128: Rat

Su Feng gazed into the distance; it seemed there were no boundaries here.

Ahead, someone was perhaps waiting for Su Feng's arrival.

When he appeared, the person simply gestured for Su Feng to follow his lead.

As Su Feng approached, he saw that the mask on the person's face was flowing like a tide.

It gave one an eerie and terrifying feeling.

Su Feng did not ask any questions.

However, his sense of vigilance climbed, and he kept scanning the surrounding environment.

The two walked for about half an hour, and then the mysterious masked man raised his hand, signaling Su Feng to stop.

Immediately, he reached out and rubbed the air.

Rip!

A blue, transparent, talisman-like paper printed with inscriptions was torn apart by him directly, and the crack began to slowly widen at that moment.

Until it was large enough for a person to pass through completely.

What met Su Feng's eyes was an endless expanse of emerald green grassland, and the sky seemed to be twinkling with spots of starlight.

It looked extremely pleasant.

The masked man's hoarse voice echoed in Su Feng's ears.

"Please!"

Su Feng looked at the masked man and, not detecting any magical fluctuations on him, cautiously stepped into the torn crack.

On the way, Su Feng's palm kept pressing against the demon head of Baras.

As soon as there was any danger, he would immediately let this guy come out to help.

Creak!

The soles of his shoes made a creaking sound as they stepped on the emerald grass.

Su Feng looked out and saw a somewhat hunched, decrepit figure standing in the center of the grassland, leaning on a cane that looked like rotting wood, gazing up at the flickering starry sky.

Although that back looked insignificantly small, for some reason, Su Feng always felt he could not measure up to it.

It seemed as if a chasm separated the two of them.

His first reaction was that this old man was very powerful!

Su Feng looked at the demon head on the back of his hand, which had long since gone silent.

"This guy... is it afraid too?!"

Su Feng muttered helplessly.

Immediately, he strode forward.

"Is this the founding ancestor the Dean mentioned?"

The closer he got, the more Su Feng felt the terror of the figure before him.

He couldn't even detect a trace of magical fluctuation on him; it was as if he were looking into an infinitely deep abyss, where everything sank into it.

The old man, who maintained his original appearance, saw his palm tremble slightly, and a weathered, deep voice brushed past Su Feng's ear.

"Sit."

Su Feng did not know why, but he actually sat down beside the old man as if possessed.

"We both have many questions in our hearts. Next, I will answer them for you one by one, and I will also tell you the purpose of your coming here."

Su Feng saw the old man turn around.

That hunched body was already thin as a withered skeleton, with not a hint of muscle visible.

His eye sockets were sunken, his cheekbones were high, and there was a tuft of white, slightly curled whiskers on his chin.

He wore only coarse, short clothes and no equipment.

"Little one, you seem a bit vigilant."

The old man's eyes glanced at the back of Su Feng's left hand, and a meaningful smile rose at the corner of his mouth.

"You are more mysterious and more outstanding than I imagined."

There were no magical fluctuations around, not even a hint of threat, but Su Feng just felt he couldn't catch his breath.

It was very oppressive.

"Old... Old man..." Su Feng really didn't know how to address him, so he just went with his gut.

"Can you first tell me what level your strength has reached...?"

The old man smiled slightly; he didn't know how long it had been since he heard such a form of address.

"Little one, relax a bit. This is just an ordinary conversation."

Su Feng straightened his back, trying his best not to meet the mysterious old man's gaze directly.

"Strength... should be Ninth Revolution. It's been too many years since I moved my bones; I don't even remember myself..."

Hiss!

Su Feng gasped.

Damn it!

Was I too high-profile before!

How did I provoke a Ninth Revolution big shot?!

One had to know that in the original Blue Star, Ninth Revolution big shots were as rare as morning stars.

Although Su Feng didn't know the specific situation, he had heard whispers of it.

The chance of an Eighth Revolution successfully breaking through to the Ninth Revolution was less than one percent.

Su Feng's face was extremely awkward, and he forced a smile: "Old man... we don't know each other, right?"

"Hmm... That's true. You don't know me, but I often hear about some of your deeds..."

Su Feng's heart skipped a beat.

He always felt something was wrong.

"Little one, what is tattooed on the back of your hand is the Demon Commander who invaded the Dragon Kingdom a thousand years ago — Baras, right?"

The old man's words were extremely gentle, but they made Su Feng feel like he was sitting on pins and needles.

It's over!

Humans and demons were already like fire and water; now he couldn't wash himself clean even if he jumped into the Yellow River.

Su Feng continued to maintain his previous forced smile.

"Old man, you... you even know this..."

"Back in the day, I was also one of those who crusaded against the demons."

This sounded understated, but to Su Feng's ears, it was like a thunderclap.

Then... does this mean this old man before him has survived for a thousand years?!

No wonder Su Feng always felt an inexplicable, unspeakable sense of vicissitudes about him; that was the accumulation of the rings of time!

"It's just that many people left on this path, and now, only I remain..."

Desolate.

Sorrowful.

Baras on the back of Su Feng's hand wished he could hide himself completely.

His strength was only at the Sixth Rank now, and this was a Ninth-Rank Expert in front of him!

Crushing him would be as simple as an ant!

It just so happened that he was also a member who resisted the invasion of the demon army; one could imagine the level of hatred for demons.

It's doomed!

This is bad!

"Little one, relax... Being able to drive it and use it for your own purposes is naturally your method; I won't ask too much."

The old man changed the subject and immediately said: "I don't know if you have heard of the organization called Hidden Shadow?"

Su Feng shook his head blankly; his understanding of this world was really too little, too little.

"Then let me briefly introduce it. If you become a powerful expert who looks down on one side in the future, perhaps you can join it..."

The old man looked up at the sky and said meaningfully.

"This place is called Star Gazing Plain; it is an independently existing space. As a member of Hidden Shadow, this is the most basic right."

Su Feng was dumbfounded.

He clearly couldn't see the end here; he was completely unable to observe how big this space was.

But this was actually just the exclusive property of an individual member of the organization.

"My original name has slowly been lost over these thousands of years; now they all call me Rat..."

"There are twelve members of Hidden Shadow, arranged according to the traditional zodiac. They rarely appear in public; only when the Dragon Kingdom is at a life-and-death juncture will the entire Hidden Shadow move out."

Su Feng's expression was stunned.

Doesn't that mean the other eleven people are also Ninth-Rank Experts?!

Since when were Ninth-Rank Experts like cabbages?!