Chapter 111: The Strength of the Unicorn

  Xiao Chen's rice grains fell to the ground. Zheng Xiaoxu opened his eyes and looked around. When he saw a bag left under the stone in front of him, a wry smile appeared on his face.

  "Are you really doubting me, boss?" Zheng Xiaohu's face showed disappointment, picked up the small bag on the stone and opened it. When he saw what was inside, his expression changed again, and a look of joy appeared on his face as he muttered: "Boss, I knew you would believe in me. I'll definitely wait for the day when you come looking for me."

  A white light flashed across the sky, flying swiftly above the clouds. Its speed was extremely fast, like a flash of lightning, and the direction it went was precisely towards the Hu Men of Tian Long Kingdom.

  "Hiss!" The unicorn let out a sneeze. It stepped with its four hooves and landed on the top of a mountain peak, then descended downwards.

  Leng Xiao Yao's divine sense swept around, suddenly. His face changed greatly, and he immediately clutched the unicorn's abdomen, the unicorn once again set off with its four hooves. Rushing towards where Leng Xiao Yao wanted to go.

  Corpses were scattered all over the ground, with no signs of battle around. It was as if these thousands of people had been struck down in an instant.

  Leng Xiao Yao flipped off the horse, his face already chilled to the extreme. What on earth had happened? His own personally trained Tiger Team was defeated so miserably? In the forest battle, they didn't even have the power to fight back? Wiped out in an instant? How could this be possible? Leng Xiao Yao held a staff in his hand and began to pace around.

  Suddenly, Leng Xiang felt a sense of danger approaching and his hands holding the stick quickly smashed to his left side.

  "Lock! Lock! Lock!" Leng Xiangyao felt a numbness in his hands as a massive backlash of energy transmitted from the Ruyi Stick, sending him flying back over a dozen steps before he could dissipate this enormous force.

  "Heh heh!" A sinister laugh echoed out.

  "Who are you?" Coldly and warily, Xiang Yang looked at the black-clad man who appeared in front of him. The black-clad man's face was covered with a black veil, making it impossible to see his features. However, judging from his physique, this person must also be a practitioner of a physical attacking style.

  "Hah!" The man sneered and raised his fists to attack Leng Xiangyang.

  "Come on, then." Leng Xiao had been suppressing his anger to the extreme after seeing scene after scene these past few days. At this moment, seeing this person being so unreasonable, his anger suddenly burst out and he swung the Ruyi stick in his hand to strike down.

  Bang! Bang! Bang! Leng Xiangyao's three consecutive blows were all blocked by the black-clad man with his fists, each impact sounding extremely loud, as if his opponent's fists were made of steel, causing Leng Xiangyao's hands to go numb from the shock.

  Clang, clang, clang. Leng Xiangyao retreated continuously for over a dozen steps. The hands grasping the rod began to tremble, it seemed that in this intense confrontation of three rods, he had suffered no small loss.

  The black-clad man's fist had only torn off a small piece of flesh, and a thread of dark green blood flowed out.

  Dark green blood? Leng Xiang's face changed suddenly, if he wasn't mistaken, only the legendary demonic tribe on the Maya continent had dark green blood. Could it be that the person in front of him was a member of the demonic tribe? "A member of the demonic tribe?"

  "Little guy, since you know that, you must die." The man in black finally spoke out a sentence, but his voice was really unpleasant, as if there were two pieces of metal rubbing against each other in his throat, making his voice very hoarse.

  Not good. Cold Xiao Yao silently cursed to himself. He had forgotten that demons usually killed people without batting an eye. And now that he had revealed his identity, the other was sure to go all out, and as soon as Cold Xiao Yao thought of this, the black-clad man flashed into motion once again.

  Bang! Bang! Bang! Leng Xiangyao's hands, grasping the stick, kept shaking back and forth. The black-clothed man's hands appeared in front of Leng Xiangyao like a goddess scattering flowers, making it impossible for him to see which shadow was the real attack.

  The Spiral Staff was swung with a loud whoosh, and the hand holding the Ruyi Stick spun around, protecting its front with an impenetrable defense.

  Bang! Bang! Bang! The black-clothed man and Leng Xiao Yao were now like two wild beasts engaged in a fierce battle, with Leng Xiao Yao constantly retreating backwards while the black-clothed man was closing in step by step.

  Bang! With a loud noise, Leng Xiao Yao finally couldn't withstand the black-clothed man's fist bombardment. His staff technique was finally dismantled under the relentless attack. When the black-clothed man's fist struck Leng Xiao Yao's chest, he felt like his chest was going to explode, and he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood. His figure flew backward, smashing into several giant trees before finally coming to a stop.

  "Hmph" Coldly, he spat out a few more mouthfuls of fresh blood. Only then did his chest feel slightly better, but the pain in his chest still told him that three more of his ribs were broken.

  "Huh?" The man in black was surprised to see Leng Xiao Yao could still stand up.

  "Cough, cough, cough" The cold and carefree person coughed a few times. Seeing the black-clothed people approaching, he took a few deep breaths, raised the Ruyi stick in his hand to the sky, and with great effort, suppressed the heart-wrenching pain inside his body, mobilizing the abnormal spiritual energy from his Dantian to infuse into the Ruyi stick.

