Chapter 18: The Cruel Survival Rules of the Thunder Blade Secret Realm

Whoosh...

Lin Feng leaped through the forest, covering dozens of meters with each bound, his understanding of the "Golden Body Feathered Wings" now much deeper, and his speed no longer comparable to the past.

As night fell, Lin Feng rested by a small stream with roast meat on the campfire turning golden brown, emitting an enticing aroma.

Lin Feng sliced off a piece of roast meat and took a bite, finding the taste quite good.

At that moment, four cultivators approached from the distance. The leader, a middle-aged cultivator with a tall stature and an ostensibly hearty demeanor, clasped his hands together in greeting and said with a smile, "Brother, my name is Qi Hongye, and I, along with three brothers, am just passing by. Wouldn't mind if we also sit here, would you?"

Lin Feng nodded and replied, "Have a seat anywhere, this place isn't mine anyway."