"How about... I go?"

Wang Beiming didn't want Ling Feng to look down on him, so he gripped the talisman in his hand tightly, his eyes filled with determination.

"You?" Ling Feng glanced at him briefly, then immediately showed a look of utter disdain.

However, his determined gaze changed his impression of him quite a bit.

His tone of voice softened considerably, no longer as harsh as before.

"It's not that I'm trying to belittle you, it's just that your performance that night made me really not have much confidence in you!"

It doesn't matter if your cultivation level is low, but you must be flexible and not act recklessly.

"Why would a power-based fighter like you be so foolish as to try and out-agility a vampire?"

"..."

Upon hearing Ling Feng's words, Wang Beiming felt his ears burn with shame.

He wanted to explain something, but in the end, he could only open his mouth and couldn't say anything.

After all, his performance in the last match against Isolde was indeed disappointing.

That person wasn't wrong about that, and he himself reflected on it afterward.

Ling Feng didn't dwell on his emotions too much. After finishing speaking, he gave Qian Dazhuang a few more instructions.

With a flash, he vanished from the spot.

Head straight towards a forest on the east side of the town below, where the suspected tomb of General Chang is located.

As for Wang Beiming, he watched Ling Feng's departing figure, secretly clenching his fists.

I've made up my mind to give it my all and never let anyone see me for who I am again.

……

Ling Feng transformed himself into lightning, his entire body becoming a streak of silver-blue lightning.

They searched the entire mountain forest for the vanguard of the vampires.

Starting from the outermost edge, gradually narrow the search area inwards.

Finally, near the center of the entire mountain forest, seven or eight faint, chilly auras were detected.

It's quite recognizable, resembling the Marquis vampire from Isolde.

His skill level doesn't seem to be as high as his, but he seems to be better at concealing his presence.

Furthermore, these seemingly faint auras, a sticky, blood-red scent, are mixed with the putrid stench of corpses.

He felt utterly disgusted just from sensing it!

Although Isolde was also a vampire, it only made him feel uncomfortable.

Ling Feng was a little confused. Aren't they all vampires? Are there different species among them?

Shaking his head to clear his mind, Ling Feng reduced the lightning around him slightly.

Although it slightly affects one's speed, the stealth effect is undoubtedly enhanced.

Even to increase the probability of not being discovered by the other party,

He then cast another spell on himself to conceal his aura and presence.

As the distance between them continued to close, Ling Feng's senses became clearer and clearer.

However, this gradually clarifying sense made him sigh with emotion.

The two sides weren't mortal enemies after all; given the vampires' crude methods of concealment...

In the eyes of Eastern practitioners, what's the difference between this and taking off your pants to fart?

No wonder the Eastern Divine Land has been regarded as a forbidden land by them for thousands of years.

This kind of speechless performance is useless even if they are given a chance!

Ling Feng chuckled but didn't stop, continuing to stealthily approach.

They stopped when they had reached a certain distance.

He had originally intended to eavesdrop on what the group was talking about, but there was one thing he had forgotten.

He doesn't understand any Western languages ​​at all; to his ears, it's just a bunch of gibberish!

Even in his previous life, he lacked this talent for languages.

Therefore, his plan was doomed to fail, and he could only run over and listen to nothing.

For a moment, Ling Feng thought of soul searching, but he quickly rejected the idea.

After all, even if you search someone's soul, you still won't understand. What's the difference between this and watching a movie without Chinese subtitles?

As for whether or not to deal with them? Ling Feng hasn't considered it yet.

The enemy's main force hasn't arrived yet. What if we alert them?

Having no other choice, he could only decide to first locate General Chang's suspected tomb.

Let's see if we can find any clues about the real tomb from that suspected mound.

Ling Feng vanished from his spot in a flash.

They didn't disturb any of the vampires lurking in the nearby shadows.

The location of the suspected grave is easy to find; the Special Affairs Bureau had already pinpointed its location beforehand.

Besides, with all these vampires hiding here, how far could the location of the suspected tomb be?

Combined with the feng shui knowledge that my senior brother possessed,

He quickly located the suspected tomb, a process that was quite easy.

Ling Feng entered the suspected tomb and once again couldn't help but praise his senior brother Shi Jian's skills.

It really matched a sentence he had seen online in his previous life:

The eldest brother's skills were taught by the master, and the junior brothers' and sisters' skills were taught by the eldest brother!

This statement is absolutely correct; Senior Brother Shi Jian is a true all-rounder!

He was proficient in almost everything, including thunder magic, talismans, formations, feng shui, and aura observation.

He is not only worthy of wearing the Yin-Yang Taoist robe, but also possesses skills befitting this attire!

Although the ending was somewhat rushed, that's because Uncle Nine's protagonist aura was too strong.

If it weren't for the inertia of the plot, Uncle Nine would be in front of his senior brother...

They had absolutely no chance to resist and were completely outmatched the entire time!

Pulling his thoughts back from the chaos, Ling Feng silently stepped into the long corridor.

Incidentally, the silver-blue lightning radiance on his body also subsided at the same time.

Standing on the bricks covered in a thick layer of dust, Ling Feng stood with his hands behind his back.

As he walked forward, he used his divine sense to constantly observe everything around him.

As for the hidden traps in the tomb passage, Ling Feng didn't care at all.

Under the probing of divine sense, there is nowhere to hide, and it will not be touched at all.

Ling Feng was quite disgusted by the occasional skeletal remains he would scan.

If nothing unexpected happens, these remains belong to professionals who came to visit the tomb.

Unfortunately, my skills are really lacking, so I'm forced to stay here and keep General Chang company.

It is said that General Chang is quite serious about his work. He actually went to such great lengths to build a fake tomb.

Ling Feng has been walking for several minutes now, hasn't he? He hasn't even made it out of the passageway yet?

After walking a little further, we finally saw a heavy blue stone gate.

However, the stone gate is now useless; it has been forcibly broken through.

Who made this? It's so unprofessional! There's absolutely no skill involved.

Ling Feng shook his head and walked into the front room with some disappointment.

What met his eyes... well... disappointed him, there was nothing there.

Logically, there should be many burial objects here, such as ritual vessels, terracotta figurines, and pottery jars.

Unfortunately, it has been looted too many times, so there is nothing left.

It's practically stealing every last feather from a passing goose! It was quite disappointing for Ling Feng; it was his first time going into a tomb…

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