Chapter 551: Chapter 20: Heavenly Returning Skill and Ancient Demon Ring

“Whoosh…”

In the darkness, figures clad in black sped towards them, numbering around a dozen or so–each exuded a powerful, terrifying aura.

They were clearly masters.

“Chu Yun is dead.”

One of the black-clad figures pointed at the headless corpse on the ground and spoke.

“Such a beautiful woman was killed by Chu Yun; he really had no appreciation for beauty.”

Another black-clad figure shook his head slightly as he looked at the deceased Sun Yaya.

A woman sneered, “Chu Yun liked to shatter others’ hearts, letting them die slowly in pain. Now, good riddance, his head has been chopped off.”

“Qiao Moyu, are you feeling a bit sad that this little girl died from Chu Yun shattering her heart? Is that why you’re mocking him?” Another woman sneered and taunted the first speaker.

The woman who had first spoken had quite peculiar tastes; she didn’t like men but preferred women and had captured many beautiful women as her female slaves to train.

And Sun Yaya, with her pure beauty and likable appearance, indeed attracted people.

“So what? I enjoy playing with women. It’s a pity she died a horrendous death without being played with.”

Qiao Moyu sighed and then sneered, “At least I’m better than some who have been fucked by countless men…”

“Qiao Moyu, who are you insinuating?”

“Tsk tsk, I didn’t name you. Why are you acting so defensively? Who do you think will pity you and help you out?”

And so, the two of them started quarreling.

The other black-clad figures turned their heads away as if they saw nothing.

“Moyu, Ren Qing, both of you cut it short. If our master arrives and sees you quarreling like this… If it displeases the master, you should know the consequences,” a black-clad figure said in a deep voice.

Both Qiao Moyu and Ren Qing shivered slightly as they thought of the terrifying consequences.

They promptly shut up.

At that moment, a figure emerged from the darkness, shrouded in a large black robe, tall, but clearly a woman by her silhouette.

“Master.”

Seeing this person arrive, all of the black-clad individuals were startled and hurriedly paid homage.

“Has the Ancient Demon Ring been found?” A soft, pleasant voice rang out.

“Reporting to the master, Zuo Chi who first brought out the Ancient Demon Ring from the Ancient Cultivation Cave Mansion is dead, and Chu Yun, who found Zuo Chi first also dead. From the injuries on the bodies of both Zuo Chi and the dead woman, they were killed by Chu Yun. However, Chu Yun is also dead; someone must have killed him and taken the Ancient Demon Ring,” replied one of the black-clad figures.

“Who dares to swallow our Ten Thousand Demon Sect’s property?”

The woman’s voice turned icy as she extended her jade-like hand.

It was a pair of white and slender hands, beautiful as if crafted by God.

“Heavenly Returning Skill!”

With a light wave of that hand.

Suddenly, scenes from the past materialized in the void.

These scenes were of the previous incidents, including Chu Yun ambushing and killing Zuo Chi, then kicking Sun Yaya to death, followed by Lin Feng appearing and killing Zuo Chi; it was a secret technique capable of reproducing past events.

“It was this kid who killed Zuo Chi and took the Ancient Demon Ring.”

…

A group of black-clad figures revealed a murderous intent.

“He won’t get far, chase!”

The woman in the black robe took the lead in the pursuit.

The rest of the black-clad figures quickly followed.

…

Tens of miles away, in a mountain valley, Lin Feng sat cross-legged on a thick branch of a tree, taking out the Ancient Demon Ring.

It was a ring of strange design.

This ring bore dense runes, somewhat resembling Array Patterns but different from those Lin Feng had encountered.

Moreover, a dragon coiled around this ring.

This was a dragon completely cloaked in blackness, and as Lin Feng stared at it, his heartbeat accelerated as if a surge of violent energy was about to burst forth from within him.

“Phew…”

Lin Feng quickly diverted his gaze from the Ancient Demon Ring, gasping heavily.

The Ancient Demon Ring was too eerie, nearly causing Lin Feng to lose himself.

“What a terrifying demon.”

Lin Feng looked at the Ancient Demon Ring solemnly, attempting to infiltrate it with his Divine Sense, but he was blocked.

He could not penetrate the Ancient Demon Ring.

“Soul… Contract… Open… Ancient… Demon… Ring…”

Just as Lin Feng furrowed his brows slightly, suddenly an ancient, mysterious, and chilling presence echoed in his mind.

“Who is speaking to me?” Lin Feng exclaimed, looking around in bafflement, his gaze finally resting on the Ancient Demon Ring.

“Soul… talent… barely… sufficient… open… Ancient… Demon… Ring…”

Suddenly, that voice resonated again.

“Damn it, I’m clearly gifted with Divine Martial prowess, a rare prodigy, and you dare say I barely qualify? Are you blind?”

Lin Feng shouted.

“Open… start… drip… blood… drip… blood…”

The voice sounded somewhat urgent.

“Open your sister!”

Lin Feng rolled his eyes.

This Ancient Demon Ring was undoubtedly an extremely evil, eerily peculiar treasure of the Demon Dao, mere glances at it made Lin Feng feel like he was losing himself.

And what’s this about starting a ‘Soul Contract’?

Just hearing the name of the contract was terrifying enough.

Though Lin Feng didn’t know what a Soul Contract entailed, the soul is the essence of a person; once it’s involved in something like a Soul Contract, it could easily be controlled by someone else.

“A Soul Contract, could it be intended to enslave the one who signs it?” Lin Feng frowned slightly.

“What a piece of crap, I don’t give a damn.”

Lin Feng tossed the Ancient Demon Ring away.

Then, he leaned against a large tree to rest.

However, the Ancient Demon Ring trembled slightly and vanished.

The next moment, a pattern in the shape of the Ancient Demon Ring appeared on Lin Feng’s left arm.

But Lin Feng himself had no idea.

…

Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!

In the darkness, figures hurriedly flitted about.

Lin Feng opened his eyes and observed the black-clad people, his expression subtly changing.

The aura exuded by these people was very similar to that of the Demon Dao powerhouse he had previously slain.

Moreover, each of their auras was terrifying.

“Dark Escape Skill.”

Lin Feng used the Dark Escape Skill to conceal himself.

“Young man, so you were hiding here.”

Suddenly, a black-clad person sneered, holding a Blood Blade and slashing towards the place where Lin Feng was hiding.

“What? Found me?” Lin Feng’s expression drastically changed as he summoned the Black Dragon Sword and executed a slashing attack.

With a clang, a dull, loud noise rang out, and Lin Feng was thrown backward, both hands clutching the Black Dragon Sword tingling with intense pain. Looking at his palms, Lin Feng noticed they were bleeding.

“Very strong.” Lin Feng was shocked and tried to quickly move away, but at that moment, several figures flew towards him, completely surrounding him.

These people, each more formidable than the last, caused Lin Feng’s expression to become extremely grave.

For Lin Feng knew he was in deep trouble; these black-clad individuals were too powerful, and a slight misstep could mean death right there.