Crimson Flame Demon Lion

Liu Fei stood behind Lin Feng, watching as his gaze focused on the figure leaving the stone room through the open door. She whispered softly, "Rest assured, with their strength, they are also elites on the battlefield and will surely make a difference."

Lin Feng remained noncommittal. On the battlefield, the situation is ever-changing, and dangers abound. Who can guarantee safety?

However, as Duan Han had considered, those marked with the slave mark on their faces could only wear masks and show themselves. The battlefield was their best refuge.

Lin Feng did not realize that Duan Han's decision had also planted a foreshadowing for the epic he would write in the future.

"You haven't recovered from your injuries for long. Rest well," Liu Fei said again when she saw that Lin Feng didn't respond.

Lin Feng's eyebrows twitched slightly, and he looked at Liu Fei, smiling, "You care about me too?"

Liu Fei's expression changed, her beautiful eyes staring at Lin Feng, saying, "Who cares about you, you lascivious scoundrel."

With that, Liu Fei pushed the door open and walked out directly, leaving Lin Feng to smile wryly. It seemed that he couldn't shake off this reputation for being lascivious.

Shaking his head, Lin Feng also lifted his foot and headed towards the outer gate.

As Lin Feng arrived in the courtyard, the creaking sound came again. Mengqing walked out of the room, silently following behind Lin Feng.

Lin Feng stopped, turned around, and smiled bitterly, "Mengqing, there's no need to follow me this time."

Mengqing shook her head gently, not saying a word in response, and stood behind Lin Feng. The smile on Lin Feng's lips grew more bitter, but he understood that Mengqing was only afraid that he would get into trouble. After all, it seemed that he was quite good at causing trouble outside.

"Don't worry, I'll be careful this time and won't cause trouble," Lin Feng said again, but Mengqing remained unmoved.

"Mengqing, I won't reveal my identity this time. If you follow me, it will only be more obvious," a silver mask appeared in Lin Feng's hand, and he put it on his face.

Mengqing's eyes flickered at this, and she spoke, "Then be careful yourself."

"Okay." Lin Feng took off the mask, revealing a slight smile, then turned around and walked out of the stone room.

In the city within the city, the simple gate still had many people coming and going. Lin Feng stepped into it, paid the yuan stones, and without any hesitation, headed straight towards the direction of the prisoner arena.

As before, the prisoner arena was still crowded with people. Standing at the highest level and looking down, there were only dense heads.

Following the gap in the middle, Lin Feng stepped down the stone steps, and the scene in the prisoner arena gradually became clear.

There were still demon beasts and slave martial artists in the prisoner arena, making it a terrifying base where demon beasts and slave martial artists seemed to be endlessly slaughtering each other.

At this moment, a figure flashed and blocked Lin Feng's path.

The eyes under the silver mask glanced at this person, and Lin Feng took out a medium-grade yuan stone from his body, handed it to the other party, and took it. After receiving the yuan stone, the other party immediately stepped aside and disappeared.

Lin Feng casually found a place to sit in the front row, then quietly watched the prisoner arena below.

At this time, a demon beast was fighting with a human martial artist in the prisoner arena. This demon beast was a snake demon beast with a flat head, but very wide, and its body coiled around, looking very ugly. It could spew black mist from its mouth.

The snake demon beast, a second-level spirit demon beast, still had a lot of room to grow.

Demon beasts are somewhat similar to human martial artists. As long as they are spirit demon beasts, they can continuously become stronger through their own cultivation. However, depending on the type of demon beast, it is equivalent to the different talents of human martial artists. Some types of demon beasts are very terrifying, with great potential for growth, like the geniuses among human martial artists. Some demon beasts have very limited growth potential.

The snake, born as a spirit demon beast, has very good growth potential. The peak spirit demon beasts are said to be able to reach the realm of profound demon beasts, which is extremely terrifying. This snake demon beast is only a second-level spirit demon, far from mature.

What surprised Lin Feng was that he actually recognized the human martial artist who was fighting the snake, and their relationship was not shallow.

Lin Hong, Lin Feng's uncle Lin Badao's eldest son, Lin Qian's elder brother, and a former disciple of the Ice and Snow Villa.