  "The" assassin in black, ready to strike the final blow, suddenly felt a sense of danger emanating from his target; he hastily activated his technique, and a thin layer of dark energy appeared around his body.

  Whoosh! A burst of golden light exploded out, and Leng Xiangyang shouted: "Open Heaven and Split the Earth."

  "Not good." The man in black saw the poleaxe coming at him from over ten feet away, and his expression finally changed. He quickly stretched out his hand and started punching around him, shouting "Magic Breaking Fist".

  Whoosh! A dark mist suddenly surged up around the black-clad man's body, gathering at the top of his head. As he finished his punch, the dark mist on his head transformed into a gigantic fist, hurtling towards the incoming club to meet it head-on.

  BOOM!!! BOOM!!!!!! BOOM!!!!!!. A loud explosion echoed through the air, and two massive shockwaves sent Ling Xiao Yao and Hei Yī flying backward.

  Bang! The cold and carefree body fell to the ground. It smashed out a human-shaped deep pit, while the black-clothed man flipped over in mid-air and landed steadily on the ground, making it clear at a glance who had the deeper cultivation.

  "Ah!!!!!!" He lay on the ground, panting heavily, but every time he exhaled, a tearing sensation spread across his chest. Yet, at this moment, he had forgotten about the pain, as his mind was filled with speculations about the identity of the black-robed figure. According to his estimates, this black-robed figure must have been at least a high-level Sword God or above. Otherwise, he wouldn't have lost so miserably, so thoroughly.

  Thud, thud, thud, a series of footsteps echoed, and the cold and weak Leng Xiangyao grasped his staff with a faint grip. He wasn't unwilling to resist, but at this point, his body was so weak that even if he wanted to stand up, he had no strength to do so.

  The man in black stood before the cold and serene deep pit, quietly gazing at the cold and serene figure within. He let out a low growl, like that of a beast, as if he was enraged.

  Drip, drip! A rustling sound of wild beasts rose, and the black-clothed man who was staring at Leng Xiangyao shifted his gaze from the deep pit upwards.

  "Roar." The unicorn saw the man in black and let out a furious roar, its four hooves pounding the ground several times, as if it had an eternal vendetta against him.

  "Unicorn?" The black-clad man's voice was filled with astonishment, and the next moment, he immediately raised his hand, condensing a black crystal in his palm, which flew towards Leng Xueyao in the deep pit.

  "Zi zi zi. The solitary beast's single horn shone with a brilliant light."

  Whoosh! A beam of light shot towards the black-robed man at an extremely fast speed, as if trying to stop him from throwing out the black ball in his hand.

  Whoosh! The black-clothed man seemed to be extremely afraid of the unicorn's light pillar attack, and in an instant, his shadow changed several times, dodging the unicorn's light pillar attack. The black mist ball in his hand also couldn't be smoothly released.

  The black-clad figure gazed at the unicorn with a hateful look in his eyes, which were exposed outside the black veil. He shook off the black mist ball in his hand and it immediately disappeared from his hand. With a kick of both feet, his figure instantly vanished from the battlefield, leaving no trace behind.

  "Roar!" The unicorn's eyes scanned the surroundings, and after a while, it confirmed that the enemy had left. It relaxed its vigilance and stepped forward to the edge of the deep pit, looking down at Cold Blood who was lying inside.

  "Hehe!" Leng Xiangyao gazed at the unicorn's concerned eyes and smiled wryly.

  The unicorn's horn lit up again at this moment. A soft and gentle light fell on Leng Xiang's body.

  "Ah." Leng Xiao's face revealed a look of surprise, as he felt the injuries within his body recovering at an incredible rate. Could it be due to the light from the unicorn? So that means... this magical pet of his wasn't just capable of fighting, but also had exceptional healing abilities, making it a top-notch "doctor"? It was only now that Leng Xiao understood why the Tree of Life had suggested he take in a unicorn as his magical pet. It seemed the Tree of Life truly cared for him after all! With this thought, Leng Xiao's goodwill towards the spirit tribe increased once again. He closed his eyes, feeling the injuries within his body gradually recovering.

  After a few minutes, Leng Xiangyang got up from the deep pit. Although the ribs on his chest had not fully recovered, as long as he didn't exert himself, he could still walk with difficulty.

  "Huuuh!!!’" Ling Xiao Yao stood in front of the unicorn. He stretched out his hand and gently stroked the spotless white fur on the unicorn's body, saying softly: "Xiao Bai, thanks."

  "Hiss, hiss, hiss. The unicorn seemed to want to respond to Leng Xiang's words, but unfortunately, its language was not understood by Leng Xiang."

  With a smile on his face, he stroked the unicorn and looked around before thinking to himself: "If I'm not mistaken, the Tiger Team probably fell into that demon's hands just now. It seems there are many things on the Maya continent that I still don't understand, I'd better go back to the Spirit Clan and ask the Tree of Life."

  Suddenly thinking of this, he directly flipped onto the back of the unicorn, his legs lightly clamping down as he said: "Let's go home."

  "Roar!" Xiao Bai seemed to hear Leng Xiang Yao's words about going home, and was extremely delighted. He immediately opened his four hooves and ran towards the top of the mountain, disappearing into the clouds in an instant.