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Volume II: Unhindered Under Heaven

Chapter 1: Fog

The next morning.

The green forest was like a sea, and it was misty. Even though there was a gentle breeze in the sky and no clouds in the sky, the forest was still a confused white. Under the ancient tree, Ye Feng had finished eating all the grass around him, and after accumulating his strength for an entire night, he finally staggered and stood up.

He raised his eyes and did not see more than five Zhang.

Looking around, the nearest ancient tree was also hidden in the white fog, its outline faintly discernible.

What is this place?

Fog Sea? Lin Hai?

Or was it the legendary Heavenly Realm's fairyland?

Ye Feng was somewhat perplexed and took a small step forward. This was a very normal slight movement, but it involved all the major muscles in his body, causing his entire body to be in incomparable pain as if he was being slashed by an axe.

"Sigh …"

Ye Feng gritted his teeth and endured the pain, lightly sighing.

His injuries were too severe this time around, and in the entire night, he had only recovered about ten percent of his strength. What was more serious was that the wound had turned slightly white under the wetness of the fog. This was the sign of the blood flowing out from around the wound.

Too weak now.

Ye Feng sat down cross-legged and began to concentrate on absorbing the soul force particles from the heaven and earth.

The elemental energy particles from the natural world slowly flowed into Ye Feng's body like a stream and participated in the circulation of the elemental energy in his body. After a long time, a trace of blood finally appeared on Ye Feng's face. The wounds on his body also began to slowly heal.

Elemental energy was the foundation of the existence of all matter. It was the essence and source of life. Three days later, when Ye Feng opened his eyes again, he had recovered more than seventy percent of his strength. Besides a few serious wounds, all the other minor injuries had completely healed, leaving only a small scar.

He stood up, raised his head again, and looked towards the sky.

Above his head was still a haze. The sky could not be seen, and the sun could not be seen. It was as if everything in the world was shrouded in this boundless fog, without end.

Ye Feng maintained his upright posture and quietly stood there for a long time. His eyes gradually revealed a determined look.

He had survived the fierce battle between Xing Ye's two strongest fighters. Now, on his shoulder, he was carrying the lives of Chen Xing and a thousand brothers of the Leopard Battalion.

Wu Jingde, one day, I, Ye Feng, will use all of you to sacrifice your heads in front of my brother's grave. Today's hatred will definitely be repaid with your blood.

Definitely! Definitely!

The blood around Ye Feng's body boiled and his eyes were sharp. He raised his head to the sky and gave a loud roar, shaking the surrounding foliage and causing the dew to fall down.

Then, without any hesitation, Ye Feng immediately began to train.

He stood under a tall ancient tree and extended both of his fists, bringing with it a whistling sound that pierced through the air, as he smashed his fists against the tree trunk.


With every punch, the muscles and bones in his body would feel an intense pain.

The scalding hot blood slowly seeped out, condensed, and slid down his skin. It slid down his skin and onto the tip of the grass, causing the grass to slightly tremble under the pressure, while the blood droplets were like sparkling rubies that blossomed, and the surrounding fog seemed to have a tinge of blood color.

His body was in pain.

But what hurt more than the body was the heart.

While he was wandering between life and death, Chen Xing's determined and satisfied smile was like a sharp knife, ruthlessly piercing Ye Feng's heart. Zhao Yuning, Meng Kuo, and the other brothers of the tiger and leopard battalion roared in anger, and their anger also turned into a deep nightmare, which resounded in Ye Feng's ears at all times.

Become stronger!

No matter what method he used, no matter how hard he worked …

For himself, Chen Xing had sacrificed his life and blood. He was perhaps the only survivor of the Leopard Battalion, and what he carried on his back was a sea of blood, a deep hatred, and the hopes of countless dead souls.

Boom, boom …

With every punch, Ye Feng used all his strength, and the ancient tree trunk was broken into pieces. Ye Feng's fists were also dripping with blood, but he was completely oblivious to it.


After a moment, Ye Feng threw out his last punch, clenched his fists tightly, and shouted angrily towards the sky.