Now, Lin Hong had also reached the second stage of the Spiritual Martial Realm. Lin Feng was not surprised. In the past, the people of the Lin family looked down on him, Lin Feng, because he was a waste with the weakest cultivation. Now, he had stepped into the fifth stage of the Spiritual Martial Realm. Not to mention the Lin family's descendants, even the elders of the Lin family were no match for him. It was normal for Lin Hong to reach the second stage of the Spiritual Martial Realm.

Lin Feng swept his gaze over the crowd. After a while, his eyes stopped, and there, a group of figures sat on stone chairs, watching Lin Hong's battle, murmuring to themselves.

"Look at this snake demon beast. Although it's powerful, Lin Hong's advanced ice palm technique has reached a profound level. With one palm, he can freeze the snake demon beast's body. Lin Hong will surely win this battle."

"Well, of course. Miss Qianqian let the snake demon beast go to train Lin Hong. There must be a profound meaning behind it."

The voices of those people discussing reached Lin Feng's ears, and he sneered inwardly. It seemed that Lin Qianqian's position was not weak. It was reasonable. Prince Dapeng had also joined the Snow Moon Holy Palace. With his strength and status, taking care of Lin Qianqian was easy. Protected by him, Lin Qianqian was naturally highly praised.

"I wonder what realm your Ice-Fire Twin Martial Spirit has reached now."

Lin Feng said lightly in his heart, then didn't look at Lin Qianqian anymore. For him, Lin Qianqian was no longer his goal. Lin Qianqian was not worthy.

Turning his gaze, Lin Feng continued to look towards the direction of the prisoner arena. At this time, Lin Hong's cold palm power had completely suppressed the snake demon beast, victory was in sight.

At the same time, not far from where Lin Feng was sitting, Lin Qianqian seemed to sense something. Her brows furrowed slightly, her gaze turned, and then she saw a figure wearing a silver mask, sitting calmly not far in front of her, seemingly watching the prisoner arena.

The corner of the silver mask shimmered with a silver-white light, which was a bit dazzling.

"Hmm?"

Lin Qianqian's brows tightened, a silver mask.

Back in Yangzhou City, it seemed that he, with such a silver mask, was extremely arrogant.

 Now, Lin Qianqian saw this silver mask again.

"Could it be a coincidence?"

Lin Qianqian's heart suddenly surged with waves. That day, the shock Lin Feng had caused her was too great, and she still couldn't forget the Lin family's abandoned son, who was considered a waste.

It should not be him. Yunhai Sect has been completely wiped out by the four major forces leading tens of millions of iron riders to besiege it. If he could escape, wouldn't it be a joke? Such a thing would certainly not be spread.

At this moment, Lin Hong in the prisoner arena killed the snake demon beast with his palm power and obtained eight medium-grade spirit stones, then walked out of the prisoner arena with a smile.

At the same time, the person in charge of the prisoner arena took away the snake demon beast's body and led another demon beast into the prisoner arena.

Seeing this demon beast being led into the prisoner arena, the crowd all stared.

This demon beast was entirely red like flames, with a fiery red color all over its body, as if it were on fire.

On the demon's body, there were spikes like sharp blades, shining with a strange red light.

The face of this demon beast was extremely ferocious, with sharp fangs exposed, giving off an aura of majesty, as if it were the king of demons.

What was even more shocking was that on the demon beast's back, there were a pair of wings, red wings.

"What a terrifying demon beast." Lin Feng couldn't help but be amazed when he saw this demon beast. Its majesty and dominance were astonishing with just one glance. Lin Feng also noticed that even the person in charge of the prisoner arena was handling the demon beast with great care, seemingly wary that the demon beast would launch an attack.

"The Crimson Flame Demon Lion, it's actually the Crimson Flame Demon Lion." Many people recognized this demon beast, their hearts trembling. Among demon beasts, the Crimson Flame Demon Lion was extremely terrifying. When mature, it was close to the peak of the Spiritual Martial Realm. If it was not captured by humans and made into a slave demon beast, allowing it to grow naturally, becoming a Profound Demon Beast was a certainty. There were even rumors that some Crimson Flame Demon Lions could break through the category of Profound Demons and become Celestial Demons, no longer bound by the demon category, and could continue to become stronger.

Leading the Crimson Flame Demon Lion to the center, the person in charge of the prisoner arena slowly spoke, "The Crimson Flame Demon Lion, a fifth-level spirit demon beast. To fight it, you need to pay twenty medium-grade yuan stones. If you can control it without killing it, you can take it away."