Chapter 63: Riding Alone into the City (Seeking Bookmarks)

  On the snowy plain where the cold wind was biting, the white castle of the White Horde stood like a crouching beast, majestically occupying the snowy plain. However, the usually bustling White Horde Castle was as silent as death on this night.

  There were wailing voices coming from inside the white fort, and at a glance, the earthen city of the white fort looked like a ghostly realm.

  Lurking in the darkness, Jiang Cheng understood that those were the wails of the families of the White Tiger Troop's fallen warriors.

  "Tell me, is Bai Ze hiding inside the earthen city? Is Bai Fei Bao there or not? And what about Feng Zhan Yuan's grandson?" Jiang Cheng asked in a low voice as he interrogated a lone White Tiger Clan hunter he had just captured after lying in ambush outside the earthen city for nearly an hour.

  "What do you want to do? What kind of person are you? Dare to provoke the Bai Hun squad, don't you want to live?" That Bai Hun squad hunter was also a ruthless character, caught by Jiang Cheng, yet he didn't show any fear at all.

  This is not strange at all, the hunters living in the Baihu Mountains are known for their bravery and toughness, there isn't a single weakling among them. It's harder than climbing to heaven to get anything out of them, especially when it comes to tribal matters.

  However, Jiang Cheng asked this question with his own thoughts in mind.

  "What are you doing? I heard that Feng Zhan Yuan's son had his arms crippled, and his father Feng Qing is dead. Two years ago, he killed my brother, and I've come to take revenge." Jiang Cheng asked loudly.

  "You think you can? Xiao Ling Gong is dead, but Da Ling Gong is still in the tribe, presiding over it. If you have the ability, then go ahead and enter!" The white-haired hunter from the Bai Hun tribe straightened his neck, provoking Jiang Cheng instead.

  Upon hearing this, Jiang Cheng's mouth curled up into a faint smile. He had already obtained the answer he wanted. With a flick of his wrist, the white-robed hunter instantly turned into an ice sculpture.

  Mountain forest hunters are mostly extremely resolute, if it's Jiang Cheng asking, even if they were killed, they wouldn't betray their own tribe members. Now, Jiang Cheng has already gotten the answer he wanted from the side.

  The chief of the Bai Hun tribe, Bai Fei Bao, was unknown whether he was present or not, but Da Ling Gong Bai Ce was currently sitting in the Bai Hun tribe.

  The next moment, Jiang Cheng stood up and strode towards the gate of the White Tiger City with a swift pace, without any hesitation.

  He wants to take the city!

  "Who goes there? State your identity, halt at once!" Just as Jiang Cheng was walking openly and upright towards the Baihutang's earth castle, he was immediately discovered by the guarding hunters, who tensely interrogated him.

  "Who is it? The enemy who seeks my life!"

  The moment his voice fell, Jiang Cheng slightly drew back his bow, and the sound of the arrow piercing through the air had already rung out.

  The two guards at the gate of the earthen castle fell to the ground with their throats covered, and Jiang Cheng had already rushed towards the White Wolf Trench earthen castle.

  The next moment, a shrill alarm bell reverberated throughout the entire White Army.

  Between the two ups and downs, on the white muddy city wall, ten hunters guarding were killed by Jiang Cheng, leaving no one alive. What surprised Jiang Cheng was that perhaps due to the severe casualties of the Soul Masters, there were actually no Soul Masters guarding the city wall.

  "Feng Zhan Yuan, Bai Ce, get out of here for Laozi!" In the blink of an eye, Jiang Cheng once again stepped into the White Tiger's earth city.

  However, last time Jiang Cheng was fighting for his tribe's survival, but this time, he came seeking revenge!

  The shrill alarm and Jiang Cheng's stern shout made the entire Baihutang even more chaotic. Houses on both sides of the street, constantly had bone arrows shooting towards Jiang Cheng.

  These bone arrows posed no threat to Jiang Cheng whatsoever, and didn't even trigger his defensive spiritual light, allowing the arrows to shoot towards him unimpeded.

  Without exception, these bone arrows shot onto Jiang Cheng's body were like shooting at fine steel, causing the bone arrows to shatter instantly. As for Jiang Cheng, he only felt a slight itch.

  For the White Tiger Clan's elite hunters who rushed out non-stop along the way, Jiang Cheng didn't even bother to move his spiritual energy and directly killed them with a single punch.

  What made Jiang Chen feel strange was that along the way, countless White Tiger Clan hunters had ambushed him, even women and children had come to fight with him, but not a single Soul Warrior had appeared.