At this time, Ye Feng's heart was burning with a raging flame. His physical strength had once again been exhausted, but his blood continued to boil uncontrollably.

From his past life until now, Ye Feng had experienced pain and failure countless times. This time, it was the most tragic experience.

After a long time, he finally calmed down and sat down cross-legged. He began to concentrate on absorbing the Spiritual Qi of Heaven and Earth.

Seven days later, after several rounds of training, clearing and absorbing soul force, Ye Feng finally fully recovered his physical strength and reached the best condition he had in the past.

His clothes were tattered, and he could no longer wear them. He simply revealed his upper body and used the vines to pierce through the leaves to cover his body as he lived an extremely primitive life.

For the past seven days, Ye Feng had been traveling aimlessly through the forest. He was surprised to find that there was not a single trace of life in this misty forest. Even the most ordinary beetles could not be found. In Ye Feng's knowledge, trees were often closely linked with various kinds of wild animals, and this was a prerequisite for survival in the wild. However, this forest had completely broken Ye Feng's line of thinking. It seemed to be completely independent of the outside world, just like the fog that shrouded it, and was full of unknown mysteries.

On this day, Ye Feng had traveled three hundred miles in a straight line in the forest, but after three hundred miles, the fog in front of him was still extremely thick, and the ancient trees he had encountered along the way were also very similar in appearance, so he couldn't accurately distinguish them.

Ye Feng slowly stopped, his heart was completely depressed.

Above his head, there was no sun. The ancient trees had similar shapes, so it was hard to tell the difference. In this situation, Ye Feng had to admit that he was lost.

Lost in this vast and endless forest of fog.

Fortunately, there were many fist-sized red fruits hanging above every tree here like lanterns, their fragrance was very tempting, so Ye Feng could at most complete the transformation from a carnivore to a herbivore in a short time, and not starve to death.

After taking and eating a red fruit, Ye Feng once again embarked on the journey to find the way.

In the blink of an eye, another seven days passed.

At the moment, Ye Feng was facing a very awkward situation. He felt as if he was trapped in a cage that could not be seen by the naked eye. No matter how hard he struggled, he could not escape. The dense fog of the forest seemed to stretch out endlessly. He continued to advance in one direction for seven consecutive days, but he was still unable to reach the end of the forest.

In Ye Feng's impression, since he had fallen off the cliff, he should be very close to the edge. However, no matter how hard he tried to find the trail, he couldn't find the cliff.

The forest was completely silent, as if Ye Feng was the only existence. On one hand, he had to endure the torment from being alone, on the other hand, he had to abide by his beliefs and train nonstop.

In the quiet world, a single person embarked on a journey.

"One person..." Under the ancient tree, Ye Feng leaned against the tough tree trunk, blankly stared at the red fruit in his hand, and mumbled to himself, "Am I, Ye Feng, going to be trapped here forever?"

"Absolutely … right … no … possible!"

He formed a fist with one hand and suddenly clenched the red fruit into pieces. He spoke these simple words word for word with sonorous strength.

I, Ye Feng, must never be trapped here and silently end my own life. As long as I am alive, I must find a way to get out of here.

Even if I am going to die one day, I, Ye Feng, will die brazenly in this battle with the strong, burning away my own life in this battle.

Absolutely, he couldn't give up hope!

He raised his head and looked into the distance, his eyes once again burning with fervent hope.

Then, with his feet on the ground, he shot into the crown of the tree.

The tree was one hundred zhang tall, but the fog covered an even wider area. Ye Feng quietly and attentively stood at the top of the tree crown, raised his head and looked up, but felt that there was still a thick fog up ahead. He could not help but steeled his heart and fiercely leaped.

Ka-cha! *

The slender branches of the treetop broke under the force of the jump. Ye Feng leaped ten zhang up, at the highest point he quickly looked up and down.

The fog remained the same.

In the air, Ye Feng had nowhere to exert his full strength. He could only stay in the air for half a breath before he fell down.

Boom! *

Ye Feng fell on the treetop and immediately turned around to shoot towards another ancient tree, trying to find a weak spot in the fog with the same method.

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