, like a lifelike sculpture; the bloodthirsty ferocity in its eyes was instantly replaced by boundless terror and bewilderment.

It completely failed to understand what had happened.

Its proudly boasted speed and strength, at this moment, became a joke.