  However, Jiang Cheng thought for a moment and let it go. There were only thirty or forty soul cultivators in the Baihun Sect, and nearly half of the Gesha Sect had died in battle. After Jiang Cheng landed, several more were beheaded.

  It's estimated that most of the remaining ones have been sent out to track down his trail.

  For a moment, Jiang Cheng was like entering a deserted land, where there wasn't even an existence that could block his way for half a breath.

  "Feng Zhan Yuan, Bai Ce, get out of here, old man!"

  "Jiang Cheng, you actually dare to charge into my White Tiger Regiment?" Suddenly appearing at the corner of the street was Feng Zhan Yuan, his arms crippled, his eyes bloodshot and gritted in a death stare at Jiang Cheng.

  The next moment, Feng Zhan Yuan's legs burst out with spiritual light, leaping into the air and kicking Jiang Cheng in a flurry of kicks. At the same time, he roared loudly: "Brave warriors, coordinate with me, use arrows to shoot at his eyes, ears, and nose!"

  Feng Zhan Yuan did have a bit of self-awareness, he was not Jiang Cheng's opponent even in his heyday, let alone now that he had lost the use of both arms. However, within the territory of his own White Tiger Sect, he still had some confidence, so he made a bold move.

  Feng Zhan Yuan's foot, filled with spiritual energy, rapidly enlarged before Jiang Cheng. Feng Zhan Yuan seemed to see his foot wind blowing Jiang Cheng's long hair in front of his forehead, but Jiang Cheng still didn't move.

  Feng Zhan Yuan had a hint of unexpected shock, but he would never think that Jiang Cheng was stupid at this moment.

  At the moment when a very bad premonition surged up in his heart, Jiang Cheng moved!

  It was simple, he suddenly reached out and grabbed his ankle!

  This move, blue light flickers, swift as lightning!

  Feng Yuan had barely reacted when he was caught off guard by Jiang Cheng.

  The moment he was caught, Feng Zhan Yuan subconsciously twisted his waist and prepared to launch another round of kicks.

  A chill ran up from the soles of his feet, causing Feng Zhan Yuan to shudder involuntarily as endless terror welled up in his eyes.

  Feng Zhan-yuan saw a streak of icy blue rapidly spreading from his ankle to his entire body. As he instinctively twisted his waist and exerted force, the icy blue had already permeated his waist.

  The most terrifying thing happened - his waist lost its sensation, as if it had separated from his body, followed by his chest and heart.

  "You... you're a cannibal..."

  Feng Zhan Yuan's last cry of astonishment had not yet escaped his lips when he saw Jiang Cheng twist his hand, and with a light twist, twist off Feng Zhan Yuan's head.

  The gushing blood suddenly turned into ice shards, and Feng Zhan Yuan's expression was frozen in that instant when his eyes widened in infinite terror.

  He carelessly pushed open the body of Feng Zhan Yuan, who had lost his head. At the moment when Feng Zhan Yuan's corpse fell to the ground with a loud crash and shattered into ice blocks, Jiang Cheng's gaze turned towards the end of the street.

  The gaze shot over there scraped Jiang Cheng's cheek, making it ache.

  At the end of the street, Bai Ce with a head full of white hair was staring at Jiang Cheng with a frosty face, but his face was filled with a hint of astonishment.

  Seeing Bai Ce, Jiang Cheng's mouth slightly curled up, and he casually tied Feng Wenyuan's head to his waist. Feng Wenyuan's head was going to be used as an offering to the spirit of Shi Dahu, who had taken his own life a few years ago, to offer sacrifices to their people.

  "Jiang Cheng?!" The Great Divine Priest Bai Zheng stared at Jiang Cheng with a gaze that seemed to want to swallow him whole.

  "Hey, White-haired Old Thief, how does it feel to have your tribesmen and loved ones die before your eyes?" Jiang Cheng patted the head hanging from his waist with a smile that had an unspeakable terror to it.

  "Damn it!" White Ze stared at Jiang Cheng, a furious roar burst out from his throat, and the red spiritual energy suddenly exploded behind him, shooting violently towards Jiang Cheng.

  It was almost at the same moment that Jiang Cheng also suddenly turned around and rushed out of the White Tiger City.

  At the moment he flashed out of sight, Jiang Cheng's stern shout also rang out: "You wait, I will come again and again, to kill off your entire clan!"

  In the blink of an eye, Jiang Cheng's eyes flashed with cunning!

  Because he didn't really want to escape, his most important goal in coming to the White Tiger Regiment this time was to kill Bai Ze, how could he flee without a fight?

  The main reason is actually because of the ancestral spirit totem pole!