Dark Immortal Cultivation

"Baked flatbread, selling baked flatbread!"

In the alley outside the north gate of the Changfeng Society's headquarters, a short, stocky man carried a load on a shoulder pole, calling out as he walked: "Hot sesame seed cakes, one coin each!"

Zhang Qing, who was guarding the door, glanced at the other person upon hearing the sound, but did not pay any attention to it.

As a member of the outer gang who stayed behind at the base, he was assigned the task of guarding the gate, which was quite a novel experience for him.

The Changfeng Society's headquarters is shaped like the Chinese character "回" (hui). The four halls—outer hall, inner hall, punishment hall, and merit hall—are located on the four sides, with the society's leader, Changfeng, guarding one of them, surrounded by dozens of core members. It is a heavily guarded place.

But today, all of Changfeng Society's elite forces have been mobilized, so the base is very empty.

Even Zhang Qing, a disciple who had only recently joined the sect, was brought in to guard the gate.

Just as the sesame seed cake vendor appeared in the alley, several peddlers also appeared at the other end of the alley.

Zhang Qing suddenly had a thought.

The Changfeng Society's headquarters had two gates, one in the north and one in the south. The streets and alleys outside the main gate in the south were bustling and prosperous, while the north gate, which was equivalent to the back gate, was much quieter.

Although the peddlers and laborers who had just appeared seemed normal, for some reason, he felt a vague unease in his heart.

Zhang Qing instinctively became more vigilant.

His gaze was fixed on the pancake vendor who was getting closer and closer to him.

The pancake vendor noticed Zhang Qing's gaze and immediately quickened his pace, a fawning smile plastered on his honest face: "Sir, would you like some pancakes? They're fresh out of the oven and still warm!"

Zhang Qing shouted in a deep voice, "Stop!"

But the vendor seemed oblivious, quickening his pace and still beaming with a smile: "Okay, okay!"

The outer disciples guarding the gate with Zhang Qing sensed something was wrong and immediately shouted sternly, "Stop!"

"kill!"

Before he could finish speaking, the pancake vendor suddenly swung his heavy load and smashed it down on Zhang Qing.

Boom! Boom!

With a muffled boom, the two bamboo baskets suddenly exploded in mid-air, instantly spewing out a large amount of flames, mixed with countless iron caltrops!

However, Zhang Qing was prepared and immediately darted backward the moment the pancake vendor made his move.

His back slammed heavily against the closed door.

Bang!

The door wasn't locked, and relying on his enhanced physique, Zhang Qing forcefully smashed it open.

They narrowly avoided a surprise attack from the enemy!

"what!"

However, another outer disciple was not so lucky. He was immediately riddled with bullets from the incoming iron caltrops, with dozens hitting his face and body. He screamed in agony and rolled on the ground.

It was clear that he was about to die.

"Enemy attack!"

Zhang Qing stepped back inside, glared and shouted, then pulled out a bamboo whistle and blew it loudly.

哔～

The sharp warning whistle instantly echoed throughout the entire base.

At the same time, he channeled his magic into his hands, condensing them into clusters of crimson flames!

The next moment, Zhang Qing blasted towards the door.

When he made his move, he didn't see any enemy.

But just as he fired a series of fireballs, the same pancake vendor charged over menacingly.

As a result, they were hit squarely!

"what!"

The pancake vendor never expected that he would be instantly killed the moment he showed his face, hit by several fireballs at the same time, and his clothes were torn to shreds and his skin was torn open.

The most vicious ball of fire struck his face, instantly tearing away his flesh and revealing his bare bones.

The pancake vendor only had time to let out a heart-wrenching scream before his burly body fell backward, and he died on the spot.

He paid the most terrible price for his bravery!

And this result is no coincidence.

After the [Divine Soul] attribute was upgraded to 2.7, Zhang Qing's spiritual awareness was also upgraded, and his perception ability was greatly enhanced.

Although his field of vision was greatly limited after he retreated inside, he was still able to keenly and accurately judge the enemy's movements with his outward spiritual sense.

We anticipated this!

While killing the enemy in one fell swoop, he also avenged his fellow disciple who had just been killed.

However, at this moment, Zhang Qing felt no joy whatsoever.

Instead, it felt like a great disaster was about to strike!

In broad daylight, the enemy's sudden attack on Changfeng Society could not possibly be a small fry.

Most importantly, the fact that the enemy chose to launch a surprise attack when their base was at its weakest point indicates that it was the result of careful calculation and planning.

He and the gang members who stayed behind at the base had no chance of resisting.

They will inevitably become cannon fodder to be sacrificed!

Zhang Qing immediately cast a spell on himself, using the "Qingfeng Technique," and then slipped away unnoticed.

With the enemy's situation unclear, he dared not break out. He rushed into the nearby corridor as fast as he could and desperately fled towards the center of the camp.

The very center of the Changfeng Gang's headquarters is not only the residence and training ground of the gang's leader, Changfeng, but also the location of the gang's secret vault.

Even if all the main forces are deployed now, there can't be no skilled guards here.

This is Zhang Qing's only chance of survival!

As Zhang Qing fled, all the gang members in the camp were alarmed, and shouts rose and fell.

Immediately afterwards, black figures appeared on the wall, the light from talismans and spells shining brightly as they rained down on the encampment.

Some of the Changfeng Society disciples who were running around were caught off guard and knocked to the ground by flames, wind blades and golden energy, with blood splattering and screams echoing!

More enemies then stormed in from the south and north gates.

The Changfeng Society's headquarters is falling rapidly!

Just then, Zhang Qing rushed out of the connecting corridor when, unexpectedly, a man in black descended from the sky and blocked his way.

The two sides were only four or five steps apart!

The man in black grinned maliciously, his rough face revealing a bloodthirsty cruelty, and raised his hand to deliver a fatal blow to Zhang Qing.

Clang!

The next moment, a flash of bright sword light appeared.

Zhang Qing drew his sword without hesitation and unleashed a "Piercing Clouds and Splitting Mist" move in an instant!

The narrow road meets the brave to win!

At this critical moment, his investment in martial arts attributes and the Qingfeng Sword played a vital role!

Zhang Qing used all his strength in this strike.

Undeterred and invincible!

The smile on the man in black's face froze instantly, and disbelief flashed in his wolf-like eyes.

A thin line of blood appeared on his right wrist and neck.

Immediately, a bloody hand, along with the entire head, detached from the body!

With his sword in hand, Zhang Qing moved swiftly, skimming over the corpses on the ground, and rushed into the building ahead.

He didn't even dare to stop and take the storage bag from the body.

Greed at this moment could very well cost you your life!

Hearing the screams coming from all around him, Zhang Qing's heartstrings were stretched to the limit.

He fled desperately towards the restricted area within the camp—Linfeng Pavilion!